Chapter 313: I Won

The first-row seats aren't that impressive.

The cushioning is weak, the softness is average, the overall feel is merely above average, and mostly, it looks pitch-black at first glance—its appearance isn't good at all.

In summary, Bai Liang thought this chair was pretty mediocre.

But for people in the entertainment industry, what the chair is made of doesn't matter—it's far more important whether you can actually sit in it.

At an event like this, even a plastic stool worth a few yuan will draw the precious buttocks of big stars if it's placed in the front row.

Fame and fortune, fame comes before fortune.

Right, Peng Yuyan?

Bai Liang lazily rested both hands on the back of the chair, his whole posture exuding deep relaxation, smiling as he looked at Peng Yuyan, who was sitting beside him, rubbing his nose.

The other man smiled back at him, like a naive, innocent boy.

A thirty-six-year-old boy.

Unfair—Big Mi Mi is only in her early thirties, and all she did was get some "girl-next-door" vibes trending, yet she's mocked daily as a "mother of a girl."

Honestly, Bai Liang felt he had the right to speak on this.

Who better than him to know whether her skin is as taut as a girl's?

Big Mi Mi spends so much money every year on maintenance—her tactile experience absolutely ranks among the best of girls.

Otherwise, how could Bai Liang call her a nine-tenths-new luxury car? Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

No practice, no right to speak.

And this "young actor" beside him is about to turn forty, yet still manages to infiltrate the younger generation and pull off "dimensional crushing."

Honestly, guys like Wu Moufan, Li Yifeng, Lu Han, oh right, and Regarding Yang Yang—all of them should kneel and kowtow to Bai Liang.

After Bai Liang burst onto the scene, this guy's marketing smear campaigns dropped off.

Because any misstep risks hitting Bai Liang directly, and then he might get publicly humiliated.

After all, he's also a top streamer~

He's single-handedly made the terms "top streamer" and "fresh meat" seem less "stigmatized" in the eyes of the public.

The more Bai Liang thought about it, the more it made sense.

If he himself stopped being in the traffic circle, could these vermin possibly uphold the good reputation of "top streamers"?

So Bai Liang pulled out his phone and sent Regarding Yang Yang a WeChat message: "Pay up. Tonight's late-night snack is on you."

Regarding Yang Yang:???

Though he had no idea what this bastard was up to, he still sent over a thousand yuan as "hush money," and even kindly asked: "Enough?"

"More than enough. I won't enjoy this glory alone! Count you in!"

Regarding Yang Yang: Crazy.

He's collected so much "hush money" from this bastard, yet Bai Liang hasn't even tried to knock down two top streamers to help him rejoin the Big Four.

Just taking money and doing nothing!

Bad review!

Bai Liang: Look at you, getting impatient again~

Why would he need to knock anyone down? Someone will "offer themselves" up.

Sometimes, doing nothing at all wins you half the battle against your rivals.

He just needs to stand there—ten years from now, still standing there—and he wins outright!

After securing tonight's snack, Bai Liang turned again to Peng Yuyan beside him and asked casually: "Been reading any books lately?"

"Huh?"

Peng Yuyan froze, unsure what he meant, but meeting Bai Liang's slightly narrowed eyes, he instinctively couldn't refuse and replied: "I've been working out lately."

"Read more books—they're definitely more useful than your workouts."

"Pfft~"

Before Peng Yuyan could react, Xu Qing, who had been sneaking glances at the two from Bai Liang's other side, finally cracked.

One hand propped on the chair, chin resting on it, lips curved in a smile.

Her legs crossed, body slightly tilted, her dress stretched taut.

Bai Liang's peripheral vision swept over her—even though he knew she was already in her forties, nearing fifty, he couldn't call her "sister," only "auntie."

Yet he still couldn't help being drawn to her rear.

Huge! Round! Perky!

No wonder even at this age, little cannons still dream of her—she had to fulfill that fantasy on screen.

"Where are you looking?" Xu Qing shot him a look, voice dripping with playful teasing~

With that pose and that tone, the intoxicating, sensual aura of a mature woman surged straight to his crown, making Bai Liang's nose itch.

Luckily, his resistance to this sort of thing was extremely high—he wore a look of utter innocence: "I wasn't looking anywhere."

"Hmph! Not~ nice~"

That way of speaking—slow, deliberate, syllable by syllable—was simply perfect. Bai Liang couldn't help wondering: would Big Mi Mi sound like this when she reached this age?

But Xu Qing seemed to have just tossed out that remark casually; soon she turned back to chat with Jiang Wen's wife, Zhou Yun.

Still, her eyes kept flickering toward Bai Liang and Peng Yuyan, filled with amusement and quiet understanding.

As for her stance—what did it matter to her? She was just admiring the young, handsome boys.

Hmm, truly handsome! And so manly~ looked utterly delicious.

In fact, the number of people who noticed something was off went far beyond Xu Qing.

But everyone pretended not to see it, since it didn't concern them.

Li Yifeng, however, felt a touch of schadenfreude, thinking: You bastard, you're in for a rough ride!

This was basically him spraying venom indiscriminately in his heart.

After all, he couldn't stand either of those two up ahead, and it'd be best if they "perished together."

The moment this "evil" thought began echoing in his mind, the next second something felt off. He looked up and found Bai Liang smiling right at him.

The smile was very gentle—his signature, ultimate warm-guy smile.

Some of the Misses who got accidentally "caught in the blast" behind them were blushing a little~

But Li Yifeng instinctively shuddered, feeling like the next second Bai Liang would leap up and slam-dunk on his head.

His chest was still faintly aching.

So he turned his head away and, between being a coward and being angry, chose to be very cowardly while angry.

But just as he wanted to play ostrich and pretend he couldn't see Bai Liang, Zhou Dongyu sitting next to him took the initiative, calling out to Bai Liang from two seats away:

"Bai Liang~ I passed you a script before, why has there been no follow-up? You didn't like it?"

"Huh? Which script?"

"A film script adapted from a novel, a project by Director Zeng Guoxiang. He really wants to invite you to play the male lead—he's been waiting for your response."

Bai Liang thought for a moment, feeling like Sister Yanzi had mentioned it—seemed to be about school bullying.

But he remembered he had already refused it back then—what do you mean he's been waiting all along~

And if his memory wasn't wrong, wasn't that project called "Better Days" supposed to be Xi Zi Ge's film?

Did he play too many games and get his luck sucked dry?

"If I remember correctly, that script's male lead is a Gao Zhongsheng, right? How could I possibly play that." Bai Liang waved his hand, feeling that saying this much was already giving face. But Zhou Dongyu didn't seem to think so. "Of course you can play it, I'm playing a Gao Zhongsheng too."

"Mainly because I have zero experience with school bullying. I've lived too happily from childhood till now—never even seen the stuff."

Seeing Zhou Dongyu still wanting to say something, Bai Liang quickly threw an arm around Peng Yuyan's shoulder. Come on, buddy, let's keep chatting!

Peng Yuyan: I'm not that close with you either.

He really wanted to swat Bai Liang's hand off his shoulder, but that grip...

Forget it, if he wants to chat, then chat.

The film night was about to start, and if the cameras caught the two of them "happily chatting" there, the effect would probably be even better.

But Peng Yuyan always felt something wasn't quite right... a vague sense of foreboding.

Compared to his premonition, Li Yifeng behind them was the one with snowflakes filling his heart.

Damn—his own female lead, right in front of him, actively inviting Bai Liang to co-star with her in a film?

Isn't this just another form of NTR?

She never even asked him!

Zhou Dongyu: Even if I gave you the role, you couldn't play it. Don't you have any idea of your own limits?

She couldn't be bothered to care about Li Yifeng's feelings, because she genuinely really wanted to work with Bai Liang.

To be precise, among young actresses nowadays, which one doesn't want to work with Bai Liang?

This guy has already achieved the feat of dominating both TV dramas and films!

!

A complete sweep.

From acting to popularity, a perfect hexagonal warrior—any project he's in immediately gains several points of confidence.

The saying that Sister Yanzi's fingerprints are on every script in the industry keeps gaining in value.

Zhou Dongyu glanced at Gulnaza, who had been playing it cool beside her, and internally roasted: Why does this talentless vase get to work with Bai Liang so easily? Just because she's pretty?!

And doesn't Bai Liang want to win awards?

A film with this kind of subject matter, as long as it gets released smoothly without getting wrecked in censorship, absolutely grabs both awards and box office!

Just look at "Dying to Survive" for reference.

Of course, wanting Bai Liang to star naturally means having bigger box office ambitions.

Among young male actors today with strong box office appeal, there's only this one—no other branch.

There's no choice.

To put it sentimentally, when Bai Liang can play this role, casting anyone else would be pure settling.

How many people are willing to settle?

Even Zhou Dongyu, the film's female lead, doesn't want to.

Otherwise, why would the "Better Days" project drag on until now without starting filming? It's because they want to wear Bai Liang down. That's why Zhou Dongyu brought it up directly at an occasion like this.

But the guy still won't take the bait. What does it take to get him to accept? She's already the confirmed female lead and she's come to lobby—surely she can't go seduce him?

Zhou Dongyu was a bit troubled, then instinctively looked herself over, then glanced at Gulnaza beside her.

Nazha: Pfft!

Suddenly remembered something funny—oops~

Don't know why, but Nazha sitting here now, not chatting with anyone, still felt really good.

Darling has so much face!

See, even after Jiang Wen arrived he didn't forget to exchange a few pleasantries with Bai Liang—looked like the two had a pretty good relationship. This was treatment the people in the second row couldn't enjoy.

Even Old Mou showed up and specifically asked in a friendly tone, "You're Bai Liang?"

Tsk, two big directors taking the initiative to greet him.

Nazha: Ah~ I'm about to die of bliss!!!

Vanity fair, vanity fair—at certain moments, some things are simply the best aphrodisiac.

Nazha: I just have a little vanity, that's all~

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and the glances she stole at Bai Liang were practically dripping with honey.

Damn this movie night, can it just disband on the spot?!

Right now she really wanted to hurry off to a hotel with Bai Liang — the car would do too, actually. The gown was a bit pricey, sure, but she had the money, she'd just pay for it!

Biting her lip, knees gently rubbing together, her thighs pressed slightly inward.

Na Zha's inner thoughts: Ugh, I'm so pathetic.

And at this moment, backstage, a certain big sister's gaze was black as ink.

So angry her whole body was trembling!

Of course, it only lasted less than two seconds — she was an old hand at this, what scene hadn't she seen before.

She just really hadn't expected that one day she'd be "ridden in the face" like this, and by a damn "young whippersnapper" no less?!

She didn't feel wronged, only amused and humiliated.

The world turned upside down!

After all those years of fighting, the Bing Bing who'd battled her was gone, and now in the entire entertainment circle she was the only Bing Bing left. It should've been a day worth popping champagne, and yet at this moment someone had to come along and rub salt in the wound?!

After calming down, Li Bingbing declared there was absolutely no way she'd sit in the second row.

After mixing in the entertainment circle for so many years, who doesn't have a streak of ruthlessness in them?

She'd just stand backstage today, collect her award and leave — then let's see who ends up embarrassed!

Like sitting in her seat?

It's not that easy to sit in!

However, looking at the two names her assistant had given her and the seating arrangement ahead, Li Bingbing pressed her lips together.

She didn't care much about Peng Yuyan — that one could just wait for "death." If she didn't nail the other party to the "pillar of shame," she wouldn't deserve to use the name "Bingbing."

After fighting for so many years, for an old rival to end like that, she couldn't help but feel a touch of lament.

From now on, it was up to her alone to uphold the "Double Bing" banner!

But looking at the name Bai Liang, she furrowed her brow.

So this is the kid surnamed Fan met with after her incident?

This matter... shouldn't have anything to do with him, right?

Bai Liang looks like an honest kid — warm, kind, respectful and modest — and handsome to boot!

Ahem, although judging by appearances really isn't proper, Li Bingbing often saw him online and felt his smile was especially good-looking.

And Li Bingbing also didn't know what kind of moronic team came up with such a brain-dead move, or whether the artist themselves had gone off the rails.

But she just felt that a player like Bai Liang wouldn't stoop to such a stunt.

This handsome young man was doing very well for himself, and he was smart too — a top student.

Of course, if he deliberately set out to screw Peng Yuyan, she'd count him as one sharp kid!

Carrying the style of their generation of grand blossoms, clashing blade against blade.

It was as if she saw the shadow of that woman surnamed Fan.

Thinking and thinking, Li Bingbing suddenly burst out laughing.

Whether she'd been schemed into this, or Bai Liang's team was just that capable and had pulled off a borrowed-knife killing,

Big sis today will be your blade!

"Bring me my high heels~" she said to her assistant.

Five minutes later, Li Bingbing stepped out from backstage in sky-high stilettos, her face frosty as death.

She walked very fast, the hem of her gown seeming barely able to keep up with her pace, trailing behind her as it floated along.

That killing aura was so heavy it felt like it could tear a person apart. Along the way, whoever greeted her, she ignored them all.

A complete-form big flower with her aura fully unleashed, like a queen descending.

She was coming to flip the table! ——

Three updates, muah, begging for monthly tickets!

(End of chapter)