I Rely on My Versatility to Reach the Top of the Entertainment Industry [Ancient Times to Modern] - Chapter 21

The thought flashed by, and Jing Yi instantly entered a state of selflessness.

In the quiet space, the phone suddenly rang.

Jing Yi opened his eyes and realized that Lu Yuzhi was nodding off in front of him, immediately feeling helpless.

How had Lu Yuzhi fallen asleep?

“Wake up, Mr. Lu, wake up.”

Jing Yi gently nudged Lu Yuzhi’s shoulder several times before he finally opened his eyes.

“Huh? It’s Jing Yi.” As he spoke, Lu Yuzhi still looked dazed, his sharply defined face carrying a touch of childishness.

Jing Yi smiled. Lu Yuzhi usually appeared gentle and mature—he hadn’t expected to see this different side of him.

“Mr. Lu, you should go sleep on the bed. You’ve worked hard today.” With that, Jing Yi stood up.

However, after just a couple of steps, he heard a rush of wind behind him.

Guessing that Lu Yuzhi had lost his balance, Jing Yi quickly turned around and was immediately pulled into Lu Yuzhi’s broad embrace.

The pressure from Lu Yuzhi’s weight caused Jing Yi’s upper body to lean back slightly.

“Mr. Lu, are you alright?” Jing Yi looked up at the man who was much taller than him. “Sorry, I should have realized sooner that your legs might have gone numb.”

Seeing the person in his arms frowning slightly with concern, seemingly unaware of how intimate their position was, Lu Yuzhi’s already racing heart beat even faster.

Jing Yi had a very faint scent about him, but Lu Yuzhi was certain it wasn’t perfume.

Natural body scent?

And his waist was truly… slender.

Lu Yuzhi’s eyes darkened for a moment as he forcefully suppressed the surge of sinful thoughts in his mind. In a low voice, he said, “No, I should be thanking you. Otherwise, I would have fallen quite awkwardly.”

After speaking, Lu Yuzhi tried to find his footing despite the numbness in his legs. But before he could stand straight, he nearly lost his balance again.

Jing Yi simply reached out to steady him.

“Forgive my presumption.”

With those words, Jing Yi slipped his other arm around Lu Yuzhi’s waist and lifted him up directly.

The world spun around them, and Lu Yuzhi was completely stunned.

Was he… being carried princess-style by Jing Yi?

His heart raced again, but this time it wasn’t because of the intimate contact with Jing Yi—it was out of sheer embarrassment.

The sofa wasn’t far from the meditation spot, just ten steps away.

Jing Yi placed Lu Yuzhi on the sofa and looked up to find his face flushed red. He leaned closer and touched Lu Yuzhi’s forehead.

“Huh? No fever.”

Lu Yuzhi looked at Jing Yi without speaking.

Jing Yi knelt down and massaged Lu Yuzhi’s calves a couple of times, then stood up to check his pulse. Concluding that Lu Yuzhi’s legs had gone numb because he wasn’t used to sitting cross-legged in meditation, Jing Yi felt relieved.

“Please sit for a while. Let me check the phone.”

Jing Yi picked up the phone from the table.

The missed call showed Guo Lin’s name, so he called back.

“Director Guo, sorry, I was occupied earlier and didn’t answer in time.”

“Oh, no problem. I just noticed you hadn’t replied in the group chat. Tomorrow is the premiere of ‘Seduce the Monk’—make sure to promote it a bit more. I’ve posted your stills, and you’ve gained quite a few followers on Weibo.”

“Okay.”

“Remember, you absolutely cannot reveal who Liao Chen is!”

Jing Yi agreed again, and Guo Lin hung up.

Jing Yi opened Weibo.

His followers had indeed increased by another 20,000, and his private messages were still overflowing. Under his previous promotional post, there were many new comments, all uniformly filled with praise.

“Ah, our Yi-zi without makeup is truly at the peak of looks among stars his age! So pure yet alluring—utterly captivating!”

“I want to become Yi Zai’s eyelashes!”

“Yi Zai, please post more! Take more selfies, more, more!”

Jing Yi clicked open the official Weibo post from “Seduce the Monk” that had tagged him, seeing the group photo with Lu Yuzhi pixelated and his own close-up of him meditating.

The comments under this post were even more exaggerated.

“I was there, I was that piece of lint.”

“My mom asked why tears were flowing from my mouth!”

“I’ve already licked the screen clean.”

Seeing the third comment, Jing Yi slightly furrowed his brows.

Lu Yuzhi asked: “What’s wrong?”

Jing Yi’s typing hand paused as he replied to Lu Yuzhi: “A benefactor said she licked the screen. Screens are dirty, illness enters through the mouth.”

Lu Yuzhi’s foot had already recovered, and the awkwardness had disappeared because he forced himself to forget. He raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: “That’s internet slang. It means they saw a photo they really want to lick, expressing liking. The person wouldn’t actually lick it.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lu, for explaining.” Jing Yi stopped typing. Remembering what Guo Lin said about needing to post content, he clicked to repost this Weibo and typed: “Autumn is coming soon. Everyone, remember to wear more clothes when watching ‘Seduce the Monk’.”

As soon as the Weibo was reposted, comments started coming in.

“Ahhhh, I waited so long thinking Yi Zai would cooperate with the official account and post a couple photos. How come it’s this kind of Weibo instead, wuwuwu.”

“Same as above +1. Reminding us to wear clothes is very heartwarming, but what we want more is to see photos.”

Seeing the comments, Jing Yi picked up his phone, pointed it at himself, switched the camera, took a selfie, and replied under this comment.

When fans saw the notification that their comment had been replied to, they clicked it open expressionlessly, zoomed in for a careful look, and suddenly laughed.

The photo from their idol didn’t know where it was taken—probably backlit and without flash, so the lighting was dim. Fortunately, he himself was quite fair-skinned, so you could still make out his shaved head and adorable facial expression.

What an honest treasure! When asked for a selfie, he really posted a completely natural one, and it was this kind of self-sabotaging style!

The fan switched back to Jing Yi’s Weibo, and just as she expected, the nested comments under the reply had already been flooded.

“Oh my god, someone’s management company please take this child in. If it weren’t for his looks being truly on point, this kind of move would be driving away fans.”

“Who could imagine this is the same person? [picture][picture].”

“Someone turn on a light for this child, look how dark this room is.”

Everyone was happily roasting him when Lu Yuzhi opened Weibo at this moment.

He first saved Jing Yi’s high-definition close-up, then saw that dim selfie in the nested comments.

Staring at the photo for a few seconds, Lu Yuzhi rubbed his forehead, stood up and turned on the light. Then he walked over to the honest little celebrity on the other side of the living room: “In my capacity as both a senior and founder of Galaxy Entertainment, I sincerely invite you to join our company.”

Jing Yi was already troubled by the comments about his photo when he suddenly heard Lu Yuzhi say this, his fair, handsome face full of confusion.

“Become an artist at our company, Jing Yi.” Lu Yuzhi extended his right hand.

Jing Yi looked at the hand extended before him and shook his head: “I still have many things of my own that I want to do. Joining a company might mean I can’t comply with company arrangements in some situations.”

Teaching himself law was somewhat difficult—in this area he needed formal education. Acting was the same; relying solely on the memory images from the original Jing Yi clearly wasn’t enough.

Since he was going to do it, he had to do it well—this was Jing Yi’s consistent belief.

Beyond that, after achieving what the original Jing Yi had hoped for in the entertainment industry, he would return to the temple. If he signed with an agency, his personal actions would affect the group, which would be troublesome.

This was the first time Lu Yuzhi had been rejected by a newcomer. He withdrew his hand, not angry but speaking gently, “We can discuss any issues; you don’t need to refuse so decisively.”

Jing Yi still shook his head. “Thank you, Mr. Lu, but I don’t want to cause trouble for those around me.”

Lu Yuzhi frowned, wanting to persuade him further, but the person in front of him pointed to his phone. “Mr. Lu, it’s time for the scheduled rest. Good night.”

Jing Yi pressed his palms together in a gesture of respect to Lu Yuzhi, then turned and went back to his room.

Lu Yuzhi rubbed his temples and let out a heavy sigh.

He was indeed very tired today—in many ways, especially after discovering that Jing Yi actually had a “stubborn” side to his personality. But…

Lu Yuzhi curved his lips into a smile.

Having already reached the pinnacle in the acting career he loved, and now encountering someone who stirred his heart, “stubbornness” wasn’t much of an obstacle. He had patience and would give it his all.

…

As for giving his all, the very next day, reality gave Lu Yuzhi a slap in the face.

He was used to waking up at 7 a.m., and the brief nap during meditation had left him too alert at night. In the end, he only managed to fall asleep slowly after taking a cold shower.

He slept until 5:30 a.m., when Jing Yi woke him up.

The dining table was already set with green vegetable noodles.

“Mr. Lu, I’m not sure if it suits your taste, but I made it according to yesterday’s plan. There are peas in it too.”

Jing Yi was smiling, his pale pink lips looking quite lovely.

“Thank you, I like it very much.” Lu Yuzhi felt a stir of emotion and took out his phone to snap a picture of the table. After posting it on Weibo, he said to Jing Yi, “Even though you refused to join Galaxy, I’m still your senior, right?”

“Mm.”

“Then next time you post on Weibo, if possible, I’d like you to show me the photos before uploading them online.”

Sensing Lu Yuzhi’s concern, Jing Yi nodded seriously. “Okay, thank you.”

After breakfast, the two followed the plan and entered Lu Yuzhi’s private gym to begin special training.

Amidst their shared sweat, neither of them knew that their Weibo accounts had exploded.

A fan skilled in Photoshop had initially wanted to brighten Jing Yi’s unedited dark photo, hoping to salvage some dignity for the straightforward newcomer they’d just become fond of in front of netizens.

Unexpectedly, after the brightened photo was posted, an eagle-eyed fan pointed out: the corner of the dining table in Jing Yi’s photo perfectly matched the table pattern in the newly posted photo by Film Emperor Lu!

Upon closer comparison, even some wall details aligned perfectly!

A shocking revelation!

Fans bombarded them with private messages and comments.

Acquaintances, upon hearing the news, called and sent WeChat messages, waiting for the two involved to respond. But the two seemed to have vanished—their phones rang with no one answering!

It was 7 a.m.; logically, their phones should be by their bedside.

Not answering at the same time—what were they doing?! Was it what everyone was thinking?!

In less than twenty minutes, Weibo crashed completely.