Although it was just a VCR, it was essentially Gu Xiaowei’s variety show debut!

This needed to be taken seriously, carefully filmed, and interesting questions asked. Who knows, it might even trend on social media when the show airs.

“Service?” Luo Yu was stunned.

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“Yes, is Teacher Gu busy right now? I remember he was supposed to be filming a movie, right? Wasn’t it with Director Sheng? If he’s willing to take time out to record a VCR, we need to…”

Luo Yu became more embarrassed, “He… he’s not that busy…”

Just then, Gu Xiaowei’s WeChat popped up: [Still taking long? I want to go eat pork stomach and chicken with you.]

“Well…” Luo Yu considered how to describe the current situation.

He could sense that if the director knew Gu Xiaowei was in his room, the director’s enthusiasm would be overwhelming.

Mick saw Luo Yu’s troubled look and sneered, “Is it that you want to find Gu Xiaowei, but he’s ignoring you?”

Luo Yu sighed, covering his forehead and said, “Alright, he’s in my room. We originally planned to go eat pork stomach and chicken tonight… He came because he’s interested in filming outdoor variety shows and wants to check it out… Does the director mind?”

After Luo Yu finished speaking, Mick fell silent, but the director’s mouth could hold an egg.

“He’s in your room? In our hotel?” the director asked.

“Yes.”

“Then we definitely need to visit, say hello, and check if Teacher Gu is comfortable here and if he has any other requests!”

The director put his arm around Luo Yu’s shoulder, and they walked out together.

Mick was stunned on the spot. If Gu Xiaowei was giving face because of Jiang Yinchuan, there was no need for him to follow Luo Yu to the crew or stay in his room. It clearly showed their close relationship!

Besides, Gu Xiaowei’s friends were all actors like Cheng Fei, who were dedicated to acting and didn’t seek fame. What made Luo Yu catch Gu Xiaowei’s eye?

Mick wanted to follow but felt it was inappropriate. He could only take a deep breath and return to his own room.

Luo Yu brought Xu Mu to his room and knocked on the door, saying loudly, “Director and I are coming in.”

To his surprise, Gu Xiaowei opened the door proactively, “Back already? Did you finalize everything?”

When Xu Mu saw Gu Xiaowei, he was thinking about how to greet him, knowing that Gu Xiaowei was usually a bit distant in daily life, but Gu Xiaowei was the one who extended his hand first.

“Hello, Director Xu, I came to the hotel with my senior brother just to have a look. I hope it hasn’t caused any trouble for your work.”

Xu Mu was taken aback. Who said that Gu Xiaowei was cold? He was clearly very polite!

Although he considered himself a significant figure in variety shows, Gu Xiaowei didn’t care about variety shows at all. He only worked with directors like Lin Yue, Xu Han, and Sheng Yunlan, so it was no surprise if Gu Xiaowei didn’t know who he was.

But even though Xu Mu was just standing at the door, Gu Xiaowei already knew his surname and took the initiative to greet him. Compared to some young stars who become arrogant after gaining a bit of fame, Xu Mu appreciated Gu Xiaowei’s demeanor more.

Xu Mu walked in, and Gu Xiaowei invited him to sit on the sofa and even poured him a cup of tea, acting very properly and gracefully.

“It’s our fault for not arranging things properly. We should have arranged a room for you when Teacher Gu arrived.”

Gu Xiaowei shook his head and looked at Luo Yu, saying, “No need to go through all that trouble. I stayed with my senior brother when we were filming before. It’s convenient for discussing roles.”

“Discussing roles… Are you filming the same movie?”

This was news not only to Xu Mu but also to Luo Yu.

“Yes, a movie,” Gu Xiaowei answered simply, “but it’s not confirmed yet.”

Xu Mu looked at Luo Yu differently now. Being able to act in the same movie as Gu Xiaowei? That must be Sheng Yunlan’s “Beast and Rose.”

Gu Xiaowei was reserved in his words, saying “not confirmed yet,” but since he came to the variety show with Luo Yu simply to discuss roles, it seemed like an official announcement was just around the corner.

“Regarding the VCR, if Teacher Gu doesn’t mind, I’ll have a photographer come over tonight to shoot. I’ll send the questions to you beforehand, and Teacher Luo will ask them. We’ll design the VCR as a chat format, is that okay?”

“Of course,” Gu Xiaowei nodded.

Not only Xu Mu but also Luo Yu was surprised by how readily Gu Xiaowei agreed.

“Thank you, Teacher Gu. How about having dinner together tonight?”

Gu Xiaowei pointed to the street opposite the hotel, “I need to discuss a few things with my senior brother, so it might be inconvenient to have dinner together. If you don’t mind, we’ll start recording the VCR at 8 p.m. tonight. Is that okay with you?”

Xu Mu agreed, and the VCR recording was settled. Moreover, inviting Gu Xiaowei to dinner with so many people might make him tired with all the socializing.

“Alright, I’ll send the questions for the VCR to you for confirmation later.”

“Good,” Gu Xiaowei checked his watch, “If Director Xu doesn’t mind, Luo Yu and I will head out for dinner now.”

“Sure. The pig’s stomach and chicken at the restaurant across the street is quite good. If you go there, I’ll have the program team book a private room for you. There are many fans around here because of the show, so a private room would help avoid disturbances.”

Gu Xiaowei looked at Director Xu and shook hands with him again, “Thank you for your consideration, Director Xu.”

Luo Yu observed Gu Xiaowei speaking politely to Xu Mu. Although he was generally well-mannered, being so courteous to Xu Mu was likely to make a good impression on the director.

After Xu Mu left, Lu Yu sat down opposite Gu Xiaowei and said, “I feel you really take care of me… It’s just… too unreasonable.”

Gu Xiaowei just happened to bend down to pick up the teacup from the table and leaned forward slightly, looking into Luo Yu’s eyes, “It’s such a small thing, yet you feel it is so unreasonable?”

“Is this really just a small thing? You took care of me when I was drunk; you supported me when I was criticized online; you accompanied me to choose clothes and took photos for me… And now you’re acting as my driver to a variety show. Even boyfriends don’t take care of their girlfriends like this.”

Gu Xiaowei leaned in closer, and even his long eyelashes were clearly visible. This was probably Gu Xiaowei’s talent—when he looked at someone, it was hard for that person to look away.

“Senior Brother, you’re so smart. Can’t you guess why?” Gu Xiaowei asked.

Luo Yu’s throat bobbed  involuntarily, and his heart began to beat faster. In his past life, he thought he had seen it all and could remain indifferent to life and death.

But when Gu Xiaowei looked at him like that, with eyes that held a silent defiance and a light not suppressed or hidden by the world, gently but persistently illuminating Luo Yu’s heart, who was accustomed to being misunderstood and coldly treated, it made his heart race.

“Why?” Luo Yu asked.

“You can ask me during the VCR recording. I’ll give you the answer.”

Gu Xiaowei stood up, shook out his coat, and draped it over his shoulders, his entire demeanor exuding an alpha presence.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked to the door, turning to look at Luo Yu still sitting in his place. He smiled lightly, “Let’s go, I’m really hungry.”

Luo Yu quickly stood up. Just as he reached the door, Gu Xiaowei pressed down on his shoulder and said with a smile, “Aren’t you going to wear your coat?”

“Ah, oh…” Luo Yu hurriedly turned to get his coat, putting it on and adjusting the collar as he followed Gu Xiaowei.

In the hallway, they happened to run into two crew members.

Gu Xiaowei, with his hands in his pockets and little expression on his face, walked straight to the elevator, turning back to say, “In my eyes, you’re already so beautiful that fish sink and geese fall, and even the moon hides and flowers feel ashamed. No need to fuss over the collar.” (TN: both idioms emphasize unparalleled beauty, likening it to something that transcends the natural world)

The two staff members stood there stunned, as if questioning their own ears.

Luo Yu quickened his pace to catch up with Gu Xiaowei and tapped him on the back, “That’s enough. I don’t remember any of your dramas having lines like that.”

As the elevator doors closed and it was just the two of them inside, Gu Xiaowei leaned toward Luo Yu’s ear and whispered, “Have you seen all of my dramas and movies? Otherwise, how would you be sure there aren’t any lines like that?”

Luo Yu shifted slightly away, “I admit defeat, I surrender.”

“Senior Brother, how did you lose? Did your heart race?” Gu Xiaowei’s gaze carried a hint of teasing.

They reached the first floor, and Luo Yu quickly exited the elevator, “The heart that doesn’t race is dead.”

With any breath left in them, how could anyone’s heart not race when encountering someone like Gu Xiaowei?

Gu Xiaowei looked at Luo Yu’s retreating figure, his lips curving into a subtle smile.

And the two staff members in the hallway woke up from their daze as the elevator doors closed.

“Oh my god! I saw Gu Xiaowei! There were rumors that he was coming to our show’s recording site, and I thought Director Xu was just bragging!”

“Gu Xiaowei hasn’t done variety shows in all these years… Could our show be the first?”

“Did you hear what he just said? ‘Fish sink and geese fall’? ‘The moon hides and flowers feel ashamed?'”

“He seemed to be joking with Luo Yu! Oh my god, I follow him on Weibo, and the person he interacts with the most recently is Luo Yu! I didn’t expect him to be so… so down-to-earth when interacting with Luo Yu!”

“But using ‘fish sink and geese fall,’ ‘the moon hides and flowers feel ashamed’ to describe him isn’t wrong. I used to think Luo Yu was very handsome but just another pretty face in the entertainment industry. But starting this year, Luo Yu seems like he’s been remade, looking even better and more charismatic.”

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“Shh, keep it down. Don’t let He Mu hear. They don’t get along.”

“Got it, got it. Just admiring in secret. But Luo Yu’s figure when he walked past me was really great, with long legs and such grace!”

Meanwhile, He Mu had called Mick and another group member, Liu Songtao, to his room to strategize about how to win tomorrow’s game.

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Luo Yu squinted and faced off against the other, but unfortunately, Gu Xiaowei was very steady, and Luo Yu’s eyes got tired.

He patted Gu Xiaowei’s shoulder, “Well, you don’t need to act right now. I’ll go find the director and go over tomorrow’s shooting schedule again. You can just rest here for a while?”

“Okay. I’ll wait for you to come back before I start acting again.” Gu Xiaowei turned and sat down on the small sofa by the coffee table, starting to scroll through his phone.

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If possible, when I come back, please don’t act either.

Luo Yu called the director, who said he was in his room and gave Luo Yu a room number, so Luo Yu went to find him.

As soon as he opened the door, he found that someone was already in the director’s room—a young man dressed in oversized casual clothes, with a trendy look and delicate features.

Luo Yu searched his mind for who this person was, and oh, it seemed like he was a regular on “Burn, Little Cosmos.” Luo Yu didn’t remember his name, but he was a member of an idol group and, like He Mu, was from Dijun Media. He was also on the same team as He Mu for this recording.

When Luo Yu entered, the young man stopped talking and sat in the corner with an unhappy expression.

Director Xu Mu shook hands with Luo Yu warmly and spoke with enthusiasm, indicating that Jiang Yinchuan’s relationship with him was indeed quite good.

“Welcome, welcome to join our ‘Burn, Little Cosmos’ family. You’ve seen the basic game process, right, Luo Yu?”

“Yes, I’ve seen it.”

Luo Yu sat down with the director, who handed him a bottle of mineral water and explained the different game segments.

“I know it’s your first time participating in a variety show, so don’t think too much. The CUE process and creating a lively atmosphere will be handled by the MCs, who know everyone’s gags and personas. You just need to get a feel for the atmosphere.”

Luo Yu was about to say thank you when the still-present young man spoke sarcastically, “As expected President Jiang has a lot of influence. We have to have gags and laughs, but Luo Yu is just here to experience the atmosphere?”

Xu Mu looked at him with a bit of impatience, “Mick, I have a guest right now. If you want to continue discussing this issue, could you wait until I’ve finished explaining the recording details with Luo Yu?”

Mick didn’t show any intention of leaving, instead crossing his arms and looking out the window, seemingly indifferent.

Luo Yu sensed Mick’s dissatisfaction, probably due to his sudden appearance in the program group, but what the specific issue was could only be learned after the show aired.

“By the way, Luo Yu, since it’s your first time on our show, we need three friends from the industry to record a VCR for you, sharing some interesting stories. This will help generate interest in you from the audience.” Xu Mu said, “You can send us the VCR after the show is recorded. But you need to think about who to invite first.”

“Ah… okay.” Luo Yu nodded, thinking he could ask Brother Long, Fang Qin, and Ye Shengyi to help with this.

But the director seemed quite concerned about this, asking, “Have you decided who to invite yet?”

“Yes, an actor, roommate, and makeup artist friend from when we were filming ‘Counterattack.'”

As soon as Luo Yu finished speaking, Mick scoffed, “Luo Yu, the director said the VCR is meant to generate interest from the audience, which basically means getting well-known artists from the industry to promote the show. You were just a supporting role in ‘Counterattack,’ right? Your roommate was probably a supporting role too, maybe even less famous than you. And a makeup artist? Who cares?”

Xu Mu frowned and glared at Mick, “I advise you to be more friendly. The decision to invite Luo Yu was made by the program team, and we have our considerations. If you have so many objections, you can choose to leave.”

Mick’s gaze clearly wavered as he muttered, “I signed a contract for the whole season.”

“But my director contract isn’t with you. I don’t have the responsibility or obligation to meet your needs.” Xu Mu looked back at Luo Yu, sensing his awkwardness, and explained, “We originally had a regular who got injured, and Mick wanted to invite his former group member Xie Liao to join the show. Mick, Xie Liao, and He Mu were part of the same group, so it’s a reunion.”

Xie Liao? Luo Yu remembered him well!

In his previous life, Xie Liao seemed to have participated in a variety show. He didn’t know he had a chronic lung condition and had a health crisis due to physical exertion during the recording. Fortunately, there was an emergency doctor on-site who quickly provided first aid and sent him to the hospital, saving his life.

Xie Liao had to leave the entertainment industry due to his health, but sometimes misfortune turns into a blessing. He later started a beverage shop that gradually became a chain with widespread success. During an interview, Xie Liao mentioned that although he loved music, he lacked talent and opportunities, so he was willing to support young people with musical dreams.

Of course, Luo Yu couldn’t tell Mick about Xie Liao’s health issues; Mick would definitely think Luo Yu was crazy.

Luo Yu apologized to Mick, “Sorry, when President Jiang spoke about this show, I really didn’t know you had this arrangement. Sorry for wasting the opportunity for your group reunion.”

Mick didn’t expect Luo Yu to apologize, but he had heard from He Mu during their recording that Luo Yu snatched announcements and ate leftovers, so he thought Luo Yu was just up to his old tricks.

“Don’t be too upset. You’ve already made the hot searches a few times. Even before ‘Counterattack’ airs, you’ve cleverly set up your acting persona. Xie Liao lacks your foresight and is still obscure.” Mick said with a fake smile.

In the past, Luo Yu would have felt hurt by Mick’s hostility, but now he found the young man somewhat endearing from a different perspective.

After all, when Luo Yu was struggling to turn things around a few years ago, besides Gu Xiaowei, no one helped him like Mick did for his group member. Not to mention Hu Wei, who almost sold him to Jiang Yunxie despite Luo Yu helping him sign with Zhuque Media.

“Don’t be too upset. After this season ends, maybe next season you’ll be able to record the show with Xie Liao.”

Or perhaps Xie Liao has another successful path in life.

Luo Yu’s tone was calm, not showing any anger, which made Mick feel as if he was punching a cotton ball—nothing seemed right.

“You should sort out your VCR first.” Mick turned his face to continue looking out the window, likely hoping to hear if Luo Yu was really only recording for one episode.

Luo Yu’s phone rang, displaying “Cheng Fei.”

Seeing the name, the director’s eyes lit up. Luo Yu said somewhat apologetically, “Director, can I take this call?”

“Go ahead, go ahead!”

As soon as the call connected, Cheng Fei’s loud voice came through, “Luo Yu, I heard you’re going to participate in that ‘Explode, Little Cosmos’?”

Luo Yu helplessly corrected him, “It’s ‘Burn, Little Cosmos.'”

“Eh, it’s pretty much the same. But I know that the show is looking for three influential friends to record VCRs for you. I’ve been waiting here, waiting, waiting, and almost ready to have dinner and you haven’t contacted me. I figured there aren’t many of your friends with more influence than me… Did you really find someone else instead of me?” Cheng Fei finished with a flourish.

Luo Yu rubbed his chin, “Hmm, how did you know I was recording this variety show?”

“Gu Xiaowei told me. I know he was quite free before his next film started, so I asked him to play tennis. Who knew he said he was busy taking you to record a variety show! That show Xie Chang went on before, and I recorded a VCR for her, praising her as if she was unmatched in the heavens and the earth.”

Cheng Fei, it seemed, was experienced in flattering and promised not to mess it up.

Luo Yu glanced at the director, who had clearly heard Cheng Fei’s words. Cheng Fei volunteering to record a VCR for Luo Yu could be considered an indirect participation in their show, and Luo Yu might even use Cheng Fei’s fame to boost the show’s slipping ratings!

But Luo Yu sighed, “That’s not good. I can’t just use your popularity.”

If the anti-fans found out, not only would they attack Luo Yu, but Cheng Fei’s temperament would not tolerate his friends being wronged, which could lead to intense confrontations that Luo Yu feared he wouldn’t be able to handle.

The director almost grabbed the phone from him, oh my god, this is a great opportunity!

Cheng Fei laughed, “Bro, my bandwidth is in gigabytes. Even if you use it a little, it won’t slow down.”

This made Luo Yu laugh and also relieved the director.

“Thank you, Brother Cheng. I’ve already mooched off your meals and car before, and now I’m mooching off your bandwidth.” Luo Yu was genuinely grateful.

“No need to thank me. Just don’t get addicted to variety shows and neglect acting.” Cheng Fei paused and added, “I hear from your tone that before I called, you hadn’t secured any of the three VCRs?”

“Well, you’re here, so that’s one done,” Luo Yu said with a smile.

“Tsk, it’s not that hard for you! Just ask Xie Chang! She’s your fan, and as soon as you ask she’ll immediately perk up—I mean, get all dolled up!” 

Luo Yu smiled helplessly, “The young lady also has her own work and things to do, and she needs her agent’s permission.”

“And there’s Gu Xiaowei. Just talk to him,” Cheng Fei said with frustration, “In life, you can’t be so thin-skinned! Friends are there to depend on.”

“He doesn’t participate in variety shows, so let’s not bother him with the VCR…”

Before Luo Yu could finish, Cheng Fei said, “Eh? You don’t want to trouble him, but he wants to be troubled by you. I just created a small group chat and added you, Gu Xiaowei, and Xie Chang. Gu Xiaowei hasn’t left the group yet. Alright, alright, with these three VCRs, you can summon the dragon. Send the red envelopes later, bye-bye!”

The call ended, and Luo Yu looked at the WeChat group Cheng Fei had just created, where the conversation had already started.

Xie Chang: [Brother Luo, can I record the VCR for you now? Should I go for a light makeup? Can I use beauty filters?]

Cheng Fei: [You can use beauty filters up to level ten! Please restrain your no money required eagerness!]

Xie Chang: [Are you asking Brother Luo for money now, Brother Cheng?]

Cheng Fei: [He’s my bro! How can I ask him for money! Furious.jpeg]

Xie Chang: [@Gu Xiaowei, will you record a VCR?]

Gu Xiaowei: [Luo Yu will help me record it. We’re sleeping together.]

Seeing “We’re sleeping together,” Luo Yu nearly choked on his own saliva.

Xie Chang immediately replied: [So envious, being able to sleep with Brother Luo~]

Cheng Fei: [Your envy is strange! Are you envious of Teacher Gu or of your Brother Luo?]

Xie Chang: [I am envious, but I know you’re jealous. Because neither of these two old friends want to sleep with you!]

Cheng Fei and Xie Chang launched into a back-and-forth argument, saying that they could sleep together, and Gu Xiaowei could even go watch Luo Yu record the show, which was simply too lucky of him.

Luo Yu had no choice but to approach the director and ask quietly, “Are there any specific requirements for recording this VCR? Is a phone okay? Can beauty filters be used?”

The director asked, “Besides Cheng Fei, who else have you contacted?”

“Xie Chang and… Gu Xiaowei.”

Luo Yu meant to keep his voice low, not wanting Mick in the room to think he was showing off. Plus, he wasn’t sure about the specific process and requirements—what if Gu Xiaowei couldn’t record it?

But the director was so surprised that his voice rose a few notes. “You said Xie Chang and Gu Xiaowei? You’re also familiar with Xie Chang? Teacher Gu is willing to record a VCR for you? Are you sure?”

Mick also turned around in surprise, “Gu Xiaowei doesn’t participate in variety shows!”

Luo Yu’s popularity among artists was surprisingly high?

First, Cheng Fei called to offer help with the VCR and even brought in Xie Chang and Gu Xiaowei?

This might be Jiang Yinchuan’s network; after all, Yinchuan Culture had just been established, but with the funding behind it, it’s understandable that Cheng Fei and Xie Chang would give him face.

But would Gu Xiaowei also give face to someone like Luo Yu because of Jiang Yinchuan?

…It might not be impossible, as Gu Xiaowei had reportedly helped Luo Yu by sharing his posts several times.

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“Um… Director, can you send me the VCR recording requirements? I’ll forward it to them?”

Xu Mu waved his hand, “Wait a minute. If Teacher Gu really agrees, we can send a specialized crew member! Since he doesn’t have experience recording VCRs, we can provide… service.”

Xu Mu quickly emphasized that it was because Gu Xiaowei lacked experience that they were offering this service, otherwise, it would seem unfair to Cheng Fei and Xie Chang.

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Variety shows were outside Luo Yu’s area of expertise. If it were a stage play, he wouldn’t be worried at all. Even within the same drama, as long as he matched the scene, Luo Yu was confident he could outperform He Mu in delivering lines.

But recording a variety show… especially an outdoor sports one, He Mu, who debuted in singing and dancing, might have much better physical stamina and reflexes than himself. It’s not something that could be easily surpassed. President Jiang wanted him to defeat He Mu in He Mu’s area of expertise… well, Luo Yu decided to just enjoy the outdoor sports.

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“The recording starts at eight tomorrow morning, but the location is in N City. You’ll need to head there tonight, and we can meet up there… I need to accompany you for your first variety show. President Jiang asked me to pick an assistant for you, but I’ve been too busy to interview them… How about I choose two for you, and you can see if they fit?”

“I can handle it myself; I don’t really need an assistant,” Luo Yu preferred to handle everything on his own and felt uncomfortable with someone constantly hovering around him.

“How can you not need one? Don’t you need someone to hand you drinks or wipe sweat during games?”

“I can get my own drinks and wipe my own sweat.” Luo Yu didn’t understand why assistants were often seen around artists, adjusting their hair or dusting off their clothes, as if they had to find something to do.

“You also need an assistant to help you understand the crew’s arrangements, right?”

Luo Yu said helplessly, “Sister Cui, the assistant will understand 80% of the situation, but by the time they pass it on to me, it’s only 50-60%. It’s better if I communicate directly with the crew.”

“Other artists have assistants, and you don’t. Don’t you think it’s a bit lacking in class?” Sister Cui continued to persuade.

Luo Yu tapped his forehead with his finger. “Actually, I’m not used to it…”

At this moment, Gu Xiaowei spoke, “How about this, I’ll take you to the recording location, and we can eat there. As for the assistant, if they are unfamiliar, it’s better not to have one.”

Hearing Gu Xiaowei’s suggestion, Sister Cui knew she couldn’t persuade Luo Yu further and decided to give up.

After all, she would be on site tomorrow, so it should be fine.

Sister Cui sent the program arrangements to Luo Yu’s phone and advised him to review them carefully.

When Gu Xiaowei really started driving toward the highway, Luo Yu tugged at his sleeve, “I say… you’re not really going to take me to the variety show, are you?”

“Yes. Let’s go to N City to eat. I heard from Xiao Qin that their stuffed chicken is very fresh.”

“But don’t you have any appointments tomorrow?” Luo Yu asked again.

“‘Beast and Rose’ starts filming next month. Do you think I have any appointments?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Yu felt a pang of jealousy.

“You really don’t seem interested in making money.”

“Why do you say that?”

Luo Yu rested his chin on his hand and sighed, “Look, He Mu is making various endorsements, magazine appearances, and variety shows while his popularity is still high, trying to make as much money as he can. You’re like a retired old bureaucrat with no desires, only interested in acting.”

“It’s not just acting.”

“Then what else?” Luo Yu asked curiously and added, “Sanda doesn’t count.”

“You,” Gu Xiaowei answered.

“Me…? How did I come into this?”

“Senior Brother, you’re quite intriguing. You’re barely two years older than me but can portray the deepest and most distinctive parts of a character, like Bai Ying, Huo Haoyan, and Wen Yuchi today. So I’m very curious about what kind of person you are and how you sculpt your roles, as if you have an entry point for any character.”

Luo Yu stopped smiling because he knew Gu Xiaowei’s questions were serious.

Once this person decides to pursue something, he won’t turn back even if he hits a wall or faces dead ends.

It’s precisely because of his persistence that he has the potential to reach the pinnacle.

“When you reach my age, you’ll understand,” Luo Yu said, looking out the window.

“Is that so? Then I’ll see what I’m like a year and three months from now,” Gu Xiaowei said.

After nearly an hour and a half drive, they arrived in N City, near the recording location of “Burn, Little Cosmos”.

Luo Yu looked at the program setup, which was divided into two parts. The first part involved the crew renting a piece of land in an amusement park and setting up some game facilities, while the second part was at a private equestrian center with horseback riding activities.

“This show seems to require quite a bit of stamina. Let me see who the other people are,” Luo Yu scratched his head. “Hmm, some of the regulars’ names seem familiar, but I don’t really know them.”

“Anyone who makes it onto variety shows is usually a notable artist. You’ve been acting like you’re about to retire for the past few years, not participating in any good productions, so naturally, you wouldn’t recognize these ‘notable’ people.”

Luo Yu felt a bit embarrassed, realizing how overly sensitive he used to be.

“Well, don’t say that. Recently, I’ve met quite a few notable people, like your friend Cheng Fei.”

“Cheng Fei doesn’t like participating in variety shows either.”

“I know, I know. As a judge on talent shows, people are afraid he’ll drop the mic, and with interactive sport shows like this, they worry he might put someone in the hospital,” Luo Yu said.

“Yes. Since He Mu is among the regulars, to increase the viewership, you’ll probably be placed in an opposing team. They might even arrange a grand showdown between you two.”

“Right, the teams are already assigned. Let’s see… Ah, I know someone on my team! Li Shengyu is with me!”

“Li Shengyu? The one who provoked you in ‘Storm’ and lost the acting battle to you?”

“But we’ve reconciled since then. He used to get along well with He Mu, but that idol filter broke after that incident.”

“Okay, hopefully, he won’t hold you back. Who else is in your group?”

Luo Yu scratched the back of his head, “Jiang Muxing, the name sounds familiar, but he’s probably not an actor, right?”

“He’s a singer. I haven’t seen him perform,” Gu Xiaowei frowned. “His stamina probably isn’t great.”

“You’re quite picky. Why don’t you join this variety show? With you on the team, plus Li Shengyu, it would be a heavenly team. The program’s director would probably faint with joy.”

Luo Yu laughed, knowing Gu Xiaowei wouldn’t participate in variety shows.

“Fine, I’ll tell my agent. See if it’s too late or not.”

Gu Xiaowei put on his bluetooth headset, looking like he was about to call his agent.

Luo Yu was stunned, “You… don’t you usually avoid variety shows?”

“Anyway, it’s just playing games. It shouldn’t be like some talent shows where I have to recite pre-written lines and praise people.”

Hearing this, Luo Yu understood why Gu Xiaowei didn’t like variety shows much.

“Well, it’s not good if you join. Wouldn’t Li Shengyu or Jiang Muxing have to be replaced? It’s almost like taking someone’s job.”

“Looks like you don’t want to be in the same team as me. Afraid of a comparison in stamina?”

Luo Yu realized from the slight lift in Gu Xiaowei’s tone that he was just teasing him and wasn’t really going to join the show.

“But I am curious to see how these outdoor variety shows are filmed. Is there a script?” Gu Xiaowei said.

“The director of the show is in trouble; Teacher Gu is going to inspect the set.”

Luo Yu took Gu Xiaowei’s words as a joke, as non-staff members couldn’t observe the filming process.

They found a fast-food restaurant on the way, bought burgers for lunch, and drove over.

The show crew had already booked a hotel room for Luo Yu, and Sister Cui would deliver his luggage later.

Gu Xiaowei parked the car in the underground garage. Before getting out, Luo Yu asked, “Are you really not going back tonight?”

“Not going back.”

“Then are you staying with me or getting a separate room?”

Gu Xiaowei unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at Luo Yu, “Are you dissatisfied with me?”

“No, not at all. I told Sister Cui to bring a set of sheets and covers. She scolded me on WeChat, saying I’m so delicate yet still dare to say I don’t need an assistant.”

Hearing this, Gu Xiaowei’s expression softened with a hint of a smile.

Luo Yu remembered that last time they were filming together, he had brought his own bedding.

They went to the hotel front desk and presented their ID cards.

The receptionist was momentarily stunned when she first saw Luo Yu.

Luo Yu smiled gently at her, and the receptionist’s ears turned a little pink.

The hotel often had variety show crews coming and going, so the front desk was accustomed to celebrities. 

Moreover, the manager had specifically instructed the front desk to be professional, not to stare at celebrities, and to process check-ins quickly.

Most celebrities had their assistants handle check-ins, so it was surprising that Luo Yu came in person, and his bare face looked really good.

The receptionist took a deep breath and, as she was about to ask if the second ID card was for the same room, the name on it startled her.

—Gu Xiaowei.

She glanced to the side and indeed saw Gu Xiaowei.

Wearing a dark long coat, he had a tall, lean figure, and his handsome face showed no expression, remaining silent and low-key.

“Mr. Gu, what type of room do you need?” she asked politely.

“I’m staying with him,” Gu Xiaowei tilted his chin toward Luo Yu.

“Mr. Luo’s room is a double bed room,” the receptionist kindly reminded.

Most of the time, even close friends prefer to sleep in separate beds. They might chat together but don’t want to affect each other’s sleep.

Luo Yu turned around, “It’s a double bed room, but my sleeping habits aren’t great.”

Gu Xiaowei replied mildly, “We’ve slept together before.”

The receptionist suddenly looked up. Did she just hear that?

“Sure, if the recording goes well, we can still discuss the script together tonight.”

Hearing this, the receptionist quietly let out a breath. These two men were speaking like the straightest of men that their words sounded a bit gay.

Gu Xiaowei took the room key handed to him by the receptionist and gently tapped Luo Yu on the forehead. “I don’t want to talk about the script with you. I just want to have a good sleep with you.”

The receptionist’s heart was punched again. What did Gu Xiaowei just say?

Using such a cold tone to say, “I just want to have a good sleep with you”?

Then her heart settled again. Speaking openly in public means there’s no ambiguity between them.

Luo Yu apologetically smiled at the receptionist, “Sorry, he’s been really into his role lately, and that character is causing some issues.”

Then Luo Yu pointed to his head.

The receptionist was amused by Luo Yu’s helpless expression.

Once Luo Yu and Gu Xiaowei were in the elevator, the receptionist patted her chest.

She had watched Luo Yu’s “Plum Blossom Rain” before and had once fantasized about a campus prince like Luo Yu liking her.

Later, as Luo Yu didn’t have other notable works, she gradually forgot him.

Until just now, when she saw Luo Yu again, he seemed different from five years ago. His features were more handsome and striking, reminding her of the gentle, silvery rain in Jiangnan and the faint moonlight on the lake.

Her youthful emotions, once buried in mundane life, began to stir again.

She was genuinely happy for Luo Yu and looked forward to seeing him on the show.

In the elevator, Luo Yu nudged Gu Xiaowei with his elbow, “Classmate Gu, could you avoid saying ambiguous things in public next time, please?”

“What ambiguous things?” Gu Xiaowei scanned the floor with his key card.

Luo Yu crossed his arms and laughed, “What do you mean by ‘I just want to sleep well with you’? Have a bit of awareness as a top celebrity, okay?”

Gu Xiaowei thought for less than half a second, “Oh, I’ll correct it to ‘I just want to sleep with you’.”

The elevator doors opened. Gu Xiaowei walked out first, and Luo Yu followed. He thought that what Gu Xiaowei just said was even more ambiguous than “I just want to sleep well with you.”

Gu Xiaowei opened the room door, and the large white bed was right in the center of the room.

Luo Yu touched the bed sheets. Fortunately, they were quite clean.

But the bathroom… isn’t it too open?

Luo Yu knocked on the transparent glass, “Gu Xiaowei! It’s glass! Are you saying one of us has to watch while the other showers?”

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Gu Xiaowei walked over to Luo Yu and followed his gaze, “You don’t have to watch.”

“No, I want to watch,” Luo Yu pointed to his eyes and then poked Gu Xiaowei’s chest.

“Fine, we can watch each other,” Gu Xiaowei said with a cold expression, showing no sign of embarrassment.

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Sheng Yunlan glanced at the sight of her taking notes in a notebook, worried she might forget Luo Yu’s earlier performance. He restrained the upward curve of his lips and said calmly, “The audition is not over yet. It’s like when we saw He Mu earlier—you thought he was impressive. Then, seeing Liang Shengqiu, you felt he was very suitable for Wen Yuchi. Now, having seen Luo Yu, you think he’s amazing, fearing that if you let this opportunity pass, you might not find another like him. Perhaps, in the upcoming auditions, there will be even more extraordinary performances.”

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The producer and the assistant director exchanged glances and shook their heads helplessly, unsure if Sheng Yunlan’s high standards were genuine or if he was just acting composed.

Who knew that Gu Xiaowei, putting down his thermos, said, “None of you mentioned that Luo Yu was impressive just now.”

Sheng Yunlan acted as if he hadn’t heard and continued looking at the resume of the next auditionee.

The assistant director and producer paused for a moment and suddenly realized the implication of Gu Xiaowei’s words—since none of them had called Luo Yu impressive, it must be Sheng Yunlan’s personal opinion.

Well, even at this age, playing coy still happens.

As expected, with Luo Yu’s performance setting the bar so high, others really did seem “not cloud-like compared to Wushan.”

Finally, the audition was over. Xia Tan quickly said goodbye, saying she had script revisions to make, and left.

The assistant director stretched and noticed Sheng Yunlan was still looking at Luo Yu’s resume.

Gu Xiaowei nodded to the assistant director and said, “The audition is over now, so I’ll head back.”

“Oh, Xiao Wei, you’ve had a long day. Go get some rest.”

Gu Xiaowei opened the door and walked toward the elevator, his pace quickening, the hem of his coat swaying with his strides.

Passing staff members couldn’t help but look in his direction, wondering what could make Gu Xiaowei so anxious.

At that moment, Luo Yu was in a small bookstore two streets away from the hotel.

The bookstore had narrow aisles and was packed with old books, including novels from thirty years ago priced at one yuan and ninety-eight cents each.

The shopkeeper was an elderly man with graying hair, wearing reading glasses, sitting at the counter near the entrance, reading a newspaper.

Luo Yu picked up a book and sat on a small plastic stool at the back of the store, reading.

After flipping through the book for over an hour, he looked around and still saw few customers.

No wonder he received a message from Gu Xiaowei when he left, asking him to wait in this little bookstore.

Luo Yu checked his phone and saw Gu Xiaowei’s first message: [The auditions should be ending soon. Can you wait for me to have a meal together?]

At that moment, Luo Yu recalled Gu Xiaowei’s last glance when he closed the audition room door—there was no expression, but the moisture in his eyes conveyed the purest anticipation.

It seemed this guy really liked his portrayal of Wen Yuchi.

Luo Yu smiled and replied: [Should I wait for you in the hotel’s underground parking lot?]

Gu Xiaowei responded: [The parking lot is too stuffy. Wait for me at the bookstore on Huaihua North Road. There aren’t many people there.]

So, Luo Yu clicked open the map, found the bookstore, and indeed, as Gu Xiaowei had said, there were no customers, and no media disturbances. He could easily find a spot to sit, hidden by the bookshelves.

To Luo Yu’s delight, he found a set of comics he had read as a child, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be authentic original editions. He sat on the small stool, flipping through them, and time passed.

After an unknown period, someone entered the bookstore, quickly walked to the first row of bookshelves, found no one there, and proceeded to search the second and third rows until he finally spotted Luo Yu sitting on the small stool at the back.

Luo Yu’s long legs were folded, resting the book on his knees, deeply engrossed in reading until someone came in front of him, blocking his light.

“Hm?”

Luo Yu looked up and met Gu Xiaowei’s eyes.

They seemed to be flowing with intense emotions, as if they would flood to the ends of the world if not given a place to settle.

The next moment, Luo Yu was tightly embraced by Gu Xiaowei.

He could hear Gu Xiaowei’s breath, anxious and suppressed, like branches sprouting from his bones, wanting to merge into another’s breath and heartbeat.

Luo Yu raised his hand and gently patted his back, understanding why Gu Xiaowei was like this.

“Gu Xiaowei, do you still find Lu Pingfeng difficult to play?”

“If you are Wen Yuchi, then it’s not difficult.”

Luo Yu initially wanted to say that Gu Xiaowei should reconsider his excessive empathy with roles, but then realized that it wasn’t a flaw but an advantage that made him stand out as an actor.

“Were you also troubled by Lu Pingfeng’s doubts in the script these days?”

Gu Xiaowei didn’t let go of Luo Yu and continued to hold him. “Yes.”

The faint plum blossom scent still lingered, and Luo Yu suddenly thought that the scent on Gu Xiaowei’s hair had not dissipated after so long. He must have been wandering in the courtyard all night, pondering that unsolvable question—does Lu Pingfeng have a beast within him?

“Next time, if you encounter a role you can’t figure out, remember to come find me.”

Just as you encouraged me in my past life to boldly pursue what I wanted, and play the roles I desired.

“Okay,” Gu Xiaowei replied.

He seemed to be buried in Luo Yu’s neck, his warm breath seeping into Luo Yu’s blood, subtly warming his heart.

“Gu Xiaowei, are you… acting coy now?” Luo Yu asked, half-jokingly.

“Will you tell others?” Gu Xiaowei finally let go of Luo Yu and asked seriously.

“Tell whom? The marketing accounts don’t pay me.”

Luo Yu slowly stood up, carrying the set of now out-of-print comics, and went to the elderly shopkeeper. “Sir, how much for this set of books?”

The shopkeeper glanced at it and casually said, “Fifteen hundred.”

“Fifteen hundred? Aren’t they old books?”

The shopkeeper replied, “But they are also out-of-print books.”

Upon hearing “out-of-print,” Luo Yu felt the books weren’t so expensive after all.

After Luo Yu scanned the payment code, the shopkeeper took out a large piece of kraft paper from below the counter and wrapped the comics, advising, “These are very old books. Keep them well after you get home. In the future… they might not be available anymore.”

“Thank you.”

Gu Xiaowei’s car was parked in a small alley next to the bookstore. Luo Yu carried the books and got into his car.

“By the way, how did you know about this bookstore?”

“During a filming location search, we couldn’t find any bookstore with such a vintage and atmospheric feel. Later, a staff member mentioned this place. By the time we came to film, the bookstore was about to close down.”

“Close down? I sat inside for a long time and saw no customers. It isn’t closing down now, so why was it closing down back then?”

“The bookstore was originally run by an elderly couple. The old lady passed away, and the old man didn’t want to continue running it. But after our TV drama was filmed, more people started visiting. The old man changed his business approach, allowing people to consign old or out-of-print books there, many of which he had collected himself. He also allowed customers to read books in the store.”

“But now, with the internet so developed, digital books can be sold online.”

“That’s probably a sentiment toward old books,” Gu Xiaowei said, looking at Luo Yu. “Is there any better way to make you develop a desire to collect than letting you touch those old books yourself?”

Luo Yu smiled. “That’s true.”

“Do you want to have lunch together?” Gu Xiaowei asked.

“You asked me to wait for you, and now you don’t want to have lunch together? Are you asking for a beating?” Luo Yu said, half-joking.

“You can’t beat me.”

Luo Yu paused, feeling a competitive spark ignited by Gu Xiaowei’s casual tone.

“Gu Xiaowei, you’re usually so low-key and cautious. I didn’t expect you to be so boastful. You think I can’t beat you? How about we find a place to practice?”

The car happened to stop at an intersection. While waiting for the red light, Gu Xiaowei placed his hands on the steering wheel and looked at Luo Yu. “Are you sure?”

“What, I’m only a year older than you, and you think I’m too old?”

Gu Xiaowei shook his head, his voice soft as if worried about scaring Luo Yu. “I’m a seventh-degree black belt in sanda. And you?”

Luo Yu froze, wanting to say how many years he had trained in martial arts, but actually most of it had faded from his memory.

“I don’t have a rank, so let’s skip the fight. After all, we’ve been out of the film academy for many years. Reuniting and getting along well, how can we hurt our feelings with a fight?” Luo Yu said with a smile.

Gu Xiaowei’s lips curved up. “Senior Brother, you really can adapt to different situations.”

At that moment, Luo Yu’s phone rang, and the screen displayed the name “Sister Cui” on the screen.

“Sister Cui, is there something wrong?”

“I need to tell you that President Jiang has arranged a variety show appearance for you—‘Burn, Little Cosmos’. With ‘Counterattack’ nearing its countdown to airing, President Jiang hopes you can use this variety show to build up anticipation! Since it wasn’t confirmed earlier to avoid affecting your audition mood, President Jiang didn’t let you know. Now that the audition is over, the guest appearance has also been confirmed!”

“Ah? ‘Burn, Little Cosmos’? That sounds familiar.” Luo Yu didn’t follow variety shows much, and he could say he was entirely unaware of the popular shows on various platforms or TV stations.

Coincidentally, Gu Xiaowei was also a variety show noob, and he said, “Isn’t that the animation from when we were kids?”

“What?”

“The one about the Saints.”

“Oh oh oh!” Luo Yu’s face lit up with realization.

Sister Cui on the other end nearly had a heart attack; she recognized Gu Xiaowei’s voice. It seemed Luo Yu was waiting for Gu Xiaowei after the audition.

She didn’t expect Gu Xiaowei to know about “Saint Seiya”. No, that’s not the point!

“Saint Seiya” is an old relic from hundreds of years ago!

“It’s not an animation! It’s a variety show! An outdoor variety show! It was quite popular last year, but its popularity has started to decline this year. One of their regular guests injured their back while rock climbing in the last episode. The director is well-acquainted with President Jiang, so President Jiang suggested you be a guest star for one episode.”

“Oh. But I don’t have much of a variety show sense, not funny or humorous, no jokes or interesting persona… If I go, I’ll probably end up with very few shots,” Luo Yu doubted the usefulness of this variety show in heating up his upcoming drama.

Sister Cui said helplessly, “What variety sense? If you can win at those small games and competitions, great. If you can’t, just go with the flow. President Jiang isn’t expecting you to become famous through variety shows. Besides, the director will give President Jiang face and won’t cut all your scenes. The key is…”

“What’s the key?” Luo Yu squinted.

“He Mu is a regular on the show, signed for the whole season.”

“…So the production team wants to see me, the ‘top star’s dupe,’ compete with the top star He Mu?” Luo Yu said with a smile.

It seemed that the production team was eager to use the discord between him and He Mu to stir up publicity.

“Well… President Jiang also said…” Sister Cui felt the next words were a bit hot to handle.

“What did our President Jiang say? Is he telling me to seek revenge if I have grievances?” Luo Yu asked with a smile.

“Ah, it’s pretty close to that. President Jiang’s meaning is, ‘No comparison, no truth.’ He’s confident that you will outperform He Mu in every aspect in the show. He Mu is also exploring some film and TV resources after auditioning for ‘Beast and Rose’, which conflict with President Jiang’s future development plan for you. President Jiang’s idea is simple: since he once put the ‘dupe’ label on you, let He Mu experience the power of the ‘top star’s dupe.'”

President Jiang is someone who always seeks revenge. Especially since Luo Yu is now in the same boat with him, one steering the ship and the other raising the sail, President Jiang is determined to make up for the losses Luo Yu suffered from He Mu. Variety shows are He Mu’s safe zone, and if Luo Yu can make He Mu uncomfortable even there, He Mu’s paper tiger persona will be easily exposed. Without at least a try, President Jiang’s favorite Pu’er tea wouldn’t taste as good.

“But, what does my outshining He Mu have to do with President Jiang’s confidence?”

Gu Xiaowei next to him said, “It’s about vision.”

“Ha… So if I win the role of Wen Yuchi, wouldn’t that prove President Jiang’s vision?” Luo Yu countered.

“Maybe he wants a comprehensive demonstration. Variety shows reflect an artist’s audience appeal.” Sister Cui persuaded, “Not everyone is like Teacher Gu, whose upcoming works don’t need any promotion. Even good wine fears being sold deep in the alley.”

“I also want to see you and He Mu go head-to-head to prove my vision,” Gu Xiaowei said.

“Prove what aspect of your vision?”

Gu Xiaowei turned his head, looking out the window, indicating he refused to answer such an obvious question.

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This was President Jiang’s first personally arranged appearance for Luo Yu. Although it was as a guest, Luo Yu believed President Jiang wouldn’t arrange an unworthy show.

From Sister Cui’s brief description, it was related to the outdoors, so he didn’t have to tell jokes or create a persona.

“Alright then.”

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“I think Liang Shengqiu was really good, showing the confrontation between the two characters. And he dared to face the dark side of Lu Pingfeng…” the assistant director started.

Xia Tan frowned, “Dark side? I still haven’t figured out what the real dark side of Lu Pingfeng is.”

The producer advised, “Teacher Xia, you’re being too fixated. Some things don’t need to be so clear-cut. Even after the audience sees the film, they may not notice the issues you’re concerned about.”

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Director Sheng Yunlan’s brows furrowed, and the sound of him putting down his thermos was somewhat heavy.

“Do you really think the dark side of Lu Pingfeng is something that shouldn’t be focused on?”

The assistant director was taken aback, sensing Sheng Yunlan’s anger, and fell silent.

But the producer, oblivious to the tension, continued, “Lu Pingfeng’s dark side… isn’t it just antisocial personality disorder? As long as someone accepts and warms him, like the ‘little rabbit’ played by He Mu… or someone like Liang Shengqiu who reminds and guards him not to cross boundaries! Isn’t that it?”

Sheng Yunlan exhaled deeply and looked at Gu Xiaowei again. “Xiao Gu, what do you think? What is the dark side of Lu Pingfeng?”

Gu Xiaowei’s gaze was fixed on the door, as if waiting for someone.

He slowly spoke, “Everyone thinks he harbors a beast in his heart, which is why they are drawn to his paintings. But is he really a beast?”

The latter part of Gu Xiaowei’s sentence was said softly, but it made the room feel eerily quiet.

Xia Tan’s fingers lightly tapped, as if she finally understood the real issue with Lu Pingfeng, grasping the exam question but still lacking the answer.

Sheng Yunlan sighed, “Next.”

Perhaps it was not just Xia Tan searching for answers; Gu Xiaowei was also seeking answers while contemplating the character Lu Pingfeng.

The door creaked open, and a man dressed in a light-colored casual shirt and khaki pants walked in.

His eyes were bright, but his gaze was gentle, with a faint smile. “Director Sheng, Director Qian, Mr. Huang, and Screenwriter Xia, hello. I am Luo Yu from Yinchuan Culture.”

Such a clear and gentle voice invigorated everyone’s weary spirits.

Xia Tan couldn’t help but keep her eyes on Luo Yu. She remembered often seeing online comparisons between Luo Yu and He Mu, but when Luo Yu appeared, Xia Tan felt a spark of brilliance. This man had a refined quality that He Mu lacked. In a single glance, Xia Tan felt as if the cool moonlight was illuminating the deep night.

…This was the Wen Yuchi she had in mind.

The producer, Huang Yun, had seen many handsome men, but upon seeing Luo Yu for the first time, he couldn’t help but exclaim—as expected of the first actor signed by Jiang Yinchuan.

And Gu Xiaowei, from the moment Luo Yu entered, kept his gaze fixed on him.

Director Sheng Yunlan nodded subtly. “If you’re ready, begin your performance.”

Luo Yu walked to the side of the sofa, casually lay down, legs slightly bent, one hand resting on his abdomen, the other near his cheek. He did not deliberately turn his face towards the back of the chair but faced Gu Xiaowei’s direction without any defense.

In just two or three seconds, Luo Yu created a state of sleep due to exhaustion.

Just like in countless previous auditions, Gu Xiaowei stood by the sofa, eyes lowered as he watched Luo Yu.

It was as if a nocturnal beast was observing its prey, listening to the unguarded breathing, seeing the flowing blood and fragile life through the shell of the body.

No one spoke around them; even the staff nearby were subconsciously breathing cautiously.

Suddenly, Luo Yu’s eyelids twitched, as if lightning had illuminated the dark apartment.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes. Upon meeting Gu Xiaowei’s gaze, he tensed his core to sit up.

But Gu Xiaowei acted first, gripping his neck with one hand, pressing his abdomen with a single knee, easily pushing him back onto the sofa.

As Gu Xiaowei’s handsome face came closer, the crisp fragrance of plum blossoms mixed with the scent of rain spread out. It wasn’t the smell of cologne but perhaps the plum blossoms he passed in the garden after the light rain this morning. The scent was delicate and solitary, evoking a sense of tenderness.

Luo Yu saw a pair of deep and emotionless eyes. As the other moved closer, the superior, unforgettable features became more detailed and clear. 

“Mr… Mr. Lu?” Luo Yu furrowed his brow and then exhaled, “How did you get in?”

He didn’t cower in fear like He Mu, nor did he confront Gu Xiaowei like Liang Shengqiu. Instead, seeing clearly who it was, he relaxed, showing no resistance or confrontation.

Xia Tan realized that this was the best reaction for Wen Yuchi facing Lu Pingfeng—believing that he had no ill intentions, so he neither feared nor resisted, but rather showed a sense of tolerance and reassurance.

“You didn’t close the door properly,” Gu Xiaowei’s response was as cold as before, but now it carried a hint of relaxed warmth.

Luo Yu raised his hand to cover his eyes, still in a lazy, tired state, as if contemplating whether he had really left the door ajar.

Then he smiled and gently tapped the hand still clutching his neck. “You can take your hand away now. If the power hadn’t gone out, I could have offered you some hot… instant coffee.”

The words “instant coffee” carried a teasing tone when spoken by Luo Yu.

“I’m here to kill you, just like I killed that girl,” Gu Xiaowei said.

His features were gloomy and profound, with an elusive yet deadly beauty against the backlight.

Luo Yu looked into his eyes, the smile on his lips fading slightly, and answered earnestly, “I’m a forensic scientist. I talk to corpses, and I only believe in the facts they tell me.”

Gu Xiaowei moved closer, as if trying to see through Luo Yu’s mind with his eyes. Are you saying you’re not afraid of death because you talk to corpses… or are you not afraid of me because the corpses told you I’m not the killer?

“I’m a painter. I talk to death, and I only believe in the certainty of death’s beauty.”

Gu Xiaowei let go of Luo Yu but kept his hand pressed to the couch by his ear, gazing at him for a long time.

Throughout the encounter, Luo Yu remained relaxed, his ease allowing him to handle Gu Xiaowei’s presence with poise. The mutual probing and back-and-forth between them intrigued the onlookers.

But just then, their performance came to an end.

Gu Xiaowei stepped back, and Luo Yu got up and walked over to the judges. “My performance is complete. Please give me your feedback on any shortcomings.”

The assistant director and producer exchanged glances, both realizing that his Wen Yuchi and Gu Xiaowei’s Lu Pingfeng were a perfect match.

“If I were to point out any shortcomings…” Sheng Yunlan looked up, and everyone turned to him. “In such a short time, I can’t pinpoint any flaws. Instead, your acting is layered like an experienced actor.”

Everyone was stunned. Sheng Yunlan’s temper was known to be unpredictable, ranging from gentle to sharp-tongued. He never praised anyone out of politeness, courtesy, or sympathy. After seeing nearly twenty actors, even Liang Shengqiu, who performed the best, hadn’t received praise from Sheng Yunlan. But for Luo Yu, he generously said “the acting is layered.”

“Thank you, Director Sheng. But getting this role won’t be so easy. Perhaps it’s time to announce the additional question,” Luo Yu said with a smile.

Actors who came for the audition were generally in awe of Sheng Yunlan, but only Luo Yu dared to speak candidly in front of him, and no one felt it was offensive.

Sheng Yunlan smiled faintly, “The additional question isn’t from me; it’s from the screenwriter, Teacher Xia.”

He then looked at Xia Tan and nodded, signaling her to ask if she had any questions.

Xia Tan felt a surge of anticipation. After seeing Luo Yu and Gu Xiaowei’s performance, she was eager to burst forth with her inspiration. She hoped to capture this spark of inspiration, which felt elusive, and maybe Luo Yu could provide a definitive answer.

“Thank you, Director Sheng, for giving me the chance to ask questions.” Xia Tan looked at Luo Yu. “Luo Yu, how do you think Wen Yuchi views the beast within Lu Pingfeng?”

“If you feel the atmosphere isn’t enough, you can address Lu Pingfeng directly,” Sheng Yunlan pointed to Gu Xiaowei, who was sitting silently on the side.

“Ah, continuing to act with Teacher Gu would be great,” Luo Yu smiled.

He sat back on the sofa, hands on his knees, leaning slightly forward to look at Gu Xiaowei.

Gu Xiaowei’s expression was cold, like a statue standing too long in the dark. Even sunlight and warmth couldn’t truly warm him.

Everyone expected Luo Yu to take a long time to prepare, but he spoke directly.

“Lu Pingfeng, I reviewed the case file of your mother at the police station.”

Luo Yu’s speech was measured and unhurried.

Gu Xiaowei, sitting five or six meters away, looked at him.

“The file contains many photos… In those photos, you were very small, with eyes full of attachment to your mother. You loved her very much, didn’t you?”

Luo Yu’s tone was gentle, not deliberately soft, but to make Lu Pingfeng believe that someone in this world cared about his emotions.

“You hoped she would love you too… You wished she would always be by your side, maybe pat your head, or give you a smile. However, the longest and kindest companionship she gave you was lying beside you—passing away in her sleep.”

Gu Xiaowei’s expression was no longer gloomy but suppressed, as if there were a quietly burning flame beneath layers of ice.

Luo Yu’s gaze was deep, his understanding of Lu Pingfeng beyond worldly definitions.

“Lu Pingfeng, I don’t think you have an antisocial personality. You just received a different kind of love from us. Just as my mother held me and took me to the hospital in the pouring rain—that’s the love I understand. The love you understand is the companionship gained from your mother’s death. It’s just a slight difference.”

Gu Xiaowei’s eyes shone, reflecting the light above him. He looked at Luo Yu with focused devotion.

“Lu Pingfeng—if someone loves you sincerely and passionately, like Icarus reaching for you with wings made of wax, or like a persistent summer cicada seeking to witness winter’s ice… you will also fall in love with the beauty of living towards death.”

In Wen Yuchi’s eyes, Lu Pingfeng had no dark side.

So there were no boundaries, no so-called limits.

Lu Pingfeng was not a beast but a young man with a heart full of roses unknown to others.

This was the true redemption.

Xia Tan finally realized, and she looked at Luo Yu, unsure how to express her gratitude. This script had filled her with passion and torment at the same time, but now she could finally move forward.

“Clap—clap—clap—”

Three claps echoed.

Everyone looked toward the sound and found it was Sheng Yunlan.

Heavens, Sheng Yunlan was actually applauding? Although his expression still bore the look of someone who felt he was owed money.

The assistant director, producer, and Xia Tan exchanged glances, realizing Sheng Yunlan was indeed very satisfied with Luo Yu.

“Your understanding of the role is very interesting and offers us a new perspective,” Sheng Yunlan said.

“Director, you flatter me. It was because of Teacher Gu’s performance that I had these ideas,” Luo Yu turned to look at Gu Xiaowei.

He noticed Gu Xiaowei’s eyelashes had a slight wetness, indicating he was still immersed in the role.

Only someone with delicate emotions could empathize with their characters.

So, Gu Xiaowei was someone who appeared cold but was actually soft-hearted.

“Alright, Luo Yu, it was a pleasure to see your performance,” the producer said with a smile. “Please pay attention to your email and phone after you go home. We will notify all auditioners of the results.”

“Okay, thank you,” Luo Yu said with a smile and left.

Hearing the producer’s words “pay attention to your email and phone,” Luo Yu knew he had likely secured the role, as the producer clearly feared he might miss the call with the audition results and wanted to ensure he was aware.

What he didn’t know was the atmosphere in the audition room after the door was closed.

The producer looked at Sheng Yunlan with a smile, “Old Sheng, it’s rare to find an actor whose image and temperament fit the role so well. Don’t let this opportunity slip away.”

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The assistant director had been worried that Sheng Yunlan might be too stubborn and reject suitable candidates. But with Luo Yu’s arrival, the assistant director breathed a sigh of relief. “Old Sheng, Luo Yu is from Yinchuan Culture. You know better than us about Jiang Yinchuan. The first actor he signed certainly isn’t an embroidered pillow.”

Meanwhile, Xia Tan’s mind was already at her computer back home, eager to start writing. The scene between Luo Yu and Gu Xiaowei was truly exhilarating.

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After reviewing the ten or so candidates, the producer also felt their skills were fairly similar. None of them could match Gu Xiaowei’s performance, so it might be better to choose He Mu, who could also bring in box office benefits.

However, Xia Tan furrowed her brow. She knew best the kind of mental expectations Lu Pingfeng had for Wen Yuchi in the script she wrote. If the actor playing opposite Gu Xiaowei couldn’t convey this feeling, this two-way tension would be ruined, and the audience wouldn’t be able to empathize.

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Sheng Yunlan calmly picked up a white porcelain cup, lightly scraping the lid on the rim of the cup. “This is only half of it. Don’t jump to conclusions before the end.”

The assistant director and producer nodded in agreement with Sheng Yunlan.

But Xia Tan sensed that Sheng Yunlan was likely very optimistic about one of the auditioners.

The door opened, and He Mu walked in. He introduced himself politely and then looked at Gu Xiaowei, who was standing by.

Gu Xiaowei was dressed in a black sweater and dark brown trousers. Despite the bright lights in the room, his gaze seemed to cast a shadow, drawing intense attention.

Director Sheng Yunlan spoke, “He Mu, are you ready?”

He Mu snapped back to attention. He had memorized the lines countless times and received special guidance on his facial expressions from his acting coach. He took a deep breath and nodded, “I’m ready.”

The assistant director and producer gave encouraging smiles, which bolstered his confidence.

In this audition scene, Wen Yuchi was lying on the sofa in an apartment, and Lu Pingfeng approached him during a power outage for a confrontation between the two.

Rather than a confrontation, it was more like Lu Pingfeng testing Wen Yuchi’s attitude towards him.

He Mu exhaled slightly and lay down on the sofa, one hand over his eyes and the other resting on the edge of the sofa. This was the action designed by his acting coach to help him avoid direct eye contact with Gu Xiaowei.

Gu Xiaowei stood by the sofa, his figure casting a gloomy shadow like a ghost despite the bright lights.

He Mu was uncertain how Gu Xiaowei would perform next, and the silence in the room made him nervous.

Time seemed to drag on. He Mu almost couldn’t hold back from removing his hand from his eyes. A very soft laugh came from above, accompanied by a slight chest resonance. He Mu’s heart raced. He didn’t forget his acting coach’s instructions to reveal a look of surprise…

But just as his expression was about to form, he met Gu Xiaowei’s cold, emotionless eyes, sending a chill through his body. In the next moment, Gu Xiaowei’s hand tightened around his throat, and his knee pressed down.

For the first time, He Mu felt like he was… an inanimate object in someone else’s eyes.

Not to mention the lines, he hadn’t even prepared his expressions, only genuine terror.

He instinctively shrank back, trying to find somewhere to escape, but there was no way out.

Lines… what were the lines again?

He Mu swallowed, feeling the pressure of Gu Xiaowei’s grip on his throat, his entire aura overwhelming He Mu to the point of blankness.

After a long moment, he finally said, “Lu… Mr. Lu, how did you get in?”

Gu Xiaowei’s voice was calm but devoid of human emotion, “You didn’t close the door properly.”

He Mu’s neck arched backward, trying to maintain a fearless expression, but his smile was forced and stiff.

“You… can you remove your hand? If there wasn’t a power outage, I could offer you some hot… instant coffee.”

Gu Xiaowei looked at He Mu with his head tilted, demeanor psychotic, “I’m here to kill you, just like I killed that girl.”

“I… I’m a forensic scientist. I talk to corpses and only believe in the facts they… tell me.” He Mu adjusted his breathing and recited the lines he had repeated countless times with a firm tone.

Gu Xiaowei’s expression remained unchanged, and his hand didn’t move from He Mu’s throat, as if he were a beast that wouldn’t let go until it had drawn blood.

“I’m an artist. I talk to death. I only believe in the certain beauty of death.”

He Mu’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, his emotions still being pulled by Gu Xiaowei. It wasn’t until the assistant director spoke, “Okay. This scene is over.”

Gu Xiaowei stepped back, but the oppressive feeling didn’t fully dissipate. After a couple of seconds, He Mu managed to sit up from the sofa.

At this point, Screenwriter Xia Tan asked, “If you were Wen Yuchi, what would you say to Lu Pingfeng when you’re in danger and about to die?”

He Mu hesitated. His agent had reminded him that Sheng Yunlan’s auditions often included additional questions. He had expected a temporary performance but was surprised by a question from the screenwriter.

Is this a test of his understanding of the character?

He Mu took a deep breath, recalling online posts and industry estimates of the script. He said, “I think Wen Yuchi would firmly tell Lu Pingfeng, ‘Although there is a beast in your heart, I believe you will watch over it and confine it. Perhaps you will fight it your entire life, but I believe you will be the final victor.’”

The assistant director and producer nodded, and Sheng Yunlan gave a faint smile, “We have no more questions. The audition results will be announced in three days.”

“Thank you, everyone.” He Mu bowed respectfully to the four of them and then exited the audition room.

As he closed the door, he suddenly recalled Gu Xiaowei’s gaze and felt a bit weak in the legs.

But at least he hadn’t been completely unable to answer Xia Tan’s question.

The rest depends on Chairman Ou’s connections.

Sheng Yunlan said, “What do you think of He Mu’s performance? Let’s discuss.”

“Hmm, his reaction to being frightened seemed quite natural, and he has a clean and pure aura that contrasts sharply with Lu Pingfeng’s pathological nature. The audience should find it quite appealing,” said the producer.

The assistant director added, “Yes, yes. The contrast between strength and weakness is quite redemptive. Imagining Lu Pingfeng clawing his way up from hell for this faint glimmer of light is very fateful!”

Sheng Yunlan rested his chin on his hand, silent, glancing at Xia Tan.

Xia Tan frowned, exhaling deeply. Listening to the assistant director and producer’s comments made her feel uneasy.

“Xia Tan, this is your work. If you have any thoughts, feel free to express them. Otherwise, you might regret not speaking up later,” Sheng Yunlan said.

Xia Tan remained silent for two seconds and then said firmly, “I think He Mu can’t handle Gu Xiaowei’s scenes at all. The fear he displayed was not acted; he was genuinely intimidated by Gu Xiaowei. Everyone, this isn’t a scenario of a white rabbit redeeming a big bad wolf. We need someone who can understand Lu Pingfeng and see into his heart. This person should not be timid; they should be an equal opponent, testing and trusting each other. He Mu… is really…”

Xia Tan shook her head, not finishing her sentence, but everyone understood her point.

“But we’ve tried so many people, and none are satisfactory. He Mu at least has a good appearance and popularity. As long as he performs decently, our box office is secured,” the producer still felt that casting He Mu would be more reliable.

Sheng Yunlan looked at Gu Xiaowei, who was sipping hot water from a thermos, and asked, “Xiao Gu, what do you think? How was it acting with He Mu?”

Gu Xiaowei seemed still immersed in the role and replied calmly, “It felt like a one-man show.”

This evaluation was very clear.

The assistant director wanted to argue for He Mu but noticed Sheng Yunlan’s expression clearly showed dissatisfaction with He Mu’s performance.

“We’ll put He Mu on hold for now. There are still a dozen more to see. In any case, we need to find someone who stands out among the rest…”

The assistant director’s words were cut short as Sheng Yunlan, with a cold expression, said, “If they’re all short, I will keep looking until I find someone who is tall enough.”

The implication was that Sheng Yunlan would not compromise on the role of Wen Yuchi.

“Director Sheng is still serious about his work. Let’s move on to the next candidate—Liang Shengqiu from Honghe Film and Television.”

The door was knocked lightly twice, and Liang Shengqiu pushed it open and walked in.

He first greeted the judges and then nodded to Gu Xiaowei. “Teacher Gu, thank you for your hard work in rehearsing with me.”

Gu Xiaowei put the thermos cup back down and nodded.

Compared to He Mu, Liang Shengqiu had a more rugged demeanor, with a serious and persistent air about him.

The assistant director and producer exchanged a glance. At present, Liang Shengqiu’s appearance might be the closest to the character Wen Yuchi in the script.

“Let’s start your performance,” Sheng Yunlan said, adjusting his glasses.

The others also focused their attention.

Liang Shengqiu adjusted his breathing and then lay down on the sofa. His posture was natural, lying on his side as if he had fallen asleep unconsciously.

Just like in the previous audition, Gu Xiaowei stood silently by the sofa, eyes lowered as he watched the person on the sofa.

Liang Shengqiu shivered slightly, portraying the feeling of lightning flashing across the windowsill on a stormy night. When he opened his eyes and met Gu Xiaowei’s gaze, his eyes trembled with surprise and alertness. At that moment, Gu Xiaowei’s hand tightened, gripping Liang Shengqiu’s neck.

The sense of danger was overwhelming. Liang Shengqiu had never experienced such a palpable sense of killing intent in anyone’s acting before.

It was as if he were a nightingale in a garden, about to lose the ability to sing.

Liang Shengqiu grabbed Gu Xiaowei’s wrist, frowning and staring into Gu Xiaowei’s deep, intimidating eyes.

“Mr. Lu… how did you get in here?”

It was like a silent duel. Liang Shengqiu restrained Gu Xiaowei’s fingers until they slightly relaxed, though still holding him down.

“You didn’t close the door properly,” Gu Xiaowei replied calmly.

“You can take your hand off now. If there was no power outage, I could offer you some hot… instant coffee,” Liang Shengqiu lifted his eyes, trying to match Gu Xiaowei’s aura, but Gu Xiaowei’s presence was hard to overshadow once it was in full force.

The confrontation became evident.

“I’m here to kill you, just like I killed that girl.”

Gu Xiaowei’s lines were calm, carrying an indifference to life.

“I am a forensic scientist. I speak with the dead, and I only trust the facts they tell me.” At this moment, Liang Shengqiu could only rely on this line to maintain “equality” with Gu Xiaowei.

Gu Xiaowei’s tone remained unhurried, with a cool detachment as if observing the decay of all things. “I am an artist. I converse with death, and I only believe in the certain beauty of death.”

After about three seconds of eye contact, applause erupted from the judging panel.

It was the producer and assistant director.

Sheng Yunlan did not look down at the materials but kept his arms crossed, looking at Liang Shengqiu.

“The audition performance is over. I have a question regarding your understanding of the character Wen Yuchi.”

Liang Shengqiu looked at Sheng Yunlan, responding politely, “Please ask, Director.”

“What do you think the relationship is between Lu Pingfeng and Wen Yuchi?”

Liang Shengqiu felt a bit nervous. This was the additional question for this audition, and he wondered how he should answer to hit the mark.

“Everyone has their own interpretation of Hamlet,” Gu Xiaowei said softly from the side.

Liang Shengqiu suddenly realized that even if his understanding differed from the director’s, if he could attract the attention of his opponent and the audience through his acting, it wouldn’t be wrong.

“I believe… Wen Yuchi’s rigorous approach to forensic work, his evidence-based attitude, and never judging the truth based on what he hears or sees… this viewpoint and method show Lu Pingfeng another understanding of death. It also gives Lu Pingfeng a chance to be understood fairly by Wen Yuchi, as Wen Yuchi would not be biased by fear or the psychologist’s assessment to make a judgment on Lu Pingfeng. If Lu Pingfeng’s understanding of death is emotional, then Wen Yuchi is rational. This contrast means Wen Yuchi is like a sentinel on the edge of a cliff, his very presence drawing Lu Pingfeng away from the precipice.”

Liang Shengqiu looked at the judges. The assistant director and producer nodded repeatedly; the screenwriter Xia Tan seemed inspired, resting her chin on her hand and pondering deeply.

Director Sheng Yunlan adjusted his glasses, and his previously tight lip line appeared somewhat relaxed.

“We noticed the handkerchief on your pocket. Is it a decoration?” the producer asked with a smile.

Liang Shengqiu explained according to Luo Yu’s suggestion, also admitting it was because the pocket had been stained by coffee.

This impromptu design made the judges nod in agreement.

At that moment, Liang Shengqiu was very grateful to have met Luo Yu. Even if he lost to him, he was sincerely impressed.

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“Okay, Liang Shengqiu, the audition results will be announced in three days.”

Liang Shengqiu bid farewell to the judges and, as he left, softly thanked Gu Xiaowei.

He took a deep breath, feeling that his performance had garnered a good impression.

At this time, the judges began discussing enthusiastically.

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