I Ship My Adversary Chapter 21

334.

Even after I was seated in Gu Yiliang's room, he still looked very solemn.

Solemnly, he opened the small refrigerator. Solemnly, he surveyed the contents inside. Solemnly, he turned his head and asked , "There's no honey tea, only mineral water. Is that fine?"

I quickly nodded, saying it was fine. Then I could not help but laugh. "Why are you making things so serious?"

He shook his head, taking out a bottle of water and a glass. After placing a coaster in front of

and filling my glass, he coughed lightly. "After all, now… our relationship isn't quite the sa."

I was first a little puzzled, then I understood, and hurriedly nodded my head to thank him.

335.

Yes, we were now a company-sanctioned professional ship that Gu Yiliang personally acknowledged. I got it.

However, was there a need to feel so conflicted over this issue that he needed to smoke three cigarettes in a row? He truly was the professional and responsible Artist Gu.

No matter what, since he had already decided that he would properly play this role of being my fanservice partner, and also wanted to help

improve my acting ability, this was a win-win situation for both of us. Of course, I would give my best and cooperate with him, and never disappoint him!

Also, I could not disappoint that Wei Yanzi who was howling for more fluff to enjoy!

336.

Gu Yiliang sat across , taking a few monts to compose his thoughts. "Previously, I've never tried… Mn. So, I might not be too familiar with what I'm supposed to do, or about the general rules for this. Is there anything I should take note of?"

He was not very familiar? How modest! Then who was the one saying all those things during supper? Were you just talking nonsense?

Without waiting for

to answer, he asked, seemingly with so difficulty, "Is it just… treating you like how a boyfriend would treat you?"

He sounded very stiff and robotic when saying the word "boyfriend". It must be very embarrassing for him. I hurriedly shook my head, "There's no need for that, that's too exaggerated. Us being like this now is enough already, you're doing a very good job."

He froze slightly, and while looking at , in his eyes there seed to be so pity and… distress?

337.

He asked, "… Just like this is considered very good?"

I looked at him, uncomprehending. "It's still not good enough?"

He spoke seriously, "I'll try my best to do even better."

338.

Wait, how did we end up talking about this?

Struggling to follow his pace a bit, I could only nod along muddleheaded. To be able to end up with such a responsible bias, the Niangzi Army was really fortunate. It was the sort of fortune that they could only cultivate over their past eight lifetis.

He again asked, "So I just have to treat you like how a boyfriend would?"

Why does he keep on turning around the "boyfriend" thing?!

As a straight man performing fanservice, he probably does not know how he should behave. Fine, fine, I just have to pay attention and hold him back a little in front of the caras.

Again, I nodded, "Mn, that's fine."

He exhaled, looking as though he was adjusting the shift in his feelings. From a basket on the table, he retrieved a folder and opened it in front of . "I may not be able to help with other matters, but this is my work schedule for the next half of the year. Take a look and see if there's anything you're interested in, and I'll get the company to arrange it for you."

: "?"

What script was this now? Was he practicing ahead of ti? Was he getting into the role too quickly?

He contemplated for a mont, and then spoke earnestly. "Do you have enough spending money? Is there sothing you want to buy? Shall I buy it for you?"

339.

I had only seen him fluently reciting lines from the script before. It was rare to see him speaking so unnaturally, so jerkily like this.

I paused and looked at him strangely. "Did you take the wrong script?"

Him: "Hmm?"

: "This has already exceeded the role of a boyfriend, isn't this more like a godfather1?"

He too paused, and replied doubtfully. "If you want to see it this way… Sure?"

340.

Who was he trying to take advantage of here?! I slapped the table, "And I'm your father!"

He choked. "… Do we have to go to this extent?"

341.

Cool wind swirled in from the semi-shut window, giving

a headache.

Just as I pressed my palm against my forehead, Gu Yiliang stood up to shut the window, and considerately handed

a blanket.

I twisted the soft blanket in my hands, and could not bring myself to reproach him for throwing out these sudden wild cards. A mont of silence, and I said earnestly, "There's no need to make it so deliberate. We can just go with the flow. This is too over the top, and others will notice sothing."

"Oh, I've overlooked that." Gu Yiliang nodded understandingly. "Then, if there's anything you need, just tell

anyti."

What more could I need? The fluff you threw out randomly was more than enough to satisfy

for the next six months.

I agreed casually, and then heard him ask hesitantly, "So, now, we…?"

Now? I looked at the ti, and then took the Song of Waves script he placed on the table. "We'll practice our lines? We've delayed this for many days already."

His tenseness suddenly vanished, and his entire person relaxed, leaning back in his chair. "Sure."

342.

With the eager hopes of the entire Niangzi Army and my fanservice partner on my shoulders, I put in my utmost efforts. I had never even been so serious during the acting classes in school.

I had already morised all the lines. It was just that I could never express the correct feelings and expressions. I would either recite the lines and end up looking blank, or recite the lines and go overboard with my expressions.

Gu Yiliang constantly reminded

about how to adjust my mood, going through a small scene with

a dozen tis. Finally, I could be considered to have sowhat improved, and was even complinted by him for having so life in my acting.

343.

After practicing all the scenes to be shot tomorrow, I noted down Gu Yiliang's reminders, and repeated them for him.

Gu Yiliang closed the scriptbook, placing his hand on my shoulder in gratification. "Mn, maintain the speed of this improvent, and after this drama is done, you won't have to rely on others. You'll be able to land dramas by yourself."

The second half of his sentence was a little muffled, and I happened to have my head down, looking at Wechat. Vaguely hearing, "rely on others… drama