Chapter 2 The White Moonlight Returns Home (Part Two) Fishing for a Scumbag Omega, My Old Trade...
The show is the second season of a currently popular dating reality show featuring ordinary people, called "True Love Signal 2".
The first season of "Love Signal" introduced the AO closed house pairing format from Korean dating shows for the first time, which was very well received and accumulated millions of views on online platforms, making several "out-of-the-box couples" popular.
The production team, which was also the exclusive investor, made a fortune with a filming cost of several hundred thousand yuan, netting tens of millions of yuan.
Capitalizing on the momentum, the investors promptly launched the second season, providing generous funding and launching a massive marketing campaign. With slogans like "live streaming and an immersive, exciting experience," it garnered significant attention and buzz.
The casting process has sparked several trending posts on Weibo, with many fourth- and fifth-tier celebrities even privately submitting scripts to investors.
After briefly reviewing the program proposal, Yan Quan was puzzled: even a blind man could see that this was a "good opportunity," and there was no shortage of people "recommending themselves," so why did they insist on asking him?
Yu Liang didn't explain, he just kept sending messages: "There's a dinner with the director and producer tomorrow, you guys should meet before filming starts."
The smiley face emoji at the end of the message screen is meaningful: "Remember to dress nicely."
The message was deleted instantly, just tens of seconds after it was sent.
Instead, a helpless emoji appeared: "Forget it, with a face like yours, you could wear a burlap sack and go."
"It's too eye-catching, which can easily cause other trouble."
Within minutes, Yu Liang's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn: "Then... you should keep a low profile."
Yan Quan wasn't sure what exactly Yu Liang meant by "low-key," but he washed his face and went out the next day after waking up.
Encountering traffic congestion on the way, Yan Quan even jogged all the way to the upscale clubhouse located by her phone's GPS in order to arrive on time.
Surprisingly, even though I arrived ten minutes early, the private room was already full.
When the waiter led her through the door, Yan Quan could feel a sea of eyes staring at her.
Having grown up with this kind of scrutinizing gaze, Yan Quan was used to it and didn't show any embarrassment or awkwardness.
He calmed his slightly erratic breathing from jogging, then nodded calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips:
"There was a bit of traffic on the way, I'm sorry I'm late, please apologize."
Yan Quan thought he had handled the situation politely and generously, and couldn't understand why a low gasp had erupted from the corner of the table.
But he still adjusted his facial expression and slowly focused his gaze on the man sitting in the middle.
The round table faces the entrance with the highest honor, and is backed by a screen with a landscape painting—this must be the largest investor.
Slightly opening her eyelids, Yan Quan nodded slightly, precisely casting her gaze over there.
Her long eyelashes were as distinct as raven feathers, and her pale pupils seemed to be covered with a thin mist of affection: "Director Zhao, standing is tiring, can I sit down first?"
The director, wearing black-rimmed glasses, seemed to snap out of his daze, his eyes regaining focus, and he smiled slightly: "Okay, please have a seat."
"Oh dear, Yan Quan just returned to the country and isn't familiar with things yet. I was so busy greeting people that I forgot I brought him up." Yu Liang stood up first, chuckling as he downed his wine cup in one gulp: "I'll drink this one for Yan Quan."
"So your name is Yan Quan. As your name suggests, you are indeed very good-looking." The portly producer then stood up as well.
In his words, knowledge and experience seemed to be just a packaging point to prevent the vase from falling into mediocrity: "A returnee background is worth looking at."
"President Yu assured me before that it would absolutely blow our minds. I didn't believe him; I guess I was just ignorant." The producer also tilted his head back and downed his drink, indicating that his glass was empty.
His laughing voice faltered for a moment: "Where did President Yu find such a beautiful omega? Hahaha, you're so lucky!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Quan heard a bright and beautiful young man next to the producer cross his arms, turn his face to the side with a hint of disdain, and let out a soft snort.
"I specifically called everyone here today to discuss this further." Seizing the opportunity, Yu Liang changed the subject: "There are still a few days before filming starts, so why don't we settle things between the two of us now, so as not to trouble Director Zhao any further."
"Mr. Li, don't you agree?" Yu Liang lowered his posture and bowed slightly to offer a toast: "Don't worry, Xiao Yao's role will definitely not be lacking."
"Of course, of course." The producer chuckled knowingly and took a small sip as well.
“I wasn’t being modest before, but Xiao Yan’s image is indeed more fitting. But it’s Xiao Yao’s character…” The producer narrowed his eyes slightly: “It needs a major overhaul.”
The producer's words were loaded with meaning: "Our Xiaoyao has always been a good child."
Yu Liang understood immediately and continued to smile obsequiously: "No problem, no problem... do it all according to President Li's plan."
script……
Yan Quan caught the key words and frowned slightly without showing any emotion: he was not unaware of the tricks used in the entertainment industry.
On the surface, it's a variety show featuring ordinary people, but in reality, any production team with a bit of savvy will arrange character scripts to ensure that the plot is "dramatic and entertaining."
After a few cups and several rounds of drinks, Yan Quan deduced the general idea amidst the constant toasts and compliments.
The Omega named "Xiaoyao" was probably the pre-selected male lead. The production team originally wanted to find a cannon fodder who was "completely crushed" to highlight the noble and righteous image of the "royal family".
However, Yan Quan's appearance and temperament, taken individually, clearly far surpass those of the royal family. He is a world apart from the "cannon fodder" image.
Moreover, judging from everyone's surprised expressions just now, Yu Liang obviously didn't disclose his information beforehand.
Thinking of this, Yan Quan's lips curled into a mocking sneer: No wonder he deliberately arranged to "arrive late" and make a "eye-catching" entrance.
It seems Yu Liang brought me here with ulterior motives.
"Yan Quan." The director's gaze pierced through the chaotic table, silently fixed on Yan Quan at the other end, his black-rimmed glasses reflecting a subtle arc of light.
What are your thoughts on the script?
"Me..." Yan Quan tilted her head slightly, and smiled softly under the swaying lamplight.
The dappled light and shadow traced down the beautiful jawline, illuminating the dimly lit private room.
This androgynous allure is more deadly than the bright red poppy.
"I thought that as long as I appeared, people would stop looking at others."
His words were startling and resounding.
The jovial crowd froze instantly, exchanging bewildered glances, too astonished to utter a sound.
Such arrogant words would normally be taken as a joke at a banquet, but...
The speaker was the young man sitting at the end of the table.
With a nonchalant smile in her eyes and brows, her meticulously sculpted features resemble a finely painted portrait, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
He possesses an indescribable beauty.
"Hahaha...you have quite a clear sense of self." The curly-haired, artsy director laughed heartily for the first time at the dinner table, then picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.
"As you wish."
With Director Zhao, representing the largest investor, speaking up, the "cannon fodder" script was naturally canceled.
"Sure, sure." Mr. Li forced a smile and tried to evade the issue. "I see. To show our sincerity in cooperating, let's take a step back and discuss some character aspects of the script."
As soon as President Li finished speaking, Yan Quan keenly caught a glimpse of smugness flashing across Yu Liang's lips.
The representatives from the various investors and the screenwriters ate their meals while discussing the topic animatedly. They chimed in with their own comments, and within half an hour, they had produced a new, rough script.
Yan Quan plays the role of a "fishing scumbag Omega" this time, while the Omega named Xiao Yao becomes a "pitiful little white flower".
The "fishing scumbag O" initially attracted everyone's attention, becoming a "heartthrob" with his looks. He flitted between various Alphas, juggling several relationships and ambiguously fishing for others.
The "innocent flower" was initially overshadowed by the "scumbag Omega's" brilliance and appeared somewhat dim. Even when she was belittled and mocked by the "scumbag Omega," she remained pure, kind, considerate, and caring towards others.
As they lived together in the small house, the heartless and scumbag nature of the "fishing scumbag" was gradually revealed. The others also gradually realized the good qualities of the "innocent flower" and were unconsciously attracted to her.
In the show's finale, the "innocent girl" was hailed as the "new darling of the group," while the originally "popular" scumbag O ended up as a lonely, widowed, and universally disliked character.
Yan Quan quietly observed the lively discussion at the table, his forced, commercial smile barely perceptible.
What a delightful "thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river" story! The artistic technique of "positive and negative contrast" is used to perfection.
Ha... a scumbag fishing bot.
Yan Quan's slender fingers rested on the edge of the wine cup, swaying gently as she stared with seductive eyes at the fish head in the center of the table, a dish no one dared to touch.
Her features were strikingly beautiful, almost aggressively so; her upturned eyebrows and eyes exuded a cold arrogance.
That's what I'm good at.
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Perhaps feeling resentful after being "hijacked," General Manager Li kept pouring drinks for Yu Liang at the dinner table, and the director turned a blind eye and didn't stop him.
Yu Liang couldn't refuse and drank several bottles in a row. By the end, his face was flushed and he could barely stand up straight when he bent over.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Unable to bear it any longer, Yu Liang quickly made an excuse to "go to the toilet" to get some rest.
"You son of a bitch, you fucking bastard!" Yu Liang cursed as he washed his hands after relieving himself in the bathroom.
"It's like this show is already a huge hit, topped the ratings... and you're still giving me attitude and telling me what to do?"
"The newcomer they're promoting is only so-so in looks, not even as pretty as Yan Quan."
Yu Liang was already seething with anger, and his mind was clouded by alcohol. His little schemes, regardless of the situation, spilled out:
"Ha, if I hadn't brought Yan Quan here, this show would have definitely flopped based on the person they initially chose. They'd better be begging me for the profits..."
Yu Liang, supporting himself against the wall, staggered out from the corner of the restroom. He caught sight of a figure standing by the wall, and his pupils widened and froze for a moment.
Yan Quan leaned lazily against the tiled wall, smoking. The dim light from the wall lamp above vaguely obscured most of his face.
"Oh, please continue... why did you stop?"
Yu Liang involuntarily swallowed, his gaze falling on the hand Yan Quan was smoking.
The fingers holding the cigarette were long and slender, their bones clearly defined, clinging thinly to a layer of fair skin, which had a delicate, matte sheen.
Sometimes, fate is just that unfair. From head to toe, the most beautiful woman can make someone swoon with just a single finger.
"You...how did you get here?"
Yu Liangming knew that Yan Quan was now "a tiger fallen into the plains, vulnerable to all bullies," but he still felt a strange sense of guilt: "I...you heard what I just said?"
"I heard you." Yan Quan opened her eyelids slightly, her hazy eyelashes fluttering mischievously. "I even recorded it."
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