Next day, after 8 a.m.
Loud shouting from Deng Bo could be heard outside the room.
Gu Bai propped up his sowhat sore body and rubbed his head.
"Didn’t they say that drinking a 50-year-old Maotai wouldn’t give you a hangover the next day? Could it be fake liquor?"
Replying to Deng Bo outside the door, Gu Bai reached out, feeling a smooth touch in his palm...
"Mmm..."
A moan ca from beside him.
Gu Bai turned his head to find Yi Yiyi’s long lashes gently fluttering, two white ponytails draped over her chest, completely naked, with big moist eyes directly eting his gaze.
Normally, Yi Yiyi’s eccentric fashion doesn’t have much appeal, but at this mont, Gu Bai couldn’t help but swallow.
"Why... are you here?"
Hearing Gu Bai’s confused question, Yi Yiyi’s face instantly turned red, contrasting with her pure white hair, looking exceptionally tender.
"Last night, Oni-Chan, you got drunk, so I stayed to take care of you..."
She lifted the quilt and looked at herself.
Gu Bai’s head was full of black lines.
"Is this how you take care of ?"
Although Gu Bai was drunk, he wasn’t completely unconscious, and the instincts his body acted upon last night surfaced in his mind.
"It’s not like I did it on purpose! Besides, it really hurt!"
Listening to Gu Bai’s questioning, Yi Yiyi’s grievances suddenly poured out, and she hugged the quilt tightly and burrowed in, like an ostrich.
A sudden speck of red on the bedsheet sobered Gu Bai up.
The drunk self...
Seed especially wild?
But guilt? There was none at all.
He was the one drunk, but Yi Yiyi wasn’t, so it was consensual; there’s nothing to feel guilty about.
Still, it was Gu Bai’s first ti experiencing sothing like being pushed over, not knowing what to do, so he got up and headed to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, Gu Bai, dressed, stood at the door and said to Yi Yiyi on the bed, "You should lay down for a while. I’ll bring you sothing to eat later."
With that, Gu Bai gently closed the door.
It wasn’t until she confird Gu Bai had left that Yi Yiyi poked her little head out from under the quilt.
Her big eyes were filled with laughter, with no trace of the previous grievance.
As for Gu Bai, who left the room, he headed to the 4th-floor restaurant following Deng Bo’s guidance, where several people were already waiting.
Before sitting down, Wen Cunming made a face and asked, "How was your rest last night?"
Gu Bai naturally caught the teasing in his tone, rolled his eyes, and sat down.
"It was alright."
"Where’s Yi Yiyi?"
"I’ll have them bring her sothing in a bit."
"Oh~"
From Gu Bai’s tone, they could tell Yi Yiyi had probably been won over.
A sense of envy welled up inside.
In less than a sester, Gu Bai had already won over two of the four goddesses among the new students at the Shanghai Theatre Academy. Truly a model for n.
While eating a sandwich, Gu Bai suddenly thought of sothing and asked Wen Cunming, "Lou Xun is likely confirming his path as an idol singer, and Deng Bo has received an invitation from Ren Yi; he’s expected to regularly act in drama there next year to improve his acting skills. What about you? Have you decided on your path?"
The four dorm mates usually got along quite well.
Once one person succeeds, everyone benefits.
Since he had the ability, naturally, he wanted to help them out a bit.
Hearing Gu Bai’s sudden question, Wen Cunming was stunned for a mont, then joy imdiately surged. The way Gu Bai put it, he seed to want to lend him a hand.
Deng Bo’s professional skills were strong, and Ren Yi was the pinnacle of Hua Country’s performing stages; it would be a lie to say there wasn’t any envy for Deng Bo to be invited as a student.
Plus, Lou Xun was also an artist under Gu Bai, with such a big guy as Gu Bai backing him; it was only a matter of ti before he found success.
In what could be called the 404 group, Wen Cunming was the only one whose future remained uncertain.
Calming his emotions, Wen Cunming shook his head: "I’m probably still going into film and television. My acting skills aren’t stage-worthy yet, but ever since I turned down Tangren Film and Television’s offer, no company has contacted ."
Wen Cunming’s ambiguous answer already gave Gu Bai the answer.
Taking a sip of hot milk, Gu Bai spoke again, "If you’re willing, co to my company. We have a new film and television company that’s just starting up, and there are a few resources.
If you’re willing, I can have them arrange a part for you in a city idol drama, the male lead. The production isn’t massive, but it’s in the tens of millions."
"Of course, I’d be willing."
Without any consideration, Wen Cunming agreed in one go.
As for the issue of how dorm mates suddenly beco boss and employee, affecting friendship or so, Wen Cunming didn’t even think about it.
What a joke?
Even if he wasn’t an employee of Gu Bai, would the gap between them beco smaller?
Stop kidding. So things, once you’re born without them, you won’t have them your whole life, unless you’re soone like Gu Bai with a system.
Wen Cunming had no psychological burden at all regarding this.
"Alright, then it’s settled. When we return to Shanghai, I’ll have soone contact you for signing the contract."
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The two-day trip to Hengdian thus concluded.
Everyone had their own gains.
Thanks to Gu Bai’s introductions, Deng Bo, Wen Cunming, and others t many famous stars, smoothly expanding their networks. If one day they step into the entertainnt industry, as long as Gu Bai stands firm, these connections would directly translate into resources.
As for Gu Bai, his main gain was another step closer to completing a system mission.
"Task 4: Romantic Date (Moonlit Night), the task requires the host to reach a favorability of 80 with 10 individuals of the opposite sex with a score above 90 in appearance, and to complete intimate exchanges.
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