Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

As the night deepened, an indescribable atmosphere, a mixture of warmth and the aroma of tea, lingered in the teahouse's private room.

Liu Tao sat alone, his beige cardigan loosely draped over his shoulders, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the cool teacup.

My heart felt like a jumble of emotions, as if I'd been drenched by a sudden thunderstorm.

How could this happen?

This is not what she expected!

He tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead; he lost both his wife and his army.

Numerous idioms came to mind.

And what's with this "five-minute man" nonsense? That bastard tormented her for a full fifty minutes!

Most importantly, there's only half a song!

"Bang!"

Liu Tao angrily threw the teacup away.

Then, as if remembering something, she couldn't help but bite her lip, as if savoring something.

Qian Lang, who had just left the teahouse and was on his way back, was also lost in thought.

Of course, he wasn't thinking about whether or not he should take responsibility.

It wasn't about reminiscing about the woman's moans and contorted face.

Instead, Liu Tao contributed 1000 contribution points to him!

This doesn't make sense!

It was just a fleeting affair; he never intended for his relationship with Liu Tao to last.

How could this happen?

Is this the true way to open the system?

For a moment, Qian Lang had a bit of a headache.

At the same time, he also felt the unpredictability of fate.

He racked his brains to scheme against Liu Yifei and her daughter, but nothing came as good as his own whim.

Man proposes, God disposes?

Maybe!

So, at that moment, Qian Lang understood.

Why bother with all the calculations and scheming when you're reborn? Isn't that exhausting?

Taking things as they come and living a carefree life is the path he should take!

Moreover, he now possesses over 1000 Destiny Points, meaning he won't have to worry for at least the next three years.

As for money, I have 2000 on me, Liu Xiaoli will give me 8888, and the crew has 20000!

In 2002, 3 yuan could have kept him alive for a long time.

"Boss, how much is the roast chicken?"

Qian Lang saw that the deli by the roadside was still open, so he went up and asked about it.

While he was having a good time outside, he couldn't forget about that bastard Zhao Tong.

Life is meaningless when you're alone!

"We're closing soon, there's only half left. You can have it for 10 yuan."

"Okay, cut it for me!"

After buying the roast chicken, Qian Lang went to buy a few cans of beer before returning to the hotel.

When they returned to the hotel, Zhao Tong was still awake.

"Brother Lang, you're back?"

Zhao Tong greeted him, but she looked a little embarrassed.

Qian Lang ignored him.

Because as soon as he entered the door, he seemed to smell a strange odor.

This taste... it's somewhat familiar to him.

Got it!

No wonder Zhao Tong still looked a little embarrassed; that bastard was just playing a five-on-one game in the room!

Qian Lang glared at him, but didn't say anything more.

We're all men, he can understand.

Besides, he has Liu Tao, so why can't others use the Fifth Sister?

"Get up, I bought some late-night snacks, let's have a drink together!"

"Okay, by the way, Brother Lang, what about you and Liu Tao...?"

As Zhao Tong spoke, a lewd smile appeared on his face.

"What are you laughing at? That's not true. She's a big star. Do you think she'd even notice me? We just chatted for a little while."

If it were in his past life, Qian Lang would definitely have shown off.

That mindset is no longer present.

The roast chicken was placed on the table, the beer was opened, and the two began to chat while drinking.

Meanwhile, Qian Lang is also testing whether he can change Zhao Tong's fate.

"Zhao Tong, your hometown is in Nanjing, right? I heard that housing prices in Nanjing are rising very fast. Didn't your family buy you a few more properties?"

What is the easiest way to change one's fate these days?

Buy a house, of course!

"Brother Lang, house prices are rising, but I think they'll drop soon!"

Zhao Tong took a sip of beer and said.

Qian Lang chuckled.

Sure enough, he was still a nobody, or rather, Zhao Tong deserved to be poor his whole life.

Similarly, one's fate is not so easily changed.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and Qian Lang continued to spend his days on the film set.

Of course, he now has the persona of a great talent, and there are rumors that he has gotten on Zhang Jizhong's good side, so his days in the photography crew have become much easier.

At least I won't be treated like a mule or a horse anymore.

Didn't you see Zhao Tong going to pull the power cord again?

I've been working from early morning until noon... the crew's boxed lunches are really awful.

However, Qian Lang is someone who has experienced hardship, and he can endure even the worst food.

After lunch, Qian Lang found a corner and chatted with Zhao Tong.

A little while later, Jiang Xin came to find him.

Qian Lang's attitude towards Jiang Xin has also changed.

In the past, he was afraid that this girl would be hard to dump.

But now I feel like I should just let things take their course. I've already died once, why should I think about so much?

Seeing Jiang Xin approaching, Zhao Tong wisely ran away.

"Qian Lang, I'm under so much pressure!"

As Jiang Xin spoke, she plopped down next to Qian Lang.

They were standing so close that Qian Lang could feel the girl's body temperature.

Of course, Jiang Xin smelled very nice; she must have been wearing a light perfume.

"What's wrong? Did you get stuck this morning?"

"Yeah, we got stuck several times, and Director Zhou even scolded us."

Jiang Xin pouted as she spoke.

"Yes, I saw it!"

Qian Lang said in a very serious tone.

"Just watch the show. Tell me, how can I possibly portray Mu Wanqing well?"

Jiang Xin rested her chin on her hands and looked up at the sky as she spoke.

Qian Lang looked at her from the side, and to be honest, she was quite pretty.

"Mu Wanqing is a black rose on the edge of a cliff. She is different from Wang Yuyan's 'divinity,' different from A'Zhu's 'sacrifice,' and even less from A'Zi's 'destruction.' She represents resistance against and compromise with fate..."

Qian Lang shared his understanding of Mu Wanqing.

Some of his ideas were his own, while others were things he saw on short videos later on.

Jiang Xin hadn't been paying attention.

But slowly, they focused their energy.

Some of what Qian Lang said were things she had already thought of, while others were things she hadn't considered.

For an actor to play a role well, the starting point is a deep understanding of that role.

"Or rather, Mu Wanqing is sick, mentally ill!"

Qian Lang gave a summary of Mu Wanqing's situation.

"Get lost, you're the one who's crazy!"

Jiang Xinjiao scolded him in a coquettish tone.

However, she kept in mind what Qian Lang had just said.

At the same time, his goodwill towards Qian Lang deepened even further.

and!

"Qian Lang, why do you know Mu Wanqing so well?"

As Jiang Xin spoke, she turned her head and stared at Qian Lang with her big eyes.

That look in his eyes?

Okay, yes, it's all flirtatious glances.

This girl is trying to drain his yang energy.

Qian Lang sighed inwardly.

"It's not that I understand Mu Wanqing, it's that I enjoy understanding beautiful women!"

Qian Lang said this with a pointed remark.

Jiang Xin blushed slightly upon hearing this, and her heart began to race under Qian Lang's gaze.

The two were extremely close at this moment, and without realizing it, their legs were touching.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Jiang Xin slowly closed her eyes and raised her head...