Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Yang Shuhua was very satisfied with Jiang Fan's attitude.

Not every actor is willing to shave their head for a role.

These days, male celebrities value their hair more than their lives; a single hairstyle can take two hours to style.

She stood up, folded the cast list in her hand, and tucked it into the script.

"President Su, I need to audition everyone here at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow."

Su Yuyan put down her teacup. "No problem."

"Hou Jinlai, that Sun Wukong, and those actresses, come one by one. If they don't pass, I'll eliminate them on the spot."

Yang Shuhua stuffed her reading glasses into her breast pocket. "If you can't act well, even if the King of Heaven himself comes, it won't help."

Su Yuyan got up to see her off.

Yang Shuhua walked to the door and glanced back at Jiang Fan.

"Your scene was definitely good. But don't get cocky. I won't hold back my criticism just because you're an investor."

The door closed, leaving only the two people in the audition room.

Su Yuyan walked back and leaned against the edge of the table, looking at Jiang Fan.

Where did you study acting?

"I never studied acting; it's all talent."

Jiang Fan stood up and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Go find a makeup artist."

Su Yuyan was taken aback. "What?"

"Get a haircut."

"Shave it now?"

"You have to shave it sooner or later, why delay?"

Su Yuyan looked at his black hair, hesitated for two seconds, and then took out her phone to make an internal call.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Zhou, the chief makeup artist of Times Media, pushed her toolbox in.

Xiao Zhou is in his early thirties and has been styling celebrities for many years, but he was a little apprehensive about taking on this job today.

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, are you really going to shave?"

"shave."

Xiao Zhou glanced at Su Yuyan, and Su Yuyan nodded.

The electric clipper was powered on and began to hum.

The first slick of hair swept across the center of her forehead, and black wisps of hair fell onto the white apron.

Jiang Fan sat in the chair, motionless.

Xiao Zhou's hands were steady, but his heart was bleeding.

With that hair quality and density, you could sign a contract with any shampoo brand and shave it off without hesitation.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Zhou turned off the clippers and took a step back.

"alright."

In the mirror, Jiang Fan's head was completely clean.

The head shape is very straight, and the facial features stand out even more without the hair to modify them.

Xiao Zhou watched from the side and thought that the man looked better with a shaved head. Was that reasonable?

"Alright, you can go now." Su Yuyan waved her hand at Xiao Zhou.

Xiao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, packed up his toolbox, and pushed it out.

The audition room fell silent.

Su Yuyan walked up to Jiang Fan and looked down at him.

She reached out, placed her palm on Jiang Fan's head, and slowly stroked it around.

It feels pretty good.

Su Yuyan touched it again.

"It's actually quite fun."

Jiang Fan looked up at her. "Have you touched enough?"

"Touch it again."

Su Yuyan used both hands, moving them left and right, and was really into it.

Jiang Fan grabbed her wrist.

Su Yuyan was forced to stop what she was doing and looked down into Jiang Fan's eyes.

Jiang Fan sat in the chair, looking up at her with his bald head, his eyes filled with undisguised aggression.

Su Yuyan panicked immediately.

"Wait—we're still at the company."

Jiang Fan stood up, put one arm around her waist, and pulled her back a few steps.

Su Yuyan's back was pressed against the row of full-length mirrors.

Jiang Fan braced his hands on the mirrors on either side of her, trapping her completely within the frame.

Su Yuyan pressed her back against the mirror and looked up at him.

Jiang Fan with a bald head is a completely different person from before. Without his black hair, he exudes a kind of unruly and tough aura.

"Did you enjoy touching it just now?"

"No, it's just a bit novel—"

Jiang Fan unbuttoned her coat.

Her coat was open, revealing a white shirt and a black skirt underneath.

"Turn around."

Su Yuyan looked at him for two seconds.

She obediently turned around and faced the mirror.

Two people were reflected in the mirror: Su Yuyan stood in front of her, and Jiang Fan stood behind her, taller than her.

Jiang Fan took her coat off her shoulders and tossed it casually on the ground.

His hand reached around from behind and began to unbutton Su Yuyan's shirt.

Su Yuyan watched as her buttons were undone one by one in the mirror.

The white fabric was parted to the sides, revealing black lace underneath.

She rested her hands on the mirror, which felt somewhat cold.

Su Yuyan saw her face turning red in the mirror.

She tried to turn her head away, but the entire wall was made of mirrors, leaving her nowhere to hide.

"Jiang Fan... could we go somewhere else...?"

Jiang Fan didn't speak. His hand slid down his waistline, pushing the short skirt up a bit.

Su Yuyan could see everything clearly in the mirror.

From the open collar of the shirt, to the raised hem of the skirt, and then to the legs encased in long boots.

"Stand still." Jiang Fan slowly moved closer from behind.

Su Yuyan's fingers, which were gripping the mirror, tightened suddenly, leaving a mist on the glass.

-

Forty minutes later.

Su Yuyan slumped on the wooden floor in front of the full-length mirror.

The coat was spread out beneath her, the shirt was half-draped over her shoulders, and the skirt was bunched up at her waist.

He always wore those boots.

The system panel pops up.

[Deep Compatibility x1, Lifespan +1000]

Current lifespan: 104800 points

Jiang Fan turned off the panel.

Su Yuyan struggled to her feet, staggering a couple of steps in her boots before regaining her balance.

He bent down, picked up the coat from the ground, shook it out, and put it back on.

She walked to the mirror and straightened her clothes one by one.

Most of my lipstick had smudged off, so I pulled out a lip balm from my pocket and touched it up.

Jiang Fan was already dressed and sitting at the table scrolling through his phone.

His bald head gleamed with a bluish light under the warm glow, making him look like a high-ranking monk who had just returned to secular life from a temple.

"I need to inform the actors about the audition the day after tomorrow, so I can't keep you any longer."

Su Yuyan straightened her collar and resumed her CEO-like demeanor.

-

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Fan arrived at Shen Nian's apartment.

Shen Nian has no work scheduled today and is practicing the Jade Rabbit Spirit dance at home.

Jiang Fan unlocked the combination lock, changed into slippers, and walked over.

In front of the full-length mirror in the living room, Shen Nian was wearing a yellow exotic dance costume, revealing her waist, and was barefoot on the wooden floor, twisting and turning in front of the mirror.

Hearing footsteps, Shen Nian stopped what she was doing and turned around.

Seeing a bald man standing at the door, she took a step back in fright.

Take a closer look.

"Jiang Fan?!" Shen Nian walked over, her gaze fixed on his head.

"How did you get like this?"

She reached out and touched the top of Jiang Fan's head; it felt a little prickly.

"Experience life." Jiang Fan let her touch him.

Shen Nian circled around him. "Your look... is a little strange, but it gets quite pleasing to the eye after a while."

She cupped his face in her hands and examined it for two seconds before letting go.

Jiang Fan's gaze fell on her waist; the yellow dance costume had very little fabric and was adorned with gold sequins.

Her waist and abdomen were completely exposed.

"How's your dance practice going?"

"My teacher said I have a good foundation and that I've memorized all the moves."

Shen Nian spun around on the spot, her skirt spreading out, and the gold sequins glittered a few times under the lights.

Jiang Fan walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"Let me check."

Shen Nian tilted her head and glanced at him. "You're not a dance teacher, what are you checking?"

"Director Yang will be holding auditions for everyone the day after tomorrow. Your dance is the core of the character; if you don't pass, you'll be eliminated on the spot."

Shen Nian's expression immediately turned serious when she heard the word "elimination".

"Okay, then I'll jump and show you."