After speaking, without waiting for the reporters to continue asking questions, he said to Mr. Qu.
"Mr. Qu, it seems about ti, how about everyone take their seats?"
"Haha! Alright! Dear reporters, if you have any questions, you can save them for after the premiere, we’ll set aside so ti for you then..."
...
In the back row of the screening room.
"Why aren’t they here yet... I’ll call and check..."
"Hello? What’s that? Got into a car accident? Is it serious?"
"Alright, as long as they’re okay..."
Yan Weiwei hung up the phone and looked at ng Lang with a helpless expression.
"That guy Hu Yifei got into a car accident on the way here. He’s fine, but they’re at the hospital for an examination on the injured, so he probably won’t make it today."
A car accident?
This excuse seems strangely familiar...
"Zero, give the coordinates for that guy Hu Yifei," ng Lang secretly typed into his phone.
[Target phone location shows: Baiyeji headquarters building.]
ng Lang: "..."
What car accident! Turns out the guy didn’t even leave his place!
But why would he lie?
Looking at Yan Weiwei beside him, ng Xiaolang suddenly figured it out.
This is a ss. Looks like I need to find a chance to show them my "already taken" badge.
"Why are you looking at ?"
"Ahem! Nothing? I think the movie is about to start. I’ll go buy so drinks."
ng Lang found an excuse, but before he could leave, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Uh... Ah Xian?" ng Lang turned around, only to see Duan Xian looking at him with a smile.
"Hey! I saw you sitting in the back just now, but you didn’t co over to say hi."
"Wasn’t that because you guys were busy? How would a big deal like you, the second male lead, have ti for small fry like us?" ng Lang joked.
"I did want to co over, but I was afraid I’d be too much of a big deal. So what do you think, would I be interrupting your couple ti?" Duan Xian said, pointing to Yan Weiwei’s side and teasing back.
"I thought you’d co with that Lawyer Lin, so is this what you ant by ’never being a player’?
I can understand, though. After all, a plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum each has its beauty, and it’s hard to choose..."
"Hey! Stop, stop, stop; don’t misunderstand. We’re just ordinary friends. We also invited other friends, but they got into a car accident and can’t make it."
"Hehe! Alright, alright, I believe you, okay? You invited friends, and they just couldn’t co because of a car accident..."
Duan Xian wore an expression of "I’ve seen those wingman tactics; I get it."
ng Lang: "..."
He looked helpless.
"I’m married."
Jaw-dropping!
Duan Xian froze for a full three seconds.
"To whom?"
"Who do you think?"
"Can you not joke around?"
"Do I have to slap you with the marriage certificate for you to believe ?"
"Don’t kid around! Fake certificates are illegal, you know? Especially since the person you’re fabricating rumors about is a lawyer."
ng Lang: "..."
He rubbed his forehead and waved his hand, "Alright, alright, just go hang out sowhere else and cool off, let watch the movie in peace."
Then he realized, "Oh wait, you have to sit with !"
And so...
The two beco three.
"Gulp gulp~" Duan Xian sipped his drink, glanced at Yan Weiwei sitting apart, and elbowed ng Xiaolang, whispering.
"Really making the third wheel, huh?"
"Yeah, adjust your wattage, make yourself brighter."
Duan Xian was at a loss for words.
At this mont, the screen gradually lit up, and the room slowly quieted down.
ng Lang could hear Duan Xian muttering softly beside him.
"Well, it’s good too. Being with those celebrities isn’t as comfortable as being here with you."
ng Lang paused, asking, "What’s up? You seem so successful, can’t fit in?"
"Exactly, the entertainnt industry is more complicated than you think, don’t you know the competition among peers?
I’m just soone who stumbled into this from another field, without fa or background, a nobody in the clan. If I want to blend into their circle, they might not even want to hang with ." Duan Xian said with frustration.
ng Lang raised an eyebrow.
Previously, he only thought of Duan Xian as a tool-man but hadn’t expected all the troubles that co with being a celebrity.
He pondered for a mont.
"Rember back in the dorm, I was a noob at King, you all didn’t want to play with at first, how did I end up making you all beg to drag along?"
"Uh..." Duan Xian was taken aback.
"Oh? You got skills, tell , how did you do it?"
Yan Weiwei on the side heard this and imdiately beca interested.
It’s obvious; he belongs to the "noob" category too.
"Haha! It’s nothing much, I started studying hard every day until late at night..." ng Lang reminisced.
"That’s it?" Yan Weiwei puzzled.
"You studied while they gad, didn’t disturb each other, why would they cry and beg to carry you?"
"That’s where you’re wrong, to quickly integrate into a group, you shouldn’t fight head-on, but strike where they safeguard!" ng Lang chuckled mischievously.
"After all... the sound of typing let sleep soundly, the sound of flipping books kept up all night..."
"Ugh..." Yan Weiwei wide-eyed, slowly understanding.
After a while, she couldn’t help but tease.
"You academics... have such dirty minds!"
ng Lang: "..."
Duan Xian, hit by AOE damage, seed to have an epiphany, looked at his buddy, and couldn’t help but say.
"If you’d focus on dealing with those celebrities like you did with us, maybe you’d make it bigger in the entertainnt industry than I do."
Making it in the entertainnt industry? I’m making it in the survival circle!
So I boastfully said.
"If our understanding isn’t on the sa level, what’s the point in conquering each other?"
Duan Xian: "..."
At this mont, lines of subtitles slowly appeared on the screen before them...
[Director: Han Fei, Starring: Hao Teng, Duan Xiaoxian...
Post-production: Wang Yu, He Ping, Bajie...
Special Thanks: Baiyeji AIGC Team...]
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