sovbooks Chapter 15: Don't Get Close to the Yellow Hair
Chapter 15: Don't Get Close to the Yellow Hair
After the praise ended, the martial arts instructor slapped his forehead and had an idea.
"Perfect! You're definitely good at swordsmanship, so I won't teach you. Go teach Yifei, and I'll focus on teaching Xiaoming."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei was immediately delighted.
"OK!"
But as soon as those two words were uttered, they were met with a resounding "No way!"
Liu Xiaoli.
The atmosphere in the entire venue instantly plummeted to freezing point.
The martial arts instructor's smile froze on his face. He glanced awkwardly at Lin Hao, then at Liu Xiaoli, and finally could only manage a couple of forced laughs.
"Then...then I'll teach Yifei, and Xiaolin, you teach Xiaoming."
Lin Hao shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.
It doesn't matter who I teach.
So the two sides separated. Lin Hao led Huang Xiaoming to practice swordsmanship on one side, while the martial arts instructor led Liu Yifei on the other side.
The process of teaching Huang Xiaoming was quite pleasant.
Although this guy's martial arts foundation was average, he had good physical fitness and learned things quickly. Plus, he was outgoing, so the two of them chatted while practicing, creating a very relaxed atmosphere.
As they were practicing, Huang Xiaoming suddenly leaned over and lowered his voice.
"Brother, tell me the truth, have you taken a liking to Consort Yi?"
Lin Hao almost dropped the sword in his hand.
"No!"
"No?" Huang Xiaoming looked disapproving. "I've been there, and the way Liu Xiaoli looked at you was exactly the same way my girlfriend's mom looked at me when I brought her home to play 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy' back then."
"That's different..."
"How are they different? They both give you that 'this kid' look, right?'" Huang Xiaoming said in a knowing tone, "Let me tell you, I'm a pro at picking up girls!"
Looking at his confident expression, Lin Hao sighed silently in his heart.
You think you have another trick up your sleeve?
If he hadn't known what happened later, he would have actually believed it.
But of course, you can't say such things out loud.
"Brother Xiaoming, you're doing it wrong." Lin Hao decisively changed the subject, correcting his sword angle, "You need to rotate your wrist, you can't just thrust straight in."
Huang Xiaoming was so distracted by him that he almost forgot what they were talking about.
But I remembered it again very quickly.
He chuckled and patted Lin Hao on the shoulder earnestly.
"You really don't like it?"
"I really don't like her. I'm a gentleman. Besides, Consort Yi isn't even an adult yet, how could I possibly have feelings for her?"
"real?"
"real."
Huang Xiaoming's smile suddenly became meaningful.
"That's good. Brother, the next scene is about Zhen Zhibing offending Xiaolongnu. Originally, I was going to talk to the director and ask you guys to do a few more takes..."
Lin Hao's smile froze.
"...After all, that scene was quite explicit, so it would take several takes to get the desired effect. But since you said you have no ideas, then let's just forget about it; one take is always better."
“!!!!!!”
Lin Hao suddenly grabbed Huang Xiaoming's arm.
"Brother Xiaoming! I admit I was a bit too loud just now!"
Huang Xiaoming burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over.
"Alright, alright, I was just kidding. But seriously, you need to have a good idea of how to film that scene. Don't let yourself go too much; someone's mom is there."
These words sent a chill down Lin Hao's spine.
That scene was filmed with Liu Xiaoli present...
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
If he gets too into the role, Liu Xiaoli might just rush up and beat him up.
If the performance isn't engaging, Yu Min will definitely be dissatisfied.
I'm caught in a dilemma.
But that's a story for later; there's something more pressing right now.
It's lunchtime.
While Liu Xiaoli was getting lunch for Liu Yifei, Liu Yifei quietly ran over to Lin Hao.
She moved quickly, like a guilty thief, looking around to make sure Liu Xiaoli wasn't nearby, and then pulled Lin Hao behind a pillar.
"Brother Lin!"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry, morning! It's not that I didn't want to talk to you, it's just that my mom wouldn't let me..."
Liu Yifei's expression was both aggrieved and apologetic. The seventeen-year-old girl was being tightly controlled by her mother, and the frustration of "wanting to play with friends but having her parents disagree" was written all over her face.
"It's okay, I understand." Lin Hao smiled. "Your mother is doing this for your own good."
"But she's gone too far!" Liu Yifei puffed out her cheeks, looking indignant. "You didn't do anything excessive."
Lin Hao almost burst out laughing.
Did I do anything excessive?
On his first day on set, he stared intently at the mother, and the director publicly introduced him as a "master of the art of being a beast in human form," teaching the daughter to act in a "perverted" direction, and even giving her the daughter a book he had read so many times that it was almost falling apart.
Then the book was taken by someone else's daughter and smelled.
Although each of these events had its own justification when taken individually, when viewed together... Liu Xiaoli's decision not to have him carried off the set was already quite restrained.
"Just don't go against your mother," Lin Hao said seriously. "Cooperate when you need to, and don't make her worry."
Liu Yifei tilted her head and looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.
"Brother Lin, you sometimes talk like an adult."
Lin Hao: "..."
My soul is over thirty years old, how can I not act like an adult?
But of course, you can't say that.
Liu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a small, folded piece of paper from her pocket and secretly slipped it into Lin Hao's hand.
"This is my QQ number, the one my mom doesn't know. We can chat on QQ if anything comes up!"
After saying that, she ran away quickly, as if someone was chasing her.
Lin Hao looked down at the note in his hand. It had a string of numbers written on it and a smiley face drawn on it.
He suddenly felt like he was back in junior high school.
Back then, classmates would pass notes to each other, with messages like "Wait for me at the school gate after school"—that's the feeling.
The only difference was that the boy who passed him the note was his deskmate, asking him to go to an internet cafe together after school.
The difference from the current scene is quite significant.
Lin Hao put the note away and shook his head as he watched Liu Yifei run off into the distance.
"This is just too weird."
He muttered something under his breath.
A 17-year-old female celebrity, strictly guarded by her mother, secretly passes on her contact information to a boy identified as "Yellow Hair".
No matter how I think about it, I feel like a villain in some kind of campus romance novel.
To be honest, he really didn't have any improper thoughts about Liu Yifei.
Firstly, he's only seventeen years old; he's still a child.
He's over thirty at heart. Although he looks like someone his age, the difference in their mental ages makes it hard for him to really see Liu Yifei as "that kind of person".
Secondly, he's now preoccupied with how to make money, how to act well, and how to maximize the profit margin for middlemen.
Emotional matters were not even on his priority list.
We should wait at least another year or two!
As for Yang Mi...
That would be even more complicated.
The relationship between childhood sweethearts can be very close, yet also very distant.
The two grew up together and know each other's most embarrassing moments. They tease and banter with each other, and on the surface, they seem no different from ordinary friends who are just close buddies.
But some things, hidden beneath the playful fighting, are not easily seen.
Or rather, it was a deliberate choice for both of them not to look at it.
Lin Hao shook his head, trying to clear these chaotic thoughts from his mind.
forget about it.
The most urgent task is to perform well and make money.
As for the rest, it's not too late to consider them after he has truly established himself in this industry.
The most important thing now is to play Zhen Zhibing well and earn a long-term livelihood in this industry.
With fame and experience, one can pave a wider path ahead.
As for matters of the heart, let nature take its course.
Anyway, the one thing he has in abundance in his life is time.
There's still time, why rush things?
There's still a long way to go, what's the rush?