Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 409 I'm willing to fight the whole world for you

At eight o'clock in the morning, a black Alphard van was driving smoothly on the road to the West Lake scenic spot.

This van was specially allocated to An Ke by An Mingzhao; Jiang Feng and Zhang Jindong were essentially hitching a ride. The interior was extremely quiet.

Zhang Jindong was talking in hushed tones to a capable young woman in her late twenties sitting next to An Ke. She was An Mingzhao's assistant assigned to An Ke on set. The two of them were furrowing their brows as they analyzed the online public opinion and fan trends.

Anke's makeup and styling today are very clean, with a light-colored knitted cardigan and long hair naturally falling to her shoulders. Unlike the bright and sharp look in the B&O GG outfit yesterday, it fits the tone of this travel micro-movie from Feizhu better.

Bright, relaxed.

It's like a gentle breeze that just happened to brush across West Lake in spring.

Although Zhang Jindong and his assistant were speaking in hushed tones, the situation was clearly not optimistic. Judging from the check-in posts in the supertopic, the filming location had been leaked, and seven or eight extreme fans had already arrived early with signs.

Anke listened to these words without panicking too much.

She simply turned her head and glanced at Jiang Feng sitting next to her.

Jiang Feng leaned back in his seat, his black windbreaker zipped up to his collarbone, his expression indifferent.

Seeing his appearance, An Ke felt inexplicably calmed down.

With Jiang Feng sitting beside her, even if there were thousands of troops or mountains of knives and seas of fire outside, she felt incredibly secure as long as this man was there.

However, when Zhang Jindong lowered his voice and mentioned that Fang Ningxue was still dealing with public opinion at four in the morning and then forced herself to get up at seven in the morning to keep an eye on Feizhu's movements, An Ke's heart couldn't help but ripple.

Fang Ningxue's aloof and rational face came to mind.

That girl, the same age as him, had neither the dazzling spotlight nor the privileged family background to back her up. Yet, in the cold night when everyone else was fast asleep, she fought like a tireless warrior, guarding the rear for Jiang Feng and shielding him from all the hidden attacks.

An Ke lowered her eyes slightly, lost in thought. She asked herself: If it were her, could she have done the same? If she didn't rely on her family background or her aunt's connections, would she really be a better fit to stand beside Jiang Feng than Fang Ningxue?

Just as she was lost in a brief moment of self-doubt, a warm, large hand reached out and gently squeezed the back of her hand.

An Ke was startled, looked up, and met Jiang Feng's deep and calm eyes.

Jiang Feng didn't speak, but that small gesture instantly dispelled the gloom in her heart.

The van drove all the way to the location where the filming took place.

Feizhu's first outdoor shoot today was filmed in a vibrant neighborhood in Hangzhou, featuring cobblestone streets, old walls, teahouses, camphor trees at the alley entrance, and a glimpse of water in the distance.

It was originally an extremely beautiful location, perfect for shooting short films.

But before the car even got close, Zhang Jindong's face darkened.

A large crowd has already gathered at the scene.

It wasn't the seven or eight people mentioned in the supertopic, but a dozen or twenty people, crowding together outside the temporary cordon, holding up their phones and standing ready.

You can even see quite a few people rushing here.

There are genuine fans here, as well as some malicious trolls mixed in to stir up trouble.

However, the vast majority of fans were irrational.

Once fan culture takes hold, people lose all ability to think critically.

Many fans who claim to "love Jiang Feng" and "do good for Jiang Feng" are not actually following a star. What they want is a personal item that perfectly matches their fantasies.

This is a pathological desire for control and possession.

The van slowly came to a stop.

The moment Jiang Feng pushed open the car door and stepped out, an uncontrollable commotion and the sound of camera shutters erupted at the scene.

Immediately afterwards, when Anke got out of the car, the noise from the crowd became noticeably sharper and louder.

All sorts of malicious and foul language crossed the warning line and came crashing down without restraint.

Get lost, you shameless bitch!

[So, the young lady is paying for a paid romance?!]

Stay away from our river breeze!

Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. He stopped, turned around, and strode towards the group of people who were spouting nonsense, ready to confront them on the spot.

Just then, a cool hand gripped his wrist tightly.

It's an encore.

Jiang Feng turned around and met An Ke's eyes.

An Ke shook his head.

"Ignore them." An Ke grabbed Jiang Feng's arm, then gave a proud smile and said in a low voice.

"It's not worth delaying the schedule for these people. Let's go get to work and annoy them."

Jiang Feng looked at the determination in her eyes, and the fierceness in his eyes faded slightly.

He pulled Anke to his side, using his tall frame to block the view from the outside, and protected her as she walked into the film set.

The noise from the mosquitoes and flies grew louder.

Filming began quickly.

The actual director in charge of filming is surnamed Chen, not the executive director who spoke with Zhang Jindong on the phone last night.

Director Chen is clearly much more professional.

He was initially somewhat reserved about Jiang Feng.

After all, being a popular game streamer is different from actually performing on camera.

But when the first scene started filming, Director Chen's gaze towards Jiang Feng changed instantly.

In the video, Jiang Feng walks down an old street in Hangzhou, his profile illuminated by the morning light, making him appear impossibly clean. An Ke runs over from the other side of the street, holding a form, pretending to bump into him on their shared journey.

There are hardly any lines in this scene.

It all comes down to the interplay of eye contact and micro-expressions.

Jiang Feng didn't put any effort into "acting".

When he turned his head slightly and his gaze fell on An Ke, his expression changed from indifference to slight surprise, and then a very faint, very charming smile appeared in his eyes.

The transitions between layers are extremely subtle, yet eerily natural.

Anke perfectly handled this role.

Faced with that captivating gaze, the heart-fluttering reaction needs no acting.

In the video, the two people's gazes are clean yet ambiguous, like a journey that already has a story before it even begins.

Director Chen stared at the monitor and couldn't help but whisper:

"This kid has a good sense of the camera."

The executive director standing next to him chuckled, "Is that so?"

He verbally agreed, but cold sweat was already pouring down his forehead.

Because the number of people outside the cordon is increasing exponentially at an out-of-control rate!

At first, we could control the situation with a dozen or so, then dozens, and now there are probably more than a hundred, I can't even count them!

The protests at the scene grew increasingly chaotic and louder, completely drowning out the film crew's sound recording equipment.

Stop filming!

[No binding!]

Jiang Feng, wake up! Don't be fooled by this capitalist woman!

[Stay away from him, Anke!]

[Where is the studio? Come out and explain!]

Some people even started shouting:

[Jiang Feng, are you in a relationship?!]

[Dating during your career's upward trajectory? Do you think you're doing justice to all the hard work we put into compiling this data?!]

Director Chen's face darkened.

This is not just ordinary onlookers.

This is an organized emotional shock.

The executive director finally panicked and started ordering the production crew to add more security lines and to contact security at the last minute.

But it was too late.

Once people gather together, their emotions become contagious.

Especially since there's another scene later on.

According to the script, Jiang Feng and An Ke were to complete a long interactive shot, almost like a "duet," in a small courtyard by the water at the end of the old street.

It wasn't a formal dance; it was more like a half-joking, half-ambiguous physical contact during a journey.

An Ke deliberately took the wrong step, and Jiang Feng reached out to support her waist, resulting in a brief, very close embrace between them.

The camera will slowly rotate 360 ​​degrees around the two people, and finally cut the shot to the surface of West Lake and the distant lights.

This scene is the absolute emotional core of the entire short film. It's also the most emotionally charged and ambiguous part.

If the "fans" outside saw this, wouldn't there be a riot?

Director Chen glanced at the crowd outside, then at Jiang Feng.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling somewhat flustered.

He walked up to Jiang Feng and said in a low voice:

"Teacher Jiang, the following scenes are the climax, requiring you and An Ke to hug closely, and there's even a waltz dance together. The fans outside are already ecstatic; if we actually film that, I'm afraid things will explode today. How about... we leave for today? And film it in the studio with a green screen another day?"

The executive director immediately chimed in, his arrogance from the phone call completely gone.

"Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Jiang, filming this scene now is too risky! Those people outside are getting out of control. If we were to hug and dance in front of them, it would probably cause a riot!"

Zhang Jindong stood to the side, his brows furrowed as he looked at Jiang Feng. He, of course, wanted to prioritize the safety of the film set and Jiang Feng's personal safety.

"We will not withdraw."

Jiang Feng refused without hesitation. He turned his head and looked at An Ke, who was standing under the light.

An Ke, who was used to being pampered and welcomed, had never seen such a scene of public outrage. Hearing the extremely aggressive insults outside, her face turned pale, and her fingers nervously twisted the hem of her skirt.

Jiang Feng strode up to An Ke, his tall figure blocking the malicious gazes from the outside.

"Are you nervous?" Jiang Feng looked down at her.

Anke bit her lip and nodded gently.

Jiang Feng suddenly chuckled, a laugh that sounded particularly unrestrained and relaxed in the noisy film set.

"Have you seen 'A Chinese Odyssey'?" he asked.

An Ke was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.

Jiang Feng leaned down slightly, close to her ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"They're a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Who are those demons and monsters out there to object?"

Do you remember this line?

Anke burst out laughing, her tense shoulders instantly relaxing, and the tears that had welled up in her eyes due to nervousness turning into a bright smile.

Jiang Feng reached out and, with utmost gentlemanly grace, supported her waist, his deep eyes fixed intently on her.

"Your fans are against me."

"My fans oppose you."

"But even if everyone objects, so what?"

"As long as it's consensual."

"I would fight the whole world for you."

I would fight the whole world for you.

Anke's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes changed completely.

She took a deep breath, placed her hand on Jiang Feng's shoulder, and proudly raised her chin:

"Who's afraid of who? Come on!"

The music started. Under the gaze of nearly a hundred pairs of hostile and crazed eyes, and amidst countless close-up shots, the scene unfolded.

Jiang Feng and An Ke completely ignored all the noise from the outside world.

They embraced, twirled, and exchanged loving glances, taking ambiguity and beauty to the extreme.

It was a kind of romance that was both provocative and extremely exhilarating.