His subordinates stared astonished at the incredible scene in front of them, and it took them a few seconds to finally react.
They rushed forward in a hurry and pulled the young man who was still waving his fists and feet off his boss.
Zuo Yan coughed twice and finally straightened up.
He looked very embarrassed, his originally straight suit was wrinkled and crumpled, the neckline was torn, the two top buttons were missing, and there were two blood marks on his neck.
Zuo Yan raised his hand and wiped the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, gasping for breath.
The young man struggled amid the pulling of the bodyguards, looking as if he wanted to rush over to continue the atrocity just now.
His strength was amazing, three to four people couldn’t stop him, almost everyone received a few punches and kicks, all of them were grimacing and crying in their hearts.
Zuo Yan straightened his torn collar, with a cold, hard expression and a very aggressive face, he exuded gloomy air, the ruthlessness oozing from his bones made people feel subconsciously terrified.
But those eyes, which had begun to turn slightly blue, destroyed the innate majesty of his body.
Zuo Yan walked to the young man who was firmly held by three or four people.
He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, “What’s your name?”
The young man who had just calmed down a little bit suddenly became manic again, and he kicked as soon as he lifted his foot. If Zuo Yan hadn’t dodged in time, he would have gotten a solid kick again.
“—My name? My name?”
His eyes were burning like fire:
“You ask me again and again, and next time you forget everything, and still want to get each other better? Know your ass!”
The subordinates’ eyes narrowed.
——Oh, it turns out that the boss’s peach blossom debt came to the door.
Zuo Yan: “…”
Would you believe me if I said this was the first time I saw this person?
Ge Xiu took a deep breath, and the alcohol that was suppressed by anger just now surged up again. After the strenuous exercise, it was sent to the whole body with an intense rush of blood.
He blinked slowly, and the expression on his face became dazed. When he got up, the whole person slipped downward with some instability.
Zuo Yan rubbed his temples with a headache, and instructed his subordinates, “Just open a room and put him in.”
Ge Xiu yawned.
He blinked a little sleepily, as if he wanted to stand up by his own strength, but he couldn’t hold up his head. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a dark blue shadow on his face.
The anger and aggression just now were replaced, and he actually looked quite obedient.
The steaming heat flushed his cheeks, spreading down the white neck to the depths of the collar, and even the two jade-white ears were pale pink.
Zuo Yan’s fingertips moved slightly.
The subordinates supported Ge Xiu and turned to leave, but before he took a few steps, he was stopped by the man’s calm voice: “Wait.”
Zuo Yan changed his mind and walked over: “I’ll go and send him.”
The subordinates exchanged a knowing look —
Zuo Yan: “…”
He glanced coldly at these bold subordinates, and after they lowered their head in silence, he picked up the drunk young man from their hands, and walked forward half-supporting and half-holding him.
Before taking a few steps, a subordinate’s cautious voice came from behind:
“Um… sir, do you need to make an appointment with a psychiatrist? If you have suicidal tendencies…”
Zuo Yan’s back stiffened, his voice was as cold as ever, but had a feeling of inexplicably gnashing his teeth:
Although the young man was tall and had long legs, he was very light. Zuo Yan had been watching him in case he had to prevent him from violently rising again, but he was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep along the way. If it wasn’t for the fact his legs were still moving stumblingly as he moved forward, he would have thought the other party passed out.
This place itself was his property, and it was no problem to find a room at will.
But when Zuo Yan stopped, he realized later that he actually brought the other to the door of his exclusive suite.
It was too late to ask someone to deliver a new room card.
Zuo Yan hesitated for a second and then gave up the idea, taking the person directly to the room.
The young man was thrown onto the bed.
His body bounced slightly on the soft mattress, and his long hands and long feet spread out evenly, making his shoulders seem broader and waist thinner, showing a superior figure.
Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn’t know what he was fascinated by, but it was unbelievable that he personally sent him into his own exclusive suite.
But… he didn’t know why, this one seemed a little familiar?
Zuo Yan stood by the window with a deep and unpredictable expression, looking down at the strange young man lying on the bed.
He was wearing a close-fitting thin shirt with a large neckline, and he could see the clear lines of exposed part of his chest and collarbone. His waistline was clearly outlined, and his trousers were pulled very low, hanging loosely on his protruding waist bones, revealing half of his thin white waist with a slight movement.
It looked both pure and lustful, giving a feeling of deliberate show-off.
The young man’s eyes were closed peacefully, his lips that were dyed bright red were slightly opened, and the faint fruity aroma of the refreshing wine spread in the closed space with his each breath. His cheeks were still covered in blush, making them seem hot and delicate in the light, and they were covered with a light layer of fluff, reflecting a brilliant pale gold under the light.
His facial features were indeed familiar.
Zuo Yan was slightly startled, and the news he had seen on the entertainment news section a few days ago flashed across his mind.
It seemed to be a little star named Lu Nan.
Covered with black history, seems to be owing a large amount of debt, and the whole network was hurling abuse at him, leaving him with nowhere to go.
The reason why he was walking alone in the corridor tonight and smelled of alcohol didn’t have to be thought further.
Zuo Yan frowned quietly.
A strange irritability surged in his heart, making him unable to restrain a tyrannical desire for destruction, as if only in this way could he vent the anger trapped in his body.
At this moment, the young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.
His eyelids were half-open, and the long and dense eyelashes covered the black and translucent pupils, and there was reflection of light on water in his eyes, as if scattered starlight fell to the bottom of his eyes, and with the blink of an eye, a ray of light overflowed.
Zuo Yan’s heart moved.
The irritability from just now miraculously vanished.
He bent down and asked in a gentle voice that he didn’t even realize he used: “What do you need?”
Ge Xiu blinked slowly, and the next second, he rolled over to the side of the window, and started vomiting violently:
Zuo Yan: “…”
He stared at his soiled pants and shoes with a complicated expression.
——So what was he fascinated by?
When Ge Xiu woke up, all he felt was a splitting headache.
The dazzling sunlight penetrated through the half-closed curtains, causing his eyes to hurt, and his temples throbbed suddenly, as if a few sledgehammers were hitting his nerves with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Ge Xiu groaned uncomfortably and slowly rolled up from the bed.
In front of him was an extremely luxurious suite, clean and tidy, with no one else there except for him.
Ge Xiu raised his hand to his forehead, trying to remember what he had done last night.
He remembered… he had drank a glass of wine according to the task prompt, broke the idiot’s fingers, and came to the corridor…
and…then…what did he do?
Ge Xiu vaguely remembered… he seemed to… have hit someone?
But the specific content seemed to have been stuck somewhere in his mind, no matter how much he thought about it, he just couldn’t remember it.
With a low curse, he fell back on the bed again.
Ge Xiu knew that he was a little violent when he was muddleheaded, but he probably didn’t lose control of his body last night. Otherwise, he most likely wouldn’t have beaten one or two people, but still didn’t remember anything… Was it because you he had different reactions to different wines?
He raised his hand and pressed his aching forehead.
The moment he raised his hand, the phone in his pocket fell out, and the screen above lit up.
Ge Xiu remembered that he answered a phone call last night.
He picked up the phone and flipped through the information left over on it. Basically, it all came from a man named Zhao Chengzhe. According to the original owner’s memory, it should be his agent…
Ge Xiu spent two seconds sorting it out and checking new words that popped up in his head.
From celebrities, artists, agents, brokerage companies, to hot searches, Weibo… Basically, they all were new areas that he has never been in contact with.
According to the electronic products he has been exposed to until now, the level of technology in this world may not be too high.
After simply defining the current world, Ge Xiu continued to read the dense information in front of him. His eyes automatically filtered out the insults and threats of the foul language, and then focused on the top agenda reminder.
…to start up a group?
At this moment, the familiar electronic voice sounded in his ears again:
“Convict No. 7098 please accept the second task in this world: complete the first scene of filming.”
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows calmly – the second task?
He glanced at the time above, and there was still half an hour before the audition began. However, according to the original owner’s memory, the above address was more than 20 minutes away from here.
Ge Xiu stood up and walked out quickly.
The door was closed, and the luxurious suite became empty again.
He was still wearing yesterday’s wrinkled unruly clothes, his hair was a little messy, and there were wounds and bruises from yesterday’s pulling and fighting on his face and neck.
In the bushes outside the gate, the lens of the flash lit up discreetly, flashing from the sunlight reflecting on a reflective material.
Ge Xiu hurried out of the gate, raised his hand to stop the car in the way he remembered, and bent over to get in.
Under the temptation of doubled price, the driver arrived at the studio in less than 20 minutes at a fast speed.
There was a lot of people on the set, and in the studio countless group performers wearing various costumes and staff pushing large photographic equipment ran around.
Ge Xiu quickly walked into the studio.
The structure inside was complex and shabby. After a long time of pushing and squeezing, he finally found the location of the original drama in the corner of the film and television city.
It looks shabby and rudimentary, and it occupied less than half the area of other crews.
Just as Ge Xiu came over, he was grabbed by someone who seemed to be a staff member:
“When did you come? Hurry up, go and change your clothes!”
It was a low-quality web drama with a low production cost. The plot was cliché and full of dog blood, and the character Lu Nan was supposed to play was the third male lead, a spare tire with a warm and jade-like character, which was simply a cliché among clichés.
After changing into the low-quality costume, the makeup artist roughly smeared powder on his face, and Ge Xiu was immediately pushed to the front of the stage.
Under the bright lights and the camera, Ge Xiu’s face was stiff.
….How was he supposed to know how to act!
After he uttered the first line dryly, the director shouted “CUT!”
He stared at Ge Xiu in disbelief and asked, “Just say the lines when you say the lines, what are you looking at the camera for?”
Ge Xiu: “…It’s always moving.”
“…” The director took a deep breath: “It’s the camera! Of course it moves! Don’t you understand that actors can’t look at the camera when they’re acting?”
Ge Xiu nodded sincerely: “Understood.”
Less than a minute later, the second “CUT!” sounded without any suspense.
The director collapsed a little inside: “I told you to not look at the camera, not to turn your back to the camera! You are an actor! At least show your face!”
The author has something to say:
Ge Xiu, a quick transmigration protagonist who can’t act
Bamboo has something to say:
ML this arc has already been beaten up, vomited on, used unfairly as a free hotel pass and the list is getting longer… Pfff, this arc’s ML is really too pitiful. Do remind me if there are words whose meaning don’t understand, I used to read lots of entertainment industry so I take these terms as obvious while they might not be to everyone!
(translated this ^ listening to Mushishi soundtrack. recommended)