Chapter 12 Fans and Idols
The phrase "I can distinguish between idol worship and real feelings" was like a thorn, making Yu Xingye inexplicably irritated.
He looked at Ling Wei's sincere apologetic face, wanted to say something but got stuck in his throat, and finally only let out a low, indistinct "hmm".
In the following days, Ling Wei indeed kept her word.
She no longer dodged, and when facing You Xingye, she smiled sweetly and obediently, with a polite and considerate attitude, and her sense of propriety was just right, as if she had really put her idol back on the altar and completely drawn a line between them.
That slight awkwardness completely disappeared.
The filming went smoothly as always, earning praise from the director, while Yu Xingye was frequently stopped because he was distracted.
The feeling that something was wrong with him grew stronger and stronger.
Seeing her smile at me without any reservations, seeing her immediately leave after the director yelled "Cheer," and seeing her smile equally brightly at other staff members, my sense of irritation grew like wildfire.
Filming was gradually coming to an end. Assistant Xia Man was You Xingye's cousin. He had just returned from abroad and had no interest in the family business. He shamelessly followed You Xingye to "make it in the entertainment industry," claiming that he would start as an assistant.
He has an outgoing personality and a sweet tongue. Within two days of joining the crew, he was completely captivated by Ling Wei, calling her "little sister" affectionately and always referring to himself as "brother" in front of her, which was both greasy and funny.
That day, Xia Man approached You Xingye with a grin and asked, "Brother, can we talk about something?"
"Speak." You Xingye scrolled through his phone irritably, without even looking up.
"Can I get your autograph? I want a really unique, long, and heartfelt autograph!"
Xia Man gestured, "I want to give it to Mei Bao!" He smiled broadly.
Upon hearing the name he cared about, You Xingye tightened his grip on his phone, looked up, and said with a chilling gaze, "Using my autograph to pick up girls?"
He twitched the corners of his mouth, a forced smile, "Dream on. I'm not giving it to you."
Xia Man was rebuffed, but then a plan came to her mind.
He sneakily approached Ling Wei and said mysteriously, "Little sister, want to see some exclusive treasures? Top-secret photos of our idol drooling in his open-crotch pants when he was a child! High-definition and uncensored!"
Ling Wei's eyes lit up; she had been successfully lured away to eat.
In the time it takes to eat a meal, Xia returned full of confidence, humming a little tune as she pushed open the door to her lounge.
"Oh, you're back?" A voice suddenly came from the wall.
"Holy crap!" Xia Man, who hadn't expected someone to be hiding in the room, clutched her heart: "Oh my god! Bro?! You...you're hiding here trying to scare me?!"
He saw You Xingye sitting on the sofa. The other man had his long legs crossed, was twirling his phone in his hand, and had no particular expression on his face.
Those eyes, which were usually always smiling, were devoid of any smile at this moment. They stared at him intently, with an indescribable scrutiny.
Xia Man's heart skipped a beat. You Xingye still hadn't gotten up and asked lazily, "Going to eat?"
"Who did you eat with? You seemed to be having a great time."
Xia Man felt her scalp tingle under his gaze, and forced herself to say vaguely, "Just...just friends from the group..."
“Friend?” Yu Xingye repeated, his brows furrowing briefly before relaxing.
He stopped staring at Xia Man, lowered his head, and began unconsciously turning his phone again. The air was silent for a few seconds, filled with a suffocating awkwardness.
Xia Man felt like a prisoner awaiting trial.
Finally, Yu Xingye seemed unable to hold back any longer. He suddenly raised his head, his tone a bit sharp, yet tinged with an undisguised sourness: "You...you seem to be having a good time chatting, huh? You seem to be humming quite happily."
Xia Man was taken aback by his sudden question: "Huh? It's...it's alright..."
"..." Yu Xingye fell silent again.
His jawline was taut, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
The feeling of suffocation and irritability was almost visibly enveloping him.
He suddenly stood up, the movement so large that the sofa shook.
He didn't even glance at Xia Man, and walked straight towards the door: "...It's alright now."
"Bang!" The door slammed shut, leaving the room silent and Xia Man looking completely bewildered.
Xia Man stood there, blinking, savoring the image of her brother's hesitant, sarcastic expression.
That resentful "Having a good chat, huh?"... This feeling... This taste...
Xia Man's eyes slowly widened, and her mouth opened into an "O" shape.
His romantic history is rich, so it's not impossible to sense it.
so--
Holy crap!!!
His brother!
That dream of countless girls / Stage King Yu Xingye!
She's jealous!
Because of my little sister?!
Xia Man stroked her chin, looking at the tightly closed door, and tsk tsk tsk, this is truly... the biggest show of the year!
His brother must not even understand how he got into this mess yet, right?
He chuckled, having no intention of getting involved at all.
What a joke! It's rare to see this guy so clueless and disoriented. He'll have to watch this show closely.
Ling Wei suddenly received a phone call that day. After listening to it, she rushed to find the director, saying that there was an urgent matter and she had to ask for half a day off.
With only some long shots left to film, and considering that Ling Wei, though not in the entertainment industry, has always been dedicated and has never delayed the schedule, the director kindly granted her a full day off.
The video call was from her own junior apprentice. She deliberately went to a secluded corner and put it on speakerphone.
As soon as the call connected, I heard my junior brother wailing on the other end: "Senior sister, waaaah, I'm so sorry, please don't hit me!"
Ling Wei: "..."
Just hearing that sentence made her hands itch.
Under his senior sister's piercing gaze, the junior brother tearfully explained what had happened:
"I made a batch of parallel control experiments a few days ago using your parameters for the F3 generation homozygous seeds that you put in the drying oven... but I didn't close the drying oven door properly when I took them out..."
"When I came back from my holiday today... all the seeds... have sprouted!"
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, senior sister! Waaaaah!"
"Senior Sister Deng said I deserve to die a thousand deaths and should apologize with thorns on my back. Where are you? I'm coming right now!"
Ling Wei sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.
She told him to wait a while, and that she would video chat with him when she got back to the hotel.
These seeds were originally intended for seedling cultivation, hybridization, and repeated seed saving.
She originally planned to do it herself when she got back, but now she can only remotely guide her junior to plant the seedlings first.
The junior student on the other end of the phone was in tears—he asked himself, if anyone had touched his experimental materials and might have delayed his graduation, he would have chopped that person into mincemeat.
But his senior sister didn't tear him apart, and he was really touched!!
He felt even more guilty and deserving of death, and immediately decided to carry out the "bearing thorns to plead guilty" act to the end, saying loudly and emotionally:
"Senior sister, you're so kind! Just you wait, I'll take it off right now!"
After saying that, he took off his clothes and looked for a broom, then hit himself twice.
"Do with me as you please, I will absolutely not resist!"
That skinny, pale-faced physique from spending so much time in the lab was really an eyesore, so Ling Wei immediately hung up the video call.
After taking leave, she went to look for Yu Xingye, but didn't see him.
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