Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 403 Synchronization

He has an esports identity, but he's more than just an esports player.

He possesses the sharp edge of youth, as well as the clean background recently endorsed by mainstream media.

Anke is responsible for adding the other half of the temperament.

Bright, beautiful, and relaxing.

The stylist gave the two a complete makeover.

Jiang Feng shed his usual casual attire and donned a high-quality black turtleneck sweater, topped with a sharply tailored dark trench coat.

His already superior bone structure, under top-notch commercial lighting, exudes a cold and aloof air that keeps strangers at bay.

Anke wore a minimalist white silk slip dress with a large men's black suit jacket draped over it. Her long hair was slightly curled, giving her a languid yet stunning look.

Jiang Feng's current image is very suitable.

The two people in the same frame, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, create a powerful visual impact. No need for many lines; the scene itself tells a story.

The filming location is set in Hangzhou.

This B&OGG script is also very restrained.

Two people share the same sound in different settings.

One earphone per person.

A piece of music.

A silent exchange of glances.

The main text is also simple.

"The same sound, close to two worlds."

However, when filming actually began, progress stalled.

"Click!"

The director, looking exasperated, called "cut" from behind the monitor and said into the walkie-talkie:

"Anke, you're too stiff. The script requires you to walk up to Jiang Feng, take off his headphones, and share your own world with him. The way you're doing it now doesn't feel like you're sharing a secret; it feels like underground operatives are meeting."

The staff on site couldn't help but let out a good-natured chuckle.

Anke's face flushed instantly, and she bit her lower lip in annoyance.

It was supposed to be a close encounter she had been looking forward to for a long time, but when she was actually in front of a high-definition camera and asked to act out that kind of ambiguous, flirtatious relationship with Jiang Feng in front of everyone, her brain just went blank.

Jiang Feng, especially today, was almost too handsome. Just now, as soon as she got close and smelled the faint scent of fir perfume on Jiang Feng, her heart skipped a beat, her hand trembled, and she almost ripped off her headphones.

"Take a five-minute break! Get back into character!" the director shouted.

Jiang Feng smiled as he watched An Ke standing awkwardly in place, then walked up to her.

"nervous?"

Jiang Feng looked down at her.

Anke stubbornly insists:

"No, it's just that this skirt is too tight, I can't move my legs freely."

"I studied acting, so this guy is a piece of cake."

Jiang Feng chuckled softly:

"Given how often you play games, your acting skills are questionable."

"You!" An Ke glared at Jiang Feng playfully.

Jiang Feng gently teased An Ke a few times, which at least eased An Ke's tension.

Jiang Feng then glanced around. Most of the staff around were still watching the two of them, waiting for them to adjust their state.

He shifted his position slightly, blocking part of the view, then took Anke's small hand and gently squeezed it.

Anke blushed instantly.

"Encore, don't treat this like filming a sad movie."

Anke's voice softened slightly:

"Then...what should I do?"

Treat it like a game.

Jiang Feng pointed to the headphones on his head.

"When we're at the space base, I'm always in the lead. Even if we're surrounded by three teams, with countless gun lines overlapping, have you ever been afraid?"

"Of course not," Anke answered instinctively.

"right."

Jiang Feng looked at her.

"It's the same now."

"No matter how many cameras are around, you only need to look at me."

"Leave the rest to me."

An Ke looked into Jiang Feng's clean and steady eyes, and her hand was held by him, warm and soft.

The chaotic panic in her heart suddenly subsided.

"it is good."

Five minutes later, filming resumed.

In the shot, Jiang Feng casually leans back on a leather sofa, wearing a pair of silver-black B&O flagship noise-canceling headphones.

His eyes were closed, his long, slender fingers gently tapping his knees, as if the whole world was shut out from him. Anke walked barefoot onto the soft carpet, step by step, into the frame.

This time, she neither backed down nor stiffened. She walked up to Jiang Feng and bent down slightly.

Jiang Feng seemed to sense her approach and slowly opened his eyes.

In that instant, their gazes collided heavily in the air.

Following the script, Anke reached out and tried to remove the earphone on one side of his head.

But the moment her fingertips touched the earphones, Jiang Feng suddenly took the initiative.

Jiang Feng placed his large hand directly on the back of An Ke's hand.

His palms were very warm.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng grabbed her wrist and pulled An Ke closer with a little force.

The distance between the two was instantly compressed to the extreme, and they could even feel each other's warm breath.

Anke's eyes suddenly widened, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

She forgot she was filming GG, and even forgot to breathe.

The river breeze did not let up.

With his other hand, he took off the B&O headphones from his head and gently put them on Anke's ears.

In that very second, the noise of the entire set—the operating equipment, the director's breathing, and the footsteps of the people around him—was completely and physically eliminated.

Anke's world fell into absolute silence.

This extreme sensory deprivation gave her a strong sense of weightlessness.

In her absolutely quiet world, the only thing that exists is the river breeze that is so close at hand.

Jiang Feng didn't back away; he leaned forward slightly, his nose almost brushing against An Ke's cheek.

In their world of shared "frequency," where only the two of them were together, Jiang Feng looked into An Ke's eyes.

There were no lines, no script.

Jiang Feng's lips moved slightly, and he silently said a sentence to her using lip movements that only the two of them could understand.

Anke understood.

He said, "I have to eat."

With a "boom," Anke's ears turned completely red.

Must we eat? What does that mean?

Her eyes softened like a pool of water at that moment, and the light in them was extremely bright.

"good!"

"Perfect!"

"Absolutely perfect!"

Behind the monitor, the director slapped his thigh excitedly and stood up abruptly.

"That intense, almost manic look in his eyes!"

"What an atmosphere!"

"Absolutely amazing!"

"One take!"

At the director's shout, the set returned to its usual noisy state.

Jiang Feng let go of An Ke's earphones and then tidied her hair, which had been messed up by the earphones.

"See?"

"It's not difficult."

He chuckled softly.

Anke took a deep breath and gave a haughty snort:

"That's because I'm a good actor!"

"I'm from Zhejiang University of Media and Communications!"

Jiang Feng looked at her, his tone leisurely:

"Is it really just good acting?"

Anke's eyes darted around:

"You know what, the noise cancellation on these headphones is really good."

In the distance, Director GG watched the replay and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

The natural, effortless chemistry between these two is sure to make this team a hit during the Valentine's Day season.