Chapter 642 - 329: Cheng’s Swordsmanship Skill?

Chapter 642: Chapter 329: Cheng’s Swordsmanship Skill?

He always had a soft spot for a girl’s first time and would dote on her a little more. He’d agree to any requests that weren’t too unreasonable.

"Boss, you’re the best," Sister Tian said immediately.

Chen Jincheng smiled. ’Sometimes, girls are so easy to please.’ All he did was agree to go to the set with her, and she was already this happy.

As the sole investor, when Chen Jincheng asked for the script, it was sent over right away.

After giving the script to the young woman, he returned to the company. The moment he stepped into his office, he saw Ximeng, dressed in a sexy secretary outfit with long, black-stocking-clad legs, organizing his files.

During the days he hadn’t been at Second-Life Star, she had been spending her time in the secretary’s clothing workshop upstairs.

The last line of secretary outfits she promoted had sold exceptionally well, earning her a fair bit of money and fame. This only made the young woman more motivated.

"Boss!" The moment she saw him, she happily jumped on him, wrapping her long legs straight around his waist.

"We’re at the office. Behave yourself," Chen Jincheng reminded her.

"No way. I haven’t seen you in so long, Boss. I missed you!" the girl confessed, her voice full of coquettish charm.

"If you want to get under my desk that badly, fine. I’ve still got some pent-up frustration from last night," Chen Jincheng said irritably.

It was true. It had been Sister Tian’s first time, so he’d had to hold back. For a normal person, that might be fine, but it was another story for him.

With his constitution, holding back was truly agonizing.

So, in a way, his little secretary Ximeng had delivered herself right to his doorstep.

Ximeng gave him a coy look before obediently ducking under the desk.

Chen Jincheng, acting as if nothing was amiss, sat down in his executive chair and began to sort through the day’s documents.

However, the occasional twitch of his eyebrow betrayed the fact that he was definitely enjoying himself.

...

Some time later, just as Ximeng was wiping her mouth with a tissue, Chen Jincheng received a call. It was from Lin Chulan, the owner of the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion. After their previous discussion about a video of the sword delivery, the man had promised to bring the sword over right away.

"Mr. Chen, I’ve brought the sword. We’re in the lobby of the Jinmao Building, but security won’t let us up," Lin Chulan’s voice came through the phone.

"Got it. I’m on my way down," Chen Jincheng replied. After hanging up, he found Sister Hong and gave her instructions. "The sword from Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion is here. Get everyone from the company who wants to ride this wave of popularity over here. It’s time to start hyping up the Hanfu Day event."

After giving Sister Hong her orders, he also called Yijin, who was downstairs, and told him to head to the lobby.

In the influencer industry, it’s all about generating buzz. When there’s a hot topic, you have to let your own people get in on the action, and that includes the clip channels.

With all the buzz surrounding him, it was only natural to let his own people go wild with it. All of this could be monetized for profit.

As they rode the wave, they also helped build up more buzz for the event—it was a symbiotic relationship.

Many of Second-Life Star’s artists got the news and rushed over from nearby. Some of the girls who were already at the company during the day came right out, pointing their livestream cameras directly at Chen Jincheng as he exited his office.

Opportunities to openly film the boss like this were rare.

And because their boss, Chen Jincheng, was on camera, the viewer counts in their livestreams skyrocketed.

Naturally, Ximeng started her own stream immediately.

She had a flexible streaming schedule. Thanks to her position as his secretary, she could often film her boss, Chen Jincheng. Because of this, her channel already had a substantial audience, often breaking ten thousand concurrent viewers in the past.

Now that her boss, Chen Jincheng, had become the top dog on Tiao Yin, even more viewers flooded her stream. The number climbed rapidly, and by the time her boss reached the lobby, she had already broken 10,000 concurrent viewers. At this rate, hitting over 20,000 would be easy.

The boss was incredibly popular right now.

When Lin Chulan saw Chen Jincheng coming down, he immediately went to greet him. He noted the large entourage from Second-Life Star surrounding him, all with their phones out and filming. The scene was quite impressive.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he had his own people take out their phones and start filming as well.

’If you don’t ride this wave of popularity now, when will you?’

"Mr. Chen, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you." Lin Chulan shook Chen Jincheng’s hand, his face full of enthusiasm. Whether or not the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion could take off depended on this wave of publicity.

"The pleasure is all mine, Boss Lin," Chen Jincheng said with a smile.

Lin Chulan immediately took a box from one of his staff members and opened it. Inside lay the Ink Feather Longquan sword.

Yijin and the other Second-Life Star artists all knew that the Longquan Divine Sword Pavilion was gifting a sword; this was clearly it.

One after another, they started filming the sword. The gifting had already become a hot topic, so filming this would definitely attract a lot of traffic.

"Mr. Chen, this is the Ink Feather. Please, give it a try," Lin Chulan said, presenting it to Chen Jincheng.

He said this, but inwardly, he didn’t have high expectations that Chen Jincheng could do anything impressive with it.

After all, not just anyone could handle a sword. Making videos was one thing, but actual swordsmanship was another.

Hearing this, Chen Jincheng ran his palm over the sword, then with a flick of his wrist, the blade leaped straight into his hand.

He casually executed a few flourishes, testing the sword’s weight. It was just about right.

But his flourishes were so smooth and fluid that they left Lin Chulan and his men dumbfounded.

The girls from Second-Life Star were especially amazed. ’The boss’s flourishes are so beautiful!’

Likewise, the viewers in their livestreams were also stunned, amazed by Chen Jincheng’s casual yet masterful display.

You had to understand, most of today’s pretty-boy actors couldn’t even manage a simple flourish like that, often claiming it was too difficult.

Yet here was Chen Jincheng, an influencer, doing it effortlessly. The difference in skill was immense.

Lin Chulan couldn’t help but applaud. "Mr. Chen, I know many people who practice with swords, but you’re the first I’ve seen who can perform such beautiful flourishes."

"You’re too kind, Boss Lin. I was just messing around," Chen Jincheng said casually. ’It really is simple, though. I just watched a video a few times and picked it up easily.’

But Lin Chulan quickly shook his head. "No, it only seems simple to you, Mr. Chen. Don’t forget that drama where the male lead, playing a Swordsman, couldn’t even do a flourish and had to rely on special effects. The new motto seems to be, ’As long as I’m not embarrassed, the audience is the one who should be.’"

The viewers in the Second-Life Star livestreams heard this and immediately knew who he was talking about. And wasn’t it true? Relying on special effects for a simple flourish—how could anyone watch that and not feel second-hand embarrassment? How did he even have the nerve to act in a historical drama?

Meanwhile, Chen Jincheng performed another series of sword movements. They were all incredibly stylish and beautifully executed. If this were filmed for a video or a movie, it would definitely enhance the visual appeal.

Lin Chulan couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Chen, have you trained in this before?"

Chen Jincheng smiled and nodded. "For a few days."

Lin Chulan laughed. "So you’re an expert! I wonder if you might be willing to perform a full routine for us, Mr. Chen? Of course, I know it’s a bit of a presumptuous request."

"I can do that. But first, give me some space," Chen Jincheng agreed without hesitation.

’All the Second-Life Star artists are streaming, and they must have a ton of viewers by now. I should put on a little show for them. I might as well perform that Sword Dance left behind by the Yu Sword Saint.’

When the livestream viewers heard him, they all grew excited. His die-hard fans, however, were completely surprised. The comments in Ximeng’s stream flew across the screen:

"Since when does Cheng know swordsmanship?"

"Who knows? I’ve been a fan forever and I’ve never seen him handle a sword."

"Do you even have to ask? Cheng must have been practicing in secret just so he could openly blow our minds like this."

"..."

At that moment, Lin Hao was also watching Ximeng’s livestream, having stumbled upon it by chance.

He saw the few flourishes Lao Cheng had just performed, which left him completely astonished.

But he’d known Lao Cheng for so long, and this was the first time he’d ever known him to be skilled with a sword.

It really made him curious.

Just then, he saw Lao Cheng walk, sword in hand, into the open space the crowd had cleared for him.