Chapter 147: He Is That Delivery Guy

Just landed another endorsement deal for her little Bai Lang, Sister Yanzi was in great spirits, and felt her own desire for higher fees surging.

She was still steady in her approach—not putting all her eggs in the basket of "Wei Wei" exploding, not rushing to take more endorsements, but that didn't mean she'd refuse them entirely.

Instead, she'd leveraged the current buzz around "Wei Wei" to slightly raise prices, giving her little Bai Lang a much-needed cash boost.

They had to—money was about to run out again!

For this studio, Sister Yanzi had truly given so much~ she was the head steward.

Her goals going forward were clear: besides raising prices, she'd help Bai Liang land more prestigious endorsements.

Like high-end luxury brands, cars, watches, and so on.

Such endorsements brought not just endorsement fees, but also positive gains to the artist's commercial value and image.

Oh, and there was Red Bull too.

That one seemed to be playing coy right now, but Sister Yanzi actually wanted to secure the Coca-Cola deal for Bai Liang instead.

Let both sides keep playing coy then.

As she was pondering these things, a phone call came in.

"Hello~ Bai Liang Studio, may I ask who's calling?"

"Hello, I'm Wu Jing."

Wu Jing confidently stated his name, thinking it carried some weight, then began discussing the film project formally.

But Sister Yanzi:???

What? Another military action film?

What? Might have to shoot in Africa?

What? Won't pay much?!

Sister Yanzi: Why don't you go pray at a temple?! You're some beggar coming to beg at our little Bai Lang's door?!

Cough cough, her inner thoughts were fierce, but her words, of course, remained polite.

Besides, she wouldn't unilaterally reject this project for Bai Liang.

She was well aware of the "Wolf Warrior" project.

The first one was a success; even if the second flopped, it couldn't flop too hard.

But compared to the momentum behind "Red Sea," it still felt a bit hollow.

Sister Yanzi boldly imagined: box office, maybe over a billion? The first one made five hundred million already.

Sounds pretty good~ too bad it's stingy.

"Director Wu Jing, our Bai Liang is currently filming on set—could you send us a script first?"

Hearing Sister Yanzi's tone, Wu Jing—who had been rejected often before—immediately sensed something unusual.

Too polite!

Could this be a template rejection?

At this moment, his mood was like Gu Man's had been before—upon discovering an actor perfectly suited for the role, his heart began to itch.

But Wu Jing was a decisive, action-oriented type: "Which set is he on? I'll go meet him in person."

Sister Yanzi: Oh no, he's hooked!

She knew some people in the industry loved playing the "empty-handed wolf" game.

They'd call it "dreams," "art," and subtly manipulate artists into accepting pennies for their work.

These industry "old rascals" were ruthless!

"Wolf Warrior 2" was a decent project, but Wu Jing's offered role and screen time would almost certainly be less than what "Cheng Feng Po Lang" had promised.

Han Han had said they were giving Bai Liang the second male lead—major screen time! Almost a dual protagonist role.

The more "resistant" Sister Yanzi acted, the more "excited" Wu Jing became.

How to put it? In romantic terms: if that one person has appeared, everyone else becomes a compromise—and I refuse to compromise.

That line came from Gu Man's "He Yi Sheng Xiao Mo."

Teacher Gu Man was still at it.

How could Wu Jing, who'd mortgaged his house, let his casting miss such a perfect actor?

He wished every frame of the film matched his vision perfectly~

He definitely had to fight for it first.

Thanks to Sister Yanzi's odd attitude, Bai Liang—who should've been the one being chosen—somehow found himself on the active side.

As always: the one who makes the first move is the one who loses.

But Dilireba didn't seem to understand this rule—at least, not according to Yang Mi.

Days into filming, she was practically glued to Bai Liang.

Her advances were so blatant they were almost embarrassing.

This scene was common on the "Wei Wei" set; everyone was used to it.

But on the "Three Lives, Three Worlds" set, when Dilireba did this habitually, it truly shocked everyone else.

Aren't you even pretending to act anymore?

Yang Mi had planned to give her a sharp warning, but seeing the genuine smile on her face, she felt a pang of pity.

So she waited two more days.

Let you little brat enjoy yourself a bit—that's "mercy" from Sister Mi.

"Dilireba, come over here, sis wants to talk to you~"

"Huh?"

Logically, upon hearing Sister Mi's call, Dilireba should've rushed over immediately.

But she first instinctively glanced at Bai Liang's trailer, actually hesitating for two seconds before heading over to Yang Mi's side.

That pause was seen clearly by Yang Mi, and in her heart the severity of this matter suddenly jumped up a notch.

This is no ordinary case of throwing herself at him! Looks like she must go all out!

Fortunately, Dilireba wasn't that uninhibited, didn't spend all day climbing into Bai Liang's trailer.

With people coming and going on set, the effect would still be too bad.

Basically every time Zhu Xudan and Huang Mengyin were together, with "scouts" watching, the current intel on the relationship between these two was: more than friends, not yet lovers.

Yang Mi didn't doubt the intel's accuracy either — surely Zhu Xudan and Huang Mengyin, plus Reba's assistant, couldn't all be helping to lie?

What virtues or abilities does this Bai Liang have, to let them "infiltrate" the Yanji Sect to this extent?

Absolutely impossible!

"Sister Mi~"

"It's been a while, why so distant? Come, sit over here."

Yang Mi affectionately took Dilireba's hand and pulled her to sit right up against herself.

Flirting with guys is one thing, flirting with girls is the same~

Your Sister Mi slays both genders!

This behavior really did make Dilireba a little embarrassed — after all, being held against Yang Mi's arm, the squeeze of those two "cafeterias" was quite obvious.

Body-shaming, that~

"How's filming been lately? I heard from Director Lin Yufen that you've been performing really well."

"Mm, it's alright, I'll keep working hard."

"Don't work too hard. By the way, I heard Bai Liang even runs lines with you?"

"Mm, he does help me a lot."

"Is his acting that good? Better than mine?" Yang Mi asked, somewhat curious.

Honestly, at this moment Dilireba really didn't know what to say.

If she told the truth, she was afraid of hurting Yang Mi's pride.

If she lied, the lie was too obvious — given her upbringing, it didn't allow for such nonsense.

A pair of big eyes full of bewilderment, with only one thought in her heart: Sister Mi, don't you know your own acting? You've never been part of any Yanji Sect either.

For now, Dilireba felt that let alone Bai Liang, even she herself might narrowly win.

Yang Mi was a sharp one — her mind was plenty agile. Although that mind wasn't spent on studying acting, when it came to studying people, she had it all figured out.

She immediately understood something, and nearly couldn't keep her composure.

Outrageous!

Mm. Really?

So she let Dilireba off the hook, preparing to find Bai Liang himself and test the mettle of this fresh-faced boy.

Almost the exact same routine.

"Xiao Bai~ come here, sis wants to chat with you~"

"Mm?"

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Bai Liang, who had just finished a scene and run out to buy a bag of snacks, heard the summons and didn't hesitate, walking straight over.

After boarding Yang Mi's trailer, he very naturally reached back and shut the door.

This nearly froze the smile on Yang Mi's face — what do you think you're doing, kid?!

In broad daylight, under the clear sky!

"Oh~ that doesn't seem quite right."

Bai Liang caught himself in time, turned around and opened the door again.

"Sis, what did you need me for?"

"What did you call me?"

"Sis?"

"Love it!" Yang Mi smiled, and even tapped the back of Bai Liang's hand lightly with her finger.

This tiny bit of physical contact seemed to land right on the edge of a boundary called "ambiguous."

Bai Liang didn't blush, though — he really wanted to voice-call another Little Zhao sis right there and ask her: how do you deal with this kind of thing?

But Yang Mi naturally wouldn't give him the chance. She leaned forward slightly and said, "I heard your acting is super good, and you even run lines with other actors?"

"Huh? Did I overstep?"

"Where'd you pick up these little phrases?" Yang Mi shot him a look, yet with great allure. "Why don't you come run lines with me? If your acting's that good, bring your sis along too."

Bai Liang scratched his head — you've got a husband, you know~

But that seemed a bit inappropriate, so he changed his wording: "I'm a little embarrassed."

Perfect answer!

Yang Mi was very pleased with that answer — a little Dou Xiao Nai hum even slipped out. "You're kinda cute~ what's there to be embarrassed about? We'll just run lines normally, I won't eat you."

That's our girl~

Honestly, Bai Liang didn't see a hint of "that" meaning in Yang Mi's eyes, yet somehow she spoke with exactly that flavor.

At first glance, this sis looked like porcelain fresh from the kiln — fired delicate and beautiful.

But on closer look, the cool indifference in her eyes was even heavier than Little Zhao sis's.

After that the two really did start running lines with the script, and Yang Mi was actually quite serious — she genuinely wanted to weigh up the mettle of Bai Liang's craft.

From a little doubt at the start, to gradually doubting her whole life by the end.

Looking at the wild young actor sitting across from her, seven or eight years her junior, she couldn't understand it.

She couldn't help wondering: after all these years of acting, after all the effort she'd put in, why had some "naturally gifted" newcomer suddenly made her stare in shock?

If it were just someone who instinctively knew how to act—well, that was just luck, and she'd seen plenty of those.

But Bai Liang could actually explain to you: why act this way, how to act this way, and how to achieve certain effects.

That was terrifying!

He wasn't even a trained actor—where did he get all these elaborate systems of knowledge?

Bai Liang's reply was: "Read more books—there's gold in books."

"Oh come on, you're giving me a lecture, Teacher Bai?"

"Maybe it's because of my past experiences—I really did find a golden house inside books."

Bai Liang told Yang Mi the story of how he bought Han Han's limited-edition books.

He said it was all thanks to the power of habit—since then, he'd grown fond of reading.

Of course, it was nonsense—but it was incredibly convincing.

Just as people always believe Newton had to be hit by an apple to become the great scientist he was, or Washington had to chop down that cherry tree to become president.

So Yang Mi believed it—that was the power of a "real-life case."

After that, "Teacher Bai's Mini-Lesson" became even more natural and smooth.

But Yang Mi's body seemed to keep making unconscious little movements.

Still, Bai Liang didn't care much—his spare attention was all focused on those two big thunderbolts.

He just couldn't help it—it was like those online gaze-tracking challenges.

Almost every man, when facing a beautiful woman, couldn't control his gaze.

They'd all sneak a glance or two without thinking.

Bai Liang was even polite—he only glanced once.

Keeping his peripheral vision fixed counted as just one glance.

Xiao Zhao, you lost badly~ When she was around, Bai Liang's mood was perfectly calm.

His most "evil" thought was just to pinch her round face.

But now, what he wanted to pinch crossed the line—it was someone else's wife.

Not allowed~

After this, Yang Mi clearly increased the number of times she came to rehearse with Bai Liang.

But her reputation was strangely peculiar.

Many female artists were rumored to be "delivering takeout," meaning they were the ones being exploited.

But with Yang Mi, she was rumored to be "ordering takeout"—the one doing the exploiting.

Sister Mi truly deserves her title—a born leading lady in another dimension.

As for Bai Liang, he was "in trouble"—in every story about Yang Mi, he was the takeout.

When he first heard this bizarre rumor from Zhu Zhu Xudan, Bai Liang nearly spat the fruit in his mouth straight into Dilireba's face.

Luckily he held it back—almost letting that little glutton off the hook~

She'd said several times she'd never eat it again.

"Huh?"

"Really! I heard people saying it!" Zhu Zhu Xudan swore with three fingers raised, dead serious and utterly convincing.

Who could doubt a honest little bunny?

At this point, Dilireba was barely holding it together—but clearly she didn't have Bai Liang's easygoing attitude. She fumed: "These people are so boring, spouting nonsense."

"Exactly, exactly!" Zhu Zhu Xudan chimed in.

"Big White~ Don't go to Sister Mi's trailer anymore," Dilireba smoothly made her request.

"Fine~"

Bai Liang of course had no objection—and soon, another regular visitor appeared on his trailer.

Yang Mi: I just came over, that's all~

Her move made people suspect whether she'd planted the rumor herself.

Fortunately, Bai Liang's trailer was always crowded, which indirectly debunked the old rumor.

Then a new rumor emerged: Bai Liang cleaned them all out~

Damn, this rumor-spreader guy is truly a genius!

(End of Chapter)