Chapter 10

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around fell silent.

Yuan Heng has been single these years and has never been involved in any scandals with any male or female stars. Although there are many videos of him and others creating relationships, he has never made them public.

It is normal for Yuan Heng to fall in love and get married as he is almost thirty years old and has faded out of the entertainment industry. Tang Lin quickly went through the actors in his mind, but couldn't pick out a suitable one.

Yuan Heng was one of his first students. They were not much different in age, so they mostly called each other friends. Tang Lin asked straightforwardly, "Which one?"

Yuan Heng didn't intend to say it when he was about to say it: "No need to take special care of him, but if there is anything, I may have to trouble you teachers."

"No problem." Tang Lin promised, "How can we treat him badly in our own crew?"

After refilling the tea, the group went up to the banquet hall at a leisurely pace. Several investors also arrived one after another. Chaoyang Culture was the biggest investor. Huang Wei arrived late, and Tang Lin went to greet him with a smile.

The opening banquet was also divided into large and small tables. The director, screenwriter and investors sat behind a screen, several leading actors sat at one table, and the rest of the supporting actors, stunt doubles, martial arts directors, and photography staff sat in their own groups.

Except for the initial opening, everyone sat quietly and listened to Tang's speech. After the dishes were served, people began to walk back and forth, taking turns to toast and clink glasses. Now is the time when most people are here, and everyone is seizing the opportunity to build relationships and connections.

Xiao Ziyu was still a little confused about the situation, because everyone at his table was a stand-in. In addition to the literary and martial arts stand-ins he knew, there were also voice stand-ins, hand stand-ins, and light stand-ins. A play is performed piecemeal, and it is often the case that three or four people play one role together.

Before, they had to carry the whole show on their own when they went on stage. Not only did they have to watch their performance on stage, but they also had to test their basic skills off stage. If they were not careful, they would be booed. Later, the only audience member was the Crown Prince, and when he did something bad, they would find ways to find fault with him so as to take the opportunity to "punish" him.

The stand-ins paid special attention to their figure, and the food on the table was hardly touched. Some people ran to other tables to toast, some went back early to avoid being lazy, and most of the people at the table had left. Xiao Ziyu stood up and scooped a large piece of glutinous rice lotus root into the plate in front of him while no one was paying attention.

He felt relaxed after eating the sweet food. It was too confining to sit idly among the crowd, so he stood up and walked around the place looking for a quiet place.

The indoor bar was distributing cocktails, and Xiao Ziyu was forced to take a drink as he passed by. The drink had only the fruity aroma and sweetness, without any spicy taste of alcohol. He sipped slowly and found a semi-open space behind a screen in the corner of the banquet hall.

I didn't expect that as soon as I took a step inside, I saw someone sitting on the sofa. Just as he was about to step back, the man stood up and said in surprise: "Hey, it's you!"

Xiao Ziyu subconsciously wanted to bow, but he held back because he had a wine glass in his hand. He stretched out his right hand and said, "Lu Yan, hello."

"Hello, hello." Lu Yan shook hands with him. "I haven't asked you your name yet."

Xiao Ziyu said: "I am Xiao Ziyu, is it convenient for me to rest here?"

Lu Yan smiled knowingly and said, "You are here to hide away too, right? It's crowded outside, and I have to greet people when I see them. It's so troublesome."

Xiao Ziyu only knew that the other person was the male lead in the drama, and knew nothing else. However, it was not appropriate to ask about his background right away, so he just asked politely, "What are you doing?"

"Play games," Lu Yan handed him a Bluetooth headset and shared his phone screen with him, "Have you played it before?"

Xiao Ziyu didn't know that he could play games on his mobile phone. He heard bursts of fighting sounds from his headphones. The character controlled by Lu Yan looked ethereal and dressed in plain clothes, but the name above his head was very eye-catching: Soldier King.

Xiao Ziyu saw his fingers operating flexibly on the narrow screen of the mobile phone. The Soldier King did a backflip and used a big move, knocking away all the people surrounding him.

Even if he knew a little bit of martial arts, he couldn't do it to this extent. He praised sincerely: "It's amazing."

Lu Yan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? You think I'm awesome?"

Xiao Ziyu nodded, "You are very talented."

"I told you, I could have been an e-sports player!" Lu Yan excitedly clenched his hand, as if a mountain stream had met a soulmate, "Acting has delayed me for too long."

"My fans all say that I'm not good at playing games. Humph, from now on, you can just be my gaming fan, okay?"

Xiao Ziyu was confused, but couldn't refuse his enthusiasm: "...Okay."

"When I first saw you, I felt that your temperament was a perfect match for this game," Lu Yan started talking as soon as he mentioned the game, "I'll teach you how to play!"

With nothing to do, Xiao Ziyu learned how to operate it. As a result, just after he successfully matched and entered the battle interface, Lu Yan's phone vibrated and a call came in.

Xiao Ziyu didn't take his eyes off and noticed that the contact who called was a "BB machine".

Apart from anything else, Lu Yan's method of naming is earth-shattering.

Lu Yan impatiently swiped the phone away, and before he could take two steps on the character, the other party called him again. He answered the phone with an irritated look on his face: "Hello? I'm not leaving yet."

"What are you doing? I'm...completing my unfinished great cause."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan was quite dejected: "My agent told me to go out and say hello to the teachers in the director team."

"Then you go first," Xiao Ziyu returned the phone to him and comforted him, "Work is important, we will meet on the set later."

"Then I'll continue teaching you how to play!" Lu Yan was revived with full health, "Let's go."

The surroundings became quiet again. Xiao Ziyu curled up on the sofa, holding the wine glass and tasting it bit by bit. The curtains were opened a little, and by turning my head slightly I could see the brightly lit night scene. The roads were like the blood vessels of the city, and in the distance there was a red line that was a blocked elevated road.

There was a curfew in the Daliang Dynasty, and everything was silent at night. In the year when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was crowned, he suddenly wanted to go outside the palace to see the moon. The two of them secretly left the palace and climbed up the mountain at night. Finally, they saw the Milky Way at the top of the mountain.

Xiao Ziyu only remembered Yuan Heng telling him about the twenty-eight constellations. The young man in brocade clothes was arrogant and said, "That is the seven constellations of the Vermillion Bird, the natal palace of the Queen. My Nanzhu should be in charge of it."

At that time, Yuan Heng had kept the old emperor under house arrest in Taichen Palace for many years, but he pretended to be a virtuous and filial person to the outside world and went to the temple every month to pray for the old emperor. Everyone thought he was copying Buddhist scriptures, but only Xiao Ziyu knew how he had touched him in front of the temple, truly polluting the eyes of the gods.

He already had a bad record, and he dared to speak wildly. Xiao Ziyu covered his mouth and said, "Your Highness, please stop talking. There are gods in the palace in heaven. Be careful not to shorten your life."

"What? You hope I live a long life?" Yuan Heng grabbed his hand, put it on his lips and bit down a tooth mark, his eyes flashing with an unknown fire: "The old national teacher said that I have Kuigang in my life, so it's not that easy to die."

Xiao Ziyu's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by him, and he almost thought that Yuan Heng had discovered something. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is even more cautious than his father. Not to mention meals, even the eunuchs around him have to be searched every day before they are allowed into the palace to serve.

Yuan Heng himself is a martial arts expert, with a short knife at his waist and arrows in his sleeves, all of which can take people's lives. Xiao Ziyu had been with him for two years, and apart from the wooden hairpin on his head, he had hardly ever come into contact with any sharp weapon that could hurt people.

At this moment, he was sitting on a tree with Yuan Heng's arm around his waist, and the big hand on his waist began to move naughtily again. He pretended to be panicked and wrapped his arms tightly around the man's neck, which gave the man more room to maneuver.

Xiao Ziyu was too shameless to continue reminiscing. Maybe it was because he drank too much sweet water in the glass, but his cheeks and behind his ears felt very hot. He was just about to go to the bathroom to cool down when he saw another person coming in from behind the screen.

He was impressed by the short and fat figure of the man, who was Huang Wei, the boss of Chaoyang Culture and the investor of "Maple Forest Evening".

Xiao Ziyu sat back in his seat without making a sound, his voice returning to its cold, clear tone as a spring in a snowy valley: "Boss Huang."

Huang Wei had probably been toasted a lot and was a little drunk at this point, so he spoke rather bluntly: "I just saw a silhouette outside and I knew it was you. Why is the little beauty drinking alone? Why don't you come and toast to you, Mr. Huang?"

Xiao Ziyu has been hanging around in the opera world since he was a child, and he must have seen at least eight hundred such men who are attracted by beauty. The masters always taught them to learn how to protect themselves, and never be soft-hearted and lose the opportunity when encountering danger.

But the laws of modern society are more comprehensive and strict. Xiao Ziyu didn't want to cause trouble, so he said, "Boss Huang must be drunk. I'll go call an assistant for you."

"You'll know if you're drunk if you try it." Huang Wei approached the sofa with a lewd smile, kicked the coffee table overturned, and trapped people in the small space.

Unless Xiao Ziyu can fly, he is sure to take advantage of this.

Xiao Ziyu stood tall and slender, still without any movement. He stood straight like a thin bamboo, gaunt and aloof, looking inviolable.

In fact, he pursed his lower lip slightly, as waves of dizziness came over him and the high fever behind his ears did not dissipate. Who would have thought that the sweet water tasted delicious but had a strong aftereffect. The alcohol took effect belatedly and made him weak.

Huang Wei only saw the person in front of him with his thin lips half pursed, his palm-sized face turning pale, beads of sweat oozing from his temples, and even his glaring eyes seemed to be misty.

He didn't feel any pain from being glared at, but instead it aroused his lust. It's not like he hasn't met some hot-tempered girls before, but now that it's in public, the other party certainly wouldn't dare to make a big fuss with him.

There was a sofa behind Xiao Ziyu, and there was no way to avoid it. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's waist first, as if he couldn't wait to grab the person and rub him.

However, Xiao Ziyu's body swayed slightly, and Huang Wei could not see clearly how he moved. He saw Xiao Ziyu tap the sofa with his foot, bent his legs, and tapped the backrest with his other foot. The whole person jumped up and landed lightly on the screen. After another jump, the person fell down and could not be seen.

The two shallow marks on the sofa left by his steps returned to normal, as if no one had been standing there just now.

Huang Wei rubbed his eyes and heard a scream outside. He wanted to rush out to see what was happening, but his calf hit the corner of the coffee table first, and he grimaced in pain.

Xiao Ziyu also misjudged the situation. He originally wanted to return to the banquet hall without leaving a trace, but when he stood on the screen, he found that there were people all around him, all looking up at him with disbelief on their faces.

He was already dizzy and weak in the knees, and was almost frightened to death by the screams. He fell to the ground in panic and fell straight down.

A hand reached out from the side to support him, but Xiao Ziyu's momentum was too strong, and the man had to bend down to catch him.

He sat down on the man's leather shoes with weak legs, and when he looked up he saw the familiar jaw angle.

Yuan Heng looked down at him with an indescribable expression: "Fake news?"