Chapter 400

The roar of the motorcycle is both a horn of freedom and an implicit footnote to urban safety data.

According to statistics, motorcycle accidents account for more than thirty percent of national traffic accidents.

The way the male and female leads ride motorcycles in "Youth of the Year" is, in fact, a classic negative example.

These two don't even wear helmets.

Once an accident happens, they'll likely lose their shoes.

So, it's recommended that all teenagers with insufficient destiny: if you ride recklessly, your loved ones will shed tears.

But if it's Bai Liang, then it doesn't matter.

Still, even he wears a helmet when not filming.

After all, he doesn't want to be stopped by traffic cops yelling "asshole" at him.

The last time he rode a motorcycle with a girl was on a racetrack in Shanghai.

But racetracks demand speed and passion—completely different from city riding, two entirely distinct experiences.

Especially in Shancheng.

The motorcycle rolls over rolling hills, its wheels splashing fine water droplets onto blue stone pavement.

On both sides of the road, steam from hot pot restaurants carries the scent of Sichuan pepper straight at you—even with a helmet on, you can smell this street-level aroma.

The light rail screams overhead on its elevated track, like the floating train in "Spirited Away," magical yet real.

Chen Duling, who had been hunched behind Bai Liang, too afraid to lift her head, finally dared to lean forward after realizing he rode far steadier than she imagined, with no flashy stunts.

She quietly felt the neon lights dragged into red streaks along the street, giving her an especially dreamy sensation.

She couldn't help but grip Bai Liang's waist tighter.

This time, it wasn't out of fear.

And this scene now? It's exactly the right way for a street hoodlum to court a good girl.

Sure enough, passersby saw Bai Liang still wearing his costume, then glanced at the girl in the white dress on the back.

Even though they couldn't see her face, the vibe of a punk stealing away a model student was overwhelmingly strong.

Like a ghost-fire teen taking his girl out for a wild ride.

Along the way, young men crouched by the roadside cast envious glances.

Internally cursing: Fuck, these guys on broken motorcycles don't even have a hundred bucks in their pockets, yet they can always call up several girls with one phone call.

He's so right!

Though Chen Duling still wanted to stretch this moment forever, Bai Liang remembered other girls.

After circling around, he rode back to the set: "Who's next?"

"Me me me!"

Zhou Ye scrambled onto the motorcycle impatiently, barely noticing Chen Duling's slightly resentful gaze.

She didn't have any weird thoughts—she just wanted to have fun~

But it's exactly these girls with few distractions who cause the most trouble.

Not only did Chen Duling's gaze turn resentful; Li Xin, who had just stepped forward hoping for a rare thrill and romance, swallowed her words of "count me in."

After all, she couldn't compete with a little girl for a seat.

Then just wait a bit longer.

She knew Bai Liang well enough—even if there was a sequence, he'd never leave anyone behind.

Thinking this, Li Xin reminded him: "Put on your helmet."

"Huh? Oh! Thanks, Sister Xin~"

Only then did Zhou Ye hurriedly take the helmet Chen Duling handed over, put it on, and thought it smelled nice~

Huh? Smelled nice?

Zhou Ye suddenly realized something, glanced innocently at Chen Duling, and when their eyes met, she immediately clung tightly to Bai Liang: "Go, go quickly!"

No time to explain—run!

Because if we don't go now, we won't make it~ I feel like I'm about to be bullied.

Bai Liang: How to put it? Suddenly I want a fatter fender.

Whether it's Chen Duling or Zhou Ye, these two girls both seem a bit undernourished.

He'd thought Li Xin was already fairly "petite," but unexpectedly there were still higher-level masters.

Fortunately, these thoughts only swirled in his head and didn't affect Bai Liang's twist of the throttle at all.

But they did distract him.

This distraction caused him to lose grip on the handlebars, and the motorcycle veered toward a flower bed.

Luckily, Zhou Ye screamed in time, snapping Bai Liang back to awareness—he yanked the handlebars hard.

The motorcycle's tires left black marks on the ground.

The crew's prop handlers never imagined this broken motorcycle could be ridden like that—was that just a drift?

"Is Brother Liang really this good at riding motorcycles?"

"That move was seriously cool—was it intentional?"

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Bai Liang didn't hear the crew's chatter, but he hadn't done it on purpose—he only knew how to do a wheelie on a motorcycle.

Everything else? As long as he doesn't crash, he leaves it to fate.

If viewed from this angle, he might be the best stunt motorcycle rider in the world.

It's like skiing or skateboarding—no matter how much you flip or lose balance mid-air, as long as you land on your feet, the whole thing's just tricks~

"Xiao Ye, you okay?"

After riding a bit further, Bai Liang stopped the vehicle and turned to Zhou Ye; that sudden jolt had made his heart race.

He thought Zhou Ye might also be startled, since she was now clinging to his back like an octopus.

He turned to look at her and realized her helmet obscured her expression, so he reached out and lifted the visor to take a peek.

But he found this little girl's face was flushed red.

This time, though, it wasn't because she was shy.

She stared straight at Bai Liang, her eyes brimming with excitement: "You're so naughty~ I love it!"

"Huh?"

"Faster! Faster! Go go go!"

Good, she's full of energy!

Compared to Chen Duling, she's more like a spirited little sister~ The only "flaw" is her looks are a bit off.

Too refined—this isn't quite "spirited little sister" material~

After his outburst, Zhou Ye also felt her words had been a bit too much.

Why did she suddenly say "I love it"? Would he take it seriously?

Beneath the helmet, her face turned even redder; she silently kept holding onto Bai Liang without speaking.

Thump, thump, thump.

His palm felt her hurried heartbeat.

This rhythm seemed to tell Zhou Ye that the little brother she was hugging wasn't calm either.

Huh? Palm?

Bai Liang couldn't take it anymore; he slowed down, pulled over to the roadside, and moved Zhou Ye's hand away from his chest.

Little brat, where are you feeling?

Maybe I am a bit older than you, but the difference is still huge.

One's natural, the other's trained—plus there's a massive difference in hardness.

"Damn! Are you switching people now?"

The guy who'd just mocked Bai Liang—the "yellow-haired kid" riding a motorcycle with a girl—was still crouching there. He heard the motorcycle's roar, looked up, and realized it was the same guy again.

Worst of all, he'd switched girls—another girl.

This sight left him speechless; he couldn't help blurting out a curse.

Do these yellow-haired guys on broken motorcycles really know how to flirt?

Even though the girls all wore helmets and he couldn't see their faces, the guy just instinctively felt they must be pretty.

Don't ask—ask and you'll get sixth sense.

When Bai Liang, carrying Li Xin, wobbled past for the third time, the guy finally snapped.

Damn it!

Third one already!

And this time, Bai Liang parked the motorcycle right beside him; Li Xin said she needed to buy something at the convenience store.

She automatically took off her helmet. This time, no need for the guy to imagine—she was a beauty!

And not the spirited little sister he'd imagined, but rather elegant and coolly detached.

If Li Xin knew what he was thinking, she'd be torn—unsure whether to be happy or upset.

On one hand, he thought she was beautiful; on the other, he didn't even know her!

Her drama, Wang, had just finished airing.

Luckily, once inside the store, the female clerk recognized her.

Calling her "Lin Wanner" over and over lifted Li Xin's spirits considerably.

Outside, Bai Liang also got "harassed"; the guy trotted over eagerly: "Bro, how do you even do it?"

This time he didn't curse—he offered Bai Liang a cigarette, his eyes full of longing for "knowledge."

"Huh? How do I do what?" Bai Liang didn't understand.

"I've seen you ride three laps—three girls!"

Looking at the guy's three raised fingers, Bai Liang realized he couldn't give him the answer he wanted.

After all, it's all about the model.

But he didn't want to disappoint the kid, so he activated his Idea King mode.

"Pfft, what three girls? I'm a motorcycle taxi driver."

"Motorcycle taxi?"

"Yeah, what else?"

"How much per ride?"

Just then, Li Xin came out of the store. Bai Liang blurted: "Miss, how much for this ride? He's curious about my income."

What's she playing at now?

Li Xin's expression was odd, but she immediately played along: "Five yuan."

"So cheap? Brother, you're running at a loss."

"Not a loss, not a loss."

After Li Xin got back on the rear seat, Bai Liang fastened her helmet, then, right in front of the guy, wrapped her arms around his waist.

He even reached down and gave her butt a light push, signaling her to press closer.

She obediently complied.

After finishing, Bai Liang gave the guy a gesture, then twisted the throttle and sped off.

Watching the motorcycle's taillight, the young man stood there for several seconds before sighing:

"Definitely worth it."

Starting today, Shancheng lost a confused boy, but gained a motorcycle guy.

After taking the three girls for a ride, Bai Liang successfully made all three of them unable to sleep well that night.

Of course, Li Xin couldn't sleep not because her thoughts had grown wild like weeds, but purely because she'd squeezed too much in that night.

But Chen Duling and Zhou Ye truly suffered from insomnia.

The director was ecstatic.

He didn't know why, but he noticed the female lead and second female lead were performing better and better.

"Big Brother Liang, any idea why?"

"How would I know? Maybe they're once-in-a-million geniuses~" Bai Liang casually praised the two girls.

That makes sense!

After all, it was Bai Liang who said it—the director declared that whether others believed it or not, he certainly did.

Of course, there were plenty more "victims" like him in the entertainment circle.

Some girls performed brilliantly when acting with Bai Liang, making people mistakenly think they truly had such talent.

As soon as Bai Liang was gone, they immediately revealed their true colors, publicly making a mess.

Several young ladies had already done exactly this.

The number of victims kept growing.

It felt utterly bewildering—how could their acting suddenly swing up and down like this?

Bai Liang: "I don't know either. Even the capybara has no clue~"

As for Li Xin, the guest star, she also performed well—just standing there, she looked as if she'd suffered terribly, as if life had beaten her senseless.

Especially that perfectly timed exhaustion—perfect!

The kind of exhaustion where, if you saw her standing on a rooftop breathing the wind, everyone would think she might jump.

She was miserable because she truly was miserable, constantly lamenting how unlucky she'd been lately.

As for the exhaustion from staying up so late every night—anyone would be tired.

Only someone like Bai Liang, with extraordinary energy, could act as if nothing had happened.

After all, he'd never lost a one-on-one fight.

But right after Li Xin finished her guest role, she took a call—and her gloomy expression suddenly cleared up!

"What's up? Good news?" Bai Liang asked curiously.

"Yeah, I finally landed a long-negotiated endorsement!"

"Congratulations!"

"This is the best news I've had in a long time."

"Good things come in pairs—let's get one more!" Bai Liang offered his blessing.

"I dare not hope for so much—I've got another call coming in."

Good things come in pairs? More than that~

During the final half-day at the "Youth You" set, Li Xin went from a slightly depressed mood to happiness, then gradually to disbelief.

She wondered if she hadn't woken up yet—how could everything be good news today?

Endorsements, TV projects, film projects, magazines, variety shows—all her wishes came true.

All were resources her team had struggled desperately to secure.

Strictly speaking, this was her due.

The boost from being the female lead of a drama king should have elevated her status—even if she was just a token lead.

In the final hour of the set, Li Xin stopped answering calls and clung to Bai Liang, kissing him wildly.

She even cut short the time needed to get to the airport.

She dared to arrive right at the last minute just to have one final intimate moment with Bai Liang—and left in such a rush she had no time to clean up.

She just tucked it between her legs and went.

Hehe, and it didn't delay her at all.

She'd fully prepared to reschedule her flight.

Earlier, she'd calculated her period was coming, so she bought sanitary pads at the convenience store—but she'd miscalculated; her period never came.

She'd thought the pads would be useless.

But now they proved useful.

She simply laid one down in the airplane bathroom, tucking it between her legs as she was, with no fear of leakage.

It felt as if everything had been perfectly arranged.

This luck—she couldn't help but marvel at how suddenly her fortune had turned.

At Beijing Airport, her agent teased: "Xin Xin, every time you visit Teacher Bai, your luck seems to get better."

The agent was just joking—a playful meme.

After all, everyone said Bai Liang was Bai Bai Daxian, with magical powers~

But Li Xin nodded seriously, even clasped her hands together in a girlish tone: "He's my lucky star!"

Agent:???

Miss, you're twenty-eight—how can you still be love-struck?

"Oh by the way, you trended on Weibo while on the plane—your long-awaited CP finally blew up."

Hearing this, Li Xin quickly pulled out her phone—and saw it was about Bai Liang riding his motorcycle with her around Shancheng.

Photos of the two taking off their helmets by the river, admiring the scenery, have been taken; additionally, because Bai Liang rode slowly, there are photos of her pressed tightly against his back, hugging him.

At this time, just a short while after the finale of "Qing Yu Nian," it has finally reawakened everyone's memory of this drama's official couple.

At this point, Li Xin figured she could no longer play the female student who jumps from the building, because she feared she might accidentally laugh out loud while doing it.

Smiles don't appear out of nowhere—they simply transfer from one person to another.

Compared to Li Xin's sudden windfall of good fortune, Chen Duling, still on the set, found it hard to smile.

It's been many days since she played games with her senior. It's all Li Xin's fault!

Looking at the trending topics online and the flood of fan comments about the couple, her mood was truly terrible.

She was the first one to sit on that motorcycle—why didn't anyone take a single photo of her?

Li Xin is nearly being photographed so much she could release a photo book.

She mustered up the courage to go all in—and this is it?

Moreover, after Li Xin left, things did not "improve."

Zhou Ye, who used to be a happy little dog always giggling, no longer eavesdrops—he now spends all day clinging to Bai Liang's side.

Before, he had always been considerate and willingly kept his distance.

What's going on now?

Chen Duling couldn't understand it; her experience in this area was nowhere near the same level as her knowledge base—her science-minded thinking couldn't possibly analyze the current situation.

She simply sat there quietly, turning into a sulking little rabbit.

Her cheeks puffed out, making her look rather cute.

"Here, spicy rabbit head—try some."

(End of Chapter)