Chapter 153 A Talented Actor Used as Cannon Fodder (Side Story) In Song...
In Song Xia's heart, there was always a small goal: to get into a good university, and after graduation, to earn lots and lots of money, and then buy Qunxing Entertainment so that his brother wouldn't have to worry about other trivial matters anymore, and could just happily film movies.
He doesn't need to compete with people with connections for roles, nor does he need to scheme against his colleagues. If anyone dares to smear him, he can simply mobilize the entire legal department.
Song Xia is a very planned young man. He already has a goal of going to university and has even thought out various plans and methods to make money.
This was originally just a little secret he kept in his heart, but unfortunately, after he finished his college entrance exams, he drank to relax for the first time. However, he had a very low alcohol tolerance and accidentally revealed his wish.
It's nothing serious to say about the youthful arrogance of teenagers; at most, people will laugh it off and say that they have lofty ambitions or are just daydreaming.
Before he could even explain his plan, his brother told him that someone had already helped him realize his wish.
His great-aunt, who bravely sacrificed herself while fighting to save people and thugs, left a large inheritance to the two brothers. It's unclear what she was thinking, but at such a young age, she even prepared a will, dividing the inheritance equally between the two brothers.
The half given to her brother was 55% of the shares in Qunxing Entertainment, and professionals were hired to manage it, so Song Yu didn't have to worry about it at all.
Song Xia's other half consisted of a building and a row of shops located near the city center.
Song Yu handed him a thick stack of property deeds that looked to be more than half a meter high, and said, "Your girlfriend's father, who is also your father-in-law, once told your great-aunt that his biggest wish in life is to earn a lot of houses so that his daughter can live a leisurely life as a landlady."
Of course, Song Xia's houses were also managed by designated personnel, and he didn't need to handle things like communicating with tenants, collecting rent, and signing contracts himself.
After giving him a bank card and the contact number of the person in charge, Song Yu went back to his work.
Through the glass window, Song Xia watched his brother practice swordsmanship with great skill in the open space of the courtyard. Even the fallen leaves seemed to dance with the sword movements. Song Xia almost thought his brother had really mastered swordsmanship and become a peerless master.
The bank card was issued with Song Xia's own ID card, and she could check the balance on her phone. Looking at the seven-digit number on the card, even if it was three months' rent, it was still too much.
Song Xia moved the property certificate back to his house, making four trips back and forth before he was finally done. Luckily, he had cleaned up a lot of study materials after the college entrance examination, otherwise the bookshelf wouldn't have been able to hold so much stuff.
Even at the class reunion the next day, Song Xia was still a little dazed. While other classmates were showing off what brand of cell phone and laptop their parents had bought for them, he sat blankly in the corner, just picking up peanuts with his chopsticks.
Song Xia's status as an orphan was not exactly a secret. Some classmates would deliberately avoid discussing this issue with him, while others with malicious intent would intentionally come over and rub salt in his wounds.
A tall, thin student with blond, curly hair that smelled of hair dye sauntered over to Song Xia, holding a wine glass, and nudged him on the shoulder with his elbow.
"Song, you top student, what has your successful brother prepared for you that gives you a lot of living expenses? Show us what he has prepared for you. Your living expenses are over ten thousand a month, and your phone and computer must be worth at least six figures."
Seeing Song Yu shake his head in denial, and seeing the old, worn-out phone in his hand, the blond-haired teddy bear became even more persistent.
"You used to be quite generous with your money. What, you've run out of cash? Or has your rich girlfriend found someone new?"
The blond-haired teddy bear was furious. A couple of days ago, when he went to get his hair dyed, he happened to see this guy holding hands with the young lady from the Lü family while shopping. He had been pursuing this guy for two years without even being able to exchange a few words with him. Why did this guy fall for this pretty boy?
"Hehe, do you really think you can become the son-in-law of the Lü family just because of your looks? You're still the same poor and stingy woman. Do you want me to introduce you to a few rich women? Although they're a bit older, they know how to treat people well."
Judging from your appearance, your brother is probably quite good-looking too. Why don't you two team up? Maybe they'll offer you a higher price.
Huang Mao's tone was full of malice and sarcasm. He not only spoke himself, but also winked at the other students, asking them to chime in.
Song Xia's grades have always been good, and her future is obviously bright. The other students aren't crazy, so there's no need for them to go out of their way to offend her.
Although no one spoke up for Song Xia because of Huang Mao's identity, there was no one who agreed with Huang Mao either. They all pretended not to hear and chatted with their close classmates.
Huang Mao slammed his fist on the table in anger and took two steps forward with great momentum. However, he stepped on something and suddenly stumbled, almost falling onto the table.
His head was already spinning, and he couldn't balance his body in time. He barely managed to turn around before falling headfirst into the nearby trash can with perfect accuracy.
The refined young man next to Song Xia quietly withdrew his foot, and when he saw Song Xia looking over, he gave him a shy smile as if nothing had happened.
This man, Qi Siyu, is Song Xia's roommate and classmate. His family is well-off, and after hearing about Song Xia's experiences, he has helped him a lot.
Song Xia's living expenses were only average at the time, and compared to Qi Siyu, she was indeed not very wealthy, so even after explaining several times, she was unable to change his impression.
It was only after his great-aunt started giving him pocket money that he stopped buying too much food every now and then and sharing half with him.
Song Yu didn't have the money to reciprocate, so he simply tutored him, managing to raise his grades from the bottom of the class in the first year of high school to the top ten.
The smell of the trash can was so unique that Huang Mao struggled for a long time, but no one dared to go over and pull him away. In the end, Song Xia called a waiter over and asked him to help.
After all, if this guy kept thrashing around, the private room would be full of trash, and their class reunion would have to end early.
Fortunately, the smelly blond guy realized he had embarrassed himself and left without saying anything more.
After the waiter emptied the trash cans, he also turned on the ventilation system, instantly making the air in the entire private room much fresher.
Qi Siyu stared at her feet, then glanced at the only trash can in the private room, which was almost two meters away. She couldn't figure out how the blond guy had managed to fall straight into the trash can by such a coincidence.
Song Xia subconsciously touched his chest. Just a moment ago, his jade pendant suddenly became hot. If this hadn't happened three times already, he would have thought it was his imagination.
Seeing that Song Xia was still somewhat lost in thought, Qi Siyu reached out and poured him a glass of orange juice to comfort him. "Don't listen to that guy's nonsense. With such good grades, you'll definitely have a good future. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. I've saved up quite a bit of New Year's money."
Song Xia smiled helplessly at him: "I really don't lack money. Even if I have no parents, it doesn't mean I'm penniless. Besides, my living expenses are no less than yours."
Qi Siyu nodded, poured herself a glass of juice, took a small sip, and then said softly, "But they all say that you're just putting on a brave face."
Song Xia didn't want to discuss this matter further and changed the subject directly, saying, "I noticed you weren't in good spirits during the exam. What happened? Did you fail the exam?"
Qi Siyu paused in her drinking of juice, giving him a very resentful look. "Brother, do we have to bring up the very thing we don't want to talk about?"
He was so excited before the college entrance exam that he couldn't sleep. In a moment of madness, he took a sleeping pill that his mother often took. The pill was too strong, and when his mother dragged him out of bed in the morning, he was still in a daze.
Finally, I forced myself to gulp down a large glass of ice water before I could finally sober up a bit.
Who knew that someone who could eat five ice creams a day without any problems before would suddenly have a stomach upset after being pampered by her mother's healthy diet for the past six months?
"I was dizzy and seeing stars at the time, and my head was pounding. I admire my own willpower for being able to fill in the entire exam paper and still make it out of the exam room!"
After leaving the exam hall, he went straight to the hospital, where he received an IV drip and caught up on sleep. He managed to recover some of his strength before the afternoon exam started.
Even so, it was still not as good as his usual performance. He probably couldn't even perform at 70% of his usual level in math, which is his best subject.
As for English, well, his English grades have never even reached the passing mark.
Qi Siyu couldn't help but gulp down a large mouthful of juice, then slumped miserably onto the table. "I really don't want to study anymore. Senior year of high school is just unbearable!"
Song Xia didn't expect to accidentally touch a sore spot. Seeing that the other classmates were still chatting in groups of three or five, she pulled the person away and left.
"I don't want to go home. My mom will nag me again. She went through so much trouble, taking care of me like a postpartum nanny for half a year. But I didn't do badly on purpose!" Qi Siyu's resentment visibly intensified.
What could Song Xia do? She could only take him to her home. Now that her brother's status was different, he no longer lived in the small apartment he used to live in.
Looking at the rather large villa in front of her, Qi Siyu couldn't help but take out her phone and check the navigation, and then fell into deep self-doubt.
Could what he just drank have been one of those legendary fruit juices made with alcohol?
Otherwise, how could he have been so dazzled to see that his academically gifted roommate, who was known for his poverty, actually lived in a detached villa just three blocks from the city center?
Moreover, the student didn't receive a cell phone as a graduation gift from their parents; instead, they were given a house.
Looking at all those property deeds on Song Xia's bookshelf, why bother with her college entrance exam score? She could live a carefree life from now on.
Qi Siyu felt even more miserable. Sure enough, many people in this world look miserable, but he was the only one who was truly miserable.
To avoid being nagged by his mother, Qi Siyu decided to stay with Song Xia, and even told his mother that he wanted his academically gifted roommate to tutor him.
Of course, this was just an excuse. Qi Siyu originally planned to go out and work part-time during the summer vacation for half a month. At the very least, he would wait until the college entrance examination results came out and he could completely give up before planning his revision.
Song Xia didn't mind his friend staying at his house. He had so many empty rooms, and his brother was busy filming and couldn't come back to stay every day. Having another person stay would make the house more lively.
Qi Siyu had initially refused firmly, but his mother knew him very well and would video call him every day to inquire about his study progress.
Of course, in order not to disturb his studies, Qi's mother would make the video calls during lunch and before going to bed at night.
If he's not at Song Xia's house once or twice at noon, it's because he's tired from studying and wants to go out for a stroll to relax. But if he's not there in the evening either, his mother will come and drag him home within three hours.
Fortunately, Qi Siyu's mother gave her a fairly generous sum for tutoring and accommodation, and Qi Siyu happened to be an excellent cook.
After Song Xia ordered takeout every day, resulting in her not having a single healthy meal, Qi Siyu finally felt at ease settling into the villa.
To thank his friend for his help, Song Xia thoughtfully tutored him for half a month, which moved Qi Siyu to pay even more attention to his meals.
Even if Song Xia wanted to sneak a barbecue in the middle of the night, it would be a healthy version with less oil and salt, made by Qi Siyu himself. After a while, although she craved it a lot, her complexion was noticeably better than before.
This touching interaction of friendship continued until Song Yu returned, finally bringing it to an end. Looking at this very familiar yet unfamiliar person, Qi Siyu finally understood why her friend had suddenly become successful.
When Song Xia's standard of living improved, wasn't that precisely when this person filmed "The Search for the Path" and became a sensation?
Looking at the young man before him, Song Yu's eyes flickered slightly. Apart from Xue Ziqi, this young man was the most talented cultivation genius he had ever encountered.
His aptitude was even better than Wei Chengzhi's, and the customer service representative was already screaming in his mind that he should take him on as an apprentice.
Song Yu said helplessly, "Isn't my quota for apprentices already full? Besides, I don't have time to mentor kids right now."
In any other small world, a ghost could easily change these minor rules, but here he holds a handle on the Little Heavenly Dao, and this T is also eyeing him covetously, waiting to find fault with him. If he still has his cheat ability, he will probably be kicked out of the current plane.
【We still need to accept them as outer disciples!】
Although the commission is a bit less, it's still much better than that of an ordinary outer disciple. Every little bit helps, and every little bit adds up.
"Look at how hard they study. Do you think they'd want to learn how to catch ghosts from me? Everyone has their own ambitions, and you can't force it. We can only give it a try."
Qi Siyu was unaware that he was being targeted. After Song Yu returned, he planned to say goodbye and leave. Now that the college entrance examination results were out, his anxiety had finally subsided. He decided to go back, gather his spirits, and start afresh.
At worst, he'll just have to eat his mom's healthy food for another year! Maybe his mom will be willing to give him a change of pace because of how hard he's working.
Seeing the boy's fearless spirit, Song Yu couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a goal now? Which top school are you planning to apply to?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Siyu's last breath vanished. Looking at his pitiful score, he almost burst into tears.
"What other top universities could I possibly get into? I'd be content if I could just pass the first-tier university entrance exam. How wonderful it would be if a first-tier university called me to recruit students right now, no matter what kind of university it was, it would be my dream school!"
Song Yu patted the young boy on the shoulder and comforted him, "You can definitely do it."
After saying that, he sent a message to Zhang Mofeng.
After that battle, the Qingyin Sect was completely wiped out, and the cultivators across the country were scattered like sand. Recently, the Supernatural Management Bureau also plans to reorganize the strength of the cultivators and find some good seedlings suitable for cultivation.
Zhang Mofeng was in charge of recruitment, and he was very much in line with modern development by setting up a Taoist academy.
Although the college only plans to enroll 300 students a year, and the tuition fee for a semester, including room and board, is only 500 yuan, it is a first-tier undergraduate institution personally approved by the Education Bureau.
After Qi Siyu got home, he dug out all his textbooks, notes and materials from high school. Apart from the huge stack of test papers he had finished, he sorted everything else into categories.
Under his mother's approving gaze, Qi Siyu resignedly began writing his study plan. After he had filled three pages, he suddenly received a call from his homeroom teacher.
"What did you say? A top-tier university has taken a liking to my special talent and is planning to recruit me through a special admission program?!" Qi Siyu couldn't help but think he was dreaming. He reached out and pinched his thigh hard, then jumped up with a howl.
"...Yes, yes, of course I'll go! I'll go to any school, even if it's just to plant cacti on Mount Everest, I'd have no problem with that!"
Qi Siyu was so excited that she was shouting at the top of her lungs, and even the homeroom teacher on the other side couldn't help but move her phone away.
With his score barely above the second-tier university cutoff, he'd be lucky if any first-tier university accepted him; he's not picky at all!
After hanging up the phone, Qi Siyu tore up the study plan she had been working on for half a day, threw all the neatly arranged study books on the ground, then hugged her golden retriever and did a ridiculous waltz. Finally, she poured half a bottle of soy sauce into the stewed pork ribs that her mother hadn't finished cooking yet.
Finally, thanks to Qi's mother's skillful hands, the stewed pork ribs were transformed into braised pork ribs. Qi Siyu happily ate half a plate before calling Song Xia on her phone.
Listening to his usually composed friend repeating the words "I don't need to study anymore" thirty-eight times like a complete idiot, Song Xia felt his head was about to explode.
He quickly interrupted the other person's thirty-ninth rambling: "Which city is your school in? What major did you get accepted to? Did you receive your acceptance letter? What are some things to note?"
After a barrage of questions, Song Xia finally had some peace and quiet. It wasn't until three days later that he received another call from Qi Siyu.
He was accepted into a Taoist college, majoring in folklore studies. There were only three days left before the registration deadline. The school's address wasn't far away, "right next to the school you got into."
The address Zhang Mofeng chose was, of course, as close to Song Yu as possible, so that it would be convenient for him to communicate and exchange ideas with his master and enhance their relationship.
To make it easier for Song Xia to go to school, Song Yu bought two apartments across from his school, one for the young couple Song Xia and the other for him to rest in when he had free time.
Lu Shuyan was caught completely off guard when she met her idol, whom she had been a fan of for over a year.
Her brother is even more handsome in person than on TV.
Her brother was gentle and kind, and even brought her her favorite drink.
Her brother's voice is so nice, and he even smiled at her!
Song Xia covered his face and pushed his brother into the house across the street. He turned around and saw his usually gentle girlfriend glaring at him angrily. "How could you be so rude to my brother!"
"No, that's my brother!" Song Xia couldn't help but emphasize, and seeing his girlfriend's angry expression, he quickly added, "He really is my brother, my biological brother, my own brother from the same mother!"
After saying that, he took his girlfriend's hand and coaxed her, "From now on, he'll be like an older brother to us. You've always wanted to take a picture with him, right? We'll go take a family photo later, and my brother can treat us to dinner and karaoke. You can hear him sing whatever you want..."
Next door, a customer service representative with a mischievous sense of humor broadcast this conversation live. Staring at the system screen in front of him, Song Yu remained silent for a long time.
However, his complicated expression was quite amusing.
Half a year has passed since Lin You left, and Song Yu has become a sixth-level Celestial Master, which is considered one of the top figures in the current cultivation circle.
When the system shop of the cheat code was fully unlocked, other permissions were also unlocked. For example, the number of his apprentices was finally increased from four to eight, four people and four ghosts, which was quite considerate.
Zhang Mofeng, being in a favorable position, became a new member of Song Yu's team. He followed Song Yu around every day, playing minor roles in films and acting alongside Xue Ziqi and Wei Chengzhi, becoming Song Yu's exclusive supporting actors.
Netizens are baffled by this. These three actors are all good-looking, from good families, and have great acting skills. Why do they insist on playing supporting roles alongside Song Yu?
Fans from several groups couldn't help but start fighting. Before anyone else could intervene, their own idols spoke up, saying that they were all big fans of Song Yu and that anyone who criticized Song Yu would be expelled from the fandom.
After the fans clamored for a while to no avail, they had no choice but to accept their fate with tears in their eyes.
Their brother is just a fan of celebrities like them; it's not a bad habit. Why can't we accept that?
Before Lin You went into the water, he threw a wooden plaque containing the two remnant souls harmed by ghostly energy to Song Yu. The plaque had a very good calming effect on the souls, and now the two souls are no different from ordinary ghosts.
The two of them insisted on taking Zhang Mochen as their role model, thinking about becoming his apprentices every day, which gave Song Yu a lot of headaches.
His fear of ghosts wasn't an act at all. After being chased and blocked by these two for half a month, Song Yu almost evolved the ability to see the road without his eyes.
It was Zhang Mochen who saw him with his face veiled in white and coldly took the two away. So what if they were ghosts left behind by Lin You? His master was still the heir!
Song Yu always felt that the two extra ghost apprentice positions were premeditated by the customer service representative to make him look bad, but A Piao firmly denied this.
His premeditated joke wasn't about that at all; it was clearly Song Yu's fortune-telling skill. Unfortunately, after a few attempts and realizing it was inaccurate, the guy gave up.
After Song Yu subtly inquired about Lin You's situation for the nth time, A Piao finally made his request: to set up a fortune-telling stall for one hundred people and tally the accuracy rate.
Amidst the ghost's gloating electronic mockery, Song Yu finally discovered that his fortune-telling talent had been misused.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Song Yu directly compared all the divination books with the original ones and translated them into completely opposite interpretations.
After giving his divinations grand and sophisticated names like "the changing of things and the shifting of stars," he became a diviner known for his uncanny and infallible predictions.
Although the ghost enjoyed watching Song Yu make a fool of himself, he was quite satisfied with his host. Song Yu was cheerful, upright, flexible, and never caused any trouble, making him very easy to manage.
Unfortunately, there are always those who are never satisfied, who think that being too carefree is not a good thing, and who always want to find something to do.
Finding a bargain while browsing an antique street, having your purchase snatched at a higher price, being inexplicably looked down upon by the hotel receptionist while traveling discreetly and then quickly humiliated, and being targeted and challenged to a duel while playing an online game—these are all things that can be tolerated.
Anyway, Song Yu was always carefree and didn't notice anything amiss, nor did he even have any conflicts with anyone.
When Song Yu even bumped into a naive and innocent girl who had gotten lost right in front of her own villa, A Piao finally couldn't take it anymore and reported Xiao Tiandao.
He was of a different level than Lin You, and his report was more substantial and the evidence he collected was more complete. After completely eliminating this little Heavenly Dao that seemed to have been infected with a virus, A Piao temporarily took over the maintenance of the newly formed Heavenly Dao in this world.
The new Heavenly Way arises naturally from the world, without any messy ideas, and does not show special favor to any particular person.
The ghost didn't instill in it the idea that Song Yu was the protagonist of the world. People who are capable of becoming protagonists don't need the world's special care; they can still live their own wonderful lives.
Without special interference, under Song Yu's guidance, the ghosts and monsters in various places were gradually cleared away. The popularization of the soul-crossing array also made the work of the ghost messengers in the underworld much easier, and fewer and fewer ghosts were left behind in the human world.
The Taoist academy enrolls students every three years, and graduates are guaranteed job placement. Qi Siyu thought she would be assigned to a Taoist temple to become a nun, but she ended up directly entering a government department as a civil servant.
When Qi Siyu had the chance to meet the mysterious and unpredictable senior colleague Song in the department, the question that had been buried in her heart for so long finally had an answer.
So it turns out he was specially recruited by this big shot! No wonder back in school, several teachers always gave him special attention, even assigning him an extra homework assignment.
Qi Siyu looked at Song Yu, and in her excitement, her incoherent speech resurfaced: "Senior Song, do you remember me? I'm Qi Siyu, Song Xia's high school classmate, the one who cried to you about failing the college entrance exam. Does Song Xia know that you are a hidden, mysterious big shot?"
Song Yu patted his shoulder helplessly and stuffed a few talismans into the boy's hand as a greeting gift, as the boy still looked the same as before.
Then, with a smile, he instructed, "Come visit us often when you have time."
As for Song Xia, he only needs to be happy and joyful; why should he know too much?
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Author's Note: The extra chapters are getting longer and longer.
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