Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 382 Rabbit's Den

Wang Shuo secretly groaned; he felt guilty in front of Liu Jing.

In August, he failed to win over Fat Bing and was feeling depressed, so he went drinking with friends in the industry.

As they drank, he brought up the matter of pursuing Fat Ice.

In the past, these mischievous friends would definitely have offered advice. Some would have offered comfort, some would have given suggestions, some would have revealed the actress's secrets, and some would have even resorted to underhanded tactics.

Anyway, for them, they don't want to win the female celebrity's heart, they just want her body.

This time, no one made a move; instead, they warned him not to mess with Fatty Bing. Upon asking, he learned that Fatty Bing was already taken, with someone backing her.

Many secrets are completely unknown to ordinary people, but in the eyes of some people, they are nothing.

There are unspoken rules among these second-generation playboys. There are plenty of female celebrities, but they generally don't touch those who are already in relationships. There's no need to make enemies over an actress.

Moreover, Liu Jing is no pushover; in many people's eyes, he's a fearsome figure. Offending Liu Jing for this reason is simply not worth it.

Even among the rich second generation, there are different classes. If you're not in the same class, you can't possibly hang out together.

The sources of family wealth vary: some are first-generation entrepreneurs, some are old money, some are newly rich, and some are resource-based or monopolistic families. Their descendants also have different circles of influence.

Even among second-generation individuals of the same wealth level, there are still different levels based on their individual abilities.

Those with ability and competence at the top have the right to use the wealth, participate in the actual management of the family, and control the decision-making power; they are the true successors.

The second layer is also very powerful, holding shares in the family or company and having the right to the income of the trust fund, but not participating in direct management decisions.

The third level is the bottom level, where people only have living expenses or pocket money, have no rights to the family's core assets, and have very low financial freedom.

In fact, there are even lower levels, who are neither recognized by their families nor by their social circles.

The young masters at the very bottom enjoy their lives one day at a time and never bother the young masters at the other three levels, especially those at the first and second levels, whom they usually avoid.

There's no way around it; we're not in the same circle. The difference between two rich kids is even greater than the difference between a rich kid and an ordinary person.

In Wang Shuo's eyes, Liu Jing was the very pinnacle of the elite. His family background was at the very top, and his second-generation status was also at the very top, far superior to those charlatans and swindlers.

"Zhao Yanzi..." Liu Jing heard this name again.

"Mmm..." Wang Shuo nodded repeatedly.

Where is Zhou Xun?

"Uh, I left her halfway there..."

"I need to see her within fifteen minutes. It will affect tomorrow's filming, so you can stay here and do odd jobs."

"Okay..." Wang Shuo was very happy; this meant he was being allowed to leave.

He didn't dare linger any longer. He pulled his companion into the car, politely said goodbye, and drove off in reverse.

"Are we just going to leave like this?" His companion was frustrated. He had wanted to stand up for his friend, but instead he got beaten up.

"What else can we do? If we really sleep here, our parents will have to pick us up tomorrow. Right now we're just embarrassing ourselves in front of that brat Liu Jing, but tomorrow we'll be utterly humiliated." Wang Shuo sighed.

"This is Shanghai, not Beijing," his companion retorted, still fuming.

"Alright, alright, I'll call two girls to keep you company tonight. Don't let an actress ruin our fun."

"I can't swallow this insult."

"We have to swallow it even if we can't. If we could beat him, that would be fine. But right now, we can't beat him in anything. What do you suggest we do?"

"I heard Zhang Min is in Shanghai..."

"Holy crap, are you crazy? Zhang Min isn't some nobody actress from back then. Her connections are incredibly complex, even more troublesome than Liu Jing's. If you lay a finger on her, your family will go bankrupt in a heartbeat, and you won't be able to escape even if you run abroad." Wang Shuo was horrified; he wanted to jump out of the car.

"Even my dad can't afford to mess with her, I'd have to be crazy to mess with her. I heard a pretty interesting rumor recently. If it's true, then things will get interesting."

"What rumors?"

"It's nothing, you should still ask about Fat Bing."

"I……"

"Oh no, traffic police..."

……

People over there were surprised, and people over here were also puzzled.

"Just leave like this?"

Tang Wei murmured, she too was puzzled.

She had heard a lot about the ways these young masters acted. This anticlimactic turn of events left her completely baffled.

"Otherwise, would we invite them to stay for dinner?" Liu Jing said casually. True second-generation rich kids rarely flaunt their wealth; they are all very low-key.

"Old Shen, give each of the brothers who intervened just now two thousand yuan to calm their nerves, and double that for those who were injured," Liu Jing instructed.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in cheers, finding the director increasingly pleasing to the eye.

"By the way, Tang Wei, you remember the license plate number, right? Be a helpful citizen and tell the traffic police that someone is driving under the influence."

"..." Tang Wei blinked, wondering what was going on now.

"How is Sister Zeng Li?"

"I just applied the medicine to her, she should be sleeping now," Tang Wei responded. She and Zeng Li are alumni and have a good relationship.

"Xiao Dao, stop packing, come with me..."

Liu Jing looked around and saw Zhao Xiaodao tidying up in the hall.

Wow...

The cup fell to the ground, and Zhao Xiaodao's face turned pale. She had seen the scene of Big Radish beating people very clearly; it was even more ferocious than Takeda's.

"Look at you, how many cups have you broken? If you had to pay for them, your salary wouldn't even cover it," Liu Jing scolded.

Zhao Xiaodao followed behind Liu Jing, his chest hunched and his back bent. Many idioms came to mind; he hadn't memorized so many even when he was in school.

They'll definitely use threats and inducements later, maybe even kill me to cover it up, then destroy the evidence, dump the body in the wilderness, and so on...

"I can also work part-time," Xiao Dao murmured.

“You’re working part-time right now.” Liu Jing shook his head. He was indeed not bold; he was as timid as a quail.

boom……

The room door slammed shut.

Zhao Xiaodao shuddered. This room used to be so familiar, but today it felt so strange.

That ruthless guy dares to beat up even the richest young masters in Beijing and Shanghai.

I am a weak woman; if I knew his secret, he would surely kill me to silence me.

One second, two seconds, and then two or three minutes passed.

The room was very quiet, and the soundproofing was quite good, considering it used to be a club.

Zhao Xiaodao quieted down, realizing he'd been overthinking things. Big Radish might be ruthless, but that depended on the person; they were practically one of their own.

She raised her hand earnestly, "Master, I swear, I didn't see or hear anything today."

This caught Liu Jing off guard. He hadn't been deliberately silent; he was actually sizing up Zhao Xiaodao.

The twelfth bond is already set in stone. I'll develop her into one of my own, and I won't care what she sees or hears.

Besides, all he heard was Xiaoxue crying, and at most, he might hear "Dad" again. There was plenty of room for explanation.

He didn't want to explain; the knife had become a hindrance, and there was no need to explain. Favorability ratings don't tell the whole story, but they can give a general idea.

Looking her over carefully, I suddenly realized that the girl was quite pretty. She didn't have the glamorousness of Fan Bingbing, the composure of Xiao Shizi, the sexiness of Yang Mi, the purity of Gao Yuanyuan, the wealth of Jing Tian, ​​or the charm of Bai Bing, but she had her own unique charm.

She has a cute appearance, a straightforward personality, and is genuine and unpretentious. She is refreshingly elegant, and her smile is even a little sweet.

"Xiao Dao, do you know why there are straight trees on the mountain but no straight people in the world?" Liu Jing held Xiao Dao's raised hand and slowly lowered it.

"Did Xiaodao get hurt?" Zhao Xiaodao suddenly tensed up, as the big radish was quite close. A wave of heat hit her in the face, and her body felt hot as well, making her a little unsteady on her feet.

"A tree that's not straight needs pruning. A person who's too straightforward needs tempering." Liu Jing's hands, fiddling with the small knife, were indeed small. Big hands grasp the earth, small hands grasp fortune—could it be that the knife-wielding person is blessed?

"Would you be willing to give me a chance to hone my skills?" Zhao Xiaodao had a sudden inspiration; she felt that her opportunity had arrived.

"I've given you the chance. Once you're on my ship, it will be incredibly difficult for you to leave me." Liu Jing let go of her hand and made his decision.

“I know that once you get on the boat, you can’t get off until you reach the shore, unless you jump into the river.”

"What a mess."

“Give me the opportunity, and I’ll give you my future.” Zhao Xiaodao raised his hand again, took a deep breath, and said, “I swear, as long as you don’t give up on me, I will follow you forever.”

Do you like making oaths so much?

"Alright! I'll do it without regret!" Liu Jing patted Xiao Dao's head, and a bond was formed.

[Bond: Zhao Liying]

【Favourability: 86】

[Entertainment Atmosphere: 0/86000]

Liu Jing was quite surprised. Every time he gave Xiao Dao a task, he always looked bitter and resentful. He didn't expect Xiao Dao to have such a high level of favorability.

"Go back now." Liu Jing waved his hand. He had a lot going on tonight and was quite tired.

"You won't let me stay? I can manage. I've never been in a relationship before. Later, I got together with Sister Bingbing, and she doesn't allow me to do anything reckless." Zhao Xiaodao explained, "If you don't touch me, I won't feel secure. Only if you touch me will your promises be reliable."

"I know……"

Before Liu Jing could finish speaking, Zhao Xiaodao raised his hand again, "I know you and Liu Yifei are a couple, and she's your official girlfriend. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about our relationship, not even my parents or Sister Bingbing. My existence will absolutely not affect your relationship with Liu Yifei..."

"Aren't you filming tomorrow?" Liu Jing asked irritably. "I'm not doing anything to you, and you're still worried? What kind of person are you?"

"Go ahead and film it." After Zhao Xiaodao finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, shrank his neck, and said, "I have to film tomorrow, you can't touch me tonight."

"Get lost," Liu Jing said irritably.

Despite being scolded, Zhao Xiaodao grinned, leaned in to hug Liu Jing, and offered her lips to him with her foot, saying, "Thank you..."

"no need thank me?"

boom……

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, Zhao Xiaodao disappeared in a flash, leaving with light and quick steps.

Thank you for rejecting Xu Qing and disrespecting President Han that day for my sake.

Thank you for rejecting the role offered by Samsung's little princess for my sake. Thank you for treating me with such respect all these years, even though you could have treated me like a plaything.

Thank you for taking care of me, both openly and secretly. You've protected me from being bullied by others, so from now on, I'll only let you bully me.

Favorability +1
"87 points already? It seems like 87 is a magical number." Liu Jing muttered. Of the twelve bonds, four were born in 87, accounting for a third of the total. It's almost like a rabbit hutch. Isn't that a magical number?

He opened the drawer and took out his medicine box. He had just chased Zhao Xiaodao away because he had to rush to his next engagement.

The decline in Zeng Li's favorability made Liu Jing realize a problem.

The so-called bond is not one-sided, but two-way.

The other person is his bond, and he is also the other person's bond.

What kind of seed you plant, you will reap what kind of fruit.

Jing Tian's bond skills are explained very clearly, but some causes and effects cannot be explained by the skills.

Tomorrow we're filming the "measuring punishment" scene—no, it should be today, it's already past 1 a.m.

He had planned to explain to Zeng Li after filming this scene was finished. Just now, as he went upstairs, he took one step at a time, asking one question with each step, thinking about many things.

ding dong...

The doorbell rang for more than a minute before Zeng Li finally said, "Who is it?"

She was looking through the cat's eye when she asked the question; she was clearly asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"The water meter reader." Liu Jing peered through the peephole, startling Zeng Li. It was the middle of the night, and he was terrified.

The door opened, and Liu Jing entered the room. Looking at the dazzling array of items on the table, he was speechless.

He thought about many things: sleeping, sulking, taking a shower, putting on a face mask, changing clothes, scrolling through his phone...

The only unexpected thing was that Zeng Li was enjoying a hearty meal inside the house.

"A plate of dumplings, two fruit platters, and three cans of beer—not bad at all," Liu Jing exclaimed in amazement. While the outside world was in complete chaos, this woman was enjoying a late-night snack.

"I didn't eat enough for dinner, so I made a bowl of dumplings while everyone was busy."

"Looks like I brought this medicine box for nothing," Liu Jing said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"I fell down, but I'm not some pampered rich girl. I often bump into things while filming. When I was practicing Peking Opera, I would fall down a couple of times while walking and swinging my sleeves." Zeng Li said indifferently.

"Are you really alright?" Liu Jing looked at Zeng Li's knee. She was wearing sneakers, a sweater, jeans, and a trench coat.

Dressed so neatly in her room so late at night, she must have guessed he was coming. But looking at the messy desk, she probably didn't expect him to arrive so early.

"No need to trouble yourself, Tang Wei has already applied the medicine for me. If the director is alright, go back to sleep and don't delay tomorrow's filming." Zeng Li crossed her arms, showing no intention of inviting Liu Jing to sit down.

"I apologize for my rudeness that night," Liu Jing said solemnly.

"What happened that night?" Zeng Li paused for a few seconds. So straightforward? Not a single beating around the bush?
A man swallowing his pride to apologize shouldn't be a source of resentment for a woman's actions. As a woman in her late twenties or early thirties, she understands more than a young girl.

Liu Jing sighed, "The older sister is indeed the older sister. If it were Qianqian and the others, they would definitely take the opportunity to teach him a lesson."

"Since everything's alright, I'm going back to sleep. You should get some rest too; you have a lot of scenes to film tomorrow."

"They're leaving already?" Zeng Li was speechless.

"Don't worry, I told you before, I'm a professional." Zeng Li walked Liu Jing a few steps, and when they reached the door, she couldn't help but ask, "Really nothing else?"

"Hmm! There really is something." Liu Jing pondered.

Zeng Li breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the little pervert wouldn't let her go. She had washed herself very clean today, and she also knew that Liu Jing should be here soon.

But she didn't expect to arrive so early. She thought the things outside would continue until two or three in the morning, so she wanted to fill her stomach and replenish her energy first.

Let's have a little more wine to bolster our courage.

"You graduated from the Central Academy of Drama eight or nine years ago. Do you still keep in touch with your teachers?"

“Small holidays are addressed with text messages, major holidays with in-person visits. I’ve maintained contact with my teacher every year.” Zeng Li blinked, still processing the sudden shift in her perspective; the difference was quite striking. One step in the sky, the other on the ground—what was this all about? Were they questioning my acting skills? Did they want to settle scores with my teacher?

"Xiao Dao, well, Liying only graduated from a vocational high school, so her educational background is a bit low. I'm thinking of having her apply to the Central Academy of Drama's junior college program; I doubt she has much hope for the bachelor's program. Could you ask your teachers if they can help arrange something?" Liu Jing had originally planned to wait until filming wrapped up before discussing this, but since Zeng Li had asked, he figured it was fine to say it now.

"No need to ask our teacher, I have a classmate who teaches at the school. But we have a big shot in our crew, he's more influential than me." Zeng Li wanted to laugh, "You're coming at me like this at the last minute."

“I’m not familiar with Wang Zhiwen.” Liu Jing knew who he was talking about. Wang Zhiwen worked at the Central Academy of Drama Research Institute and had more connections than Zeng Li.

"Leave this to me, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed. The exam still needs to be taken, and the score can't be too low." Zeng Li smiled; this guy is quite humane.

"Okay! I need to trouble you with one more thing: get some textbooks. Xiao Dao graduated so many years ago, he's probably forgotten everything he learned from the school."

"Okay, no problem. You take good care of her."

"Thank you."

"Why not let Liying go to Beijing Film Academy? With your influence at the school, it would be a simple matter of a word," Zeng Li asked curiously.

“One sentence won’t do.” Liu Jing shook his head. “I have to say at least a lot of things, then the principal will probably offer me a buy-one-get-one-free deal again. He’ll make me do Qianqian’s homework to get a PhD, and then give Xiaodao a spot in a refresher course.”

"..." Zeng Li was speechless. As a fellow student, she had barely seen the principal during her university years. This guy, on the other hand, seemed to be constantly haggling with the principal.

"Besides, I think the Central Academy of Drama is more suitable for Xiaodao's personality."

"So you mean the Central Academy of Drama is better than the Beijing Film Academy?"

"Beijing Film Academy is the strongest."

"If you're so capable, get out of this room first."

As soon as I stepped out of the room, Zhou Xun was right in front of me.

Da Hua hung her head, waiting for him for a long time. "Director, I'm sorry."

"Go back to your room and get some sleep. Focus on filming."

"Thank you."

When you thank someone, they thank you in return.

A simple "I'm sorry" can solve many problems.

A simple "thank you" can mean many things.

The next morning, just as Liu Jing's biological clock was waking up, the doorbell rang.

"The head of the 'Big Green Robe' is really efficient," Liu Jing exclaimed. "The matter we discussed just a few hours ago has already received a response."

"Director, here's some breakfast I bought. Have it while you can."

Zhao Xiaodao was standing outside the door, carrying large and small bags. It wasn't even fully light yet; he was up really early.

"Breakfast?" Liu Jing asked in surprise. They had a chef and breakfast was provided.

“Last night at the party, you said you missed Jiangcheng’s breakfast. I looked around and all I could find were hot dry noodles and soup dumplings.” Zhao Xiaodao squeezed past Liu Jing into the room, put the breakfast on the table, and then started making Liu Jing’s bed. Finally, she packed a change of clothes into a bag. She would take these back later and return them clean.

Liu Jing didn't find it strange; Xiao Dao used to do these things at night, it was just that he was doing them in the morning today.

He sat at the table, eating a soup dumpling, but it wasn't very authentic.

"It must have taken a lot of effort to buy these." Liu Jing was touched; he appreciated the thoughtfulness.

"It was indeed not easy. Shanghai is great in every way, but it's hard to find good food. I drove around several streets and asked a few sanitation workers before I finally found this shop. They said that this place sells hot dry noodles in the morning, and that it's the most authentic one."

"drive?"

"Yeah, you didn't take the car keys last night. Without that car, I wouldn't have gone out to buy breakfast at 4:30. I'd either freeze to death or be scared to death." Zhao Xiaodao answered decisively. In her mind, I'm your person, so what's wrong with driving your car?
"Up so early?" Liu Jing didn't say anything. It's just a car; even the best car is just a means of transportation. Unlike Qianqian, he didn't have a hobby of collecting cars; as long as it could be driven, that was enough.

I'm a little worried about the fuel consumption. That car uses a lot of fuel; if you step on the gas, it's not enough to cover the cost of breakfast.

"I didn't sleep all night."

Liu Jing was surprised, "I haven't even accepted you yet, and you're already this agitated?"

"No, I'm finally filming my scene today, I'm so excited I can't sleep," Xiao Dao explained.

Liu Jing was somewhat disappointed. "It's not because I've made you a burden. If you'd just said yes, I'd be much happier. Tsk tsk, I was overthinking it; she doesn't even know any of this."

If Yang Mi were to answer this, she'd probably give a much more eloquent and persuasive answer. Her sweet talk has charmed her older brother, making even breakfast taste much more authentic.

These two have completely opposite personalities, no wonder they hate each other.

"You eat first, I'll go back and do the laundry. There's heating in the house, it'll be dry tonight."

Without waiting for Liu Jing's response, Zhao Xiaodao hurriedly went out again.

Indeed, they came and went in a hurry, living a life full of excitement and passion.

"Forget it, let's wait for Zeng Li to give us a definite answer." Liu Jing originally wanted to tell Xiao Dao about the Central Academy of Drama's junior college program, but he didn't have the chance.

He could also help Xiaodao with this, but he would have to accept favors from others. It would be better to accept favors from Zeng Li, which would also be a way to ease tensions.

After eating and drinking his fill, Liu Jing changed into his costume and the makeup artist helped him with his makeup.

Zeng Li and Zhou Xun were earlier than him, and their makeup and styling were more complicated than Wu Tian's.

No one mentioned what happened last night; it was as if nothing had occurred.

Last night, Wang Zhiwen and his young wife went home, and Wu Gang and Fan Wei also left the film set. They weren't present when the incident occurred, and no one has mentioned it to them today.

This morning we filmed other scenes, including one where Zhao Xiaodao takes Li Ningyu to find Takeda. Zhao Xiaodao performed well; he mastered the Japanese etiquette Liu Jing taught him very well. He also spoke a few Japanese phrases quite fluently.

I didn't get much rest at noon, and the afternoon was all about physical punishment.

The set was cleared out completely, leaving only assistant director Tang Wei and a few female staff members. Even these women would have been removed if filming hadn't been necessary.

The final film will definitely not feature full nudity, and it wouldn't pass censorship. But during filming, Li Ningyu absolutely has to be completely naked.

Normally, a stunt double should be used when filming a scene like this, but a stunt double cannot achieve many of the desired effects.

Zeng Li has even done shoots for FHM magazine, so she's not particularly opposed to this kind of shoot, especially since her co-star is Liu Jing.

In her mind, she was going to fall into Liu Jing's hands sooner or later, so she didn't mind.

"Sis, are you ready?"

"Director, I'm a little nervous."

"It's normal to be nervous; everyone's nervous the first time."

"Director, I'm ready, let's begin."

"Okay, be careful."

"Hmm. Don't be too perverted, I can't take it..."

(End of this chapter)