Chapter 2: Why Does a Big Man Wear Perfume?

So there's a cheat... Qi Hui felt a slight joy in his heart and silently thought:

"Draw!"

【Congratulations, Host, on obtaining the skill: Basic Psychology Analysis】

"..."

Qi Hui was somewhat bewildered; why did he draw psychology?

At least give me something like acting or vocal performance.

This system is a bit unreliable.

"Senior brother?" Zhang Ruoyun tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

Why is Senior brother spacing out?

Could he be sick?

"... Come in." Qi Hui snapped back to reality and led his junior brother inside.

Zhang Ruoyun was the junior brother he had a very good relationship with at school.

Class of '07, two years younger than him, but in the vocational class.

If it were the undergraduate class, he would be a classmate of the measurement unit Shuangzi.

Of course, the vocational class also had many talented people, such as Tan Song Yun.

"Sit anywhere, no need to be polite." Qi Hui warmly hosted: "I'll go pour you a glass of water."

"I sit... where do I sit?" Zhang Ruoyun's face darkened; the house was so small it was hard even to lift a leg.

After looking around, he sat on the bed.

Qi Hui walked over holding a cup and a bowl; the bowl was for himself, the cup was for Little Zhang.

No money, naturally no extra water cups.

"Did you need something?" Qi Hui asked in confusion: "Why didn't you call, just came straight here?"

"Heh, I was afraid you'd reject me over the phone again." Zhang Ruoyun said grumpily:

"This is the film crew and role I found for you."

Saying this, he handed the document in his hand to Qi Hui.

"Senior brother, you can't refuse again; you helped me so much before, at least give me a chance to help you. Society isn't school; being an extra won't even feed you..." Zhang Ruoyun chattered on and on.

He couldn't imagine how one could survive on a few thousand yuan a month.

Before he finished speaking, Qi Hui took the document from his hand:

"Fine, as you say."

Zhang Ruoyun was stunned; he felt no joy, but his nose tingled with acidity.

Senior brother, such a proud person, now doesn't even politely refuse; one can see how desperate life has forced him to become.

This damn society!

"... What nonsense are you thinking about?" Qi Hui looked at his reddened eyes and couldn't help but feel a forehead full of black lines.

Is this kid feeling sorry for me?

Thinking of this, Qi Hui's goosebumps rose.

"What have you been doing lately?" Qi Hui started to change the subject.

"Nothing much, playing the third male lead." Zhang Ruoyun said after clearing his throat.

Qi Hui: "..."

To be honest, he was a bit envious.

Zhang Ruoyun noticed something was wrong and quickly said: "Let's talk business, Senior brother; this afternoon we'll go meet the assistant director."

Qi Hui flipped through the document in his hand and found it was a classic drama: "Home Temptation".

Looking at the drama title, Hong Shixian's sinister smile immediately flashed in his mind.

However, the role given to him was the doctor friend of the second male lead, Gao Wenyan...

The doctor who treated her after the female lead jumped into the sea and was rescued.

Although it was a role with very few lines, it could still be considered a minor supporting character.

"Who is the male lead in this drama?"

"Not decided yet." Zhang Ruoyun said: "The originally scheduled male lead disliked the role and kept refusing."

"Let's go." Qi Hui closed the document.

"Where to?"

"Eat, then change into an outfit." Qi Hui said.

Clothing store.

After filling his stomach, Zhang Ruoyun followed Qi Hui to rent clothes.

Qi Hui didn't have much money and hadn't thought of buying; what if it didn't work out, how would he live then?

Besides, even DVDs are rented nowadays; isn't renting clothes a very normal thing?

In front of the fitting room door, Zhang Ruoyun and the Landlady were waiting; not far away, a Child was watching the cartoon "Fruit Robo".

Not long after, the door opened, and Qi Hui walked out.

On his feet were a pair of black leather shoes; above were long white suit trousers.

Further up, beneath the white shirt, sharply defined muscles were faintly visible.

Little Zhang felt a bit envious; he didn't know how many girls this figure could charm.

The Landlady's eyes lit up; she stepped forward with her silk-stockinged long legs.

"Mr., this suit fits you perfectly," the Landlady said with a smile like a blooming flower. "It's the first time I've seen someone so handsome and so suited to a white suit."

Saying this, the Landlady reached out directly to adjust Qi Hui's collar and deftly tied his tie.

Unintentionally, her slender fingers brushed against Qi Hui's hard chest.

"Thank you... Landlady, the boss is still at the cash register," Qi Hui reminded her, feeling that the Landlady's hand was a bit too unrestrained, like playing the piano.

"Don't worry about him..." the Landlady laughed. "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Leon Lai, and are as handsome as Leon Lai?"

"You're the first."

"Haha, really?" the Landlady laughed until her branches shook.

"You're so outstanding; you must be a young and promising business genius, right?"

"More or less," Qi Hui said. "I played one when I was an extra."

"Oh... an extra," the Landlady stepped back two paces.

"Wrong, not an extra," the Child, watching "Guo Bao Te Gong," looked up and shouted with a mischievous grin:

"It's a dead~~ extra!"

He was imitating the sneaky villain cursing at Xiao Guoding.

On the TV, "Guo Bao Te Gong" was in its final battle, and the super big villain Xiao Guoding had just appeared.

Zhang Ruoyun frowned, his face becoming expressionless.

The Landlady pointed to the front desk. "The rental period and rent correspondence table is at the counter; go settle the bill yourself. Remember to leave your phone number and deposit."

Zhang Ruoyun raised his hand and said, "No need, we'll just buy it directly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Hui grabbed him.

"Senior brother, why did you stop me just now?" Zhang Ruoyun was somewhat annoyed.

"Why waste money?" Qi Hui said grumpily. "A suit costs several hundred!"

Come to think of it, Little Zhang was being too good to him... Qi Hui muttered to himself, his eyes rolling around.

Although Zhang Ruoyun's family was well-off, his parents divorced when he was young; his mother went abroad, his father ignored him, and he was raised by his grandparents.

The lack of a nuclear family caused him to crave fatherly and motherly love; simply put, this child lacked love.

And his relationship with Little Zhang at school, to some extent, played the role of both friend and father.

So, it wasn't surprising that Little Zhang was so eager to stand up for him just now.

"..." Having figured this out, Qi Hui fell silent.

I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my son?

Huh?

That's not right... Qi Hui rubbed his nose. Why do I know these things?

Is it the Psychology Analysis skill?

"I... never mind," Zhang Ruoyun said somewhat dejectedly, eyeing Qi Hui in his white suit and asked:

"Senior brother, this outfit of yours doesn't look like it's for auditioning for a supporting role."

"Then what does it look like?" Qi Hui put aside his wild thoughts, took out a bottle of perfume, and lightly sprayed it on himself.

Immediately, a faint natural fragrance drifted out.

"Like you're auditioning for the lead..." Zhang Ruoyun looked exasperated. "A grown man spraying perfume? Senior brother, you're a bit of a closet flirt."

"What closet flirt?" Qi Hui looked equally exasperated:

"This is men's perfume, natural fresh type. Top notes are bergamot and lemon, middle notes are lavender, and... never mind, let's not talk about it."

Zhang Ruoyun felt a bit uncomfortable watching him.

Little Zhang pouted. Knowing so much about perfume, and you say you're not a closet flirt?

Qi Hui shrugged. "Don't look at me like that; I'm just using perfume to cover up my poverty smell."

Fire Phoenix Hotel; this is where the "Home Temptation" film crew is holding auditions to recruit actors.

"Senior brother, are you really going to audition for the lead?" Zhang Ruoyun asked uncertainly.

"Anyway, it hasn't been decided yet; trying out won't hurt," Qi Hui said.

"What if they've already decided?" Little Zhang hesitated. "It's just that our information is outdated; we're unclear."

"Then find an acquaintance to ask," Qi Hui thought that made sense and immediately scanned the room, preparing to chat with someone.

"Where are the acquaintances here?" Zhang Ruoyun was speechless. "That assistant director hasn't even arrived yet."

"Then turn a stranger into an acquaintance," Qi Hui scanned the area, pointed at a young man ahead, and laughed:

"That's an acquaintance."

"Uh, that's an actor; we don't know him..." Zhang Ruoyun said.

Before he finished speaking, Qi Hui had already walked out and shouted loudly:

"Senior brother!"

Ahead, Ling Xiaosu, hearing the shout, stopped and turned around, looking somewhat bewildered.

He saw a handsome man in a white suit walking up with a full face of smiles.

The suit was very white, the man was very handsome, and he looked a bit flashy.

However, Ling Xiaosu had a fairly good impression of him.

The natural fragrance coming from him, combined with a looks comparable to Leon Lai, made people subconsciously feel good about him.

With a face like that, half of life's success is already achieved.

"Senior brother, it's me," Qi Hui lightly punched Ling Xiaosu on the shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Don't you remember me? I'm Qi Hui from the 05 Acting Class."

"When you came back to the school for the charity show, you even gave me your autograph!"

Did I give him an autograph… Ling Xiaosu froze for a beat, then his face lit up with sudden realization:

"Oh~~~ I remember now, little junior brother… Aiya, it's been so long, so long!"

Ling Xiaosu shook his hand warmly, patting Qi Hui's shoulder and calling out again and again.

A northwestern man doesn't stand on ceremony—if he can't remember it, he just stops thinking about it.

Not far off, Zhang Ruoyun stared at the two of them with the warmest of welcomes, his face slack-jacked.

This works too?