HuaYu: Starting with Photography to Navigate the Entertainment Industry

Feng Ke only felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure was already in front of him.

A fist rapidly enlarges in the eyeball.

"Bang!"

"what!"

Feng Ke was punched in the face by Xu Lang, lost his footing, stumbled back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Xu Lang looked at Feng Ke lying on the ground and couldn't help but shout:

"Cool!"

Xu Lang had wanted to punch Feng Ke ever since they first met.

Now, a month and a half later, this punch has finally been thrown.

At this moment, Wang Zhe also rushed up and kicked Feng Ke twice on the ground.

"I'll teach you to bully my idol, I'll make you pay with your body!"

"Ah, you guys..."

Feng Ke screamed and cried out as he was hit, trying to dodge the blows without paying attention to his backside.

Zhang Liangying, who was standing to the side, was startled by the sudden scene. After realizing what had happened, she quickly stopped Xu Lang and Wang Zhe.

"Stop fighting, you two!"

Xu Lang and Wang Zhe then stopped.

Feng Ke staggered to his feet, his glasses shattered, and pointed at Xu Lang and Wang Zhe, cursing:

"You...you two actually dared to lay a hand on me! I'm calling the police, calling the police to arrest you both!"

"Okay, even if you don't apply, we'll still apply."

Xu Lang said nonchalantly, "Otherwise, how will the world know about our heroic act of stopping a thug from raping an innocent girl?"

At this point, Xu Lang looked at Wang Zhe again and said with a smile:

"Do you think the police might give us an award? It would be even better if they could give us some prize money."

Seeing Xu Lang's unbridled behavior, Feng Ke was furious. He had just said he would call the police to scare them, but Xu Lang was a cunning old fox and wasn't afraid at all.

He knew he wouldn't get anything out of Xu Lang, so he turned his attention to Zhang Liangying.

"Zhang Liangying, tell me honestly, didn't I spend money on you? Shouldn't I be asking you to pay me back?"

"Well..."

Zhang Liangying hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Teacher Feng, I will return all your money. Please give me some time."

"What? You're paying it all back?"

Xu Lang, feeling indignant, took the notebook from Zhang Liangying's hand and flipped through the accounting records. The more he looked, the funnier it became.

"Damn, Feng Ke, I really admire you. You even put a bottle of water on the tab. You're so greedy."

Also, let's not talk about whether these accounts are real or fake. I'm just asking you, were all these accounts made at Zhang Liangying's request?

"It's not fair of you to make all these arrangements yourself and then impose them on her!"

Now, Feng Ke felt a headache coming on whenever he saw Xu Lang, like a scholar encountering a soldier. He ignored Xu Lang and continued to pressure Zhang Liangying.

"Zhang Liangying, you tell me yourself, do you admit to this debt or not?"

"I..." Zhang Liangying hesitated for a moment, about to agree, but was stopped by Xu Lang.

Xu Lang could also see that this silly girl would definitely accept it.

Fifteen years later, in order to get rid of Feng Ke, she accepted 600 million yuan, so why would she be reluctant to part with this 100,000 yuan?

But this made Xu Lang unhappy.

After thinking it over, and aiming for a complete solution, Xu Lang went directly to Feng Ke, pointed at him, and said:

"I'll give you 30,000 yuan, and after that, you and Zhang Liangying will have nothing to do with each other anymore. If you agree, take the money and get out. If you don't agree, humph, I guarantee you won't get a single penny."

"you..."

Feng Ke wanted to argue back, but seeing Xu Lang's confident demeanor and considering his own situation:

The debt between him and Zhang Liangying is impossible to settle, and there's no IOU as evidence. The fact that Zhang Liangying accepted it only shows that she's easy to bully.

But once Xu Lang gets involved, things become unpredictable.

Alas, it seems Zhang Liangying is completely gone forever.

Even if I can get 30,000, it's not a loss. I'll just consider it as wasting half a year!

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, thirty thousand it is!"

Xu Lang and Feng Ke, without paying any attention to Zhang Liangying, finalized the decision on their own.

Afterwards, Feng Ke took out paper, pen, and inkpad from his bag and had Xu Lang write an IOU for 30,000 yuan, clearly stipulating that he and Zhang Liangying would have no further dealings.

After checking and confirming that everything was correct, Xu Lang readily signed his name, pressed his fingerprint, and said:

"I can't transfer the money now. I'll transfer it to you tomorrow morning, and that'll be the end of it. Okay, get out of here!"

"snort!"

Feng Ke carefully put away the IOU, pointed at Xu Lang, and wanted to say a few harsh words before leaving, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to say them.

Seeing Feng Ke leave, Zhang Liangying, her eyes red, walked towards Xu Lang and whispered:

"I really don't have 30,000 yuan right now, but I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

"No rush."

Xu Lang's words were not just polite talk.

Although his face didn't show much expression, he was actually overjoyed inside.

"Holy crap, they bought Zhang Liangying for 30,000 yuan? That's an incredible deal!"

If it weren't for Zhang Liangying, given Xu Lang's personality, he wouldn't have given Feng Ke a single penny.

But how can Feng Ke "lock in" Zhang Liangying without giving him 30,000 yuan?

It can be said that Xu Lang deliberately gave Feng Ke 30,000 yuan.

Moreover, Xu Lang could guess without even asking that the 30,000 yuan was a huge sum of money for Zhang Liangying.

With this debt of 30,000 yuan, coupled with Zhang Liangying's own personality, Xu Lang only needs to put in one-tenth of the effort Feng Ke put in to completely lock Zhang Liangying down.

Want to pay off the 30,000 and be done with it?

Xu Lang couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

"From now on, you'll owe me more and more, and you'll never be able to pay it back in your lifetime!"

Thinking about tonight's events, he felt delighted. "Haha, everything is absolutely perfect!"

Looking at the helpless Zhang Liangying, Xu Lang nudged her. "Come on, why don't you come back with us tonight?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liangying reacted like a startled deer, instinctively taking two steps back.

Xu Lang looked at her still slightly chubby face, then at her figure in the red vest and denim skirt, and chuckled softly:

"Don't worry, I'm really not sexually interested in your body."

"oh."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liangying felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether to feel fortunate or sorrowful.

The hotel is not far from the TV station.

Upon arriving at the hotel reception, Xu Lang stated directly:

"Book me two double rooms."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liangying, who was standing next to her, finally felt relieved.

But then, she glanced around and was struck by the opulent grandeur of the five-star hotel, which made her feel flustered again.

"I can't afford to live here. Will I have to pay this back later?"

Wang Zhe, on the other side, also felt it was a bit extravagant and tried to dissuade Xu Lang.

"Brother Lang, don't go to so much trouble. I'll just share a room with you."

"Get lost! You might be able to do it, but I'm not!"

Xu Lang had already decided in his heart that he would strictly adhere to the red line of single sexual orientation.

Especially after he decided to enter the entertainment industry,

"I can't let myself be tainted by the wicked ways of the entertainment industry. My targets aren't young heartthrobs, but only stunning beauties!"

After taking the elevator to the 16th floor, Xu Lang handed room cards to Wang Zhe and Zhang Liangying, and then gave Zhang Liangying some instructions.

"Get a good night's sleep. You still have to help me write songs and sing demos tomorrow morning."

"oh!"

Zhang Liangying softly agreed, swiped her room card, and returned to her room, but she was wondering what was going on in her mind.

"Didn't Xu Lang say he had tailored two songs for me and Zhang Hanyun? Why do I still have to write them?"