Chapter 2

After finding the spot at the airport, a person who looked like an assistant was handing out materials to those who had come for the part-time job.

It was just things like posters.

"Sign here to get your stuff, I'll give you fifty now, wait for me at the exit later, and you'll get another hundred after getting the artist's autograph."

For a one-hundred-and-fifty-yuan gig, there weren't many requirements, like hysterical screaming or fainting.

Yet, even with a task like this, problems still arose.

This group of fake fans hired for the airport pickup ran into real fans.

Once the two sides converged, although the number of people wasn't huge, the passageway happened to be quite narrow, and it was impossible to squeeze through!

Naturally, they didn't get any autographs at all; those real fans were howling, looking as if they were high on adrenaline, which even made Bai Liang a little scared.

Huang Jingyu was quite determined; he squeezed in.

Five minutes later, he came out looking like his worldview had been shattered, and the first thing he said was: "The entertainment industry is truly dark!"

"What happened?"

"That assistant who just gave us the materials, damn it, actually blocked me and wouldn't let me through..."

Pfft!

Bai Liang usually didn't mock people, unless he really couldn't help it.

Seeing Huang Jingyu's resentful gaze, he patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "I reckon it's still an issue with your image. At one meter eighty-five, you're quite handsome; if you really got up close to that male idol, wouldn't you make him look like a dwarf?"

That made sense!

However, Huang Jingyu still corrected Bai Liang's statement: "I'm one meter eighty-seven."

Bai Liang, at one meter eighty-four point five, had nothing to say.

At this moment, Huang Jingyu looked at the male idol surrounded by dozens of people, his eyes revealing a hint of yearning.

"That man can be replaced~"

Bai Liang voiced the thought for him from behind.

It made Huang Jingyu's old face turn red.

For a guy in his early twenties, having his inner thoughts poked at like that was truly embarrassing.

Today's first job was clearly a "Waterloo"; if Bai Liang hadn't picked up two hundred yuan at the entrance of the restroom right after, their morning part-time wages wouldn't even have covered a single day's food.

During lunch, Huang Jingyu was still full of energy; after all, the "big job" was in the evening.

Eight hundred yuan!

But this kind of work had a threshold; you had to send your photos and resume in advance for them to review.

It was just like a "looks-based" screening at a bar.

Fortunately, both he and Bai Liang were good enough in that regard, so they were successfully selected for the high-paying half-day job of eight hundred yuan.

In his excitement, Huang Jingyu even fantasized about the entertainment industry.

Talking about how if he became a star, he would definitely do this and that in the future.

The content was roughly similar to an ordinary person imagining how they would spend ten million if they won the lottery.

"With the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu I know, that counts as a personal specialty in the entertainment industry, right?"

Hearing this, Bai Liang thought about it seriously, "Doesn't feel very useful. Filming action scenes definitely won't look as good as those martial arts routines; your stuff is too practical."

Ah, this~

Is being practical a mistake too?

However, Bai Liang's "blows" weren't over, "Speaking of practical, times have changed. If you win a fight, you go to jail; if you lose, you end up in the hospital. I can only think of one use for your specialty right now."

"What is it?"

"Beating your wife."

"Screw you!"

Bullshitting and joking around is always fun. Although Bai Liang's words were a "little bit" unpleasant, considering he was treating him to lunch, Huang Jingyu's mood remained quite good.

However, he was a bit too happy today.

The evening work couldn't be as casual as pretending to be a fan.

Before setting off, the two of them dressed up a bit. Bai Liang wore his white shirt crisp and straight, topped with a brown plaid casual blazer, casual trousers on the bottom, and his leather shoes were shiny and brand new.

Looking in the mirror, the young man with short hair had a tall, straight figure, refined features with sharp, angular lines, showing an outstanding bone structure, and a pair of phoenix eyes that were slender but not small, with slightly upturned corners adding a sense of ease.

With his looks, if he didn't smile and kept a straight face, he looked quite cold and had a sharp edge.

It was just that Bai Liang liked to wear a smile, which instead gave him an absurdly approachable quality.

People without hostility or the pressures of life are like this.

The place where the evening work was concentrated was quite legitimate; it was the place where Bai Liang and the others, as print models, often took photos.

The model agent who issued the task was named Old Zhou, a familiar face in this circle.

Bai Liang had some impression of him, and Huang Jingyu was even more enthusiastic, going over to greet him because Old Zhou was the model agent who paid the fastest.

A so-called model agent is actually similar to those group leaders in Hengdian; the nature of the work is similar.

Including Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu, there were a total of eight people for tonight's job.

A whole row of handsome men.

Bai Liang took a quick look at his "colleagues" and suddenly discovered a "blind spot"!

He patted Huang Jingyu on the shoulder, "You're actually the tallest one here."

Hearing this, Huang Jingyu was stunned for a moment, scanned the group, and realized it was true.

In the male modeling industry, there are some requirements for height.

Especially for those doing runway shows, it's often required to be over one meter eighty-six.

For print models, height requirements can be lowered depending on looks.

But this industry is generally full of tall people.

Usually, when taking on modeling jobs, it's hard for Huang Jingyu's height to stand out too much.

Today, however, there was a bit of a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

There were even some who had just barely reached one meter eighty mixed in.

Likewise, just from the perspective of looks, the eight people on this job today could all be called handsome.

Is it really a looks-based screening?

But Huang Jingyu looked around and confidently said to Bai Liang, "We two are still the most handsome!"

Bai Liang corrected him with a serious face, "I am the most handsome."

"Bullshit! Isn't a tough guy like me more handsome than you?"

"When we took the subway here, only two girls asked for your WeChat, but six girls asked for mine."

Lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharpest blade.

When Bai Liang brought out the "big data" to give his conclusion, Huang Jingyu was speechless.

However, the volume of their discussion was truly a tiny bit too loud, almost offending the other six brothers.

Especially the shortest one, who glared at them with quite a bit of resentment.

As a result, Bai Liang smiled at him in a very friendly way, looking completely harmless.

It actually put that guy in a spot.

It would have been better if he'd just said "What are you looking at?"

They were all young people with thin skin; it's easy to have conflicts because of a single sentence, but even easier to be at a loss because of a smile full of goodwill.

Bai Liang: If you provoke me, you've provoked cotton~

"The cars are here, let's go, get in."

At this time, two business vans drove up, and the model agent Old Zhou signaled for everyone to get in.

Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu got into the car where Old Zhou was sitting in the passenger seat.

After getting in, Huang Jingyu couldn't hold back, "What's the job today, Brother Zhou? Where are we going?"

Old Zhou, wearing a floral shirt with sunglasses perched on his forehead, looked mysterious, "Good thing, good job, perform well."

Good, good, good, which meant he hadn't said anything at all.

Fortunately, the car didn't drive too far, just about ten minutes, and brought the eight male models to... Brilliant Commercial KTV.

When they arrived, Huang Jingyu was damn near stunned.

Huh?!

Where did he bring us?