Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen: China’s Image Ambassador

The clip had just aired when the comments exploded.

“Jiang Yun just sang You Are a Song in My Heart. Is he already going to sing a new song?”

“Upstairs, the recording of Longing for Life took place before Jiang Yun’s guest appearance as a duet partner!”

“I know that. You don’t need to remind me!”

On the show, Jiang Yun strummed the guitar like a grade-schooler.

“Haha! We get to see Jiang Yun playing that cheap guitar again!”

Then Jiang Yun’s voice slowly rose.

I am free like the wind,

just as your tenderness cannot be held back.

You push away the hands I stretch out to you,

go on, and do not look back.

“Haha! This song is amazing!”

At Mango TV headquarters, the Longing for Life production team was in a frenzy.

“Director! We’ve broken six percent!”

The director of Longing for Life was so excited he nearly jumped out of his seat.

“Director! Seven percent!”

“Yes!”

The moment Jiang Yun’s new-song performance aired, the ratings shot straight past seven percent.

The broadcast continued. By the second day, the group was in the orchard recording a blessing video for Wang Xiaoxiao.

Viewers flooded the comments.

“I want a blessing video too!”

“Please give me the same kind of blessing video as Wang Xiaoxiao!”

When the episode reached Cai Kun cooking, the audience was speechless.

“Can Cai Kun’s cooking even be eaten?”

“Why can’t my Kun Kun’s cooking be eaten? My Kun Kun is working hard!”

“That’s right, my Kun Kun is working hard at cooking!”

“Are you sure Cai Kun didn’t make dark cuisine?”

Cai Kun’s fans and the casual viewers were instantly at each other’s throats.

But when Zhao Mai and the others reacted after tasting it, Cai Kun’s fans were slapped in the face.

The retching expressions on Zhao Mai and the others made everyone watching feel nauseous too.

“Ugh, I can smell how bad it is through the screen!”

“Cai Kun is poisonous!”

“Ugh, there’s eggshell in the egg. That’s even scarier than a soft-boiled egg!”

After that came the daily life of everyone living under the cameras, and then the night-time heart-to-heart talk.

By early the next morning, the group had parted ways, and the sixth episode of Longing for Life officially ended.

Jiang Yun turned off the television. It was already past ten at night.

He simply went into the simulation training room.

“System, enter the simulation training room!”

“Ding! Simulation training room successfully activated!”

Jiang Yun left the training room at two in the morning.

“System, open the personal panel!”

“Beep!”

Host: Jiang Yun.

Singing: S Rank. Can support a grand concert.

Acting: B Rank. Capable of playing the third male lead.

Directing: D Rank. Can shoot a bare-bones little film.

Skills owned: special forces physique, expert-level cooking, master-level piano, S-rank hand speed, clear logic, martial arts mastery, permanent hacking service, special effects technology.

Songs owned: Hypocritical Words, Crossing the Sea to See You, Rice Fragrance, Heartbroken Pacific, Becoming Rich, One Night in Summer Capital, Blue and White Porcelain, Flying Freely, Little Apple, The Brightest Star in the Night Sky, The Moon on the Fifteenth, You Say I Am Your Superhero, Huo Yuanjia, Withered Chrysanthemums, Preface to the Orchid Pavilion, Dispel Melancholy, A Person Like Me, Special Love for Special You, Free Like the Wind, You Are a Song in My Heart.

Piano pieces owned: Canon, The Wedding in the Dream, Piano Piece of the Night.

Novels owned: Battle Sky, Perfect World, Proud Wanderer, New Meteor Butterfly Sword, Immortal Ascension: Azure Sky.

Items: S-rank acting experience card x2, one-time hacking skill experience card x1, expired.

Popularity points: 10,003,086.

Seeing that his acting had already risen to B rank, Jiang Yun nodded in satisfaction.

“At last, my acting has leveled up. My effort wasn’t wasted!”

After checking the panel, Jiang Yun got up, drank a glass of hot milk, and went straight to sleep.

Hoo... hoo...

The next morning, Jiang Yun woke up refreshed.

He brushed his teeth, washed up, and got himself neatly dressed.

Ring, ring, ring!

Jiang Yun picked up the phone and saw that it was Liu Guoqiang calling.

He answered. “Hello? Director Liu?”

“Jiang Yun, you don’t need to film this week!”

No filming? Jiang Yun frowned. Was he being fired?

“What’s going on, Director Liu?”

“Go to Summer Capital in the next few days!”

Jiang Yun let out a breath of relief. Good thing it wasn’t a dismissal.

“What am I going to Summer Capital for?” he asked.

“You’ll know when you get there. Call this number once you arrive. I’ll send you the phone number in a moment.”

“Okay.”

“Mm.”

After hanging up, Jiang Yun began packing.

Ding!

He picked up his phone and opened WeChat.

“I’ve already booked your ticket. Contact her when you arrive! Yang Wuxia 182...”

“A woman? And what an intimidating name.”

After finishing his packing, Jiang Yun walked out of the hotel.

Beep! Beep!

He came to the side of the S500.

“Teacher Jiang Yun, please get in!”

Jiang Yun got into the car and fastened his seat belt.

Vroom!

The car started and headed toward the airport.

After arriving at the airport, Jiang Yun collected his ticket, passed security, and boarded the plane.

He took his seat, and an hour and a half later, the plane landed.

When Jiang Yun walked out of the airport, he saw someone holding a sign with his name on it. He walked over.

“Hello, I’m Jiang Yun.”

“Teacher Jiang Yun, please get in.”

Jiang Yun nodded and sat in the front passenger seat.

“You must be Jiang Yun, right?” came a woman’s voice from the back seat.

Jiang Yun turned around and saw a striking, capable woman in her thirties, dressed in a sexy business suit.

He took a look at her. “You are...”

“Yang Wuxia,” she said calmly.

“So you are Miss Yang!” Jiang Yun extended his right hand.

“Mm.” Yang Wuxia extended her hand and gave his a light shake.

“Miss Yang, what exactly is this trip to Summer Capital for?”

“Didn’t Liu Guoqiang tell you?”

The car left the airport. Jiang Yun shook his head.

“Fine. He asked you to come because he wants you to compete for the position of Chinese Image Ambassador.”

“Chinese Image Ambassador?!” Jiang Yun was so shocked he nearly jumped up. This position was far too important. It was, in every sense, a representation of the nation’s image to the outside world.

“Mm. So, how do you feel? Confident?”

Jiang Yun was a little speechless. He wasn’t sure whether he should be thanking Liu Guoqiang.

But he quickly composed himself.

“Miss Yang, since I’m already here, I’ll spare no effort and give it my best shot!”

“Good. That’s the right attitude.”

The Mercedes G-Class slowly came to a stop at a hotel. Jiang Yun and Yang Wuxia got out and entered together.

After arranging Jiang Yun’s room, Yang Wuxia did not leave.

The two of them sat in the room.

Yang Wuxia said calmly, “This selection will be based on a performance.”

“It can be singing and dancing, it can be reciting poetry. Generally speaking, singing and dancing will make up the majority.”

“But it must fit the theme.”

Jiang Yun nodded.

Crossing her arms, Yang Wuxia said coolly, “The selection is tomorrow morning. So, have you decided what you’re going to perform?”

Jiang Yun nodded. “I have a rough idea.”

“A rough idea isn’t enough. You need to hurry.” Yang Wuxia had the bearing of a true career woman. “How about this: tonight, you sleep a little later. I’ll stay here with you, and we’ll decide together what you’re going to perform. Once we’ve settled it, then you can rest.”

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes inwardly. When he said he had a rough idea, that was just modesty. And besides, wasn’t this Yang Wuxia a little too domineering?