The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 291 We need to teach him a lesson!

In September, the weather in southern Yunnan is clear and crisp. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a gentle breeze brings a touch of coolness that even the bright sunshine cannot dispel.

In a corner of the film set, a young woman who had flown to the set right after a party was getting impatient with what she was thinking. She pushed up her glasses and asked the young man not far away, "Have you seen enough? Is there something on my face?"

The other person paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, it's a very beautiful flower."

Startled, Liu Qianqian gritted her teeth and had to soften her tone: "Could you please stop looking at me? I need to do my homework. I can't do it well if you keep looking at me."

"Such a thing is true?" Xu Jiuyang stroked his chin. "Really? I don't believe it."

Liu Qianqian was furious, but she didn't dare to say anything. She could only put down her pen, cross her arms, and glare at him.

"Okay, okay, I won't look at you anymore." He said, shaking his head, then stood up, patted his butt, and left.

Looking at his back, Liu Qianqian was still a little angry. She was a beautiful girl after all, and she was not as arrogant and haughty as the characters in the simulation game. Now she was studying hard and making progress every day, so she was flattered wherever she went and everyone was very kind to her.

This guy is the only one. He joined the crew late, which is understandable, since he's pampered by those women and has the right to do whatever he wants. But why does he always look at me like I'm watching a monkey show?
However, even so, Liu Qianqian only dared to mutter a few complaints to herself.

There's no way around it. Putting aside the fact that all the other women with systems would side with him, and that numerous simulations have shown that you have to build a good relationship with him to have a good outcome, that skill is really useful.

Since he joined the crew a week ago, he has only acted in two scenes with her, but she performed very well in both scenes.

This was something that not only everyone, including her mother, agreed on, but she herself also felt it.

At other times, unless it's a particularly simple shot, it usually takes ten or more takes to get it right. But when I'm with him, it's as if I naturally know how to express the right emotions.

"Now I understand how Mom built such a huge fortune," Liu Qianqian muttered to herself, then let out a heavy, unwilling sigh.

The skill is really useful, but the more useful it is, the more it makes you... make you look bad. That's right, it's absolutely not incompetent.

"Why should I..." Liu Qianqian muttered to herself in annoyance.

She felt she had already worked very hard, even hiring a teacher for one-on-one instruction, and before that person joined the crew, she felt her acting was quite good.

Even the crew members said so, and even the usually strict mother expressed her approval.

As a result, after this guy joined the crew and acted with her, everyone's expressions towards her became a bit strange, especially when she was filming other scenes.

He acts well when he acts with others, but he doesn't act well when he acts with others... It just seems really strange.

Liu Qianqian was unhappy, but there was no one to reason with, because even her mother was noncommittal—undoubtedly, her mother knew that she had a skill.

"Xian'er~" A low voice sounded in her ear, startling her.

"What are you doing!" Liu Qianqian glared at Yang Mi, touching the goosebumps on her arm.

Da Mimi laughed nonchalantly, "I saw him just leave from here. What did you say to him?"

"No!" Liu Qianqian replied irritably.

"Really not?" Da Mimi blinked.

"If I say it doesn't exist, then it doesn't exist," Liu Qianqian said, somewhat annoyed. "Believe it or not!"

“If not, then I’ll go and chat him up,” Yang Mi said seriously. “Is there anything you want to ask?” “…Speaking of which, how is your game company doing these days?” Liu Qianqian asked after thinking for a moment.

"Don't you know through your mother?" Yang Mi was taken aback.

"Wasn't the situation over there handed over to you for supervision?" Liu Qianqian asked, frowning.

"That doesn't mean you can just forget about it and ignore it, does it?" Yang Mi asked, her eyes wide.

Liu Qianqian paused for a moment, then began to complain, "Oh dear, I can't help it, I have so much to do. I thought that with one-on-one acting lessons and practice simulations every night, I'd at least be able to impress everyone on set, but it's still just so-so... Now I can't even finish my homework..."

She coughed lightly at this point to cover up her guilty conscience.

Fortunately, Yang Mi was led astray as expected, and she raised her chin triumphantly: "Oh, this is the difference between a top student and a poor student. This amount of homework, I spend an hour doing it every day, and that's already a lot."

Even though she was the one who brought the topic up, Liu Qianqian was still very unhappy with the other person's arrogant attitude.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and try to chat people up if you want. My biggest goal right now is to finish my homework, okay?" she said impatiently.

"OK, OK, I'm leaving." Yang Mi said casually, and disappeared in a flash, truly coming and going like the wind.

Liu Qianqian shook her head, snorted disdainfully, turned to look at the homework in front of her, and immediately clutched her head and wailed silently: Who invented math anyway!

"When will I be able to be as adept at social interaction as my mother in every sense of the word?" she sighed to herself.

Actually, it's not that Liu Qianqian didn't want to participate in the game company that her mother, someone else, and Yang Mi jointly invested in; she just wanted to look at the various reports and develop her own abilities.

Even if Mom doesn't let me get distracted, I could at least show off a bit at the party and make a good impression.

Since the beginning of the year, although the gatherings have been irregular, she has attended several. She has basically been an observer, offering her opinions in a neutral tone, and the specific communication has been discussed with her mother afterward.

Although she rationally understood that this was necessary, she still wanted to make her own decisions. For example, when Fan Bingbing wanted to make compensation, she said, "Sure, but I have conditions."

Just thinking about that scene is exciting—but it's just a thought; Mom wouldn't agree to her doing it, which is really annoying.

But what's really bothering me is how to get along with that guy, right? Liu Qianqian, who still couldn't solve the math problems and couldn't help but let her mind wander, had this thought.

As she simulated more and more things and gained more skills, she began to understand what her mother was nervous and worried about.

Liu Qianqian naturally scoffed at this. Who would care if that guy had an overly close relationship with her? Even in the lower-middle endings where she obtained that skill, they were just ordinary friends.

After this thorough interaction, she disliked him even more. Although it was alright when they were acting together, she felt that he was being pretentious in private.

"No, he needs to be taught a lesson," Liu Qianqian said to herself indignantly.

Of course, she still needs to maintain a sense of proportion; after all, she's not that brainless idiot from some simulations.

Please call me the shrewd Liu Tianxian! The narcissistic Liu Qianqian noticed at this moment that her mother was standing in the distance, watching with a smile as Xu Jiuyang teased his second daughter.

Her eyes lit up immediately. No wonder her mother insisted on bringing Yangyang to the film crew; it turned out that was why!
The corners of the girl's mouth unconsciously began to curl upwards, her smile turning mischievous. Very good, very good. When the time is right, she'll give Xu Jiuyang a little pushover!

(End of this chapter)