Chapter 13: Go to the Dock and Grab Some Fries

The film crew is like a little society—on the surface there's no hierarchy, but in reality the classes are clearly drawn.

Just like some of those "unspoken rules" Gulinaazha had briefed Bai Liang on before, certain things are common knowledge.

Bai Liang barged into this unfamiliar world without being overbearing, yet still came across as a bit too unusual.

He has his own sense of boundaries and limits—for instance, after knowing Gulinaazha was always on her phone chatting with who-knows-who, apart from filming, the two of them never had any physical contact; he had never even crossed the safe distance between a man and a woman.

Even so, rumors still spread around the crew that the two of them were an item.

Just because they were often together.

After gradually understanding the crew's dynamics, Bai Liang didn't really have many thoughts about it—he wasn't the type to change himself because of his environment.

As an "intruder," although he wasn't overbearing—not to the point of shouting slogans like "my rules are the rules"—just by being a little different from everyone else, he was still quietly changing something.

In Gulinaazha's words: You've got this weird, hard-to-describe aura about you, kid!

One moment she'd just finished briefing Bai Liang on certain "unspoken rules," and the next moment, after Bai Liang filmed a fight scene with Lin Genxin, the two of them were queuing up together to play games that very night.

Likewise, Nazha herself was influenced quite a bit—the frequency of her aimlessly holding her phone dropped more and more.

Bai Liang could already predict that some poor guy on the other end of the phone was probably starting to question his whole life.

He'd have to mutter: Where exactly did things go wrong?

He also had no idea when he'd finally realize that the reason his home Wi-Fi kept fluctuating in speed was most likely because someone was piggybacking on it.

Of course, if it's a trial version, the bandwidth might be even more squeezed.

Actually, Bai Liang had once suspected that it wasn't luck at all—that he was some kind of incubus...

He only cracked the case after a trip to Las Vegas.

Still, being able to mess up someone's love life this quickly probably had something to do with the fact that Gulinaazha might be a hopeless romantic.

As for the hopeless-romantic part, Bai Liang had figured it out from the way her performance fluctuated while filming.

She was the only one on the whole crew whose mood swung so wildly—constantly zoning out, lost in who-knows-what thoughts.

Gulinaazha: Standing at a crossroads in life.

"What do I do..."

Her little assistant was shocked—mainly because she hadn't expected Nazha to actually show her the chat history on her phone.

As for the content... it was unmistakably the showdown after all that ambiguous back-and-forth.

The guy had confessed!

The little assistant looked at Nazha with some surprise. "Sis, you're actually asking me?"

Gulinaazha buried her face in the hotel bed. "I've got no choice either..."

"Weren't you two chatting really well before? I thought you'd just say yes."

That one sentence seemed to kill the whole thing—Gulinaazha huffed angrily and reached for her phone.

Seeing her "suddenly come down with something" and about to do something rash, the little assistant didn't make any move to stop her.

Even though she and the manager had previously tried to talk Nazha out of it—that guy's ex was crazy, and his fans were crazy too; getting involved would definitely end badly!

But Nazha seemed to be going through a rebellious phase, and back then she just wouldn't listen.

This Xinjiang beauty really, really wanted to fall in love! Romance was her top priority!

She even dressed it up nicely: We're just chatting, that's all.

Now that it had come to a showdown, the little assistant actually felt... that some "pond owner" on the other end of the phone probably wasn't going to get the answer he wanted.

Sure enough!

After grabbing the phone, Gulinaazha gave her little assistant a resentful look: You're supposed to stop me, you know.

The little assistant kept her eyes on her own nose and her nose on her own heart, pretending to drift off to somewhere far away.

In the end, Gulinaazha still didn't reply to anything. Instead, she got up, threw on her clothes, and said, "Let's go! Out!"

"Where are we going?"

"To find Bai Liang!"

The little assistant turned pale. "Sis, you're not going to confess, are you? Already? That fast?!"

Those words made Gulinaazha stumble, nearly taking a tumble.

She turned her head and said through gritted teeth:

"What nonsense are you spouting... We're friends. When I'm feeling down, just being around him feels like such a relief, so relaxing... Let's treat him to a late-night snack, chat about life. And don't let that blank look of his fool you—he's actually full of weird little philosophies."

"Like 'the meaning of life is to go to the dock and grab some fries'?"

"Pretty much~"

The explanation was ridiculous! But the little assistant bought it.

Because she felt the same way—except she was just a little assistant, and there were things she didn't dare say out loud.

At this hour, Bai Liang should be at the hotel gym—his lifestyle habits were still pretty regular.

Nazha had even tried to persuade him not to work out so much; that guy who dropped dead from a sudden cardiac arrest had genuinely left a psychological shadow over a good number of people on set.

Sure enough, at that not-very-big hotel gym, Bai Liang basically had the whole place to himself every day.

Cherish life, stay away from the gym.

The people on this crew probably wouldn't recover for three to five months—they'd been scared out of their wits.

Bai Liang figured they had a point, so he started going to the gym every other day. The extra time he spent either reading, picking up some useful or useless knowledge.

Or else...

"Focus him, focus him! He's dead for sure this wave!"

"Don't rush, I'm closing in, I'm on my way."

"I'm done, I'm dead." Lin Genxin slumped back into his chair as if all his strength had drained away, and turned to watch Bai Liang play.

Then he saw him steer the mid-laner to eat the scuttle.

Seemingly noticing the "death glare" from the side, Bai Liang didn't even turn his head. "If I went it'd be a death too, Darius is ulted."

"How would you know if you don't come?"

"Then I'll go."

So two minutes later, the mid-top gank ended with one dead and one inting.

The two exchanged a glance, looking at their own 0-6 scoreline and Bai Liang's 7-1, and Lin Genxin seemed to recall some not-so-pleasant memories.

His face went numb.

Seemed to think of some future pro player with a hundred-percent win rate.

Fortunately, Bai Liang didn't flame him at all — he even let him have a wave of minions to farm, which left the guy a bit unaccustomed.

This was probably why he liked queuing with Bai Liang — the guy played well and didn't flame feeders.

His emotions were way too stable!

If he were a girl, he'd even want to date him.

And that's not all.

When the ranked teammates started venting their impending-loss rage onto Lin Genxin, Bai Liang stepped in again!

In the second half of this game, Bai Liang chatted with his teammates for a long time.

About parents, about the past, about the future, about the present... until they couldn't talk anymore.

As the saying goes:

All three lanes explode, a piano is set up, the Rift is just like Vienna.

The base crumbles, the family tree is sealed, the fountain rivals Wu Lin.

【Due to negative behavior or inappropriate remarks, we have restricted your in-game chat...】

"Ah! Muted." Bai Liang scratched his head, hurriedly logging off — there were still so many things he hadn't gotten to say... He hadn't even sworn.

"Always asking from you, yet never once saying thank you..."

Bai Liang instantly felt a phantom pain in his kidneys, and the way he looked at Lin Genxin was the way you'd look at a dog.

Be a human, will you — feels like my kidneys have already been stabbed by the Fangtian Halberd!

"Ahem." Lin Genxin, embarrassed, chose to awkwardly praise him to change the subject: "I feel like you could even go pro."

Bai Liang helplessly shook his head: "Who could beat that hometown girl Lin Wanr practicing the Virgin Boy Art~"

Keyword triggered.

Lin Genxin immediately turned and started whispering with Bai Liang. "Let me tell you, you have no idea how awful it is filming scenes with her when you can't understand each other! Sometimes I can't remember the lines, so I can only guess from her expression, and I can't make heads or tails of it — people would think she just went through a breakup, when that scene was clearly a farewell..."

Bai Liang didn't indulge him this time, and said quite objectively: "I think you two acted about the same."

Bro, what?!

Have you been bewitched by that Goryeo temptress?!

Lin Genxin immediately started to argue back, but Bai Liang said he'd watched *Temptation to Go Home*.

You're still green — look at Hong Shixian, dealing with two women, one speaking Cantonese and one speaking Korean, he couldn't understand a word either, and didn't he still act brilliantly.

Fortunately, Lin Genxin was just shooting his mouth off, and since his argument failed... he just owned it.

But he did get a bit of other interest.

More accurately, he suddenly felt a little restless, wanting to be cheeky.

Very reasonable.

Dogs do indeed go tease capybaras.

So he raised an eyebrow, flashed a wicked grin. "You're about to film a kissing scene with that Nazha, right? Excited?"

That was a good question.

The Nazha he'd just found was also quite curious.