Chapter 43

About a beautiful girl seriously making things up...

How to put it~

Just like a butterfly can't fly across the ocean, how could one blame it?

This time, Mencius achieved what she had long desired in the "Wu Shen Zhao Zilong" crew: making Bai Liang break his composure.

After internally thinking it was utterly absurd, Bai Liang stepped outside and faced a face full of anticipation.

"How'd it go?!"

"Why are you squatting over here?" Bai Liang asked curiously.

It wasn't that he was dodging the question—it was just that Mencius's outfit was too bizarre.

Squatting there, head tilted up...

Mencius declared confidently: "If I stood up, wouldn't I look like a doorman? I'd feel embarrassed."

"But squatting makes you look like a little beggar."

"I'm playing Mu Nianci, not Huang Rong~ You think I could play Huang Rong too, don't you!" Mencius beamed.

He called her a little beggar, and she got even happier—her brain circuitry was truly amazing.

Bai Liang didn't want to crush her spirits, so he "subtly" changed the subject: "Just how big a lie did you tell about me?"

At this, Mencius deflated, like a little mouse caught red-handed stealing lamp oil, nervously saying: "I just exaggerated a tiny bit—is that really a problem?"

"There's a little trouble."

"Ah? Sorry... Is there any way to fix it?"

Bai Liang glanced at Guo Jingyu and the others who had followed him out, then smiled at Mencius.

The next sentence struck straight to the heart!

"It's fine—I'll just make them true."

The words were spoken plainly, but Mencius thought he was unbelievably cool~

She giggled foolishly.

Unlike her fangirl glee, Guo Jingyu and the others internally:???

So, young man, are we part of your two's little act too?

You're serious?

Actually, Bai Liang had just barely fulfilled one of those claims inside—the one about acting.

His preparation was too thorough: dense character backstories plus outstanding on-site performance, enough to earn high praise from the "judges" on acting.

They felt he must have spent enormous time on this role, imagining how much effort he'd poured in!

And it all depends on who you're comparing to—this drama cast entirely new actors; Bai Liang suddenly stood out like a crane among chickens.

The contrast was too obvious.

"Where are we going?"

Mencius, now standing, trotted happily behind Bai Liang, looking a bit confused.

Bai Liang: "Didn't I just say?... I'm going to make true the lies you told for me. They're going to check the quality."

Their first stop was the suburban horse ranch.

It was also the one project Mencius had the most confidence in—after all, back in the "Wu Shen Zhao Zilong" crew, he had wildly "riled up envy" with his incredibly cool horsemanship.

She probably felt least guilty about that one term when she helped forge his resume.

And this skill had a special advantage in historical dramas.

But for the other projects, Mencius felt uneasy—like martial arts foundation, for instance. She knew Bai Liang had learned that from the stunt coordinator on "Wu Shen Zhao Zilong."

How long had he even been training? ~

Bai Liang: Bro secretly took extra lessons.

While filming "Immortal Sword: Yun Zhi Fan," he was so bored he couldn't keep reading "irrelevant books," so during free time he played with the prop weapons.

Of course, calling him a martial arts master or weapon expert was ridiculous—but casually flipping a sword, executing a few elegant moves? No problem at all.

The "Legend of the Condor Heroes" crew didn't actually need a super-competent all-around newcomer.

Just as Bai Liang was about to show off his newly learned tricks and was about to be exposed, they called a stop.

He had only a few more moves left in him.

He gave Mencius a sidelong glance: This is called cooperating with your lies~

But the girl completely missed the hint, just clapping and cheering wildly, her palms turning red.

After all those random, chaotic tests, honestly, Bai Liang felt for the first time like he was being drained dry...

If they kept going, he'd probably have to memorize some legal statutes and condemn them for being inhumane.

Are you seriously treating me like a decathlon champion?

The girl just likes to brag a little—what's wrong with that?

As for whether he ultimately got the role? No one knows.

Bai Liang finished showing off and ran off, taking with him only the reply: "Wait for notification."

But he succeeded in leaving the headache to others and keeping the joy for himself!

Because now the ones agonizing weren't him—it was Guo Jingyu and the others.

Originally, Bai Liang was just a backup's backup; it was only because Mencius had exaggerated so wildly about him that they added him to this audition.

This morning, Guo Jingyu had already tentatively decided on the actor for the second male lead, Yang Kang.

But normally, one wouldn't go back on one's own decision.

But today was different! Damn, they'd actually encountered a "decathlon super-newcomer"—a real eye-opener.

These skills were merely icing on the cake; what truly moved Guo Jingyu appeared the moment they first met.

Demeanor.

Yang Kang, the male second lead of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, son of Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo, adopted son of Wanyan Honglie, a young prince of the Jin Kingdom.

Intelligent and alert, handsome and possessing an extraordinary demeanor, yet cunning and deceitful.

Put it this way: when Bai Liang stands there, as long as he doesn't flash his signature central-air-conditioning-nice-guy smile, that aura immediately comes out.

A mysterious sense of control, and... a faint weariness after most desires have been satisfied.

Guo Jing called it: noble bearing.

"Let's go eat something with wok hei," Bai Liang suggested for dinner.

"You want to come eat at my place? But my home is in Changchun!"

Looking at Mencius, Bai Liang decided to skip this topic—her comprehension and mental wiring were sometimes truly unlike those of ordinary people.

"Besides going to your place, do you have any other good suggestions?"

Mencius blinked. "Just the two of us?"

"Should I bring your assistant too?"

"No, not that... you said you'd introduce me to a rich woman, right? We could have dinner together tonight."

A question mark slowly appeared on Bai Liang's forehead.

Is this real?

Isn't this the kind of thing people usually say just to joke around? Is Mencius really this earnest?

The little person inside his heart was already rubbing his hands together~

"It's not impossible—should you call her now?"

"Mm-hmm, I'll give her a call."

True to her word, she immediately pulled out her phone.

Bai Liang naturally wouldn't miss the chance to strain his ears and eavesdrop.

On the phone, Mencius addressed the other party as "Sister Qian Jie," likely a woman somewhat older than her.

Her tone was also warm, speaking as if cooing, saying things like, "I'll introduce you to a friend."

Bai Liang involuntarily straightened his chest: That's right—it's me.

After the call ended, the two parted temporarily; Mencius said she needed to go home to change clothes and pick up the "Sister Qian Jie."

At six p. m., a restaurant on the Bund.

Bai Liang met up with the two of them.

Hmm... the age of Sister Qian Jie exceeded his expectations—she looked at least thirty-something, probably over forty in reality.

A classic plump, wealthy woman.

If not for the marks of time, she would have been a great beauty too.

Oh right—Sister Qian Jie's true identity was Mencius's own mother!

Sitting together, the mother-daughter relationship was obvious at a glance—their facial features and shapes were strikingly similar.

Of course, for Bai Liang, the main issue now was:

Is it still possible for him to run away?

It's the end of the month, guys—don't waste your monthly votes, give them to me~

Mwah!