Xia Xichuan looked at the dejected Luo Yan Qian. Remembering what Shan Yatong had done before, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Luo Yanqian did not see Shan Yatong at all. When Yang Jun led him to Shan Yatong’s rest place, there was only one doctor. When he saw Yanqian, he asked, “How much of a fever do you have? I’ll prescribe medicine for you.”
He wasn’t sure if he had laughed at the time, but he was sure that Luo Yanqian had an ugly look on his face.
Luo Yanqian glanced at Xia Xichuan, who wanted to laugh but held it in. He was unwilling to admit defeat. He didn’t want to believe that he couldn’t find Shan Yatong!
Xia Xichuan quickly opened his umbrella and followed him.
“Why don’t you give up?” Yang Jun looked at Luo Yanqian’s back, shaking his head sympathetically. To disrupt Shan Yatong’s plan, it was like shooting himself in the foot.
The blade of the sword flashed in the light. The young man in white robes was kicked to the ground by the man in black, his body crashing into the tree trunk behind him. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Okay, cut!” Lin Yiqian frowned. “There’s something wrong with the angle of the fall. Do it again.”
Shan Yatong nodded. He wiped the mud off his face, and returned to his starting position, waiting for the director’s order.
“Start!”
Then he fell out again, hitting the trunk, and then falling off.
Lin Yiqian nodded. “Good performance this time.” He looked at the monitor and frowned again. “What’s wrong with the lighting? How can it be so bright if it’s night? This is outdoors! Do you understand – outdoors?” He looked at Shan Yatong. “Do it again.”
This kind of behaviour would make anyone think he was deliberately being difficult, but Shan Yatong knew better than anyone that this was just a quirk in Lin Yiqian’s quest for perfection. Although his face was pale, he nodded and continued to smile, returning to where he was originally standing again. He still looked elegant despite his pale face, and muddy and drenched white robes.
Luo Yanqian had never seen Shan Yatong at work before. He stood on the periphery, watching Shan Yatong hanging from wires, dropping to ground over and over again. He frowned. Wasn’t the director demanding for too much? Obviously, he performed very well each and every time. He wondered how much film he was wasting by re-shooting over and over like this.
“All right.” Lin Yiqian stood up and walked over to Shan Yatong, who could no longer stand up. He reached out to pull him up. “You have a lot of professionalism.”
“Thank you, Director Lin.” Shan Yatong’s smile was a little forced. Suddenly a coat was draped over him. He turned and saw Xiao Qishen’s smiling face.
“The temperature at night is relatively low. You should go back to the dressing room and change into dry clothes.” Xiao Qishen said with a natural smile, taking his hand back.
“Thank you Xiao-ge.” Shan Yatong did not refuse. Just as he was about to leave, he was held up by the shoulder. “You don’t look like you’re in good shape right now, let me help support you.”
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Shan Yatong looked at the hand on his shoulder. What did this man want to do?
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“You aren’t looking for Yatong anymore?” Xia Xichuan asked, surprised.
“Who's looking for him!” Luo Yanqian looked at the two people who were already out of sight. “Anyway, Xiao Qishen is there to support him. What am I worried about!”
The dressing room on the set was not very high-class, but it was well equipped. Shan Yatong changed out of his costume. When he opened the changing room door, Xiao Qishen was still standing outside waiting.
Handing him a cup of hot tea, Xiao Qishen was very satisfied to see Shan Yatong’s flash of surprise. “I’ll take you home. It’s very late now. There won’t be any scenes with you tomorrow, so you can have a good day’s rest.”
Shan Yatong did not refuse, and took the hot tea. He took a sip. “Thank you.” Xiao Qishen just didn’t know if he was thanking him for the tea, or for taking him home.
Only after leaving the set did he realise that Yang Jun had already gone home. It wasn’t necessary to think too hard about what was going on. He took a seat in the back of the car, and Xiao Qishen also sat down beside him.
It was only then he noticed he did not recognize the driver.
“It’s too late at night, and we’re both too tired to drive.” Xiao Qishen explained, noticing his confusion.
There were quite a lot of car accidents in the entertainment industry, and this was the kind of thing that naturally required people to pay attention to.
Shan Yatong nodded, understanding.
Then silence settled in the car, a somewhat stifling silence.
Xiao Qishen looked at the quiet profile of Shan Yatong. He suddenly spoke. “What are you thinking about?” He had thought he would see the other’s surprise, but was disappointed when he simply looked up at him. “What?”
“I said, what are you thinking about?” Xiao Qishen found that the young man’s eyes were very attractive. He had peach blossom eyes, and according to many TV shows, men with peach blossom eyes were actually the most ruthless.
“Nothing.” The young man smiled. “I’m just a little sleepy.”
Wordlessly, Shan Yatong closed his eyes. But his mind was still wide awake. The sound of a text message rang out on his phone. He flipped it open, quickly scanned it, and then closed it with a faint smile.
“What’s the good news?” Xiao Qishen couldn’t think of anything good that could come out of Shan Yatong’s current situation.
“En, I just heard from Yang Jun that the company has arranged a manager for me.” Shan Yatong replied with a smile.
“Do you know who it is?” Xiao Qishen was surprised that Tang Ruanqing would make this decision, choosing to not give up on Shan Yatong but rather to continue promoting him.
“I don’t know.” said Shan Yatong, playing with his phone. “Maybe I’ll find out soon.” He looked out of the window, and there was nothing outside except the dim streetlights.
Xiao Qishen stopped and dropped Shan Yatong off a short distance away from his neighborhood. “Be careful on the road.”
“Thank you, Xiao-ge. Sorry for troubling you today.” Shan Yatong smiled at him.
Xiao Qizhen really knew the ways of the entertainment industry. At this time, if he really sent him straight to his home, he didn’t know how many news reporters would be lurking around corners waiting to take photos. Tomorrow’s report would’ve been even more exciting.
When he got home, he turned on his computer and checked his email inbox. He smiled as he forwarded an email. He had always felt that newcomers in this circle wouldn’t know what the entertainment industry was like without any lessons, and not everyone was suitable for this circle.
His mobile phone rang again. Checking the caller ID, he answered it. “Yang Jun?”
“I forgot to tell you that Luo Yanqian would be coming to see you at the studio today. Did you see him?”
Shan Yatong frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed. “No, maybe he went back first.” He put his phone on the head table, and soon forgot about it. He opened the entertainment news website which spilled all the details about himself. After two or three pages, he didn’t have the desire to continue reading. He shut his computer off, and took a bath before going to bed. Tomorrow will be an exciting day.
In the morning, a video taken of the Sky Boy’s in private began to circulate the internet.
A thin boy was standing in the office area, scolded by another boy pointing to his nose. The sadness in the first boy’s eyes was surprisingly heartbreaking.
Netizens were angry. What did it mean? It showed that Shan Yatong was frequently bullied.
It didn’t take long for the video to go viral. Then there were new videos spreading about the duo’s disbandment, and how Yuan Wen was rude, violent, and unrefined in private.
Some experts determined that the pictures and videos circulating were not forgeries. The person spreading the videos and pictures said that they were just an insider who was familiar with the situation, that it was common to see Yuan Wen bullying Shan Yatong. Even so, they did not expect to speak up about such a hard to believe situation after Shan Yatong was asked to participate in such a famous director’s project.
‘Envy’ was the insider’s theory.
This insider didn’t purposely try to evoke sympathy, but their dry narrative tone was even more persuasive to netizens. For a while, it set off another frenzy on the internet.
How powerful was the internet? How powerful was the theory of envy?
In just half a day, the public’s opinions on Shan Yatong were no longer all criticism. The topic of media reports was instead: Why did Yuan Wen hurt his former bandmate?
At first, some netizens spread the video of Shan Yatong’s performance on TV, and then praised it as a classic so difficult that it was comparable to Emperor Jing.
Yuan Wen’s remarks were questioned by many people. He had put forward all these so-called truths. What did these videos indicate now?
When the media saw that they had something to dig, they showed their prowess. All kinds of speculations poured in. For a while, all kinds of reports about revealing information about the Sky Boys emerged one after the other.
When Yang Jun excitedly opened the door of Shan Yatong’s home with a spare key, he found one of the main protagonists from news reports was playing a game on the sofa.
He didn’t even look up when he came in.
“Now the media is singing a different tune.” Yang Jun said excitedly, sitting on the armchair.
“En.” The man sitting opposite him was obviously not in the right mindset. He continued to button mash, the little character on the screen jumping back and forth.
When Yang Jun saw what kind of game it was, he almost couldn’t breath. Well, it was a very classic game. It was a very popular super classic game when he was in primary school — Super Mario.
Before passing the third hurdle, the little character was killed by the turtle again. Shan Yatong put the controller down. “What did you just say?”
“I said the media is singing a different tune!” Yang Jun wanted to grind his teeth.
“Oh.” said Shan Yatong. “What’s so strange about that? One-sided public opinions are meaningless.”
Yang Jun looked at his strangely mature attitude. This young man seemed to see through the entertainment industry. With his winning look, it seemed, there would not be any regret following this kind of person.
Just then the doorbell rang.
“You go get the door.” Shan Yatong said, looking at the door.
He leaned back on the sofa. The person he was waiting for should appear.
Edited by Kyou
ooh! who is it?! his former bandmate?
thanks for the chapter! <3
Yatong is so cute playing Super Mario~ I can see it vividly!~
Thanks for the chapter<3
Super Mario is a classic ah~
Should be Yuan-guy ba
Thank you for the chapter!
Yuan Wen is here…
Super Mario!!! I play it too~
Thanks for the chapter~
Thanks for the chapter! 💕
Ahhhh he’s so much fun to read about lol he honestly is just living.
Thank you for the chapter!!