God is Being Pampered by the Group - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Naive Little Young Master

Boys should also be careful of perverts when going out

Not long after leaving the restaurant, the two parted ways with Qiu Chiyi.

On the way home, Guan Zhou thought back to that middle-aged man some “XX Company” he’d never even heard of. He hadn’t expected, however, that a talent scout would actually set their sights on Bai Yan.

Actually, it made perfect sense that they would.

Guan Zhou scrutinized Bai Yan’s features while nodding secretly to himself; it was his own oversight, and that middle-aged man had just given him a wake-up call.

“If you run into people like that again in the future, just ignore them, or call me directly and I’ll handle it for you.”

“He was a liar?”

Bai Yan pointed out the underlying meaning in a single word.

Guan Zhou scratched the back of his head, unsure how to put it, but said: “I haven’t heard of the company he mentioned. Aside from the possibility of it being a tiny, newly-founded company, I can’t rule out that he’s a scammer.”

“What could he scam me out of?” Bai Yan seemed indifferent.

“Anything is possible, scamming you for money, for sex, human trafficking, etc. You mustn’t be careless.”

Speaking of which, Guan Zhou suddenly remembered how easily this silver-haired beauty had trusted him, casually revealing his origins, and how he’d said “take me in” upon their very first meeting…

Could it be that in that other world, he was actually a naive little young master who knew nothing of the world’s ways?

Guan Zhou felt he had hit upon the truth.In reality, he was a hundred thousand miles away from the truth.

Guan Zhou didn’t know how to explain the term “sinister human hearts” to him. It was a rare thing that Bai Yan was so pure and kind; Guan Zhou was simply the beneficiary of that trait. He could only nag him incessantly, saying there are bad people in this world too, and that terrifying things happen if you’re caught by them, blablabla… he seemed to treat Bai Yan entirely like a small child.

Bai Yan: “…”

Fine, whatever makes you happy.

A day later, Guan Zhou received Bai Yan’s identification information, handled through Qiu Chiyi’s “back door.”

He could finally relax a bit.

…

Early this morning, Bai Yan heard the sound of Guan Zhou moving around outside through the poorly soundproofed door. Usually, at this time, the other man shouldn’t be up yet.

This was a pattern Bai Yan had deduced from living here for a few days since his first contact with Guan Zhou.

Bai Yan got out of bed, stood on the floor, and walked toward the door.

Outside, Guan Zhou was just raising his hand to knock when he saw the closed door suddenly pull open. In the next moment, he was met with Bai Yan’s dazzling face.

…Sure enough, no matter how many times he saw it, it was stunning.

Guan Zhou paused, then smiled. “I didn’t wake you, did I?”

Having said it, he felt he’d spoken nonsense. Bai Yan was already up. He rubbed his nose, his gaze inadvertently sweeping through the bedroom. He saw the entire space was clean and tidy, with none of his usual casual messiness. He couldn’t help but marvel again at what a worry-free, good kid Bai Yan was.

Guan Zhou’s heartstrings seemed to be plucked, turning soft. Who could refuse someone like this? Suddenly arriving in a strange world, he must be feeling very helpless inside.

Guan Zhou accepted the idea of taking Bai Yan in without the slightest resistance.

Thinking this, Guan Zhou looked at Bai Yan and said, “Do you want to come out with me in a bit?”

Before Bai Yan could answer, he spoke to himself as if uneasy: “Forget it, you’d better come with me.”

After eating breakfast, Guan Zhou took Bai Yan out of the house. He drove the second-hand car he’d bought a few years ago for only thirty or forty thousand yuan, speeding along the city roads.

Bai Yan turned his head, looking out the window at the towering skyscrapers. Aerial tracks crisscrossed between the tall buildings, and trains sped past, shimmering with the light of technology.

In the history of this country, it had taken an international path after the Tang Dynasty, until in 1482, it changed its name to “Huaxia,” as if its very bones could not forget the Yan-Huang blood flowing within.

Afterward, Huaxia was not divided into 23 provinces, 5 autonomous regions, and 4 municipalities like the original Earth. Instead, it was unified into eight major Special Economic Zones, subdivided further into various towns and cities.

The place where Bai Yan was currently located was the capital of the Wencheng District, one of the eight major Special Economic Zones Xingyang City.

Over an hour later, the car drove into a complex of buildings exuding an ancient atmosphere. Tiled eaves, bluestone-paved roads, courtyard pavilions, beams, and pillars were highly representative of the era.

This was a complex of imitation ancient buildings, also known as the Hengdian World Studios.

Guan Zhou parked in the designated spot and led Bai Yan in a certain direction.

When going out today, Bai Yan was still fully “armored” hat and mask were both present, all put on because Guan Zhou insisted.

The reason: to prevent harassment from bad people.

“…”

Soon, after Guan Zhou presented a pass, the two entered a cordoned-off area. A large crowd of people appeared ahead, some in modern clothes and some in ancient costumes. It seemed they were filming an era-defining historical drama.

Guan Zhou told Bai Yan to wait under a nearby tree first, while he himself ran over quickly.

Bai Yan watched him approach someone and say a few words. Then, both their gazes turned toward him simultaneously, but they quickly looked away. Guan Zhou seemed to offer a conciliatory smile before walking over to some nearby tables where a pile of wigs and ancient costumes were placed.

Many background actors were sitting around, seemingly waiting for their scenes. Guan Zhou wasn’t the earliest to arrive, but he wasn’t the latest either.

Before long, Guan Zhou, having changed into a wig and ancient costume, looked no different from those background actors.

Yes, Guan Zhou wasn’t the first male lead, nor the second, or even the third, fourth, fifth, or sixth. He was just “cannon fodder,” the kind that doesn’t even deserve a name.

After stubbornly confronting that idiot director two days ago and losing a stunt double opportunity, Guan Zhou didn’t feel it was a pity. He wasn’t afraid of the guy looking for trouble; at most, he’d just take a detour if he ran into him in the future.

Having hung around the bottom of the entertainment industry for three or four years, though he hadn’t made it big, he didn’t lack acting opportunities from directors like that idiot. When it came to playing cannon fodder, Guan Zhou felt he was truly peerless, with incredibly rich experience.

Unfortunately, he had never met a “discerning talent scout” mentor. Guan Zhou’s eyes were daily filled with melancholy.

Therefore, after temporarily handling Bai Yan’s situation over the past few days coupled with the fact that his wallet had shrunk from buying items for Bai Yan and a financial crisis had emerged Guan Zhou resumed his work as an extra.

As the person currently living with him, Bai Yan was well aware of Guan Zhou’s efforts toward acting. The entire wall of acting books in the living room made that clear.

Bai Yan had casually flipped through some of the books; every single one had Guan Zhou’s annotations and insights written in small characters in the margins, proving these books weren’t just for show.

During a break, Guan Zhou brought a chair over for Bai Yan to sit down, but he saw Bai Yan staring unblinkingly in a certain direction. Guan Zhou followed his gaze and saw the male lead of this production, who seemed to have just arrived.

He was a young man who had debuted at the end of last year. After acting in a youth idol drama, he became an overnight sensation, becoming a popular “traffic” star and a representative of the hottest “little fresh meat.”

At this moment, he was flanked by a manager, assistant, makeup artist, and others, being pampered from front to back. Watching this, Guan Zhou’s eyes turned faintly red with envy and jealousy in every sense of the word.

Of course, Guan Zhou didn’t know that what Bai Yan was looking at wasn’t the man’s flashy entrance, but…

The person seemed to sense something; he abruptly stopped in his tracks and whipped his head around.

…

What Bai Yan saw was a Rat Spirit.