Chapter 81: The Joy of the Wild

Hearing that sound, the remaining three couldn't help but laugh.

"What have you been learning at school lately?"

Li Luo took a sip of beer and gave a wink to Bian Xiaoxiao, who was sitting opposite him.

"Just the usual stuff."

Bian Xiaoxiao's face was already flushed from drinking. She gulped down a large mouthful of beer, hiccuped, and said, "The four basic skills of voice, stage, form, and expression, plus various courses on play rehearsal and film analysis."

From the moment Li Luo had proactively challenged Jia Naiming to a drinking contest earlier, she knew this guy wanted to create an opportunity to be alone.

It was just that this opportunity wasn't meant for her.

Watching Huang Shengyi, whose face was flushed crimson across from her, her heart rate suddenly quickened. She downed the rest of the beer in her hand in two or three gulps.

"I'm feeling dizzy too."

Bian Xiaoxiao, knowing when to leave, set down the empty bottle and waved her hand as she stumbled toward another empty tent. "You two chat."

With a *swish*, the tent closed.

Before long, the light inside went out as well.

The two had left one after another.

Outside, it became quiet. All that could be heard were the sounds of the flowing stream and the night insects, while the campfire occasionally crackled, sending sparks into the air, forming a symphony with Jia Naiming's snoring.

Under the vast starry sky, Huang Shengyi could even hear the sound of her own breathing.

After waiting for so long, she had finally reached the moment of being alone.

Yet, a trace of panic rose in her heart, and she felt her face burning hot.

She couldn't help but stroke her arm.

"Are you cold?"

Noticing her movement, Li Luo smiled and turned to his side.

"No, I'm not."

Huang Shengyi shook her head quickly and hurriedly took another sip of beer.

"I think you're very cold."

Accompanied by these light words, Li Luo grabbed her and pulled her toward him. "Come over here; it's closer to the campfire on this side!"

"I guess so."

Huang Shengyi glanced at the tent not far away and took a deep breath. "It is quite cold."

Within a few breaths.

The two were snuggled into the same lounge chair.

Smelling the pleasant scent on him, Huang Shengyi felt warm all over. She couldn't help but lean in closer, smiling contentedly.

"Mmm~"

Squinting at the twinkling stars in the sky, she couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful here. How did you find this place?"

"While filming."

Li Luo's gaze wandered across the sky, his fingers playing with her hair. "Waiting on set is always boring. Sometimes, when I'm bored out of my mind, I like to walk around and explore."

"It's very quiet here; there isn't even a small village."

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at Huang Shengyi's face, thinking about how the mute girl from *Kung Fu Hustle* was lying in his arms right now.

That feeling.

It really made his heart race.

"Mmm."

Huang Shengyi hummed again, unable to stop herself from twisting her waist.

She tried to make herself more comfortable.

Just then, she suddenly felt an unexpected surge, and the momentum grew increasingly grand.

Huang Shengyi immediately realized what was happening. Her face, already like peach blossoms, became even more radiant, and even her breathing became hot.

She took a deep breath.

She lifted her head.

What she met was an extremely aggressive gaze.

Her breathing stalled for a moment.

"*Swish! *"

The zipper of her windbreaker was pulled down.

Before she could react to what was happening, the Ming Cult Leader's cold, large hand had already parted the clouds to reveal the moon, skillfully employing the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique to knead and disperse the surging energy.

She hurriedly changed her posture, gritting her teeth as she looked at the stream nearby.

She saw the night breeze blowing, causing ripples in the water.

The splashing water shattered the moonlight on the stream, and the bank became muddy and messy.

"Don't."

Huang Shengyi's voice was almost squeezed out from her throat. "There are people nearby!"

"They're all drunk."

Li Luo recalled how he had dealt with the Shaolin monks' Dragon Claw Hand, continuously employing that exquisite technique. "Do you hear the snoring? Even a thunderclap wouldn't wake those two guys up."

The Ming Cult Leader's technique was truly extraordinary.

His fingers hooked and pulled.

With a *swish*, her windbreaker pants slid down halfway.

"Don't."

Feeling the cool air on her lower body, Huang Shengyi's eyes widened, and she bit down hard on his arm.

A breeze blew by.

Crystal-clear water droplets clung and dripped down.

Unable to bear the pain, Li Luo decisively chose to push forward and counterattack.

A sharp, low gasp.

Resounded through the night sky.

Inside the tent in the distance.

Bian Xiaoxiao didn't have a shred of sleepiness. Her eyes flashed in the darkness. After another while, she really couldn't suppress her curiosity and quietly rolled over to climb up.

She pulled the zipper up inch by inch, terrified of making any sound.

Feeling it was about right.

She squinted and peeked outside.

Right beside the campfire, under the moonlight, a graceful figure appeared.

Skin like snow.

Long hair swayed with the night breeze.

The firelight danced rapidly on Huang Shengyi's back; even from far away, one could see the sheen of sweat.

Bian Xiaoxiao felt as if she were there in person.

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled down.

【The sky as a quilt, the earth as a bed, enjoying the pleasures of the wild alone】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Acting Experience +50】

Feiteng Film and Television City, *Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Sabre* set.

Seeing Li Luo walk out of the dressing room, Jia Jingwen couldn't help but let out a crisp whistle, joking, "Not bad, very good. This is the Zhang Wuji I want to snatch."

"Thank you."

Li Luo stood with his hands behind his back, standing tall and proud. "I am the Zhang Wuji you want to snatch, after all."

After all, people rely on clothes.

Now he was wearing a red outfit, dressed like a groom.

Compared to his usual drab clothes.

He was indeed much more handsome.

"*Tch~*"

Jia Jingwen slapped the newspaper in her hand onto Li Luo, her big eyes blinking curiously. "There's news about you today. You're preparing to play Duan Yu, right? I didn't expect you to be hiding it so well!"

Li Luo hurriedly spread out the newspaper and browsed through the news line by line.

"Two people fighting for one role, who will win?"

"Lin Pingzhi appears at the *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* casting site, suspected of making a move for Duan Yu."

"Little Whirlwind hits Beijing yesterday, *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils* casting faces new variables."

It was nothing more than saying that according to insiders, Li Luo went to audition for Duan Yu in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, and the same role was also targeted by Lin Zhiying, followed by a list of their respective qualifications.

Looking at these headlines, anyone who didn't know better would think they had gotten into a fight.

He didn't expect that Lin Zhiying would arrive right after he left.

No wonder the media was stirring up trouble.

As for Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui, unfortunately, he didn't even get a report.

Li Luo shook his head and threw the newspaper back. "It's just an audition. It's hard to say what the result will be. Why are you sticking a fan in your hair for no reason?"

"This is styling."

Jia Jingwen gave him a punch, then said repeatedly, "Relax~ With your ability, it'll definitely be fine."

"Good thing it's not a few years ago."

She couldn't help but change the subject, sighing, "When Lin Zhiying was at his peak, he was incredible. If it were back then, I really wouldn't be optimistic about you. Now, there's still a chance."

From "definitely fine" to "there's a chance," it only took the time of a stumble.

Li Luo rolled his eyes at her.

The two bantered and walked quickly forward, soon stopping in unison.

"Wow~"

Jia Jingwen's mouth hung wide open, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

Li Luo didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on Gao Yuanyuan, who had just walked out of the dressing room.

She was draped in red gauze and wearing a phoenix crown.

Strands of gold chains hung down like a veil, swaying continuously with her movements.

The beautiful face underneath was partially visible.

It was breathtaking!

Thanks to brother Shiguang 1979 for the 500-point tip, thank you! ===== CHAPTER 82 =====