Furthermore, although Yang Huanyi was unaware of who had sabotaged her role in "Tianji Tower," Shang Yechu had indeed replaced her in "Xiao Fengque." Historically, actors who have played the same role rarely have a good relationship.
For this reason, Shang Yechu racked her brains for several days. After the failure of the idol drama campaign, another terrible idea popped into her head.
According to online relationship advice, once someone sees another person's true self, they will naturally feel closer to that person. The revelation of one's soul is the most sensual thing in the world.
Shang Yechu excels at revealing one's soul!
Shang Yechu loves to lay bare her soul. Whenever she confides in someone, she can completely captivate them. From Zheng Bohan to Ji Juntao, and then to Gu Wenhua—not counting the madman Sheng Wenzhi—who hasn't been deeply impressed by her personal charm and ultimately helped Shang Yechu achieve her goals? Dealing with Yang Huanyi will definitely be a piece of cake!
Once the plan is finalized, the next step is to develop a strategy.
Shang Yechu and Yang Huanyi weren't familiar with each other. If Shang Yechu suddenly grabbed Yang Huanyi and said, "I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you," he might get kicked out. As an actor, he had to have professional ethics and couldn't just drink like a drunkard and blurt out his true feelings to Yang Huanyi while intoxicated.
After much deliberation, Shang Yechu finally decided to feign a fever, pretending to be delirious, and "reveal her true feelings" to Yang Huanyi.
The actor was an expert at faking a fever; when he acted out a fever, Yang Huanyi could see right through him. Shang Yechu, on the other hand, had to actually have a fever.
Now that she's in good health, getting a fever is really difficult. So last night, Shang Yechu deliberately poured cold water on herself for two hours while showering. She didn't dry herself properly, then lay on the sofa in wet clothes and with wet hair, letting the wind blow on her all night. Through this self-destructive act, her clothes dried with her body heat and the sea breeze, and Shang Yechu finally got her wish and caught a cold with a fever.
103 expressed utter incomprehension at this behavior. But he had never been able to stop Shang Yechu from doing things. It was a miracle that he had managed to hold back until now to make a few sarcastic remarks.
Now Yang Huanyi has gone downstairs to buy medicine. Since Shang Yechu asked her to keep it a secret from the film crew, Yang Huanyi can neither order medicine by delivery nor ask for it at the hotel front desk. She has to go out and buy it herself. This round trip will take at least an hour.
During this hour, Shang Yechu first took deep breaths of the air without Yang Huanyi, almost sucking the surroundings into a vacuum, and then began practicing the lines that she would have to "reveal her soul" later.
"Sister, actually, when I first kissed you on the lips during the filming of 'The Mystery Tower,' I've had feelings for you ever since then..."
"Do you know how happy I was when Luo Yao said you recommended me to her? You still remember me..."
The reason I'm ignoring you is because I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and will suddenly reveal my feelings to you.
"Can't you stay with me since I'm a patient?"
Am I dreaming? — If it is, then let's not wake up from this dream. I want to be with you forever and ever.
Shang Yechu read her lines with measured intonation. She wasn't sure whether her tone should be more serious or more ethereal and dreamy. Perhaps speaking while ill should be halting and indistinct. But what if it was too indistinct and Yang Huanyi didn't hear her clearly? The effect would be diminished.
103 offered a fair assessment: "I feel like throwing up."
Shang Yechu ignored him and, after practicing several versions, finally decided to make his tone weak and listless, and to pronounce the important words more clearly, so that Yang Huanyi would not miss them.
My head started to ache, a dull, throbbing pain, like a tire soaked in gasoline was bulging around my head. I touched my forehead, and it seemed even hotter than I imagined.
The words on the phone's memo app appeared blurry and doubled.
Shang Yechu blinked hard and continued practicing her lines with complete absorption. Suddenly, Ji Juntao's call appeared on the screen. Shang Yechu glanced at it a couple of times before answering.
Recently, whenever Shang Yechu saw a call or message from Ji Juntao, her heart would skip a beat, fearing that the Shang family would cause trouble again. Fortunately, this time it wasn't about her in-laws and their son. Ji Juntao said, "I asked you to have someone keep an eye on Shao Guangji, and I've made some progress."
Shang Yechu's dizzy mind was suddenly split open: "How are you?"
“He’s recently hired several lawyers. But none of them lasted long; they all changed lawyers after a day or two,” Ji Juntao said. “Xue Zhao told me that.”
Have you contacted any actors?
"It seems not. But I'm not sure. The Beijing social circle is too closed off; it's hard to get information. You still haven't told me why you're keeping an eye on him?"
This matter should have been kept from Ji Juntao, but Shang Yechu's mind was racing, and he actually grinned and said, "Good news."
"You've got your eye on that movie he's in? That's impossible. The lead is an old man, and the other characters have too few scenes. It wouldn't be worth it for you to play it."
My ears were already ringing, and even my breath felt hot. The bowl of soy milk I had just drunk was churning in my stomach, as if it were about to turn into brain matter and spit out.
"It's nothing," Shang Yechu said somewhat smugly. "Money can make the devil turn the millstone, and money can change the nature of gods."
"Money?" Ji Juntao became alert. "You want to bribe Shao Guangji? That's impossible. If I could bribe him, I would have done so already."
Shang Yechu opened her mouth, making mouth shapes, but no sound came out. Only some hoarse hissing sounds.
"What's wrong with you?" Ji Juntao finally noticed something was wrong. "Why are you talking incoherently?"
Shang Yechu still retained a sliver of reason and tried to cover it up by saying, "I'm drinking... drowning my sorrows in alcohol."
Ji Juntao assumed Shang Yechu was preoccupied with family matters and didn't suspect anything. He warned, "Tell Lu Ji to keep an eye on things, make sure no one takes pictures of you. Finish your drink and head back quickly, then report to me."
"Um……"
The phone screen went gray, and Shang Yechu stared blankly for a moment before realizing she had hung up. Time to continue practicing her heartfelt confession—hmm, Shao Guangji was probably consulting a lawyer about copyright issues, trying to see if he could circumvent the rules. Since he'd changed lawyers several times, it meant his attempt had failed. That was a good sign. —Why hasn't Ji Juntao returned yet? —Shao Guangji, oh, Ji Juntao is in Hengshi. This is Xiatan. So who is she waiting for to come back?
Shao Guangji is still putting up a stubborn resistance! The king wants to execute Shao Guangji immediately—no, if he's executed, there will be no one to make movies. Who is the king waiting for? Someone to bring medicine. Why hasn't the medicine delivery person arrived yet?
The King's head is about to burst. Shao Guangji will compromise sooner or later. If he's not dignified, then make him dignified. After filming *Anna Doraemon*, the King will have to fulfill her sacred duty on the set of *The Heavenly King*—oh oh oh oh oh oh oh~
Why hasn't Yang Huanyi come back yet?
With a snap.
The sound of a phone falling to the ground.
The phone's owner paused, then bent down to pick it up. Suddenly, his head felt heavy, his legs went light, and he fell to the ground.
The king fainted.
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