The Daily Life of a Male God Teasing a Shou - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The next morning, Yan Yifan was jolted awake by his ringtone. He fumbled for his phone and threw it aside; it went silent for a few seconds, but soon began dancing wildly on the floor again like it was at a disco.

Yan Yifan covered his ears with the duvet. Ten minutes later, unable to take it anymore, he crawled up, picked the phone off the floor, squinted at the screen, and answered. Crawling back into bed, he muttered hazily, “Brother.”

Yan Zihua: “Get up.”

Yan Yifan: “I’m not even awake yet! Get up for what? Brother, you’re disturbing my sleep so early! Is there anything that absolutely has to be said right now?”

Yan Zihua: “I told you yesterday that starting from today, you are to report to the film crew. Did you treat my words like wind passing through your ears? It’s already 8:00 AM.”

Yan Yifan was in despair: “It’s only eight! Brother, do you have to be this early!”

Yan Zihua: “I’m giving you half an hour. Get up immediately. I will call you in half an hour, and if Screenwriter An isn’t by your side…” Yan Zihua didn’t finish the sentence, but Yan Yifan knew his brother’s “one means one” temperament. If he didn’t follow orders, Yan Yifan would be in for a very miserable month.

“Bro, Bro—” Before Yan Yifan could finish, the call was hung up again. He lay face down on the bed for five minutes before jumping up in despair, rushing to the bathroom to wash up while changing his clothes.

By the time he finally made it down from the hotel, he only had ten minutes left. Yan Yifan drove out of the underground garage, turning so sharply in his rush that he nearly hit someone.

With a sharp screech of tires, Yan Yifan got out of the car, his heart pounding. Bai Jiangnan was standing by the car. Seeing it was him, he said, “Why are you driving so fast?”

Yan Yifan breathed a sigh of relief. “You scared the life out of me.” He glanced at Bai Jiangnan. “Quick! Get in! I’ll give you a lift!”

Bai Jiangnan got into Yan Yifan’s car. As soon as he was settled, the car zipped away.

Bai Jiangnan checked his watch and said, “You’re going to the set too? Isn’t it a bit early for a set visit? And where’s your girlfriend?”

Yan Yifan spoke while driving, “From now on, I’m a member of the The Promised Time screenwriting team.”

Bai Jiangnan was somewhat surprised. “So devoted? That’s unexpected! Not only did you help your girlfriend get a role, but you’re also squeezing into the writing team? What, planning to add more scenes for her?”

Yan Yifan looked miserable: “What are you talking about? Your imagination is working overtime! It’s just that since I’m here anyway and I’m idle, I’m just going in to learn a thing or two.”

“Oh.” Bai Jiangnan nodded, though a look of disbelief remained on his face. “It’s just strange that you’d be so professional.”

Yan Yifan: I didn’t want to be! QAQ

The two soon arrived at the set. After parking, Yan Yifan asked hurriedly, “Where is the screenwriting team’s office?”

Bai Jiangnan gave him a look and led him there. Yan Yifan managed to make a call at 8:31 AM. His brother answered in a second. While basking in the air conditioning, Yan Yifan handed the phone to Screenwriter An.

Not knowing what was said on the other end, Old An nodded and agreed with a chuckle.

Noticing Bai Jiangnan’s suspicious gaze, Yan Yifan pretended not to see it while secretly lamenting in his heart. What am I going to do? Yesterday I was acting like a social elite, and today my brother has ruined it! If Bai Jiangnan finds out I’m this old and still have to listen to my brother and come here to be a junior writer, will he laugh himself to death? Yan Yifan already imagined that every time he saw Bai Jiangnan from now on, Bai Jiangnan would laugh at him and say he was twenty-five but still a “nursing baby.”

QAQ, please no!

A moment later, Director Li organized a meeting. Yan Yifan followed the crowd to a large conference room. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and nudged Bai Jiangnan’s arm, asking, “Is there a meeting every morning?”

Bai Jiangnan said, “No. The set will be a bit chaotic the first few days, but it’ll be much better once it gets on track in a few days.”

Yan Yifan gave an “Oh.”

Li Ji’an stood at the front and said, “I didn’t call everyone here for anything major today. It’s just that our crew members are all assembled. Since we’ve decided to start filming in a week, we need to act like a team. First is the promotion; the official Weibo is live, and yesterday’s promotional photos have been posted. Everyone should follow it and help promote it.”

Yan Yifan opened Weibo to search and indeed found the official account: The Promised Time Official Weibo. It had only been posted for a few days, including yesterday’s promotional shots. He pretended to look through them one by one, lingering on Bai Jiangnan’s photo for a long time.

My god, he’s so damn handsome! How can someone be this handsome! Like a literal immortal stepping out of the mist! After staring obsessively for a while, Yan Yifan glanced at Bai Jiangnan and, while he wasn’t looking, secretly saved all of them.

Only after doing this did Yan Yifan slowly follow the official Weibo and repost the promotional update. Then, his eyes darting around, he said to Bai Jiangnan, “Your Weibo? Let’s follow each other!”

“Sure.” Bai Jiangnan took out his phone. The two followed each other, and only then did Yan Yifan discover that he had actually posted a photo of the roasted corn last night.

Yan Yifan happily reposted it, saying: “Roasted corn is super delicious [Drooling]”

Dior’s Man is You: “Confused. Master Yan isn’t posting beauties anymore, but food instead? [Thinking]”

Little Fairy with Magic: “Roasted corn is super delicious! I love it too~”

Yan Yan Loves You: “Master Yan, look at me! I’m a post-90s beauty, super soft and cute, seeking a hookup~ [Shyly poking fingers]”

A refresh brought hundreds of replies. Yan Yifan chose a few to reply to and then started playing with his phone stealthily.

While playing, his elbow rested against Bai Jiangnan’s arm. His fingers tapped the screen a few times, but he lost interest in the phone. He bumped Bai Jiangnan’s arm a few times, then turned his head with feigned curiosity, pinched his arm, and teased, “Not bad! You’ve got quite a bit of muscle on your arm!”

Bai Jiangnan smiled and said, “It’s alright.” He glanced at Yan Yifan, pinched his arm, and said, “So soft!”

Yan Yifan said unceremoniously, “What of it? Who doesn’t have a few ounces of muscle on their arms these days? Having abs now that’s impressive!”

Bai Jiangnan smiled but said nothing.

Yan Yifan’s eyes widened: “No way? Do you have abs? Not just a single ‘uni-pack’?” Yan Yifan acted like he didn’t believe it. Of course, he knew he had seen Bai Jiangnan show off his super handsome eight-pack and sexy “mermaid line” (V-line) on Weibo before.

Bai Jiangnan raised an eyebrow at him and said, “Want to compare?”

The thought of being about to touch Bai Jiangnan’s eight-pack left Yan Yifan with no capacity for rational thought. He nodded without hesitation, still muttering with feigned disbelief: “Trying to trick me! My abs are top-tier!”

Bai Jiangnan, still wearing his white T-shirt and loose shorts, casually lifted the hem of his shirt.

On his slightly tan skin were eight neatly arranged abdominal muscles, bulging with the aesthetic sense of power, every curve seemingly soaked in a lethal, attractive sexiness.

So… so damn handsome! Yan Yifan was dazed. He blankly reached out and poked Bai Jiangnan’s abs once, then again, feeling the powerful and elastic skin under his hand. He had only one thought: So damn handsome! Perfect!

Bai Jiangnan’s voice pulled him back to reality as he said with a smile, “How is it? Not bad, right?”

Yan Yifan blinked, let out a cold snort, and acted dismissive: “What’s the big deal? Just some abs. Like no one else has them?”

Bai Jiangnan’s gaze held a hint of playfulness: “Is that so? Then what about yours? Let me see them too?”

How could Yan Yifan dare to show his white, soft, single-block of abdominal fat?

Bai Jiangnan raised an eyebrow.

Yan Yifan’s eyes darted around, not daring to look him in the eye, as he spoke boastfully: “You don’t understand. Girls nowadays like mine feel better to the touch!”

“Oh~” Bai Jiangnan said, “Is that so?”

Yan Yifan took the chance to pinch his long, hard arm again, saying, “This won’t do. It’s too hard; girls won’t like it. Everyone’s aesthetic nowadays is the ‘soft and cute’ type, you know? Look at the ‘Little Fresh Meat’ idols today aren’t they all ‘Fresh Meat’? How come you never hear anyone being called ‘Little Hard Meat’?”

“Pfft!” Bai Jiangnan suddenly burst out laughing. He covered his mouth and turned his head away, his shoulders shaking rhythmically. It was quite exaggerated.

Yan Yifan had been talking nonsense, and seeing Bai Jiangnan laugh like that made him unable to hold back either. The two of them were like idiots, heads turned away, shoulders shaking. Occasionally they made eye contact, which only made them laugh harder.

Hao Xue’er glanced their way, her gaze lingering on Bai Jiangnan for a moment before looking away.

Yi Ke’s gaze carried a hint of resentment. She looked around the room and noticed that Shen Leilei hadn’t come, her eyes filling with a mix of disdain and hope. How could Yan Yifan even stand someone that stupid? Did she think that because Yan Yifan is the young boss, she could do whatever she wanted after being recommended? She didn’t even look into Director Li Ji’an’s reputation. Although he looks amiable and smiling, when it comes to acting, he sees everything! Thinking she can survive the entertainment industry with that kind of emotional intelligence, honestly! Yi Ke was moved to a frustrated laugh.

After laughing for a while, Yan Yifan’s stomach hurt too much to continue. He pulled a face.

Bai Jiangnan also stopped, still smiling, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Yan Yifan: “I laughed so much my stomach and cheeks are sore!”

At this, Bai Jiangnan burst out laughing again. After finally stopping, he said, “Weren’t you making up stories quite smoothly? How did you end up laughing like this yourself?”

Yan Yifan made a bitter face: “It’s literally digging a hole and falling into it myself. You’re such a ‘pit-the-dad’ monster!”

Bai Jiangnan wouldn’t take the blame: “I’m the ‘scapegoat’ hero; you’re the ‘pit-the-dad’ monster, right? If you hadn’t talked nonsense, why would people be looking at us like we’re idiots?”

Yan Yifan looked around and realized that indeed, more than one gaze was sweeping over them. He said, “Director Li looks amiable, but he likes down-to-earth actors most. You’d better listen carefully; maybe you’ll get some guidance from him.”

Bai Jiangnan looked toward the front. Li Ji’an didn’t seem to care about the lack of discipline below and was still speaking enthusiastically. Some people were listening carefully, while others were playing with phones, chatting, or spacing out… While listening to Li Ji’an, Bai Jiangnan whispered, “Thanks.”

Yan Yifan: “It’s nothing. It’s just that seeing your ordinary looks, I’m afraid you’ll be eclipsed by all the handsome guys and beauties before you can even realize your ambitions, so I’m just giving you a reminder.”