Chapter 99

About Dilirebaba

Back when we were on the set of "Wushen Zhao Zilong," Bai Liang once teased Na Zha with her—something like, "Your little hometown girl's pretty famous now, playing second female lead over the female lead."

And you?

At the time, Na Zha nearly flew into a rage and fought him, but then she rose to become Tang Ren's number one sister and felt her future was definitely brighter than her little hometown girl's.

Anyway, that's what Na Zha said afterward—full of spirit and confidence.

After all, she's Tang Ren's number one sister, while Dilirebaba isn't Jia Xing's number one sister—Yang Mi's still right there.

But then she ended up landing the role that Dilirebaba failed to secure.

This left Bai Liang speechless—poor Na Zha.

When I get the chance, I can trick her into cosplaying a game character for me and comfort her along the way.

"Hello."

Upon seeing Bai Liang—the most talked-about male artist in the entertainment industry right now—Dilirebaba immediately greeted him proactively.

She instinctively pressed her legs together and tangled her hands.

She was clearly nervous.

"You too," Bai Liang replied, smiling at her.

Then the two of them awkwardly fell silent.

This kind of situation was rare for Bai Liang—he rarely ran out of things to say with girls.

So he blamed it on this new girl in red—her obvious discomfort must have infected him by accident.

"Hey? Where's the makeup artist?" Bai Liang looked around and realized the backstage makeup room contained only the two of them.

"Ah! The makeup teacher is still stuck in traffic—I'm worried you're in a hurry? I can check for you."

"I'm not in a hurry. I can just slap something on. But don't female artists usually need a long time for makeup?"

Bai Liang checked the time—more than an hour remained before the launch ceremony.

It seemed ample, but it might not be enough.

Dilirebaba clearly shared this concern, but she had no solution either~

Just start on yourself first.

Bai Liang had knocked before entering, but at that moment Dilirebaba was applying her false eyelashes, too focused to hear.

Part of the reason for her nervousness was that she'd only applied one eyelash.

"Didn't your company assign you a makeup artist? Hey? Where's your assistant?"

"Uh… she went out."

"Where to?"

"I don't know."

Brilliant!

But then Dilirebaba noticed he had no assistant either—completely alone—and suddenly felt like she'd found a kindred spirit.

She typed "suffering from the same illness" on the public screen.

"Your assistant isn't here either?" she asked, speaking up.

"I don't have an assistant. Is one required?"

"Uh… probably?"

"Maybe I'm just too new and haven't adjusted yet. We'll see later."

Bai Liang's usual assistant should be Sister Yanzi, but Sister Yanzi handles multiple roles and sometimes can't manage assistant duties.

Fortunately, he's very good at taking care of himself—and does it well—so he doesn't absolutely need one.

But now, sitting in the makeup room, Bai Liang was stumped.

He took off his coat, tucked his white shirt into his pants, tidied himself up slightly—that was all he could do.

He glanced in the mirror—yes, he definitely had the vibe of a handsome senior.

Cultivated, refined, elegant, and handsome.

His age was already close to Xiao Nai's in the novel; in a sense, he just needed to slightly shift his demeanor—after all, Xiao Nai wasn't a central air conditioner.

But this balance was hard to nail.

His aura had to be cold and detached, but if he went too far, he'd look like he was putting on airs—so it had to feel utterly natural.

Bai Liang practiced slightly in front of the mirror, felt he'd captured the vibe, then fell into confusion.

What should he do next?

Beside him, Dilirebaba, after chatting with him for a few moments, quietly resumed applying her makeup—clearly skilled.

At this point, Bai Liang also realized she was quite introverted—hard to reconcile with the future top female idol he remembered.

When she first came in, she'd been nervous and awkward.

She seemed unsure how to interact with Bai Liang, the actor she'd soon be working with.

This contrast amused Bai Liang—she was actually a social phobe!

While carefully applying her makeup, Dilirebaba accidentally glanced sideways and saw Bai Liang openly staring at her—her steady hand trembled.

The result? She drew a heavy, harsh line on her eyebrow.

Luckily it was just an eyebrow pencil—if she'd shaved off a chunk, she'd probably have burst into tears.

"Um…"

"I don't know how to do makeup. I don't know what to do," Bai Liang explained directly, being perfectly honest.

When you don't know what to do, who else are you going to look at besides a beautiful girl?

Hearing this, Dilirebaba reacted quickly—but clearly without thinking: "Then wait until I'm done—I'll help you."

"Thank you! You're so kind."

Huh?

Dili Reba, realizing what she'd just said, wanted to slam her own head.

Please... Your Majesty... collect 6... 9... Book... please...!

Don't talk nonsense!

But at this point, Bai Liang had already slipped into a daze—he knew it was impolite to keep staring at her.

Now it was the girl's turn to sneak glances at him.

The more she looked, the more she thought: He's so sweet.

Dili Reba wondered if she was hallucinating—this Bai Liang didn't seem at all like the one before.

When she'd looked in the mirror earlier, she'd stolen a few glances—he was tall and straight, like a green bamboo—but now his aura had changed completely.

Over the past two days, she'd seen countless trending topics online about all kinds of Bai Liang; the information density had already made her imagine exactly what her upcoming co-star would be like.

Hmm, to sum up: a high-quality male, obviously handsome, with a refined elite vibe.

Before coming, she'd worried he might find her unworthy.

Now, seeing him, it was all so contradictory.

His harmless appearance almost made her teenage heart overflow.

Fine, it's just a small favor—after all, they'd still have to act as lovers later.

So Dili Reba quickened her hand movements; she hadn't applied a complicated makeup at all.

She'd gone for a minimalist style.

Fortunately, she was young—youth itself was the best makeup; otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to do it all herself.

When she'd finished her own makeup, she gathered her courage and looked at Bai Liang: "Um... can I help you now?"

"Sure~ I'll treat you to dinner later, thank you so much!"

"It's not really a big favor, and I'm not very skilled—if I mess it up, you should let someone else fix it."

"You're not going to put blush on me, are you?" Bai Liang suddenly wondered.

As for why he thought of blush—it was because those were the only common makeup items he knew: blush and lipstick.

Girls' makeup routines were just too numerous; sometimes they had over ten steps.

Bai Liang currently had no intention of learning any of it.

"Huh? No, I've never put makeup on a guy before. Let me think."

Meanwhile, Sister Yanzi, who was negotiating a sponsorship deal for this drama, suddenly felt worried about her little Bai.

The female lead must be surrounded by a team for costumes, styling, and assistants.

Little Bai is all alone—won't he seem too shabby?

This made Sister Yanzi feel guilty, as if she hadn't done her job well enough.

So after finishing the conversation, she hurried off to the makeup room.

But when she pushed the door open, she froze!

What are you two doing hiding in the makeup room and sneaking kisses?!

You've got guts!

From her angle, it really looked like this: her little Bai seemed passive, sitting there "pitifully" as the girl kissed him.

For a moment, Sister Yanzi didn't know whether to leave or stand guard at the door.

At the same time, she was thinking: What the hell? This is just their first meeting.

Already conquered?

Even with Zha Du, it didn't happen this fast.

(End of Chapter)