The entertainment industry: My 99 future timelines!

An Sheng sat on the ground, her back against the cold tiled wall.

She didn't move, but simply raised her head, looked at July, a broken smile tugging at the corners of her lips, her tone carrying an even sharper provocation:

"So, want to hit me? When we were kids, when we were playing around, you never seemed to beat me, right?"

"Don't you envy me?"

"In July, I was free and unrestrained. I could sleep with different men, go wherever I wanted, and do whatever I wanted. You, on the other hand, lived such a conventional life."

"Of course, I can say 'fuck' to everything. I can cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh, and I can even seduce your boyfriend and sleep with him. Haha, aren't you envious of me?"

Done.

An Sheng's chest heaved violently as she looked at July, the girl who had always been "someone else's child" since childhood—always proper, always right, and always living in the sunshine—and her heart was filled with jealousy and love.

The atmosphere in the bathroom was deathly silent.

The only sound was the dripping of a loose faucet.

Like a countdown.

Behind the monitor, Li Xu, whose role was temporarily suspended, watched the scene on the screen:

The two girls, one sitting on the ground and the other standing, both had expressions that were both ferocious and complex.

He couldn't help but feel a little flustered, wondering if it was the emotional influence of the character Su Jiaming.

Beside Li Xu, Shen Ao, the executive director, tried hard to keep a calm expression on his face, but couldn't help laughing inside.

He had never seen Li Xu like this before. His usual calmness, rationality, and confidence seemed to have all left him.

"Junior Li Xu, who made you so popular? Jing Tian and Liu Yifei both have feelings for you. With two girls, I bet you'll be torn to death."

And just as Shen Ao and Li Xu were each experiencing their own inner turmoil.

In the bathroom, Jing Tian suddenly chuckled softly, the laughter short and sharp, like shattered glass.

"An Sheng, what makes you think I should envy you?"

"From childhood to adulthood, I've always given in to you in everything."

"The good food is yours; the fun things are yours; you can wear my clothes however you like; you can come and go as you please in my room; you can read my diary as you please."

"I even share half of the allowance my parents give me with you. I've been giving in to you for over a decade, An Sheng. Why? Because I've always pitied you!"

"I pity you for having nothing, I pity your family, I pity your circumstances, I pity you as a person! What gives you the right to say I envy you? What gives you the right?!"

"What do you have that I envy? Do I envy your promiscuous ways?"

As soon as Jing Tian said this, Liu Yifei's provocative smile instantly shattered.

"July!" She looked up abruptly, her eyes red.

Did I say something wrong?

In July (Jing Tian), she bent down, her face close to An Sheng's (Liu Yifei), and said in a harsh tone:

"Haven't you always been like this, An Sheng?"

"Since you were little, whatever you liked, you would grab it. If you couldn't get it, you would throw a tantrum. If you did get it, you would throw it away."

"You never care if that thing belongs to someone else, you never care if it hurts them, aren't you despicable?"

"I don't……"

An Sheng shook her head violently, trying to explain, tears streaming down her face.

"You have!"

July's voice suddenly rose, echoing in the bathroom.

"You always have! You're like a robber, breaking into other people's lives, stealing everything you want, and then saying it's what you deserve!"

"An Sheng, tell me, what do you deserve? My home? My parents? Or my man?"

"Tell me, when you were in bed with Su Jiaming, when you were lying on top of him, did you even for a single second, think that I was your best friend?!"

An Sheng trembled all over.

She wanted to argue, to scream, to say "that's not how it is," but in the end all the words got stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them at all.

"I've thought about it!"

An Sheng finally roared, her voice hoarse, like a wounded young female beast: "But I can't control myself..."

"I admit, I'm jealous of you. I saw you two walking together, planning your future... I couldn't help but hate you, I couldn't help but think, why? Why do you get all this? Why can you live such a normal life?"

July was so angry at these words that her face turned pale and her body began to tremble.

She quickly turned around, grabbed the showerhead not far from her, and turned it on sharply, spraying water directly onto An Sheng.

Icy cold water sprayed from the showerhead, soaking An Sheng's clothes completely.

Seeing this, July, holding the showerhead, walked closer step by step, then suddenly let go of the showerhead and let it fall to the ground with a thud.

Under An Sheng's astonished gaze, she suddenly raised her hand.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring amidst the rushing water.

In July, she grabbed the neckline of her soaked nightgown and yanked it forcefully to both sides!

The buttons popped open, the fabric tore, revealing a thin body underneath.

Looking through the monitor, Li Xu could only see Jing Tian's back; this scene revealed absolutely nothing.

He was secretly satisfied with the scene he had designed and altered.

Maintaining the climax of the plot without revealing anything is exactly what he wants.

"Did you see that?"

Not far away, in the bathroom.

July's voice trembled, but her hands were steady; she even pulled the torn collar open wider, exposing more of her body to An Sheng's gaze.

"Did you see that? An Sheng, Su Jiaming likes someone like me!"

"So rustic! So innocent! Even your underwear is pure white! Unlike you, wearing black lace and using your body to seduce people!"

"Su Jiaming once said that he liked me when I wore a neat dress, liked me when I spoke softly, liked me when I blushed shyly, and liked everything about me that you scoffed at, thought was hypocritical, and boring—my purity!"

Every word and phrase spoken in July was like a knife, stabbing An Sheng's heart, and also her own.

But she continued speaking:

"Because of Su Jiaming, he's just a normal, cowardly man who wouldn't dare to deviate from the norm!"

"An Sheng, even if you sleep with him, he'll only dare to have an affair. He'd never dare to marry someone like you who craves so-called freedom!"

"Because your free-spirited and rebellious nature will make him feel excited, but also fearful!"

"That's how men are; they like sexy women, but they're afraid to marry them! They're afraid their lives will go off track!"

An Sheng slumped in the pool, soaked to the bone and pale-faced.

She stared blankly at July in front of her.

Looking at this girl she had known since childhood for over a decade, someone she thought she knew intimately and who would never utter a single malicious word.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, only tears streamed down her face.

I stopped looking at her in July.

She bent down, picked up the still-spraying showerhead from the ground, and turned it off.

She then awkwardly gathered her torn nightgown to cover her body, and barefoot, she stepped through the water stains on the floor and walked towards the door.

She paused for a moment when her hand touched the doorknob, without turning around.

"An Sheng, I hate you."

"But what I hate even more is that I knew it would turn out this way, yet I still brought you home, still let you meet him, and still... gave you the power to hurt me."

The door opened.

Li Xu had now returned to the camera's view from behind the monitor, fully immersed in the role of Su Jiaming.

Then, I got slapped in the face.

Snapped!

"Su Jiaming, I'm giving you two choices: either come home with me, or I'll continue our marriage."

"Either stay here and never come back."

It will open in July.

His tone was incredibly cold and rational.

"Card!"

"Excellent! Pass!"

Shen Ao's voice came through the walkie-talkie, full of excitement.

I don't know if it was because they wanted to get the scene right in one take, or because they were excited to see Li Xu get slapped.

In the bathroom, Liu Yifei's face was a little pale. Her assistant quickly grabbed a scarf and rushed over to put it on her.

Jing Tian, ​​however, didn't move immediately. She waited for her assistant to come up and put on her clothes, then looked at Li Xu with a slightly embarrassed but also secretly pleased expression, and couldn't help but say:

"Are you alright, Li Xu? I was just too caught up in July's emotions just now."

With a hint of helplessness and a wry smile on his face, Li Xu shook his head, showing no anger.

"It's alright. Your impromptu slap feels more appropriate than the original script where July goes out and only makes threats."

"Getting slapped in the face is worth it for a great show."

Upon hearing this, Jing Tian chuckled and said, "That's fine then. As long as you don't feel like you're losing out, I'll personally treat you to a big meal after we finish filming this scene as compensation."

After saying that, Jing Tian didn't linger any longer and quickly ran to Liu Yifei's side, her tone apologetic:

"Sister Yifei, are you alright? I'm so sorry about earlier. Quickly warm yourself up by the heater, don't get cold."

As she spoke, Jing Tian reached out and gently wiped away the remaining water droplets from Liu Yifei's face.

"It's alright, that's just how actors are when they're filming. Tian Tian, ​​you acted very well just now."

"There was a part where you were yelling so harshly, and your expressions were so intense, that I almost couldn't keep up with your performance and had to pull myself out of my immersion in the character of An Sheng."

Liu Yifei flinched slightly at Jing Tian's apology and the gesture of rubbing her face, but there was no hint of blame in her tone.