Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

Were they still talking about the same thing? DId they think he had the physical capability of a leek?

“Can she really run that fast?” He really didn’t know about this.

“‘I’ve heard about that,” another cameraman said. “I know the cameraman who was in charge of filming her. We started chatting during dinner, and he said that after running with her, he was so tired that he couldn’t move anymore. Director Hou sent someone to replace him, and the replacement had to use a phone gimbal instead of a regular camera.”

“I think it’s best if you use a gimbal when you follow him tomorrow morning,” he suggested.

Jiang Xun’s cameraman: “…”

He looked at Shuli pitifully. “Director, please let me use a gimbal. I’m begging you…”

Shuli:”…”

“We didn’t bring a scooter, otherwise I could also ride on one.” The cameraman was terrified.

“No, that’s too fast. How Fast can Jiang Xun possibly run in the morning?” Shuli denied.

“What about a bike?” someone suggested.

“If you ride a bike very slowly, it will test your skills,” an assistant said. “The camera might sway too much and affect the footage.”

“Ol’ Liu, it’s time for you to train hard,” Shuli said, patting the camera on the back. “This is a good opportunity to run with Jiang Xun. I’ve already helped lessen some of the weight you have to carry by letting you use a gimbal.”

Ol’ Liu: “…”

If Shuli could help him lessen even more weight, that’d be great.

*

Jiang Xun received a wechat message from Shuli before she went to bed. He told her to turn on all the cameras the next day when she got up because the livestream would be starting then.

So at 5:50 the next morning, Jiang Xun got up and turned on the camera first, then quickly washed her face and put on some skin care products before changing into her sportswear and going out for a run.

She didn’t specifically wait for Jiayi. The appointment was at 6 o’clock, and if he wasn’t there on time, she could go by herself.

When she finished cleaning up and went to the living room, it was 6 o’clock.

Jiang Xun was about to leave when she heard someone shout, “Jiang Xun.”

She turned around and saw Jiayi wearing a sweater and long pants. It wasn’t sportswear, but a more casual and loose outfit.

It seemed that he hadn’t intended to exercise when he came to the show, but Jiang Xun chose not to point that out and greeted him with a “Good morning.”

Jiayi did not seem to be used to waking up so early. He was yawning and his eyes were glazed over. He looked as if he had not fully woken up.

[Jiayi still has to get up and keep running like this. It’s really touching.]

[I don’t know if it’s touching on Jiayi’s part or not, but it’s very touching for us to wake up so early on a Sunday just to watch the livestream.]

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Even the production team was touched by them, not to mention the audience watching the livestream.

“So many people actually woke up early to watch Jiang Xun running…” Zhisheng yawned and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

As everyone was feeling warmed up by this turn of events, Jiang Xun was warming up in the living room. Jiayi couldn’t just watch, so he did it with her.