The Daily Life of a Male God Teasing a Shou - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Only after that did Yan Yifan find out that it was actually a deliberate setup the reporters had been notified to go and take photos specifically to coordinate with the film crew’s hype.

“So you were angry all day?” Lu Liming’s WeChat avatar flashed as he spoke in disbelief.

Yan Yifan’s face turned red as he said, “I was not. Am I really that petty?”

Lu Liming: “Heh heh!”

Yan Yifan couldn’t be bothered with him: “Alright, alright, nobody is as gossipy as you! Just focus on doing your variety show well! Don’t slack off all the time.”

Lu Liming clearly didn’t intend to let him off the hook and asked, “What about the screenwriter An Shaotao? Didn’t he tell you never to enter the screenwriting group again?”

Yan Yifan didn’t want to bring it up when he thought of it: “Don’t even mention it. My brother actually flew over and forced me to offer a humble apology (carrying thorns on my back) to him in front of everyone. My god, I lost both my dignity and my face! He even confiscated my monthly allowance and probably said something to several people in charge of the crew. Now I’m crying out to heaven and earth with no response; I have zero say in the crew. I can’t even leave a bit early after work! And as for An Shaotao, he’s currently making me check data every day and write some incredibly cheesy scene dialogues, and every time I hand them over, he lectures me for half an hour! ORZ”

Lu Liming: “Hahahahahahahahaha”

Yan Yifan: “I say! Are you even a friend! Is there anyone who mocks me like this?!”

Lu Liming: “Hahahahahahahahaha”

Yan Yifan sent an “unfriend” emoji over, put away his phone, stole a cautious glance at An Shaotao, and continued his miserable data searching.

After work, Yan Yifan walked to the locust tree that was over a hundred years old on the set to wait for Shen Leilei.

Today was Saturday, and Shen Leilei arrived a bit late. From a distance, Yan Yifan could see she looked extremely unhappy, her small high heels stomping with great force.

Yan Yifan asked with a smile, “Why so huffy?”

Shen Leilei gave him a resentful look and said nothing.

Yan Yifan: “What’s wrong? Were you bullied?”

Shen Leilei still said nothing. After the two of them got into the car, Shen Leilei covered her face with both hands and burst out crying with a “wu” sound.

Yan Yifan hurriedly pulled out tissues for her and put his arm around her shoulder, asking, “Why the sudden tears? Stop crying, stop crying!”

Shen Leilei lay in his arms, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed, and from time to time she hit him with her fists, “Waaaah!”

Yan Yifan’s clothes were soaked by her crying, and his throat went dry from trying to comfort her; he was very worried. Shen Leilei had a strong-willed personality and was usually haughty and arrogant; even if she were bullied, she would fiercely snap back. Why was she crying like this now?

After crying for over ten minutes, Shen Leilei’s sobs finally lessened, and she lay in Yan Yifan’s arms whimpering.

Yan Yifan comforted her softly, “Alright, tell me now, what exactly happened?”

Shen Leilei sat up and used a tissue to wipe her eyes, which were as red as a rabbit’s, looking very pitiful. Shen Leilei said, “The production assistant bullied me. He said I had scenes today and told me to come at six this morning to wait. I waited all day and no one paid any attention to me at all. I went to find the production assistant, and he said the leads’ scenes were delayed and told me to come back at six tomorrow morning. I couldn’t stand it and said a few words to him, and he… he told me to get lost, saying I was just a, a…” As she spoke, the tears started coming down again.

Yan Yifan’s family was in the entertainment business, so he naturally knew that the things Shen Leilei mentioned were common for unknown minor artists. The entertainment circle looks like a place where one can make a name for oneself, but in reality, the hierarchy is distinct; the treatment of artists at different levels is as different as heaven and earth. If you want to gain the respect of others, the only way is to become famous.

Shen Leilei’s red eyes looked at Yan Yifan.

Yan Yifan said, “I’ll go talk to Director Li tomorrow. The production assistant is indeed abusing his power.”

Shen Leilei was somewhat in disbelief and asked, “And then?”

Yan Yifan knew what Shen Leilei wanted him to do, but he could intervene once he couldn’t intervene for a lifetime: “The entertainment industry is like this, favoring the high and trampling the low. I’ll talk to the director; it might be a bit better in the future.”

Shen Leilei said with a trembling voice, “Can’t you just ask the director to change my role? Or add more scenes for me? Isn’t this your family’s film crew? I don’t ask to be the female lead, but what about the second or third lead? Help me! I beg you! As long as I have more scenes, let’s see if those people still dare to look down on me or bully me!”

Yan Yifan said clearly, “That’s impossible. Leilei, this is your first time acting, and you’re an outsider with no understanding of it at all. You’re not a genius either; your performance ability needs improvement. What you need right now is to observe other people’s acting skills and compare them with your own to make progress. If your role had too many scenes but you didn’t have the acting skills to match, you wouldn’t even get past Director Li, let alone the audience. Today’s audience members aren’t fools; they would definitely bash you until you fall into despair.”

Shen Leilei was extremely angry and said in a shrill voice, “In the end, you just refuse to help me! And you’re blaming it on me having no acting skills! Which of those young idols has any acting skills anyway!”

Yan Yifan: “Every one of them has stayed in the entertainment industry for at least three years or more before it was possible to become popular. Leilei, don’t be too impatient; finish acting this role first”

Before he could finish his sentence, Shen Leilei roughly pushed open the car door and walked away huffily, the da-da-da sound of her high heels being particularly grating.

Yan Yifan looked at her back and knew this would be the outcome. He reached out somewhat irritably to pull the car door shut, but the door felt heavy and wouldn’t close.

Yan Yifan looked up, and Bai Jiangnan showed him a smile: “Hey, what a coincidence?”

“What coincidence? You weren’t eavesdropping here, were you?” Yan Yifan rolled his eyes.

Bai Jiangnan sat in the passenger seat, closed the door, and said, “It just so happens to be a holiday tomorrow, let’s go play games together!”

Yan Yifan glanced at him, raised an eyebrow and said, “All night?”

Bai Jiangnan: “If it’s all night, then it’s all night!”

The two of them went back to the hotel together. Bai Jiangnan was born in 802, and Yan Yifan was born in 706. They went back to their rooms and ordered takeout. The first thing Yan Yifan did was turn on the game console; he was feeling very unhappy in his heart. After spending a month with Shen Leilei, he had almost fully understood her personality. Shen Leilei was a very materialistic person with sky-high ambitions. After a few meetings, the initial impression of Shen Leilei as cute and lively was gone, replaced only by deep fatigue.

However, even though he knew what Shen Leilei’s goal was, he still hadn’t broken up with her because these things meant nothing to him. As long as Shen Leilei didn’t cross his bottom line, he would fulfill the duties of a boyfriend as much as possible, except for intimacy. But Shen Leilei was always like this, and Yan Yifan was only human; he could get tired too.

Bai Jiangnan handed a glass of water to the long-faced Yan Yifan.

Yan Yifan glanced at him and took it, “Thanks.”

Bai Jiangnan said nothing. The two of them sat on the carpet in front of the sofa, turned on the 24-inch high-definition screen game console, and before long, the game was in full swing.

Yan Yifan: “My god, save me! Come over here! I’m going to die! Sht sht sht sht!”

Bai Jiangnan: “Wait a moment, I’m coming right over”

Yan Yifan had a mourning face, “Dead.” QAQ

Bai Jiangnan: “…”

Yan Yifan couldn’t help but turn his anger toward Bai Jiangnan: “Why are you so talented!” Why is he so great at everything! Looks, physique, socializing, singing, acting and now even playing games he’s more than one level better than me! How is anyone else supposed to live!

Bai Jiangnan rubbed his nose and said, “It’s alright.” Seeing Yan Yifan’s indignant face, he went over and took his game controller, saying, “I’ll teach you.”

Bai Jiangnan’s hand touched Yan Yifan’s hand; their fingers brushed lightly and then quickly separated. Yan Yifan glanced at him briefly; Bai Jiangnan looked perfectly normal as he pointed things out to him bit by bit. “When you were pressing the buttons just now, you liked to pause for a second. Also, if you press these shortcut keys like this, the speed will be a bit faster…”

Yan Yifan listened while looking at him. Bai Jiangnan handed him the controller: “You give it a try.”

Yan Yifan pressed it according to his button style.

Bai Jiangnan’s hand covered his, “Not like that, watch how I press.”

Yan Yifan was somewhat dazed. He watched Bai Jiangnan’s hand resting on his own, guiding him finger by finger. His hand was warm and quite powerful; when it lightly enveloped his hand, it gave Yan Yifan a very safe feeling. A girl who could hold hands with Bai Jiangnan must be very happy, right?

Bai Jiangnan: “Did you learn it?”

Yan Yifan snapped back and quickly shook his head. Relying on the fact that Bai Jiangnan was straight and couldn’t see the ambiguity between men, Yan Yifan said righteously, “No, it’s not working. Teach me again.” His Best Actor-level acting skills exploded, but unfortunately, there was no one to appreciate it.

Bai Jiangnan taught Yan Yifan a few more times, and Yan Yifan was so happy he almost floated away. After indulging for a while, Yan Yifan finally indicated that he had mastered it. He demonstrated once, and Bai Jiangnan nodded: “This time it’s okay. You need to practice this; it’ll be fine if I play with you a few more times.”

The two of them started playing again.

Yan Yifan: “Damn damn damn damn damn! Almost dead, almost dead!”

Bai Jiangnan: “Over here, over here! Dodge this way!”

Yan Yifan: “Aaaaah! Quick, save me!”

Bai Jiangnan: “Don’t run so fast! Come here, I’ll take the lead!”

Yan Yifan: “Holy crap! I actually dodged it! My god! So exciting!”

Bai Jiangnan whistled and sang, “The boundless horizon is my love, outside the clear game screen I am coming, what kind of rhythm is the most, most swaying…”

Yan Yifan: “Hahahahahaha, you’re toxic!” He laughed until he fell onto the sofa, his body twitching constantly as if he were having an epileptic fit.

Bai Jiangnan continued to sing generously, swaying his body to the rhythm as he sang: “Leisurely playing the most dazzling game, let love wash away all the dust”

The two of them were playing happily. Before long, the takeout arrived. Yan Yifan had no energy left from laughing and curled up on the sofa. Bai Jiangnan took the delivery and put it on the dining table, picking up a water glass while giving Yan Yifan two kicks.

Yan Yifan stood up and sat at the table, sniffed, and said, “Looks pretty good!” His stomach also took the opportunity to growl twice. Yan Yifan felt a bit embarrassed and scratched his cheek, saying, “It’s all your fault for finding such fragrant takeout. Are you trying to make me look bad on purpose?”

Bai Jiangnan made a scene of being startled: “Oh no, you found me out!”

Yan Yifan: “Hahahahahahahahaha!”

Bai Jiangnan also laughed. He set out the takeout, and the two sat at the table eating. Yan Yifan devoured the food like a whirlwind, then covered his stomach to digest after finishing, saying, “I’ve been ordered around by Screenwriter An for the past few days until my feet didn’t touch the ground. I barely ate a few bites of the crew’s lunch boxes at noon; now I’ve finally come back to life!”

Bai Jiangnan: “Bring some snacks yourself then. My room has tons that my assistant bought, but unfortunately I can’t eat too many.”

Yan Yifan: “Why?”

Bai Jiangnan: “Scared of getting fat!”

Yan Yifan touched his own little belly and felt the food he had just eaten churning and clamoring inside: I’ve already gained five pounds this year! You pig! How can you eat so much!