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Jet black hair hung on his shoulder, his collarbones were faintly discernible, two slender legs beneath a red skirt that reached his knee. Bai Zhi then conveniently put down the hair on his head, disregarding the strange expressions of those around him and unhurriedly pushed open the door to the auditioning hall.
Ling Jin, who was always known as a ghost directorâs eyes brightened. Taking the glass of water from the side, he raised his hand to indicate to Bai Zhi to introduce himself.
Bai Zhi smiled and bowed: âHello seniors, Iâm Du Jian. Iâm auditioning for the female lead, Xiao Xiao.
Ling Jin spurted all of the water he drank: âA man?â
Bai Zhi smiled and nodded.
Ling Jin seemed like he was struck by lightning: âTrying out for the female lead?â
Bai Zhi continued nodding.
âCalled Du Jian?â Ling Jin thought for a while: âThis nameâ¦sounds familiar ah.â
A person to the side moved closer to Ling Jin and whispered a few sentences: âDu Jian doesnât have a very good reputation, frequently meeting online antis.â
Ling Jinâs previously nice surprise was somewhat diluted. He was someone who devoted his heart and soul to his work, so he never checked on the outside worldâs reviews of people. Therefore, he didnât realise that Du Jian doesnât have any representative works and was actually frequently met with anti-fans making him appear at the hot search.
But his first impression was rather different.
Ling Jin lifted his head and looked at Bai Zhi who was before his eyes again: âWhy do you wanna play as the female lead?â
âI wanna get in touch with the male lead of this show more, and then develop the relationship.â Bai Zhi was very truthful.
ââ¦â Ling Jin was startled by his frank words and nearly spat out another mouthful of water.
âDeveloping a relationship? You?â Ling Jin simply wanted to grab his brain and tear it apart to see what was inside: âDo you know who the male lead is?â
Of course, I know. Bai Zhi silently said it in his mind, but now, he simply flicked an unimportant piece of broken hair away, tilting his head a bit with a smiling expression: âDirector, am I not good-looking?â
Ling Jinâs words were instantly stuck in his throat.
To be honest, this figurine before my eyes has a delicate appearance and a beautiful, red skirt. Theyâre indeed a beauty, but, the beautyâs gender is male.
âChild, our cast and crew are not planning to have a transvestite leading role, for the time being, you just being good-looking wonât do.â
âThen, Iâll play a transvestite supporting role.â Bai Zhi immediately opened his mouth.
Ling Jin was on the last straw: âOur cast and crew canât do this type of thing thatâs out of fashion.â
âIs that so ah.â Bai Zhi frowned as if it was a pity: âThatâs too regretful.â
âOh, whatâs regretful?â Ling Jin was completely unable to keep up with Bai Zhiâs brain circuits.
Bai Zhi suddenly smiled, his eyes glistening. Ling Jin was dazed for a moment, Bai Zhi had unexpectedly taken a few steps to tap on his table: âDirector, are there any other supporting roles? Performing in a group is also okay, and I wonât charge money for it.â
The beauty before his eyes had a bright and clear voice, long, delicate, white fingers lightly tapping the tabletop, eyes drifting around, skirt outlining a slim stature. Ling Jinâs disappointed breath tightened.
He had seen many good-looking ladies, but very few could be breathtaking, and Du Jian was considered one. Ling Jin somewhat had a headache. What a pity, why were they a man? If they were a womanâ¦
An idea had appeared all of a sudden, Ling Jin suddenly had a solution for this:
âAny role is okay?â
Bai Zhi promptly nodded.
âAlright, go back and wait for the news ba.â Ling Jin was beaming as he responded: âThis role wonât need auditioning, go ba.â
Bai Zhi had a happy expression as he pushed the door open, he was immensely proud of himself and looked for praise inside his mind: âGot the chance, weâll get to see the villain very soon.â
The system, however, felt somewhat aggrieved: âI canât believe you canât play as the female lead, weâre clearly good-lookingââwhat the fuck! Nephew, turn your head, turn your head and look at the elevator!â
Bai Zhi immediately turned his body when he heard what was said, a collection of black collided into his eyes.
The man was about 1.8m tall, his pure white shirt was meticulously buttoned up to the top, the collar of his black suit comfortably hung on his shoulders, his skintight clothes perfectly exhibiting his waist. Bai Zhi blinked and saw the man look over, the elevator doors began slowly closing immediately after, blocking those ink-black eyes.
âItâs Fang Jingmo! Itâs Fang Jingmo! Ao, ao, ao,1 Nephew, did you see him!â
âSaw him.â
âWhat do you feel?â
âFeel ahâ¦â Bai Zhi reached out to his chin, and spoke very genuinely: âHandsome, I like it.â
â¦â¦
Bai Zhi had received the news after a week.
He was obediently sitting at the makeup table, still being patted on the face by the makeup artist.
ãNight Sceneãwas a xianxia film. The male lead was quite uncharacteristic and wasnât a disciple of a famous family, rather, he was a demonic cultivator. The male lead wasnât a good person, the female lead also wasnât a good person. Although she was a precious disciple of an immortal family, her heart and soul only want power and fame. The feelings between her and the male lead was him being one-sidedly attracted and her one-sidedly calculating his demonic cultivation value. They were having fun having a love-hate relationship with each other.
Bai Zhi didnât get the chance to play as the unconventional female lead, but he got another very significant role. The first person the male lead had ended with his own hands after completely demonising was the tenth demon lord, Luo Tang.
ãNight Sceneãhas ten demon lords altogether, the first is the strongest and the second is after. Although Bai Zhi is playing as the Luo Tang whoâs the weakest demon lord, heâs actually the main culprit that caused the male lead to go on a path of no return. Luo Tang was a demon with an unusual appearance. He was fond of dressing up as a female, even more, his character was very strange. He had once taken the male lead away when he was young, and he was imprisoned for ten years. Just like in the prologue ofãNight Sceneã, the male lead had awakened his talent. After he had beheaded Luo Tang with a blade, he left the place where he had been a prisoner for many years, it was a place that was all black with no daylight to be seen.
Luo Tang only has a few minutes of screentime, but Bai Zhi still had a content face.
âIf you look at it from another point of view, the male leadâs first time is given to Luo Tang. And if you look at it from another point of view again, then itâs equivalent to me and Fang Jingmo getting on a boat!â2
âWhat boat.â The system asked.
âA boat of friendship ah.â Bai Zhi had an innocent face: âRight?â
âEn. Your awareness is very high.â The system expressed its praise.
Bai Zhi happily waited for the makeup transformation to finish, and covered his body with a colourful, red, long skirt without any psychological burden. And the shoot began soon afterwards.
A deep, dark cave-dwelling, little to no sunshine to be seen. The air is bone-chillingly cold, water is dripping through the stone crevices, slowly wriggling.
A figure lazily reclined on the stone wall, dressed in a bright red, skin colour snowy. His hair was messy, but there was still a foreign sense of beauty. Delicate peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, the corner of their mouth slightly parted, as if they were smiling a bit:
âYouâve come?â
The sound of the footsteps stopped.
The person came dressed in rags, animosity covered him from head to toe. But his expression was abnormally tranquil, both of his eyes lacking ripples:3
âIâve come, Iâm just a bit late.â
âItâs good you came, why would I care about others?â Bai Zhi slightly moved his eyes away, in accordance with the systemâs reminder that heâs acting as Luo Tang.
âI havenât seen you for a long time, youâve improved a lot.â
Fang Jingmo sneered and answered to his words: âItâs thanks to Your Excellency.â4
Black air gradually took shape behind him, his voice also became increasingly cold: âToday, Iâve come to repay your kindness. Luo Tang, can you still say something?â
âIf your skill still isnât as good as others, thereâs nothing to say.â Bai Zhi slowly got up, tidied up his clothes and moved towards Fang Jingmo. His right hand was behind his body, secretly sending out force:5Â âJustâââ
The sharp blade instantly penetrated his chest.
Fang Jingmo pulled out the double-edged blade without the colour of his face changing, saying: âYouâre still thinking of tricks. Luo Tang, youâre truly set on not changing your mind.â
Bai Zhi fell to the ground in response, the blood bag had already split open, a bright red widely spreading.
He secretly sighed that the blood bag of the cast and crew really was enough. Bai Zhi inhaled and a deathly pale complexion appeared.
âChanging my mind? No, Iâm justâ¦â
He didnât get to finish speaking before he began violently coughing. Bai Zhi bit his lip, exposing a smile to Fang Jingmo, then shut his eyes.
The scene cut to Bai Zhiâs right hand.
There was an illusory flower, a dark red spider lily. It was strange and absolutely beautiful.
Perhaps Luo Tang didnât change his mind and wanted to mount a sneak attack. But perhaps, Luo Tang simply wanted to pick up a flower.
âGo over.â
Ling Jinâs voice came out, everyone on the film set was somewhat astonished for a moment.
If someone were to say something about Fang Jingmo, then it wouldnât be strange. But isnât there also another famous flower vase?
Bai Zhi didnât notice the thoughts of others. He nimbly got up from the floor, then headed directly to Fang Jingmo, his eyes unable to conceal a smile:
âHello senior, Iâm Du Jian.â
âEn.â Fang Jingmo pressed his lips against the cup of water, and turned to give a slight nod: âYour performance wasnât bad.â
Bai Zhiâs eyes immediately brightened: âReally?! Thank you, senior! Senior, have you eaten? Do you6Â want to eat the snacks I brought?â
Fang Jingmo was so stimulated by his enthusiasm that he had to take a step back, his mind suddenly recalled what Ling Jin said not too long ago:
âAn amusing newcomer came to confess to you, his goal is to get closer to you and develop the relationship.â
Developing the relationship.
Fang Jingmo looked at the particularly excited Bai Zhi in front of him again, his heart suddenly sank.
Could it be that heâs a boyfriend fan7Â of me like the cast and crew?
He had heard that he said that he didnât even want to be paid.
He definitely has a deep-seated love for me.
Fang Jingmoâs mind incessantly thought, but his face still looked indifferent.
âThereâs no need, keep it for yourself.â
Bai Zhi mistakenly thought that he was embarrassed: âI brought it here just for senior, you8Â donât need to be polite.â
âThereâs no need.â Fang Jingmo declined straight away, adding on a sentence after a moment: âThereâs no need to bring it in the future.â
And with that, he held the cup like a noble and beautifully but aloofly walked off.
Bai Zhiâs feet stopped and he stood in the same spot, at a loss: âUncleâ¦how can we get the villain to eat oil and salt?â
âYou must not have taken a hold of his most important need.â The system confidently spoke: âCome, Iâll teach you.â
Fang Jingmo felt like he was being watched by someone.
He cleared his throat on the film set and coughed. He returned to the lounge and found many throat lozenges.
He read the script and took a glance at the sun. When he returned to the lounge, he found many umbrellas to shield him from the sun.
He just finished drinking the water his assistant had offered, and when he returned to the lounge, he found a cup of nicely brewed tea.
Looking at his assistant who was dumbfounded compared to him, Fang Jingmo let out a sigh.
âItâs raining today, an umbrella wouldnât appear after, right?â The assistant foolishly asked.
Fang Jingmo was silent for a moment, then suddenly thought of something:
âVery well, youâre gonna go first.â
âAh?â The assistant was still baffled, after raising his head and seeing Fang Jingmoâs expression, he scratched his head in puzzlement: âOk ba, then Iâll drive the car to the intersection, and youâll9 come by yourself?â
Fang Jingmo didnât speak.
The rain came down as expected.
Fang Jingmo refused the help of others, and wore a windbreaker, calmly standing in the corridor.
Bai Zhi came out from the corner of a street, leaning on an upright stone and looking towards the image of a man in front of him:
âIsnât it time for me to appear?â
âThatâs right! This is an exceptionally good opportunity! Nephew, go for it!â
Bai Zhi took a deep breath, he stepped over and leapt with a âdadadaâ.10Â And Fang Jingmo timely turned around, Bai Zhiâs footsteps pausing. Then he saw the manâs thin lips slightly open:
âYou just, like me that much?â
Zenne: Thatâs the end of this chapter! Now, Bai Zhi is pursuing Fang Jingmo with the help of his system. Ah~, how sweet love is. By the way, if you notice any mistakes, you can comment on it and Iâll try to change it.