Did Assistant Xie Make the Trending Searches Today? - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Angry

After the bullet chat wailed and howled, the production team finally showed mercy and cut to the footage of Xie He-ting’s group.

On the screen:

The handsome young man stood quietly by the moon gate, dressed in a white long robe with an outer layer of ink-colored light gauze. His ink-black hair was tied high with a jade hairpin shaped like a green bamboo joint.

Beneath the sky, the twilight glow had faded, and specks of golden light fell upon his face, which was as white as porcelain. His delicate features seemed carved from ice and snow, illusory and surreal, like a banished immortal.

Just then, a breeze rose, making the emerald bamboo leaves behind him rustle softly. The dust-free white robe swayed gently with the clear wind, adding a dreamlike color to the scene.

As if noticing the camera was filming, his clear eyes swept over indifferently, and a gentle, reserved smile bloomed on his lips.

A graceful gentleman, like cutting and filing, like carving and polishing.

The bullet chat was stunned into silence by Xie He-ting’s appearance for over a minute. Everyone simultaneously stopped typing, as if afraid that the flying text would block Xie He-ting’s face.

It wasn’t until the camera swept over to Shi Jixing that the chat regained its activity.

Xie He-ting’s fans took the lead, striking first.

No, He-he, I knew you were good-looking. But, this good-looking! Quick, someone get me oxygen!

TMD (Damn it), I want to transmigrate into Shi Jixing’s body!

Hahahahaha, Shi Jixing is a goner; he’s been completely mesmerized by him.

Shi Jixing’s fans naturally couldn’t accept them talking about their “brother” this way, and spoke out in dissatisfaction: ??? Don’t exaggerate, okay? He’s just alright. With which eye did you see Little Xing being mesmerized?

Have you people never seen the world? Go get some good ‘food’ (look at better things)?

Shen Ji’s fans were eating melons while fishing in troubled waters. Seeing them sniping at Xie He-ting, they had also been dissatisfied for a long time due to Shen Ji’s obvious intimacy toward Xie He-ting.

The head of the fan club immediately sent out a notice in the fan group, telling everyone to go post.

An ID named “Xiao Lei Han Han” followed up: Certain people’s fans shouldn’t just praise with their eyes closed, okay? Fed up.

Spicy Pen Xiao Xin: The ID upstairs looks very familiar. A fan of Shen Ji, right? Don’t be sour; I even saw your ID on Weibo begging for high-def pictures of He-he.

“Xiao Lei Han Han” tried to save face: You must have seen wrong! There are many people with the same name! Don’t talk nonsense!

“Politely asking for pictures, can the treasure share the original? Email xxxxxxx@dd”—is this your comment? I’m the blogger who posted those pictures.

Having been exposed by “Spicy Pen Xiao Xin,” the ID’s face turned red, and they slowly retreated.

Although there were some discordant voices in the bullet chat, this was the entertainment industry—face is everything. Xie He-ting’s ancient costume appearance was simply too powerful. His stunning debut gained him a massive wave of casual fans.

I declare that from today on, I am a ‘face-dog’ (visual stan) for He-ting.

I still have to say, the last time an ancient costume stunned me this much was Mu Ying. The time before that was the Wall God. Damn, He, you should debut quickly; the children have been hungry for too long and really want some good ‘food.’

Certain XXX and XXX boast every day about being ‘heaven-chosen ancients.’ Can you look in the mirror? This one here is the truly heaven-chosen ancient.

Pure commoner wandering in?? Who believes that? Who can give me a fun fact about who this hottie is???

Xie He-ting didn’t know the visual stans in front of the screen were already celebrating.

He tugged at his overly wide robe, lifted his eyes toward the person opposite him, and asked tentatively: “Brother, how is this outfit on me?”

After asking, he found the person opposite hadn’t answered for a long time, making Xie He-ting a bit nervous.

He liked wearing cyan clothes and occasionally wore white robes at home; his mother and brother praised him to the heavens every time. Could it be they were deceiving him, and he actually didn’t suit white?

Don’t ask him anymore; I think Shi Jixing’s brain has already crashed.

Crap crap crap crap Shi Jixing blushed! He blushed again and again and again!

It took Shi Jixing a full thirty seconds to pull his consciousness out of that near-dizzy state. “Very beautiful.”

As if fearing his tone wasn’t certain enough, he nodded vigorously once more: “It suits you very well, really.”

Instead, he looked down and tugged at his hem with some lack of confidence: “As for me, I don’t seem to suit ancient costumes very well.”

Shi Jixing was actually quite good-looking, but his features were more suited for modern clothing; switching to an ancient costume was a bit jarring. Especially standing next to Xie He-ting, the difference was even more obvious.

Shi Jixing felt that the person in the mirror looked strange no matter how he looked.

The makeup artist couldn’t help but joke: “I’ve rarely seen anyone so suited for ancient costumes. Teacher Xiao Xie, you must be a heaven-chosen ancient.”

This makeup artist was exceptionally good at ancient-style makeup and had encountered many commoners and artists over the years. Those like Xie He-ting, who were naturally suited from hair strands to toes, looking like they walked out of a book, were not very common.

Xie He-ting thought to himself, I’m not a heaven-chosen ancient; I’m just a poor, inexplicably transmigrated ancient.

Seeing Shi Jixing looking a bit dejected, Xie He-ting quickly offered comfort: “Brother, you look very good in this outfit too.”

Hearing this, Shi Jixing slightly pursed his lips, seemingly smiling.

Time was running out. Guided by the staff, the two went into the studio to film.

They thought this group’s shoot would be the smoothest, but they didn’t finish until over three hours later.

By the time they returned to the villa, it was already past seven in the evening.

Xie He-ting’s group was the last to return.

Upon entering, they heard Lan Chi’s whining voice: “Brother Xiao Mu~ Brother Shen Ji~ Brother Yanrong~ I beg you, I’m dying of curiosity. Let me see the beast-men.”

Mu Ying was drinking water and was choked by his shocking words, coughing violently: “Student Lan Chi, watch your boundaries!”

Lan Chi stuck out his tongue, pulling Zhou Yanrong with one hand and Shen Ji with the other, not letting them leave.

Shen Ji was pestered so much by Lan Chi that he was looking for an excuse to slip away. His peripheral vision caught Xie He-ting and Shi Jixing at the entrance, and he immediately rose to greet them.

“He-ting, Xiao Xing, you’re back.”

Shen Ji looked at the weary-faced Xie He-ting: “Are you hungry? Wen Zhou prepared cupcakes; do you want some first?”

At the mention of cupcakes, Xie He-ting’s eyes lit up.

He had eaten them at noon; the taste was wonderful!

Meanwhile, Lan Chi, who was clinging to Zhou Yanrong and acting shamelessly, heard “cupcakes” and remembered his tragic hidden task that he had “dramatized to death.” He started crying while smiling.

Seeing Zhou Yanrong exhausted from Lan Chi’s pestering, Mu Ying couldn’t stand it and mercifully rescued Zhou Yanrong from Lan Chi’s hands.

“Alright. Stop the fuss.”

Lan Chi wouldn’t let it go, shouting: “I want to see beast-men, I want to see beast-men.”

“Quiet down, ‘living ancestor’ (troublemaker). Be careful or our whole show will be taken down!” Mu Ying quickly covered Lan Chi’s mouth.

Lan Chi looked over in confusion. Ah? Did I just say something inappropriate?

Everyone was turning red from holding back their laughter.

Lan Chi said aggrievedly: “I just wanted to see Brother Shen Ji and Brother Yanrong’s photos; I’m so curious.”

The bullet chat said in unison: Curious +1

Shocking! Film Emperor Shen’s biggest dark material has been dug up! It turns out to be.

Mu Ying saw his large eyes were filled with longing and didn’t keep him in suspense: “Eat first. Don’t worry, the photos you all took will be released later. We also have to score your couple photos.”

Shen Ji and Zhou Yanrong exchanged a look. Fine, knew the production team wouldn’t be that kind.

The heart they had been hanging finally “died” (resigned to fate).

Jin Huaifeng came out after showering and saw this noisy scene in the living room.

His gaze swept across the hall, and failing to find the person he was looking for, he frowned slightly.

From his ear came a soft and sweet voice.

“Wow, Brother Xiao Zhou’s cakes are so delicious. You’re so amazing; can you teach me?”

Hearing this “Brother,” Jin Huaifeng unconsciously ground his back teeth.

Every single day—it’s either “good brother” or “good brother.” Quite the sweet talker!

While eating the cake, Xie He-ting focused intently on Wen Zhou’s introduction of how the cake was made.

Suddenly, a familiar chill came from his neck.

Xie He-ting felt something was wrong and slowly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Jin Huaifeng’s face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The cake in his mouth instantly lost its flavor!

Xie He-ting looked at his “former roommate” whose expression was obviously not great, then looked at the cupcake in his hand, and very reluctantly pushed the cake toward him: “Do you want to eat?”

Jin Huaifeng was almost angry to death by him!

“No!” He said through gritted teeth.

Xie He-ting quickly pulled the cake back.

A close call—I really didn’t want to part with it.

Jin Huaifeng saw him let out a long sigh of relief, and his face became even fouler.

Wen Zhou saw he had finished the cake in his hand and still looked like he wanted more. Out of politeness, he said: “Do you want more? I put them in the fridge; shall I get you two more?”

“No more.” Xie He-ting squinted his eyes, savoring the sweet taste in his mouth. “I’ll eat more tomorrow. If I eat too much, I’ll get cavities.”

The cartoon channel had played an animation; he had seen it—you can’t eat too much!

“You really like eating cake?” Jin Huaifeng asked out of the blue.

Xie He-ting only then realized Jin Huaifeng hadn’t left yet and nodded.

Jin Huaifeng gave him a thoughtful look and dropped a sentence: “I have something to say to you,” then left.

Xie He-ting looked at Jin Huaifeng’s back, then at Wen Zhou, and finally made a struggle: “Brother Xiao Zhou, was he talking to you?”

Wen Zhou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “It’s obviously calling you.”

“Oh!” Xie He-ting’s shoulders slumped as he walked resignedly toward Jin Huaifeng’s direction.

Back in their room, Jin Huaifeng was sitting on the sofa with a grim face and arms crossed.

Xie He-ting had grown used to his frequent foul faces and no longer felt afraid after seeing them so much.

Seeing Jin Huaifeng’s “do not approach” aura, he thought for a moment and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

Jin Huaifeng’s expression clearly became even worse.

A faint awkwardness permeated the room.

Even though Xie He-ting was used to Jin Huaifeng’s moodiness, he still felt a bit uncomfortable.

But…

He stole a cautious glance at a certain someone.

He was clearly the one who said he had something to say to me, yet he doesn’t speak. The people here truly say one thing but mean another.

Young Master Xie had to speak politely first to break the silence: “Brother…”

As soon as these words came out, it instantly triggered Jin Huaifeng’s unpleasant memories.

He thought this fellow only called him “Brother.”

And what happened?

Shen Ji, Mu Ying, Zhou Yanrong, and Wen Zhou were all his “good brothers”!

That would be fine, but there were also “good brothers” like Shi Jixing and Lan Chi!

Jin Huaifeng previously thought this was Xie He-ting’s method of seducing him; looking back, he felt like a total moron!

“Xie He-ting!”

Suddenly called by name, Little Xie instinctively tensed his back and looked at Jin Huaifeng blankly.

Jin Huaifeng’s face darkened, and he glared at him through gritted teeth: “Tell me, exactly how many ‘good brothers’ do you have!”

“Huh?”

What kind of question was this?

Xie He-ting was baffled.

Seeing that Jin Huaifeng’s expression was clearly getting darker and darker, he decided to confess quickly and honestly counted on his fingers: “The first one, you.”

Jin Huaifeng’s face turned from “cloudy” to “overcast.”

At least he knows to put me first. Still savable.

“The second, Brother Xiao Mu; the third, Brother Shen Ji; the fourth, Brother Yanrong…”

The more he counted, the fouler Jin Huaifeng’s face became.

“And…”

“And?” Jin Huaifeng suddenly raised his voice. Xie He-ting shivered from the scare. Under Jin Huaifeng’s gaze, he shook his head like a rattle: “No more.”

Jin Huaifeng gave a cold snort, his voice heavy as he commanded with arms crossed: “From now on, you are not allowed to call them ‘Brother’.”

“Why?” Xie He-ting pouted aggrievedly.

“Where are all these ‘whys’ coming from! Are you ‘A Hundred Thousand Whys’ (a children’s book series)??” Jin Huaifeng said crossly.

Xie He-ting shrank his neck. He still wanted to ask what “A Hundred Thousand Whys” was.

But he didn’t dare ask again and lowered his head to fiddle with his fingers.

The people here are so scary; I want to go home!

Originally he had thought that since Jin Huaifeng had said he didn’t like him, he could complete future tasks with him, but now… Jin Huaifeng was too terrifying. Should he discuss it with Brother Wen Zhou?

Mm! Brother Wen Zhou is also a good candidate because he only likes Brother Yanrong; safe.

Jin Huaifeng commanded coldly: “If there are choices for date partners later, you are only allowed to choose me, heard me?”

Xie He-ting’s eyes widened.

Jin Huaifeng was fuming looking at him like this. He glared at Xie He-ting through gritted teeth.

Every time, he would only use those wet, large eyes like a deer’s to look at him, his face full of innocence.

This is his method of seducing me! Absolutely! Absolutely cannot fall for it!

Jin Huaifeng, be calm! Rational! Where is that self-control you are so proud of!

This is just a show. The fellow before him is a freak you can’t find even with a lantern.

Don’t let him lead you by the nose!

“You have an objection?” Jin Huaifeng took a deep breath and asked gloomily.

He had no idea how sinister and terrifying his expression was.

Xie He-ting shrank into the sofa and stopped talking.

Jin Huaifeng was almost angry to death by him and squeezed out a few words through his back teeth: “Speak!”

“I understand…” His tone was particularly unwilling.

The already discordant atmosphere in the room fell into complete awkwardness. Although Xie He-ting always acted quite kindly, he wasn’t completely without a temper.

He simply couldn’t understand why Jin Huaifeng was always targeting him and bullying him.

On what basis should he not be allowed to choose others?

The more he thought, the angrier he became. Xie He-ting was also a bit unhappy, his lips slightly pursed: “Is there anything else? If not, I’m leaving.”

Although he tried hard to maintain a calm surface, the grievance and anger radiating from him were keenly captured by Jin Huaifeng.

Hearing his tone and seeing his expression, Jin Huaifeng also grew angry instantly.

I haven’t even lost my temper, what are you getting angry for?

His brows furrowed enough to crush a mosquito, and he raised his voice, shouting: “Try leaving!”

Xie He-ting turned his head. Jin Huaifeng’s expression cleared slightly, but Xie He-ting’s small face was tensed tight. Without saying a word, he walked to the cabinet, grabbed his luggage, slammed the door with a “bang,” and left.

He left.

He left.

Jin Huaifeng’s blood pressure shot up, and smoke was practically coming out of his head.

Xie He-ting actually left???

Fine, go ahead.

If he ever went back to look for him, he’d be a moron!

Xie He-ting went downstairs in a huff.

Although he was angry, by the time he reached the dining room, his anger had almost completely dissipated.

After two days together, the ice between the guests had clearly broken. Before the meal started, the dining room was already filled with laughter. After chatting with Lan Chi and Zhou Yanrong for a bit, the last bit of unhappiness in Xie He-ting’s heart vanished.

Those responsible for cooking today were Shen Ji and Lan Chi. Because Lan Chi’s hands were even clumsier than Xie He-ting’s, Shen Ji had kicked him out to the dining room and ordered him not to go back in to cause trouble. Wen Zhou had proactively gone in to help with the cooking.

Xie He-ting, Zhou Yanrong, Lan Chi, and Shi Jixing—the four “wait-to-eat” ones—sat in the living room chatting.

Lan Chi might be a bit dramatic, but the kid was a real character and could always make everyone laugh.

Soon, Shen Ji and Wen Zhou had finished the dishes and were ready to start the meal.

Most people sat in their original positions, but because Xie He-ting had been talking to Lan Chi today, Lan Chi sat in the first position on the right-hand side.

Jin Huaifeng came down last. Sweeping the table and seeing Lan Chi sitting in his position chatting and laughing with Xie He-ting, his expression was clearly unhappy.

Xie He-ting had also seen him. Their gazes met in mid-air, and Xie He-ting lowered his head to avoid his eyes; his previously happy expression instantly became unpleasant.

Lan Chi’s probing gaze moved between the two.

Not just him—everyone sensed that something was wrong between Xie He-ting and Jin Huaifeng.

Never expected that the first argument on the show would actually break out between He and Young Master Jin.

The biggest eye-opener is that He actually dared to slam the door and leave. My god, remembering the Young Master’s expression now, I still feel a lingering fear; too terrifying.

He is the true warrior.

“You, move.” Jin Huaifeng said to Lan Chi with a foul face.

If it were someone else, seeing Jin Huaifeng’s expression might cause some fear, but that person happened to be Lan Chi. Lan Chi looked inexplicably angry: “What for? I sat here first!”

Jin Huaifeng’s brow furrowed slightly, and he stopped speaking.

Lan Chi could have originally stood his ground, but when Jin Huaifeng looked at him with emotionless eyes, Lan Chi felt the air around him turn cold.

Feeling goosebumps from the gaze, Lan Chi rubbed his shoulders, stood up from the chair, and moved to the seat next to it.

“…Always bullying me.” Lan Chi muttered aggrievedly and threw himself into Shen Ji’s arms: “Brother Shen Ji, I need comfort!”

Jin Huaifeng very naturally walked to Xie He-ting’s side and sat down.

As if nothing had happened just now.

What is with Jin Huaifeng? Too domineering.

Exactly, what’s the big deal about being a ‘Young Master’? Why put on airs here.

Don’t take it so seriously; it’s just jealousy. The most pitiable one is Lan Chi; pure cannon fodder.

Sigh, feel for He-he. Sitting next to a ‘door god’ (guardian statue), how can he even eat this meal.

Xie He-ting, however, was unusually calm. He treated Jin Huaifeng like air, laughing and joking with everyone. He absolutely refused to turn his head to look at him. If Jin Huaifeng reached for the same dish as him, he would immediately avoid it; his attitude of resistance was very obvious.

Everyone watched as Jin Huaifeng’s face grew darker and darker and darker.

Every time everyone thought Jin Huaifeng was on the verge of erupting, his temper was unexpectedly suppressed again.

Only at the end, Jin Huaifeng left the table first. Mu Ying asked where he was going, but Jin Huaifeng was already far away, giving an indistinct answer.

Xie He-ting watched his striding departure from the corner of his eye, his head slightly lowered.

The gazes of Shen Ji and Shi Jixing had been on the two of them the entire time.

Shi Jixing thought it was quite good; Xie He-ting should stay away from that manic person.

Shen Ji’s expression was obscure, no one knew what he was thinking.