As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Dancing for You in the Late Evening

Two large packages arrived at home, and Chu Mingcheng carried the parcels into his tool room, placing them on the ground.

The tool room was now empty and sealed without a single window.

Chu Mingcheng felt he should buy a small cabinet to put in the back, so he could place things like fishing and bait boxes on top.

His own hooks, lines, and float stoppers could also sit on the cabinet.

To the left side of the walls, he could build a fishing rod rack to store fishing rods, and on the right side, a spear gun rack for spear guns, with diving gear beneath.

With such a set-up, anyone walking in would know he was a seasoned Fishing Man, perfect!

After placing orders online, he unpacked the parcels and took out all the tools inside.

His parents had sent over the tackle box but the bait box was still at home. He’d left it in the trunk of his car; his parents probably hadn’t noticed.

No matter, when he bought his boat, he would need to prepare two or three insulated bait boxes anyway. He would just buy a small one to use temporarily tomorrow.

Chu Mingcheng sorted out all his fishing rods and then returned to the living room to flip through the books he had just received today.

But after a short while, he found it dull and tedious, so he simply practiced on the downloaded app on his phone instead.

Like studying for a driving test, he noted down the correct answers for questions he got wrong, then repeated them.

With reinforced memory, what he knew became natural.

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Who knew how much time had passed, but after going through the exercises at least three times, Jiang Luoluo came over again.

Dressed in conservative pajamas, fragrant and slightly moist, she must have just taken a shower before coming over, and she also carried a laptop in her arms.

She plopped down on the sofa and opened her laptop on her lap, saying, “Bring over the videos you shot; I’ll edit them for you first.”

“Once the editing is finished, you write the subtitle script, and then I’ll do the voice-over for you.”

“For the voice-over, how about we just use something from online so as not to trouble you too much,” said Chu Mingcheng as he handed over the memory card.

“No trouble at all, I have nothing to do after I finish my dance practice.”

“Now that you mention it, who edits your own videos when you shoot them?”

Chu Mingcheng was quite curious about this point.

“Mine is different, more professional editing is needed. Sister Mei is responsible for the cinematography and usually helps me with the editing. I only take care of choreography and dance; everything else is a collaboration.”

Indeed, producing dance videos was quite complicated, definitely not as simple as Chu Mingcheng’s work, and even background music involved copyright fees.

Jiang Luoluo’s fan base had just barely crossed two million, and without a company to manage her, she dared not hire too many people. She didn’t like management; thus, most behind-the-scenes work was done through collaboration.

Even the photographer Zhang Ruomei was only working part-time for her.

Most of her fans were first drawn in by her looks and then became fans of her professional dance and creative choreography, making them quite loyal.

The advantage of this was a high level of fan engagement; she would also take on some advertisements and endorsements and occasionally perform at business events, making enough money to live very comfortably in Xia City.

She learned to edit videos by observing and emulating Zhang Ruomei’s work.

Although she wasn’t as professional, editing Chu Mingcheng’s videos was a piece of cake for her.

After hearing this, Chu Mingcheng grew even more impressed with her; she was a treasure of a girl who couldn’t cook.

Jiang Luoluo had also opened the first video by now, which was an edit by Chu Mingcheng featuring small glimpses of a cat eating fish.

Upon seeing the clip of the cat, she suddenly slapped her thigh and exclaimed, “Ah! I would have completely forgotten about the kitty if not for this video! How has Little Mimi been doing lately, and when are you planning to bring it over?”

“Not until next year, then we’ll have a few more family members!” he replied.

“I’m kind of looking forward to it; Little Mimi should be due soon, shouldn’t she?”

“Should be, maybe I’ll call my mom to ask.”

“No, no, no, you better ask next time!” Jiang Luoluo quickly intervened.

Despite Chu Mingcheng being in town for just two days, the current mode of interaction was very comfortable for her.

If An Xiuwen caught her staying over at his place in the evening, it would inevitably lead to gossip and teasing; it might even disrupt their current stable pattern of interaction.

Since they hadn’t known each other for long, they needed to understand each other more and gradually become part of each other’s lives.

When Chu Mingcheng mentioned calling, he was actually just joking.

He was equally satisfied with the situation as it was and didn’t want his parents to press him incessantly.

With that topic over, they didn’t continue the conversation and each focused on what was at hand.

As time slipped by unnoticed, it reached ten o’clock, and Chu Mingcheng, tired from answering so many questions, decided to put on his Bluetooth headphones and listen to some music.

As he searched, he suddenly came across a song by Sa Shenxian and Zhou Shenxian in collaboration, that had been out for a long while – two years, in fact, but he had never heard it.

Song collaborations between these two deities were of great interest to Chu Mingcheng.

Just as he played the song, Zhou Shenxian’s chant began – what a killer opening move!

Soon, Chu Mingcheng found himself immersed in the music, a pity the track was so short, not even four minutes long.

When he finished listening and opened his eyes, he found Jiang Luoluo staring straight at him.

“Uhm, why are you looking at me like that?”

Jiang Luoluo spread her fair, delicate hands, “Where’s the other earphone? You didn’t even think to share the music with me?”

“Here, it just didn’t occur to me for a moment!” Chu Mingcheng quickly handed the other Bluetooth earphone to her.

“What song are you listening to?” asked Jiang Luoluo after putting on the earphone.

“It’s a song by Singer Sa and Singer Zhou called ‘Wandering Flower.’ Their duet is amazing, really gets you pumped up!”

“Really? Let me listen!” Jiang Luoluo reached out and tapped Chu Mingcheng’s phone, replaying the song.

With their eyes closed, both of them quietly appreciated the music.

After the song ended, Jiang Luoluo slowly opened her eyes, seemingly pondering something, Chu Mingcheng didn’t move a muscle, fearing he might disturb her.

After a little while, she came back to herself and smiled at him, “Want to see me dance?”

“Of course I do!” Chu Mingcheng nodded earnestly, who wouldn’t accept the offer to watch a beautiful woman dance late at night?

Even if it was a ghost, one would tearfully go watch!

“Let’s go to my dance studio, and you can help me record it later,” Jiang Luoluo evidently had an inspiration after listening to the song.

Chu Mingcheng quickly followed her, making sure to close the door of his own house along the way.

Exciting with the filming too!

Upon arriving at Jiang Luoluo’s house, he took the camera she handed him and walked into the dance studio; she went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Shortly after, Jiang Luoluo emerged in a pristine white dance gown, holding a paper umbrella and a tablet computer in her hands.

Barefoot… no, the very observant Chu Mingcheng noticed something seemed to be stuck to the soles of her feet.

Jiang Luoluo handed him the tablet, “Play the song when I’m ready.”

“OK!” Chu Mingcheng gestured with his hands, indicating he understood.

Jiang Luoluo stood in the center of the dance studio, opening her paper umbrella, and gestured an OK to him.

Chu Mingcheng pressed the play button, and the music began to emanate from the speakers in the dance studio.

It wasn’t very late yet, so it probably wouldn’t disturb the neighbors, plus if the dance studio was equipped with speakers, there would surely be soundproofing too.

Singer Sa’s voice began, “Ever…”

Jiang Luoluo immediately got into the zone, starting her dance.

Clad in white, holding the white umbrella, her expression was solemn and dignified.

As the music deepened, an image of a proud, solitary snow lotus on a mountain peak gradually took shape before Chu Mingcheng’s eyes.

She was born of nature, unrestricted and unbound, a blossom existing only in the wild.

All Chu Mingcheng could see was astonishment; was this Jiang Luoluo’s choreography level?

Being able to directly portray the intended meaning through dance, even he, an outsider, could understand.

Unfortunately, when the song reached about a third of the way through, Jiang Luoluo stopped as obviously, the choreography for an entire song couldn’t be figured out in just a short while.

“How was my dance?”

“Outrageously good!” Chu Mingcheng gave a thumbs up, “Your dance is meant to represent the unbound snow lotus of nature. It’s a pity there’s only a short segment, it was not enough to satisfy me.”

“Haha, you saw through it, that means this part was a success,” Jiang Luoluo laughed and sat down next to him, “Actually, this dance is tied together with the previous two dances, can you guess which ones?”

Chu Mingcheng had watched all of her dance videos. Hearing her say this, he suddenly thought of the two most popular songs, “Are ‘Joy’ and ‘Moment’? Are you working on a third life?”

Jiang Luoluo nodded, “Yeah, I hadn’t thought about it at first, but after listening to the song you introduced, I suddenly realized it could connect with the first two.”

Chu Mingcheng got her drift and chuckled, “The first life as a persecuted human, the second as a snake demon unable to resist fate, the third as a snow lotus goddess who gains freedom, sounds intriguing!”

Seeing that he fully understood, Jiang Luoluo suddenly felt a sense of kindred spirit, her spirits lifted, “Exactly, exactly! I need to think carefully about the choreography for this song. Give me the camera; let me see which movements need to be changed.”

Chu Mingcheng lightly tapped her head, “What time is it now? Go to sleep and get some rest; you need it. You’re not afraid of disturbing the peace with your late-night dancing?”

“My sound insulation is really good…” Jiang Luoluo, dissatisfied, covered the spot on her head where she had been tapped, about to retort, but when confronted with his undeniable gaze, she felt somewhat sheepish.

She slightly bowed her head and acquiesced, “Okay, okay, I get it, I’m going to bed now.”

“That’s more like it, getting enough rest is vital to perform better.” Chu Mingcheng smiled contentedly and gave her the camera.

“Then what about you night fishing until sunrise?”

“Uh…” Chu Mingcheng was startled. It seemed that he really had no position to advise others!

Seeing him like this, Jiang Luoluo burst into laughter, “Alright, alright, I’ll go to bed early, and you shouldn’t fish all night either. Health is the most important thing!”

“Alright, from now on I’ll just fish at night and not stay out until dawn!” Chu Mingcheng nodded; having advised others, he must follow his own counsel.