Chapter 60: Another Version of Myself in Another Time-Space (Please Follow, Please Vote)

Today was a special day for Bai Liang, as it was the premiere of his first television drama.

He didn't need Mencius to remind him—he'd already prepared to watch.

But since Miss Mencius invited him to watch together, Bai Liang naturally didn't refuse.

When his agent Sister Yanzi found out, she hesitated, as if wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

What she wanted to say was obviously about "avoiding suspicion."

Who ever goes to a female artist's room late at night~

But she also realized that her own "artist" seemed quite different from what she'd originally understood… so she decided to stay silent.

She convinced herself internally: Brother Dou Xiao Bai probably knows what he's doing~

Bai Liang: Not at all!

He truly had little sense of "avoiding suspicion"; though he'd been learning various entertainment industry "unwritten rules," sometimes even applying them, only he knew whether he truly took them seriously.

But Sister Yanzi's worry was unnecessary—Miss Mencius hadn't bathed, put on a sexy nightgown, and waited alone in her room for Bai Liang.

Several girls, a table full of snacks and drinks—the atmosphere inside was electric when Bai Liang knocked and entered.

Clearly, this drama-watching session had turned into a tea party.

Bai Liang blended in naturally, since more than half were "acquaintances."

No need to elaborate on Miss Mencius and her assistant; beside her sat Li Yitong, who knew his "little secret."

Nothing brings people closer than "keeping your secret."

Sometimes, if the secret is high enough in rank, shocking enough in content, and bold enough in scale, it doesn't just bring people closer—it bridges distances.

After Bai Liang arrived, Li Yitong, though slightly embarrassed—perhaps recalling last night's incident when she'd been caught "eating the wall"—smiled and winked at him.

But before the drama began, she propped her chin on her hand and sighed, "I envy you—your drama aired so fast."

"Hasn't your drama aired yet?" Bai Liang asked, puzzled.

"Not yet. A drama can take one or two years—or even longer—to air after filming wraps."

Miss Mencius chimed in: "We're just lucky—it felt like we hit a small snag during filming, then everything went smoothly, lightning-fast, and before we knew it, it aired!"

"So it's just luck, huh~" Bai Liang muttered uncertainly.

"Exactly! It'll definitely be number one in ratings, with online views skyrocketing!"

As Miss Mencius was cheering on, the music began.

"Endless Night"

"Fear not, as if in a dream"

"Loyalty and courage—someone will understand"

"Riding through the sound of hooves"

"Always victorious amid swords and spears"

"……"

The opening theme ended; "The God of War: Zhao Zilong" officially began.

The opening had a clear historical drama vibe!

Solemn music, deep narration, lavish visuals.

But hearing "Yitian Sword" felt odd—before the other sword's name was even revealed, his mind automatically conjured "Tulong Dao."

Then…

Legend says Yitian Sword is an ancient divine weapon; Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang used it to overthrow the tyrannical Qin and destroy Western Chu, founding the Han Dynasty; Qinggang Sword is a peerless blade; Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu used it to quell Wang Lang and the Red Eyebrows, reviving the Han; since the Eastern Han, both swords have been enshrined in the ancestral temple, revered as national protective relics.

Though aware this drama was essentially a historical-costume romance, Miss Mencius and her friends hadn't expected the opening to feel distinctly "Wu Xia."

It wasn't exactly Wu Xia… just weird.

The girls couldn't hold back—they complained while watching with rapt attention.

This phenomenon was bizarre; even Bai Liang, who'd been immersed in the viewing, couldn't help asking, "Do you actually like watching this or not?"

"Hmm… strictly speaking, I almost gave it a low score after watching half the first episode, but I still really want to keep watching…"

"Why?" Bai Liang asked curiously, turning to the junior assistant who'd spoken.

She answered honestly: "The actors are too good-looking… and if you ignore the Three Kingdoms theme, it feels both thrilling and ridiculous—kind of like watching 'The Crown Princess's Promotion.'"

This comment clearly elevated "The God of War: Zhao Zilong"—"The Crown Princess's Promotion" was a universally recognized "divine drama" with immense influence; Bai Liang had even watched it before.

After watching, he thought Zhang Tian'ai was indeed very beautiful.

"Stop chatting! You're on screen!"

"Wow!" x5

The girls in the room were incredibly supportive—when Bai Liang appeared on screen, they let out squeals like fangirls.

On screen, the Heaven-Defying Halberd struck first, pinning a soldier to the ground; then Bai Liang, clad in armor, rode up leisurely on his Red Hare horse.

Just this presence made viewers feel "invincible" radiating off the screen.

The second impression was… born noble.

With a cold expression, even without speaking a word, he perfectly embodied the young general's aura.

The only annoyance was the on-screen text introducing him as "Lü Bu."

Clearly, the production team knew what audiences loved.

Close-ups, wide shots, extreme close-ups—all were used.

Bai Liang's only facial expression in this scene was a slight raise of his brow, but his phoenix eyes stole the spotlight.

"So handsome… you're more like the lead than Lin Gengxin."

What is "words become law"?

"Words become law" is when Miss Mencius, lost in fangirl mode and speaking without restraint, says something like that—and Lin Gengxin's text message arrives immediately.

"Holy shit, dude, how are you so camera-ready? I'm screwed~ Remember, you owe me ten meals, not a single one less."

Bai Liang replied briefly, saying he had no idea what this business of ten meals was, and casually complimented the other, saying he was ridiculously handsome too.

In just a few words, Lin Gengxin somehow ended up owing him one meal.

At that moment, Li Yitong let out another "Wow," unable to hold back her exclamation: "She's so beautiful!"

She was of course praising Na Zha.

Because that sheer, overwhelming beauty delivered an area-of-effect blow to every girl in the room.

Mencius instinctively wanted to mutter something resentful, but staring at Na Zha's face on the screen, he was left speechless.

At this moment, Diaochan's beauty had truly become tangible.

Yet after being struck by Na Zha's looks, Mencius felt a flicker of confusion in his heart.

Will this drama take off? The weirdness is overwhelming, but the flaws are glaring—and so are the strengths...

He couldn't help turning to look at Bai Liang, only to find him watching the drama with intense focus.

As if he were admiring... another version of himself from another time.