Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 385 Insinuations
Of the twelve bonded individuals, this one is the one Liu Jing is most worried about.

And this one is the most troublesome.

2007 was the year of Fat Ice; the whole year was filled with news about her, and it was mostly negative.

"Just be careful, things haven't been peaceful lately."

"What about Xiaodao? How did she do?" Fatty Bing asked.

"Her performance is alright, but her educational background is too low. I plan to let her continue her studies. I probably can't expect her to get a bachelor's degree from the Central Academy of Drama, but a junior college diploma shouldn't be a problem."

The knife grinded its teeth, and it really was you, my good man.

Liu Jing pinched her round little face and said, "Why do you like grinding your teeth so much?"

"Hey! Big brother, you're really good to her. Back then, you didn't even let me get some experience. You've really forgotten the old for the new." Fatty Bing beamed with joy. Her goal was achieved; it seemed she had Xiao Dao under her wing. In that case, Xiao Dao could truly become her confidant.

She had known Liu Jing for many years and always believed she had a good eye for people. She believed that men who were philanderers weren't necessarily lustful; they wouldn't throw away women they had used like trash, but would always make proper arrangements for them.

If there are no prior arrangements, it means it's a one-off event. This is paving the way for Xiaodao; isn't that a special arrangement?

"It's not too late for you to get a prestigious degree now. Zhao Yanzi is already studying for her master's degree at the Beijing Film Academy. She'll graduate next year with a Master of Fine Arts degree. If you're interested, I can talk to the school leaders. It's hard to say about other departments, but the directing department should be fine."

"Then I'd be her junior sister?" Fatty Bing joked.

"Little Jin Suo, you used to be someone's maid." Liu Jing teased Xiao Dao in his hand and Pang Bing in his mouth. Xiao Dao gritted her teeth, not daring to utter a sound. Pang Bing laughed frequently, clearly very happy.

"Hehe, it was arranged by my brother, of course I'm willing." Fat Ice's voice was filled with joy, and her emotional support was far stronger than that of other bonds.

"Alright, I'll go back and talk to Lao Tian." Liu Jing was very pleased; he was happy that Lao Tian was motivated to improve.

“I want to pursue a master’s degree in production management, just like Sisi. I’ve been working on two films recently and I’m finding them a bit challenging. I need to recharge. Experience is experience, but it can’t make up for a lack of knowledge,” Pang Bing said.

"Okay! When I return to school in the spring, I'll go see Principal Zhang."

"Thanks, brother. When Xiaodao gets back, I'll teach her a few tricks. She can thank you properly; that girl's mouth is perfect for this..."

"Sis, I feel like you're like a madam."

Zhao Xiaodao couldn't hold back any longer. "When I wasn't around, you two were even more disgusting."

Although Fat Ice didn't explicitly say it, she had long known about and tacitly approved of the fact that she was being used as a sacrifice.

This is a shortcut, and I wonder how many people would want such an opportunity.

"It's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade," and "People always laugh at poverty but not prostitution." She understood this principle very early on.

Fat Bing had been brainwashing her quite a bit, not only instilling her values ​​and worldview, but also saying things like, "The first time is precious, but if it's not precious, it's just so-so. If used correctly, it's extremely precious. If used incorrectly, it's just a few drops of blood."

Sister Bingbing wanted her to use it in the right place and pointed out the right path for her.

Unfortunately, the big radish is picky, extremely picky, and there has been no progress for two years.

Fat Bing has given up. It seems that small knives are not his type; they don't fit his aesthetic standards.

Xiao Dao herself did not give up. She felt that she was a person with inner beauty, although neither Pang Bing nor Liu Jing thought so.

"Ah... Little Knife is here. The spring night is too short, I shall take my leave..."

Fat Bing chuckled and decisively hung up the phone. He'd been somewhat skeptical before, but now he was completely convinced; it had indeed turned out to be a good thing.

There was silence, and a slight awkwardness.

While on the phone, Liu Jing's attention was mostly on the other end of the line, while he absentmindedly fiddled with the other end.

Perhaps due to his skillful technique, the shirt covering the knife disappeared, rendering the innermost protective layer useless, awkwardly hanging on it.

"She really does resemble a madam," Liu Jing chuckled dryly, without stopping.

"You two are a perfect match." Little Knife said irritably, "You're the kind of guy who kills but doesn't bury the dead, why don't you continue?"

"Xiao Dao, I feel like you're subtly insulting me." Liu Jing's expression was unfriendly as he flicked his finger.

"Really?" Xiao Dao winced in pain, rolled her eyes, and pulled her clothes up.

"Is it necessary?" Liu Jing shook his head. He would have to take it off later anyway, so why bother?

Zhao Xiaodao huffed, "So what if it's small? Can't small clothes be worn? I'm saving fabric for the country..."

Liu Jing didn't want to explain the misunderstanding; there was nothing to explain at this point. Only actions could clarify everything.

His kissing skills were even better than his acting; the novice was no match for him. Soon, the fierce little female kitten became as docile as could be.

No, this isn't a kitten, it's a little tigress, much more individualistic than Yang Mi.

As Xiao Dao became obedient, he quickly verified a truth. Pang Bing was right; it was indeed very apt. However, there was no need for Pang Bing to teach him anything; he had always enjoyed teaching others and decided to instruct him personally.

"What do we do next?" Xiao Dao murmured.

"Leave the rest to me."

Are you very professional?

"Believe me."

"Hmm! With so many women, you must have a lot of experience... Liu Jing, I'm going to kill you..."

For the first time in her life, Zhao Xiaodao addressed her by her full name. Not only did she call her by name, but she also had a place to grind her teeth.

Xiao Dao closed her eyes, a tear slipped down her cheek, she took a deep breath, and took that crucial step, changing her life forever.

It's creaking and groaning; the room is very soundproof, but there's something wrong with the bed.

The voice was low and muffled, and the tone was off.

"Xiao Dao, do you know why shrimp turn bright red after cooking?"

After some time, the room returned to silence, and Liu Jing asked a question.

"Red my ass..." Zhao Xiaodao cursed, "You're the red shrimp, your whole family are red shrimp."

"Now that you're mine, your attitude has changed. Is this your true colors being revealed?" Liu Jing threatened and coaxed, and Xiao Dao grunted, unable to speak.

"You debt collector, what are you doing in my dream?"

A grumbling question, like a thunderclap, like lightning, like a landslide.

"Xiao Dao, didn't you say she was sleeping like a log?" Liu Jing said in a low voice.

"The bed is about to collapse, she's not a pig." Xiao Dao turned her head and met Zeng Li's eyes.

The woman in blue was looking at them, her eyes glazed over. "Wood, how many times have I owed you? Does repaying my debt in my dreams count?"

"What does she mean? Are you still charging by the number of times?" Xiao Dao's voice was very soft, as if afraid that Zeng Li would hear. "Let's... let's go back to your room."

"Why did you come back to my room?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

Xiao Dao was speechless. "Brother, should we be paying attention to this issue now? Because you've never been to my house."

"You can come to my room too..."

Liu Jing couldn't continue speaking, so Zeng Li lifted the blanket and swayed as she leaned against his back.

"I...I didn't think that much, so I didn't dress her..." Xiao Dao chuckled awkwardly, turning his head to the side, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.

The woman in blue thought she was in a dream and let go of all her inhibitions.

Liu Jing was not a saint; he spent twenty days as a monk and collected debts three times in one night.

Xiao Dao first tested his skills, then watched the show from the sidelines, and finally cleaned up the mess.

"She's sleeping so soundly, and now I have to clean up after her again." Zhao Xiaodao looked at Zeng Li, who was sleeping peacefully, and felt extremely resentful. You're having a good time, so why should I serve you? You're not Bingbing (a famous Chinese actress).

"I'll take care of it. You go take a shower first."

Xiao Dao's movements were inconvenient, but Liu Jing couldn't bear to do it in the end.

"At least you have some conscience." Xiao Dao muttered under his breath, glancing at Da Qingyi, a sour feeling welling up inside him. Not only is she so beautiful, but her figure is also so perfectly proportioned. If I looked like that, at my age, I could definitely give Liu Yifei a run for her money.

She was taking a shower while feeling sorry for herself.

If I were as beautiful as Sister Bingbing, I would definitely have a different status in Da Luobo's heart.

Liu Yifei wouldn't dare to even think about it, but Yang Mi could consider it.

That dead Yang Mi isn't any good either. Bowlegs, hunchback, rotund butt, big head. The only good thing is her big belly; only men with low tastes would like that type.

"Ru means small, what does he know..." Xiao Dao muttered to himself, then sensed something was wrong, turned around and asked, "You... how did you get in here?"

"I'll help you tidy up, and you help me take a shower."

"You scoundrel," Xiao Dao chuckled and cursed.

As he washed, Liu Jing couldn't hold back the question in his mind any longer.

“Su Qin’s sister-in-law was arrogant at first and then humble, while your sister-in-law is the exact opposite, humble at first and then arrogant.”

Liu Jing spoke politely, without being too explicit, leaving Xiao Dao some face.

Before the two of them consummated their relationship, Xiao Dao dared not speak out against his anger, but now he dares to say anything.

Xiao Dao didn't quite understand either. "What do you mean? How did I become your sister-in-law? Are you a pervert? Do you like playing with your sister-in-law?"

"Never mind." Liu Jing said dejectedly, realizing he really needed to study more.

“Before, you were a big shot in the industry, and I was just a nobody. I couldn’t afford to offend you, and I didn’t dare to. Now you’re still a big shot, and I’m still a nobody. There’s an extra layer of relationship between us, and we’ve already done the things we know best, so I don’t need to be so polite with you anymore. I don’t need to pretend to be someone I am,” Xiao Dao explained.

"Aren't you afraid I'll start something and then abandon you?" Liu Jing found it amusing. Should he call her naive? Or silly? Or both silly and naive?

"So what if you start something and then abandon it? I'm willing to bet I'm not afraid of losing. I already had nothing, so losing won't change that. Giving me a chance was your kindness. Not giving me a chance was also your right. Because I didn't expect much, I'm not afraid of ending up with nothing." Xiao Dao was very calm.

"Given a chance, you can seize it?" Liu Jing secretly admired him; this kind of mentality was normal. Placing all hopes on him would only lead to a short-term outcome and make him dependent on him.

Of the twelve bonds, Liu Jing never treated any of them as caged birds.

Little by little, step by step, he transformed them into towering trees, providing shade for the surrounding area.

Among the four candidates, Zhao Xiaodao stood out, and Liu Jing saw her potential from outside the system.

Li Xiaoran was too old; the future belonged to the younger generation, so Liu Jing passed on her first. Zhang Tianai was still lacking in experience, and Liu Jing felt there were some issues with her, so she was the second to be passed on.

As for Nazha, based on Liu Jing's observations, she might be a good canary, but she might not be able to grow into a towering tree.

"You're right. Seizing an opportunity is like catching sand. Some people grab it but end up empty-handed. Others hold it tightly and turn it into a goldmine." Zhao Xiaodao suddenly felt a little insecure. Was he the former or the latter?
"Only after the sandstorm has passed can gold be found. I believe you will become gold," Liu Jing encouraged Xiao Dao by patting him on the shoulder.

"Master, is it inappropriate for us to say these things in this state?" Xiao Dao snapped out of his daze. It was such a loving gesture, but under the showerhead, it only looked disgusting.

"It's a bit inappropriate. Let's talk about something else. What are your next plans?"

"Is it appropriate to talk about this? You've already arranged everything for me, the next step is to apply for the Central Academy of Drama's junior college program." Zhao Xiaodao said irritably, gripping a certain spot tightly.

"Holy crap, what do you think you're doing?" Liu Jing exclaimed in shock. This little vixen is incredibly audacious.

"I'm curious, how did it grow like this? My God, are you even human? This has happened so many times already."

"Gifted."

"Is this guy sick?"

"Quickly treat my illness..."

Xiao Dao slept soundly that night and even had a wonderful dream. In her dream, she became a superstar, even more powerful than Bingbing. She had countless fans, and she conquered territories, winning every battle.

Yang Mi was cut down, bound hand and foot, and brought before her. She humiliated her to the fullest extent, making her wash her feet and drink the water from her foot bath. She made her kneel on the ground and sing "Conquer," and forced her to grovel as a concubine.

"Giggle..."

Liu Jing woke up with a start, abruptly stood up, and was speechless.

"It's actually true that you can wake up laughing from a dream, but you're the one waking up the other person laughing."

On the left, the woman in blue is sleeping in a carefree posture, with only half of the quilt remaining.

On the right, Zhao Xiaodao, for some unknown reason, burst out laughing.

He had women on both sides, which came about by chance.

Liu Jing never expected that one of them would be a renowned leading lady in the film and television industry, while the other was a newcomer just starting out. These two seemingly unrelated people were brought together by him.

Zeng Li hadn't expected that Xiao Dao's laughter would also wake her up.

She always has a habit of waking up early because she does her morning exercises. When she wakes up, she feels refreshed and comfortable all over.

then……

She glanced at him, then closed her eyes tightly again. Liu Jing was busy playing with the sleeping Xiao Dao, completely oblivious to her presence.

Memories surged like a tide, rushing into her mind, heart, and every part of her body with a speed even greater than the tide itself.

Zeng Li felt like dying; it was just too much...

Her clearest memory is of Tang Wei shouting "Cut!" during filming yesterday, and then her memory goes blank, with only a vague impression remaining.

The next clear memory is last night's dream.

This isn't a dream; it's clearly reality.

Zeng Li pulled the blanket up, wishing she could be a quail, or even a turtle hiding its head.

She was prepared for this day long ago; after several heartbreaks, she had made up her mind not to get married.

Not getting married doesn't mean she doesn't have men; she still has needs, especially in the glitz and glamour of the entertainment industry.

Liu Jing was interested in flirting with her, and she was also eager to take the bait, so the two hit it off immediately, which led to their passionate text message flirting.

She thought this was a good deal; calculating by the number of times was more cost-effective than anything else, which perfectly aligned with her criteria for not getting married.

Liu Jing jokingly referred to her as an online friend, but she wasn't a real online friend after all. The two of them would eventually meet, sooner or later.

But she hadn't expected this day to be so strange, like a buy-one-get-one-free deal. What made it even more devastating was that she seemed to have been the one to initiate things last night.

"Damn it, how am I supposed to face people now?" Zeng Li cried out in her heart.

She hoped that by pretending to be asleep, she could wait until the two of them left, so that she could pretend that nothing had happened.

Then her hope was dashed, and a hand touched her face, slowly moving downwards.

Zeng Li tensed up for a moment, then gradually relaxed, and her breathing became rapid.

She wanted to use her acting skills to portray a state of being asleep, so that the man would leave.

She underestimated Liu Jing; Liu Jing had already discovered that she was pretending to be asleep.

You can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep, and Liu Jing had no intention of waking him up either; it was the perfect time to explore and discover hidden gems.

He had taken various measurements while filming yesterday, but because he was so focused on filming, many details were not done properly.

At this moment, it doesn't matter if there's no ruler; his eyes are the ruler, and his hands are even more so.

As he measured, he chuckled softly, "Big Pear, you're very well prepared."

Zeng Li was pondering what it meant when she suddenly felt a sinking sensation, followed by a slip, and finally a fullness.
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[The performance of "Mei Lanfang" met the reward requirements, and 7.5 "Entertainment Spirit" points were awarded.]

The film was released on December 12th, and its box office barely broke 12 million yuan amidst competition from "If You Are the One" and "Ip Man".

For an art film to achieve such box office success is already quite good, although Director Chen is not entirely satisfied.

The film's production and distribution costs were 1.5 million yuan, which seems like a huge loss, but in reality, it didn't lose much money.

With revenue from ad placements, DVD rights, television broadcasting rights, overseas distribution, and so on, the profit barely covers the costs.

Liu Jing ignored the information in his mind, staring intently at the monitor screen.

The pitiful screams echoed in the filming studio.

Bai Xiaonian and Jin Shenghuo are both killed off. Li Ningyu is subjected to physical torture, Wu Zhiguo is subjected to electric and needle torture, and today is Zhou Xun's scene of being tortured by rope. The filming of the entire movie is nearing its end.

So Sisi came, and she played a nurse in only two scenes, and filming was completed quickly.

The interrogation room was cleared as usual, leaving only the director, actors, and necessary staff.

Sisi was an exception; she was allowed to be present. Nobody cared, and nobody dared to.

Liu Jing's directing team mostly came from the Beijing Film Academy, and these people called Xixi "Big Sister".

Sisi watched for a while, then shivered and ran out, stammering, "Oh my god, Sister Zeng Li, you...you really...you filmed it for real."

"Um, the director... the director wanted it to be real, it's all real filming." Zeng Li's face remained expressionless, but she was incredibly guilty.

However, he only felt guilty; he felt no sense of immorality, guilt, or remorse.

I didn't try to steal your husband, and I won't. My relationship with your husband is purely one of debt. In my heart, your husband is just a tool for me to repay that debt. I'm far more noble than those who try to steal your husband.

How many times is it now? It seems to be 108 times.

As for why there are more and more of them being paid off, there is a reason for that.

That morning, she successfully pretended to be asleep until the very end. However, she also knew that the man definitely knew she was faking it; as long as she could fool Zhao Xiaodao, that was enough.

As a senior colleague, she also cares about her reputation.

That evening, Liu Jing entered her room under the pretext of visiting her. Only after she promised to repay five times did he take a shower and leave his room.

These days, it's the same every day.

Zeng Li suspected that the other person was sick, as their energy was too abundant.

"That's pretty twisted. I heard he designed all these forms of torture." Sisi didn't suspect anything. Da Qingyi had a good attitude, so she wasn't bothered by anything. But Sisi was too lazy to suspect anything; she didn't have the time or energy to do so.

“Boss, this wasn’t designed by the director; it’s written like this in the book. Originally, we were going to use other techniques to film this scene, but Zhou Xun disagreed. She insisted on filming it in person so that the effect would be more realistic,” Shen Ao explained to Liu Jing. “There were protective measures in place, but… but even with measures, injuries are still possible.”

"Is she... sick? Or has she lost her mind?" Sisi was incredulous. If it were her, she would never film a scene like this. "I can cry, I can get hurt, I'm not afraid of falling or getting cold, but I absolutely cannot do a scene like this."

"That's why she won Best Actress; we don't have that kind of spirit." Zeng Li expressed her admiration verbally, but didn't agree in her heart. Bed scenes were fine, passionate scenes were acceptable, but scenes involving such torment were out of the question.

"Sister Zeng Li, you're really going all out, not even using a stunt double," Qianqian said. She had already crossed off these kinds of scenes long ago. Showing shoulders or thighs was fine, but that was about it; anything more was out of the question.

Shen Ao scratched his head and left; he felt it was inconvenient to comment on the topic the two were discussing.

"I thought I could manage, but I ended up drinking most of a bottle of baijiu and lying in bed for two days," Zeng Li said with a wry smile.

"I heard about it, you're really brave." Sisi clicked her tongue in amazement. "Your alcohol tolerance is really bad. I've only just started to get into the swing of things after drinking more than half a bottle."

She heard about this not because someone from the crew told her, but because news of Zeng Li's drunken outburst had already spread to the outside world.

When Sisi asked, she was even more speechless. It turned out that the production team had deliberately leaked the information to increase the popularity of "The Message".

As the year draws to a close, Zeng Li is undoubtedly the most talked-about actress.

In the TV series "Lurking", a leading lady played a village woman, and the role was surprisingly fitting.

In the movie "Mei Lanfang", Zeng Li, who was originally a traditional opera actress, gave a performance that was practically a natural fit for her.

Both works were very popular, which also propelled her fame to new heights.

Besides the information about Zeng Li being drunk, the production team also spread rumors about Zeng Li's breakdown, Duan Yihong's self-harm, Han Sanping breaking a whip, Chen Kun being disliked for being "effeminate," Wang Zhiwen scaring Zhao Liying to tears with a laugh, Liu Jing being too immersed in his role and unable to get out of it, and Zhou Xun biting Zeng Li on the spot...

A news item every few days kept "The Message" in the spotlight, keeping viewers on the edge of their seats.

"I'm nowhere near as brave as you. When filming 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' we were soaking in a freezing pool in the dead of winter. I just took off my clothes; compared to you, it's child's play." Zeng Li truly admired him; she would rather take off her clothes than film such a painful scene.

Therefore, everyone's level of acceptance and the way they accept it are completely different.

"I just had to tough it out. Before each time I went into the water, I would drink two ounces of water to give myself courage." Sisi smiled. She admitted that she had suffered a lot while filming that movie, but she also had many wonderful memories.

The two chatted in a pleasant atmosphere. Zeng Li felt no guilt, and Qianqian had no suspicions. The more they talked, the more they clicked.

As another scream rang out, Xixi's smile faded, and she sighed softly, "I originally wanted the role of Gu Xiaomeng, but Mu Tou just wouldn't give it to me. I was quite resentful that he gave the role to Zhou Xun. She's better than me and more dedicated, so I'm completely convinced now."

“Then you’re wronging Mu Tou. He didn’t give you Gu Xiaomeng not because he thought you were inferior to Zhou Xun, but simply because he couldn’t bear to see you suffer.” Zeng Li defended the director.

Sisi agreed, and a smile returned to her little face. "What? He can't stand to see me comfortable. He makes me suffer every day."

(End of this chapter)