Chapter 66: Owned

Gao Yuanyuan’s remark made Li Luo, seated behind, instinctively scratch his cheek.

It sounded like.

It really didn’t seem like sarcasm.

That is, she couldn’t even recognize such an obvious real state, and mistook it for acting—how blind could her judgment be?

But when he thought about it again, he let it go.

In this drama, Gao Yuanyuan basically relied on a blank face and a few expressions to get through the whole thing—hardly any acting at all.

She should just be a pretty face.

“I’ll be back in a moment.”

Gao Yuanyuan casually mentioned it and stood up with her assistant to leave.

While daydreaming, Li Luo watched her back—her figure wasn’t particularly striking, nowhere near Xu Qing’s curvaceous figure.

But she was young, and her face was stunningly beautiful.

“Hey.”

A poke to his waist made him quickly avert his gaze.

“You’re something else.”

Jia Jing’s finger tapped playfully, her face full of amusement: “What are you staring at so intently?”

This woman’s personality is similar to Zhao Min in the drama.

She’s got that mischievous, unpredictable spark.

“Huh?”

Li Luo looked puzzled.

“You’re such a good actor.”

Jia Jing gave him a scornful glance and lowered her voice: “Are you into Yuanyuan?”

“Am I the kind of guy who does that?”

Li Luo spread his hands, looking wounded.

“You are.”

Without drawing attention, she pointed subtly toward Chen Zihan, who was panting up front, then slid her actor’s chair closer and whispered with a grin: “You were peeking at her figure in the dressing room—I didn’t miss it.”

Wow.

Are Taiwanese girls really this bold?

Seeing Li Luo’s stunned expression, the young master–dressed Zhao Min raised her slender eyebrows.

She put on an “I get it” look.

“Cough~”

Li Luo covered his mouth with his fist and coughed, then said seriously: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Enough with the act.”

Jia Jing waved her hand, adopting the tone of someone who’d been there: “We’re all young—what’s there to be embarrassed about? But Yuanyuan’s taken—by a famous music producer.”

“They’re madly in love. I advise you to give up now.”

“I’ll introduce you to a pretty girl another day.”

This speech left Li Luo both amused and exasperated.

The way she put it—he wasn’t the type who lost his footing at the sight of every woman.

Even if he were.

Well, that’d be for the system’s reward!

“Let’s pinky-swear.”

He immediately extended his little finger, grinning: “You said it yourself—find me someone matching your standard. I’ll treat you to fancy meals every day if I have to!”

“Hey!”

Jia Jing finally realized what she’d done, hands on her hips, pouting.

How did we end up.

Talking ourselves into this?

While they chatted, the extras regrouped.

Ma Ti rode a black horse galloping into the city gate; three stuntmen, already positioned inside, timed their leaps perfectly, crashing hard against the wall.

It looked extremely dangerous through the lens.

But it wasn’t safe either.

The stuntman quickly pulled the horse to a stop, handing control to Ye Jing, who had some riding skill.

There were close-up shots coming—no choice but to switch.

But luckily.

Back then wasn’t like the future—many actors could at least ride a horse a few laps.

Ye Jing stood confidently beside the horse, listening to Yuan Bin’s direction: “When we start, the extras on both sides will throw things up to create the impression of you galloping wildly through the market.”

“Slow down—just make the whip motion. Don’t actually hit the horse’s rear.”

Ensemble scenes like this are prone to mistakes.

Everything must be clearly explained.

“Yeah, yeah.”

Ye Jing nodded repeatedly, then stepped gracefully into the stirrups.

Mounted on the tall steed, his gaze fell on Li Luo inside the tent, laughing and chatting with Jia Jing.

He was two years older, and his senior in school.

Yet he could only play a supporting role.

His acting wasn’t bad either—this guy was just better-looking!

He clenched his teeth, his expression turning focused.

“Giddya!”

As the assistant director waved his arm, Ye Jing lightly tugged the reins.

“Clip-clop.”

The horse’s hooves clattered sharply on the stone pavement as Ye Jing, dressed in brocade robes, rode steadily forward; the extras on both sides reacted accordingly.

Professional stuntmen leaped backward, flipping over roadside stalls.

Continuous crashes echoed.

The lively scene drew Li Luo out of the tent to watch.

Rotten cabbage leaves and carrot chunks flew everywhere; some extras got carried away and tossed their bamboo baskets into the air, making the chaos even wilder.

But many of the rotten leaves in the baskets fluttered in the wind.

Slapped hard against the horse’s face.

“Oh no.”

Yuan Bin’s face paled.

“Neigh~~~”

The black horse, moving slowly, tossed its head and let out a series of neighs.

The next instant.

It surged forward with all four hooves, then abruptly spun in frantic circles, rearing and bucking.

“The horse is spooked!!!”

“Run!”

“Watch out—stop throwing things!”

Amid the shouts, Ye Jing, still on the horse, had no time to react—he was thrown violently off. Nearby, Bao Qiang, playing the vendor, lunged and caught him.

“Thud~”

Both rolled and smashed into a nearby fruit stall.

The commotion made the panicked black horse even more frenzied—it reared and kicked, then charged wildly forward.

Gao Yuanyuan, just stepping out of the restroom, saw the towering black horse barreling straight at her—a full-grown horse weighing several hundred jin, in full panic, looked terrifying.

“Move!”

Yuan Bin shouted desperately.

But Gao Yuanyuan was frozen, unable to move her feet.

In front of her, several resting extras stood stunned, like statues.

At the critical moment, Li Luo dashed out from the side—he seized the fleeting instant when the horse began to accelerate, leaped, and stepped onto the stirrup, mounting the horse.

“Whoa~~~”

He let out a low call.

Then, in a flash, he grabbed the flailing reins and yanked them hard backward.

“Neigh!!!”

The black horse was under control—the charge halted abruptly.

Its hind legs slammed down twice, nearly lifting the entire body upright as it neighed toward the sky.

If this had been someone with average riding skill—

He would definitely be thrown off.

But Li Luo, with his Expert-level Equestrian Skill, gripped the reins and lowered his center of gravity in sync with the horse’s motion, pressing himself firmly against its back.

The man and horse rose together, their massive forms blocking out the sunlight.

The shadow they cast.

Enveloped Gao Yuanyuan several meters away.

She snapped out of her daze and fell backward onto the ground in fright.

The extra actors had forgotten their fear; several of them tilted their heads up, staring at Li Luo on the horse with pure admiration—he even had the leisure to smile at them.

Forget controlling the horse.

With Expert-level Equestrian Skill, he could pull off two more stunts without issue.

“Taa~~”

After the black horse snorted several heavy breaths.

Its front hooves finally touched the ground.

Li Luo patted the horse’s neck to calm it, then tossed the reins to the crew members rushing over.

He dismounted and ruffled the heads of a few extra actors.

“You okay?”

Looking at Gao Yuanyuan, who stood frozen in shock, he smiled and extended his hand: “Get up—it’s all right!”