Nine Sketches Teahouse.
Second floor, private room.
Mu Yang was brewing tea.
The blue-haired beauty was playing with her own curls.
Charlotte was fiddling with her camera, trying to find the right angle to photograph Mu Yang.
But no matter how she adjusted it, she wasn't satisfied.
It always felt like the next shot would be better.
Lan Yan and Gaming, the two children, sat upright with proper posture.
They looked very well-behaved.
In reality, their minds were occupied with different thoughts.
Gaming secretly memorized Mu Yang's steps and techniques.
He wanted to know exactly at which step the gap between them began.
Why did drinking Mu Yang's tea produce so many unexpected effects?
Lan Yan was different. Compared to Mu Yang, she paid more attention to Lingyuan.
The little girl had loved running into the mountains since she was small, and Lingyuan had helped her several times while passing by.
That was why she kept calling her "Sister Lingyuan, Sister Lingyuan."
Perhaps because they were both blue-themed, they found it easier to get close.
In truth, Mu Yang had also helped her.
However, what she saw more of was Mu Yang hunting magical beasts...
That merciless appearance made one's scalp tingle just watching.
The rest of the time was spent tasting tea, with Mu Yang explaining the rules and etiquette to Charlotte.
"Chenyu Vale's famous tea — Wandering Rhyme Single Bush. Use high-temperature infusion. After briefly steeping in boiling water, it can be brewed..."
"It should be paired with small teapots and teacups..."
The twists and turns of the details made Charlotte's head spin.
As a working citizen of Fontaine and a journalist at that, Charlotte rarely had time for such a refined activity as tea tasting.
Sometimes she would wake up early for a stakeout and finish with just a piece of bread and a cup of coffee.
When busy, she would almost always eat squatting by the roadside.
Asking her to calm down and remember all these things was something she couldn't accept right away.
Fortunately, Mu Yang had enough patience.
Charlotte had thought the blue-haired beauty would be the most impatient.
Unexpectedly, Lingyuan was attentive and thorough throughout the entire process.
This greatly surprised Charlotte.
After the tea tasting ended, Mu Yang took everyone to a restaurant.
The establishment wasn't large, but the food tasted good and the prices were affordable.
At this point, Mu Yang stopped explaining himself.
He left it to Gaming.
Gaming was warm and hospitable — that was simply how escort guards operated.
He was well-versed in this and, despite his young age, could take care of everyone's mood and taste preferences.
In short, Charlotte was very satisfied with the meal.
After eating and drinking her fill, she returned to the room Mu Yang had arranged for her to rest.
After experiencing this full set of services, Charlotte truly felt the "goodness" of Yilong Wharf.
But as a journalist, she couldn't limit herself to just that.
Tonight, she still had to act alone.
Last time she came to investigate, she hadn't enjoyed any services. This time someone was footing the bill, so she had to consume properly — she couldn't miss out on any eating, drinking, or entertainment.
Charlotte sorted through the photos of Monsieur Verite while looking at Lingyuan's picture.
"She feels really familiar. Have I seen her before?"
"Never mind, maybe it was just a quick glance."
On Mu Yang's side, after Charlotte left.
He finally asked, "What's wrong? You look unhappy. Don't like Charlotte?"
"I remember she didn't disturb you much last time either."
Gaming turned into a boy seeking credit.
Last time with the tea leaves matter, it was he who had sent Charlotte away.
Lingyuan expressed that she wasn't good at dealing with Charlotte.
She was worried she would be tricked into revealing information.
"So that's how it is." Mu Yang understood.
He said it wasn't a big deal. Charlotte also knew clearly who could be asked questions and who needed to be weighed first before asking.
After working as a journalist for many years, she still had that level of discernment.
The group took a stroll and arrived beside a small pavilion.
Mu Yang was curious how the three of them had come together.
This combination was really too strange no matter how one looked at it.
Especially Gaming. He was so busy with escort duties and training, yet he could still play together with two children from the mountains?
"Escort work isn't that busy anymore. I have more time now to practice beast dance drama. It's just that Lan Yan and I took on a job..."
The two told Mu Yang about their plan to participate in the Thousand Spirits Film Festival.
"Not bad. Do you have any ideas yet?"
Lan Yan took out her Kamera and handed several photo prints to Mu Yang.
Mu Yang picked up the prints and praised Lan Yan's shooting angles.
Lan Yan took the opportunity to share her idea.
She said that while it was called a film festival, if they really wanted to make a movie with a plot, cramming so many elements together would end up looking bloated.
Her idea was that while showcasing Chenyu Vale's beautiful scenery, it would be best to also highlight local specialties.
For example, the beautiful view near Jademouth, with a bamboo raft passing by and the silhouette of a fisherman casting his net...
It had to be said, the concept was good.
It was much better than forced product placement; it just tested the two's imagination.
This time Mu Yang had no intention of taking action. The parents had already chosen to let go.
He wouldn't do anything extra.
He believed the two of them could complete this promotional video well.
Gaming and Lan Yan discussed and gestured in the pavilion for a long time. The prototype of the film already took shape.
Mu Yang took a look and found it quite good.
But children were still children after all.
The ginger is spicier when old.
A dragon needs the finishing touch to the eyes. In any case, it was just the last stroke.
Since he was helping, he might as well help.
Mu Yang picked up a brush and on the spot created two paintings.
He handed the paintings to Lan Yan and Gaming and asked, "Doesn't this have more impact than the previous plan? Wouldn't it leave a deeper impression?"
Their expressions already said everything.
Mu Yang's finishing touch was:
If you want to promote jade pendants, you can't just show the jade pendant itself. Even adding craftsmanship isn't memorable enough.
But if a jade pendant appears on the sword of the adeptus Shenhe when she strikes, choosing moves that showcase the jade pendant...
Wouldn't people remember it more clearly during promotion?
Similarly, when promoting immortal tea, you need a real adeptus — have Ganyu brew the tea...
The two suddenly realized. The problem was, how could they possibly invite these two?
Help us! Mr. Mu Yang!
Mu Yang wrote a letter for the two of them.
Shenhe's side had no issues at all.
Whether closing the shop or leaving it to the attendants to manage was fine.
Ganyu's procedures were a bit more complicated.
But given her personality, she probably hadn't used a single day of this year's vacation.
The two soon arrived at Chenyu Vale.
Originally Lan Yan's footage was already convincing enough.
Now with Shenhe and Ganyu assisting, even if Ye De wanted to lecture them, he wouldn't dare.
As for the Slowpoke (Ditto), Mu Yang wanted her to star in his own film.
So he didn't let her show her face here.
Across the Teyvat continent, everyone was busily preparing their own films.
Only one person seemed to have been forgotten.
Charlotte: This Yilong Wharf is really wonderful.
So fun, I love it. I'll come again next time!