From unemployment in crosstalk to top star in Chinese entertainment

"Get lost, stop slandering me."

Yu Liang said righteously and firmly, "I've already said I'm not going."

"And your wise sayings..."

"My theories are all based on crosstalk material I collect in my spare time."

"I don't believe it." Li Lei shook his head. "Without practical experience, you can't come up with these profound theories."

"I made it up, I bragged, is that so wrong?!"

"Talking about war on paper won't do."

Li Lei put his arm around his shoulder and whispered:

"Don't worry, the place I take you to will definitely be green."

He knew that people like Yu Liang were the most cunning, just like his high school deskmate, who would play videos for girls and trick them into thinking their internet cards hadn't loaded.

"Li Lei, if you pull me again, I'll fuck you, you believe me?"

"Damn it, Iron Palm!"

Little did they expect the other side to be even more cunning, and to strike first.

"A monkey trying to catch the moon."

"Holy crap!"

Li Lei exclaimed in surprise.

This feel—something's not right!

"Yu Liang!!! Where's your QQ avatar?!"

Seeing the two playfully bickering, Wang Churan, who was sitting to the side, spoke up:

"Director Li, if Yu Liang doesn't want to, then stop bothering him. Or... why don't you ask the director if he needs to clear QQ's memory?"

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yu Liang hurriedly said.

"Cough cough!—"

Sun Hao was drinking water when he coughed.

The set was silent for a second, then erupted.

Li Lei laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

Li Xiaoran covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders trembling.

Li Lin lowered his head and drank his tea, pretending not to hear anything, but the water in the teacup was sloshing.

Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Qilin squatted down beside them, burying their faces in their arms, their backs heaving violently.

Yu Liang covered her face, not wanting to speak.

Sun Hao wiped his mouth and gave Wang Churan a resentful look: "Churan, how am I supposed to face people on set after saying that?"

Wang Churan looked bewildered: "Did I say something wrong?"

Sun Hao opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He found he couldn't explain it.

I'm afraid that the more I explain, the worse it will get.

Li Xiaoran patted Sun Hao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Director, the innocent will clear themselves."

Sun Hao: "..."

He noticed that ever since Yu Liang joined the crew, the atmosphere of the production team had become increasingly strange.

Wang Churan looked at Li Lei, who was laughing so hard he was practically crowing, and Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Qilin, who were squatting on the ground to the right, unable to get up.

Looking at Yu Liang, who was pretending to look up at the sky but was actually trying to suppress a laugh, he finally realized belatedly that he might have said something terrible.

Li Xiaoran leaned closer and whispered.

Wang Churan's ears slowly turned red.

"I did not mean that!"

She hurriedly explained, "I thought it really was Qing... Oh dear!"

She couldn't continue, and finally buried her face in the script.

Yu Liang looked at Wang Churan, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Wait, how did Xiaoran find out about QQ?" Yu Liang glanced at Li Xiaoran.

This woman is a pro!

Li Xiaoran wiped away the tears of laughter, and seeing the stares at her, quickly changed the subject:

"Cough cough."

"Director, we're in the middle of nowhere in Duyun, so we really should do some entertainment."

Sun Hao nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "How about this, we finish work early tomorrow night and have a picnic on site?"

"OK!"

Everyone was very happy.

The following night.

After finishing work,

Zhang Ruoyun somehow acquired a powerful stove.

The director had the crew rearrange the set.

At first glance, it really does look like a food show being filmed on a variety show.

Zhang Ruoyun is busy.

"Brother Ruoyun, you're amazing! I didn't know you were a chef!"

Yu Liang asked in surprise.

"I wouldn't call myself a chef, I just like to cook a little bit when I have free time."

Zhang Ruoyun opened the pot lid, and an aroma immediately filled the air.

Yu Liang gave a thumbs up, "This braised pork isn't even out of the pot yet, but it already looks and smells delicious."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Ruoyun was very happy to hear Yu Liang praise her cooking skills.

"Yu Liang, can you cook?" Li Xiaoran asked as she stepped forward.

Yu Liang shook his head.

"Yes, I will. When I cook, I prioritize color, aroma, and taste, but I will skip the other two."

"Wait, Wang Churan, what are you doing?"

Yu Liang turned around and found that she was also busy.

"Cooking," Wang Churan said, looking up from his busy work.

"You can cook?" Yu Liang was quite surprised.

Li Xiaoran, Li Lin, and the others also looked up.

"Of course," Wang Churan said proudly.

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In the evening in Duyun, the mountain breeze blew in from outside the film and television city, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass.

Zhang Ruoyun squatted in front of the blazing stove, flipping the spatula in her hand.

"Dalin, garlic."

"Here it comes." Guo Qilin squatted down to peel garlic, his fingers were a little stiff from the cold, and he had to rub his hands after peeling two cloves.

Tian Yu squatted at the other end, cutting potatoes with surprisingly skillful knife work.

The two young actors playing the Crown Prince and the Second Prince were standing next to each other, one washing vegetables and the other tearing mushrooms, creating a strangely harmonious scene.

"I said," Guo Qilin looked up, "we're a bunch of grown men squatting here working, while Liang Ge is over there—"

He gestured with his chin in another direction.

Yu Liang was holding up his phone, surrounded by a group of actresses.

Li Xiaoran, Li Lin, Song Tie, Li Chun, and Zhao Ke. The five of them stood in a row, looking like a girl group debuting.

Holding her phone, Yu Liang had the illusion that she was a cameraman for the Sisters Who Make Waves program.

"I already said no, ladies."

Yu Liang's voice drifted over, carrying a sense of utter despair.

"They've been filming for over an hour!"

"Yang Liwei only took three photos when he went into space."

Holding her phone, Yu Liang instructed, "Um—Sister Ke, change back to the pink one. This black suit is too formal; it looks like you're about to sue Fan Xian for his inheritance."

"Sister Ke, listen to me, save this suit for the next showdown with AlphaGo."

Zhao Ke looked down at his black suit, then at Yu Liang, with a "what are you talking about?" expression on his face.

"Sister Xiaoran, you're the same." Yu Liang turned to Li Xiaoran, "Your double ponytails are too youthful, and this short strapless tulle dress. These are old-fashioned outfits that you've been saving for later."

The women chattered as they went back to the RV to change their clothes.

Yu Liang stood still and stretched her arm, which had become sore from holding up her phone.

Before I knew it, I had been standing in the cold wind as a human tripod for almost half an hour.

Sure enough, a beautiful woman is just an entry ticket for him to serve.

As for the quality of service, just look at how much effort they put into getting good photos and you'll know.

Before long, several people came out of the RV one after another.

A slightly sheer crop top and black high-heeled stockings pencil skirt.

Wearing a thick, fleece-lined jacket, Yu Liang couldn't help but sigh:

"Don't get too cold, you awesome guy."

Zhao Ke changed into a floral print long dress and wore a loose knitted cardigan over it, transforming herself from "Fan Xian's stepmother" into "the girl next door".

Li Xiaoran wore a black, tight-fitting bodycon dress that accentuated her curves, and her hair was down, draped over her shoulders.

She gives off a cool yet alluring mature woman vibe.

Yu Liang glanced at it and nodded: "Okay. This look works."

"What does it mean to be able to fight?" Li Xiaoran couldn't help but ask.

"If you can fight, you can fight."

"It means it's very nice."

Yu Liang held up her phone, gesturing for them to take their positions.

"Come on, Sister Ke, turn to the side a little. Yes, tuck your chin in a bit. Sister Xiao Ran, move half a step to the left and block the prop box behind you."

Li Xiaoran glanced back and saw that there really was an apple box behind her.

She silently moved half a step to the left.

Yu Liang took several photos and then looked down to check them.

Li Xiaoran's stepmother dress perfectly accentuated her fair complexion.

Zhao Ke's floral dress was slightly lifted by the wind, giving her a relaxed and languid look.

Okay.

"No, Sister Xiaoran."

Yu Liang suddenly stopped, pointed to Li Xiaoran's chest, and asked, "Are you sure you want to clip a piece of paper between your fingers?"

Li Xiaoran glanced down.

While changing her clothes, she felt that her neckline was a bit low, so she casually placed a tissue at the edge of her neckline to cover it up.

"I was just worried that the photos would be too revealing," she said coquettishly.

Yu Liang remained silent for a few seconds.

Li Xiaoran pressed further, "Doesn't it look good?"

"no."

Yu Liang shook his head, his expression very serious.

"I just thought that deliberately obscuring the license plate would incur a fine of twenty to two hundred yuan according to current regulations..."

The air was quiet for a second.

Li Xiaoran gave Yu Liang a reproachful look.

This guy should just say he wants to see it, why did he have to bring up the Traffic Law?

Li Xiaoran wanted to hit him, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Yu Liang may have a sharp tongue, but his eyes are very clear.

She had seen far too many men whose eyes held hidden thoughts.

Yu Liang is different.

When he teases you, his eyes are full of "I'm just kidding" light, so innocent that it's impossible for you to get angry.

Li Xiaoran looked at Yu Liang with amusement and reached out to pull off the tissue.

"Be careful, Sister Xiaoran. Deliberately deforming or breaking a license plate can result in a fine if it affects visibility."

"You're such a smooth talker!"

Zhao Ke couldn't stop laughing.