Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

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The RV, parked alone under the awning, suddenly broke the long silence when Yang Mi's eyelashes fluttered twice.

She slowly opened her eyes, her vision initially obscured by a thin mist, making it difficult to see her surroundings.

Outside the window, it was already pitch black, like thick, unyielding ink, pressing heavily on the glass and almost seeping into the car.

A sense of fear instinctively rose in my heart, but it was quickly soothed by the scenery inside the car.

In the dimly lit carriage, the walls and ceiling were printed with fluorescent patterns that could refract the colors of the Milky Way. The twinkling lights swayed gently with each breath, as if the entire universe had been crushed and spread out before one's eyes. Lying on the soft seats, one had a dreamlike feeling of being in the center of the Milky Way.

Da Mimi stared blankly at the swirling fluorescent lights for a long time before her brain slowly awoke from its daze and began to function again.

Where is this?

An unfamiliar sensation surged from all directions; the chair's curves conformed to her back, but it wasn't a chair she was familiar with.

The ceiling above was low yet exquisite, with the warmth of wood.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the fragmented memories slowly began to piece together.

During the day, I played games with Gu Qing, Dilraba, and the others on set. As we played, I got sleepy and couldn't stay awake any longer, so I fell asleep in this RV.

How long did you sleep?

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she hurriedly reached for her leg, her fingertips touching the cold screen of her phone. She quickly grabbed it and turned it on.

1:15 a.m.

Eleven hours?!

Yang Mi suddenly sat up straight, the blanket covering her slipping off her shoulders to reveal her neat clothes underneath.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her neck and arms, then looked down to check her clothes—the shirt buttons were fastened tightly, the zipper was neatly zipped up to her chest, not messy at all, and even her hair was only slightly loose.

Maintaining one position for a long time caused waves of soreness and stiffness in my lower back, as if it had been pressed down by a heavy object. Every movement pulled at my muscles and caused pain, which I think was caused by my stiff sleeping posture.

"Thank goodness, nothing serious happened..."

She breathed a sigh of relief, her tense back instantly relaxing as she nestled back into the soft seat, her heart still pounding slightly.

The coolness of the autumn night crept in through the cracks in the car window, carrying the chill of grass and trees, and fell on Yang Mi's exposed skin, making her shiver slightly.

She quickly reached out and pulled the blanket back up, wrapping it around herself.

The blanket was clean and soft, with a delicate touch like a cloud. The faint scent of soap lingered on the tip of my nose, refreshing and pleasant, without a trace of pungent perfume. Instead, it felt like a cotton quilt that had been sun-dried in the summer, exuding a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Despite her usual obsession with cleanliness, she felt no discomfort at all; on the contrary, she felt exceptionally at ease.

"This blanket...was it given to me by that brat Gu Qing?"

She lowered her head and stroked the texture of the blanket, bringing her delicate nose close to sniff it again, a strange feeling rising in her heart that she couldn't quite explain.

"Is he even a man?"

Da Mimi couldn't help but mutter to herself, her tone tinged with a hint of resentment, "I'm such a beautiful woman, and I slept in his car for over ten hours, and he didn't even touch me once?"

She paused, feeling increasingly frustrated, and frowned slightly: "Or is it that he likes the naive and innocent country girl look of Zhao Xiaodao, and looks down on someone like me who is bright and beautiful?"

Just as he was grumbling to himself, he suddenly heard light footsteps outside the car.
Then,

Zhao Ya's cheerful voice clearly entered the car: "Boss, I declare you the number one warm-hearted man in the universe! You handed Yang Mi a blanket and prepared food in advance. You're so thoughtful!"
In my next life, I definitely won't be a eunuch.

"Go away, stop joking."

Gu Qing's voice carried a hint of helplessness, "Sister Xiaoya, you're getting way too into character."

Go back in the car and check if Honey is awake. If she is, turn on the light to wake her up. Remember to heat up her food in the microwave before giving it to her.

"I've been sleeping all day. If I don't eat something soon, I might faint from low blood sugar in my car, which would be a real problem."

Upon hearing the words "get on the bus," Yang Mi felt a sudden tightness in her chest. She instinctively shrank back into the seat, quickly pulling the blanket up to cover her upturned nose, leaving only her tightly closed beautiful eyes exposed. She even held her breath.

She couldn't explain why she was pretending to be asleep. She was already awake, but she just didn't want to open her eyes and face Gu Qing at this moment.

The car door was gently pulled open without making a sound, and the sound of tiptoeing footsteps slowly approached.

She could clearly feel someone standing in front of her, a faint breath hovering above her cheek, carrying a gentle warmth, pausing for a few seconds, as if to confirm whether she was really asleep.

Then, the footsteps slowly receded.

"Boss, Ms. Yang Mi seems to still be sleeping, sleeping very soundly." Zhao Ya's voice was very low, as if afraid of disturbing her. "Should I wake her up?"

"Don't call out, I'll do it."

Gu Qing stopped her in time, "Mi-jie is probably grumpy when she wakes up, be careful she doesn't yell at you when she gets back."

"Boss, aren't you afraid she'll yell at you?"

"Don't worry, Sister Honey is a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong. She only dares to throw a tantrum at you guys, she wouldn't dare to scold me."

Da Mimi: "..."

She gritted her teeth in anger under the blanket, thinking to herself: This brat, how dare he talk to me like that! Who's bullying the weak and fearing the strong?
Who wouldn't dare to criticize you?

Wait till you wake up and see how I deal with you!
"I'll endure it, I'll endure it..."

She silently repeated the words to herself, trying to steady her breathing and pretending to be fast asleep.

The footsteps approached again, this time stopping beside her.

"Sister Honey, Sister Honey."

Gu Qing's soft voice rang in her ear, tinged with a hint of cautious probing, as her fingertips lightly touched her arm.

Yang Mi kept her eyelashes tightly closed and didn't move an inch. She was holding back a lot of energy and was determined to disgust this brat.

But the next second,
Suddenly, two warm fingers gently pinched the tip of her nose. The force was light, but it was just enough to block her breathing.

"Don't blame me, Honey."

Gu Qing's voice carried a hint of distress and apology, "If you don't wake up soon, I'm really going to leave you here and go back by myself."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

As the air in her nasal cavity dwindled, her pretty face turned red, and even her ears felt hot, but the finger on the tip of her nose showed no sign of loosening its grip.

at last,

Yang Mi couldn't help but open her mouth to breathe, and suddenly opened her beautiful eyes. Her eyes were still a little watery from just waking up, her gaze was unfocused, and her eyelashes fluttered gently as she tried to act confused, as if she hadn't recognized the person in front of her yet.

"younger brother?"

Her voice was soft and languid, with a slightly hoarse quality from just waking up, and the last syllable rose gently, making it exceptionally alluring.

"Honey, you're finally awake."

Seeing her like this, Gu Qing didn't follow the advice. Instead, he stood up, propped himself up on his knees, and turned around to signal Zhao Ya to turn on the lights.

The warm yellow lights instantly turned on, dispelling the dimness inside the car and illuminating everything clearly. The fluorescent patterns gradually faded under the light, leaving only faint traces.

"Come on, let's eat something first."

Gu Qing turned around, picked up the bag next to her, and handed it to her, her tone teasing, "Don't worry about gaining weight, have something to fill your stomach."

The bag contained a cup of warm milk tea and a hand-pulled pancake carefully wrapped in a paper bag. The pancake was still slightly warm, and its aroma wafted out through the paper bag.

"We'll just grab something to eat; there's not much good food around the film set."

Yang Mi reached out and took it, looking down at the simple scallion pancake, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"What is this?" she asked softly.

"Jay Chou endorses scallion pancakes, the same pancakes the superstar drinks, didn't you know?"

Gu Qing smiled and explained, thinking that she thought the food was too cheap and not worthy of her status, so she reached out to take it, "If you don't want to eat it, just give it to me."

"Who's complaining!"

Yang Mi quickly lowered her head and took a small bite. The crispy crust mixed with the savory filling spread between her lips and teeth. She mumbled a rebuttal, "I was just asking what it was. It's pretty delicious."

"Of course, Jay Chou has certified it after all."

Gu Qing smiled, picked up the milk tea, removed the straw from the container, gently poked it into the seal, and handed it to her. "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Yang Mi did not reach out to take it, but instead tilted her head back slightly, raised her delicate chin, bit the straw, and took a small sip.

The warm, sweet liquid slid down her throat, dispelling the chill of the autumn night. She squinted her eyes contentedly and swallowed slowly.

For female celebrities, milk tea is an absolute luxury.

"Honey, you really know how to enjoy yourself."

After Gu Qing finished drinking, he chuckled and placed the milk tea on the small table next to her. He then sat down in the chair next to her, let out a long sigh, leaned back in the chair, and looked somewhat tired.

"Was filming tiring today?"

Yang Mi held the pancake in both hands, eating non-stop, while glancing up at Gu Qing with a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

"The play itself is alright, it's all dialogue, so there's nothing difficult about it."

Gu Qing raised her hand and rubbed her sore neck, her tone tinged with helplessness, "It's mainly because I practiced the routine for several hours this afternoon, and my arms and shoulders are stiff. Now they ache as soon as I move."

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed a button next to the seat, which instantly switched to massage mode, sending out gentle vibrations that relieved his muscle soreness.

"Little brother, you're not planning to be an action actor, so why work so hard?"

Yang Mi picked up the milk tea on the table and took another sip, her tone somewhat puzzled, "Who in a period drama is going to watch your action scenes? As long as you look good, that's enough."

"Sister Honey, I'm a professional actress."

Gu Qing closed her eyes, enjoying the massage, and casually replied, "Besides, only clean and crisp action scenes can truly showcase the male lead's dashing appearance, right? When you filmed 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' did you use a stunt double for all the action scenes?"

"How could that be!"

Yang Mi immediately retorted, her tone instantly tinged with resentment as she recalled the past, "I really did all that! You have no idea how miserable I was when filming that movie!"
That bearded guy was like a lunatic, he didn't give you any time to prepare. If you couldn't cry on screen, they just started hitting you without hesitation!

She grew angrier as she spoke, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes. The hardships and grievances of those years seemed to have found an outlet: "Who knows how I survived back then? I was covered in bruises every day, and I couldn't even sleep well."

"That's fine."

Gu Qing spoke softly, changing the subject and not delving into her painful memories, "You were so dedicated to your acting back then, why can't I be a little more dedicated too?"

"Okay, okay, my dedicated actor brother."

Yang Mi was amused by him and happily took another bite of the pancake, her eyes crinkling with joy. "Just act well. The better you act, the more blessed I will be."

"With your traffic and popularity, I can easily achieve the company's performance targets, and I won't have to work so hard anymore."

"easy?"

Gu Qing opened her eyes and gave her a slightly strange look.

If he remembers correctly, even 10 years later, Yang Mi is still a very active actress on the big screen.

With such a restless nature, even at forty, she'll probably still be busy, though there will be even more laughs and scandals.

"Have you finished eating?"

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "It's time to go back. Your driver and assistant are still waiting in the car outside. Don't keep them waiting too long."

"Always rushing me, all you do is rush me."

Yang Mi grumbled unhappily, "Can't I ride back in your car?"

"Heh, did you plant reporters under the hotel, trying to use my car to generate buzz?"

"you--!"

Yang Mi was furious and embarrassed. She glared at him angrily, grabbed the pancake in one hand and the milk tea in the other, and got up to walk towards the car door.

She slammed the car door shut with a loud bang, which made the fluorescent pattern on the roof sway slightly.

"Let's go too, Sister Xiaoya."

Gu Qing smiled and turned off the massage mode on the seat. She got up and turned off the interior lights, plunging the RV back into darkness, leaving only a faint light from outside.

For the next three days,
Filming continues smoothly.

Gu Qing devoted all her energy to filming, and even in her spare time, she would ask the martial arts instructor for advice on sword moves and practice them repeatedly.

They get up before dawn and finish work as night falls, practicing each movement until it becomes fluid and crisp, progressing from initial awkwardness and stiffness to later ease and mastery.

Even the notoriously strict martial arts choreographer couldn't help but praise him repeatedly, saying that he had a talent for martial arts, grasped concepts instantly, and learned faster than many professional action actors.

Meanwhile, Yang Mi completely let loose, staying comfortably in her hotel room and sleeping soundly, catching up on the sleep she had missed during the previous days of filming.

Occasionally, when the mood strikes, she'll stroll around the film set, check on Dilraba, and casually flirt with Gu Qing, her eyes always fixed on his comfortable RV, looking utterly covetous.

Other than that,

She even paid out of her own pocket to find a top stylist in the industry to come to the set and design her makeup and costume for Bai Qian.

"Bai Qian is the most beautiful woman in the Four Seas and Eight Deserts. My look must be stunning. I absolutely cannot lose to that brat's male lead look!" she said to the stylist with a determined tone.

Time flies, and it's already September 8th.

The scenes depicting Gu Qing's first incarnation have been mostly filmed.
And Yang Mi also made a long-awaited comeback, appearing on set looking radiant.

Four days of rest, while not able to completely cure physical and mental exhaustion, greatly relieved the fatigue of the past few days.

The most obvious change,
Her signature peach blossom eyes, which were usually slightly upturned, carrying a bit of sharpness and shrewdness, were now gently curved, full of tenderness as they flowed, making her whole mood wonderful.

The crew members felt much more relaxed seeing her like this, no longer having to be on guard against her temper tantrums, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

"Sister Mi is in such a good mood today, she looks so gentle."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If she hears us and gets angry again, we won't be able to handle it."

Just as Yang Mi was full of energy and preparing to act alongside Gu Qing to showcase Bai Qian's elegance, a business collaboration invitation was delivered to both of them.

"Harper's Bazaar Gala Dinner!"

This is the 15th anniversary celebration of the Harper's Bazaar Charity Gala, and the lineup is more impressive than ever before.
It not only brings together many big-name celebrities in the industry, but also generates a variety of topics and highlights, making it a top-level fashion event that people in the industry would kill to attend.

Gu Qing recalled the bizarre news from the Bazaar Gala that year in her previous life, and a sense of anticipation arose in her heart. She really wanted to witness the birth of a famous scene.

To his complete surprise, Yang Mi, who was always enthusiastic about attending various fashion events, actually refused the invitation and said that she would not go!

"Honey, are you still half asleep?"

Having just heard the news from Yang Mi, Gu Qing was shocked and looked at her in disbelief, "You actually missed Bazaar? This isn't like you at all."

Seeing his shocked expression, Da Mimi rolled her eyes in anger, put her hands on her hips, and retorted fiercely, "Who said I was confused by your sleep! What kind of image do you have of me? Can't I just give up the banquet for filming?"

"You made me sleep for so many days because of the filming, so of course I have to seize the time to reshoot the scenes. How could I have time to attend any Bazaar dinner?" she said matter-of-factly.

"stop!"

Gu Qing interrupted her, glanced at Reba who was stuffing snacks in her mouth and looking dazed, and seriously corrected her, "Sister Mi, I told you to rest for a few days, not to sleep with me for a few days. What you said is ambiguous and can easily be misunderstood."

"That's about right, as long as the meaning is conveyed."

Yang Mi waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly. "Go by yourself. I'll stay here and focus on filming. Hurry up and go, don't keep me from catching up with Baba Bao."

"Okay, I'm going then."

Gu Qing shook his head helplessly, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and got up to set off.

“Oh, right!” Yang Mi suddenly called out to him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, “Can we borrow your RV? I want to play some games with Baba in the RV.”

"This……"

Gu Qing hesitated for a moment. There didn't seem to be anything shameful in her RV, so she nodded and said, "Sure, but just don't rummage through my things."

"Are we crazy? Why would we go through your things?!"

Da Mimi immediately retorted, appearing full of energy, even rolling her eyes with extra vigor, "Do you think we're sasaeng fans? Don't worry, we promise not to touch your things."

"Alright then, I'm leaving."

Gu Qing turned and walked towards the door, waving to Reba, "Sister Reba, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye, little brother~"

Dilraba waved goodbye with a mixture of reluctance and envy, her gaze following his retreating figure until he disappeared through the doorway, before she reluctantly looked away.

"Baba, are you still looking? Everyone's gone."

Yang Mi immediately changed her demeanor, rummaged through her small bag, and asked in a slightly cloying tone, "Are you really that reluctant to part with him?"

“Sister Honey, it’s not that I’m reluctant to part with him, it’s that I envy you guys being able to attend the Bazaar Gala.”

Dilraba pouted her pink lips, her tone full of disappointment, "A small-time actress like me doesn't know when I'll have the opportunity to enter the fashion industry and attend such a top-tier gala."

"The fashion industry isn't easy to get into."

Yang Mi rummaged through her bag for a while and finally found a pack of women's cigarettes at the bottom. She took out a slim cigarette, held it between her slender, white fingers, and moved with elegance.
"It's already tough for girls in the fashion industry, let alone you who looks too young and has a bit of naivety. Those fashion moguls won't like your type."

She skillfully took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, took a light puff, and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. She instantly relaxed, leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, and exuded a more casual and carefree air.

"Phew—finally I don't have to pretend anymore, I was so suffocated."

"Baba, want one?" she asked, waving the cigarette in her hand.

"No, no, Sister Honey."

Dilraba quickly shook her head and waved her hands, "I don't like smoking, it's bad for my health."

After all,

She paused, then turned to her assistant and called out, "Bring me a bottle of wine. I want to have a drink with Sister Mi to celebrate our 'free time'."

Well, with Gu Qing gone,
A chain smoker and a drunkard instantly revealed their true colors.

During lunch break, the sunlight streamed in through the RV windows, casting dappled light and shadow on the floor.

The autumn wind rustled through the treetops, making a soft, pleasant sound, and everything seemed especially comfortable.

Inside the RV,
Dilraba chugged down a few mouthfuls of beer, put down the half-empty can, looked away from the computer screen, and glanced at Yang Mi somewhat guiltily: "Sister Mi, we were smoking and drinking in my brother's car, is it really okay? What if he finds out when he gets back? Will he be angry?"

"It's alright, don't worry."

Yang Mi flicked her cigarette ash, her eyes fixed intently on the computer screen. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, frantically pressing the up, down, left, and right arrow keys, occasionally striking the spacebar, all while muttering curses under her breath.
"He won't be back until the day after tomorrow. We'll arrange for someone to clean the car thoroughly and spray some air freshener so that there won't be any trace left."

"Come on, come on, jump fast! Keep up with the rhythm!"

on the screen,
Two chibi-style characters were dancing to the rhythm of upbeat music, and Yang Mi had completely abandoned the dignified and ladylike demeanor she had in front of Gu Qing.

She was slumped in the chair, one leg crossed on the seat and the other on the edge, engrossed in playing video games, looking every bit like a teenage internet addict.

"Why is this song so difficult! And the tempo is way too fast!"

"Missed again! Missed again! I'm so angry!"

"This keyboard is awful, the feel is terrible, it's not even as good as my own keyboard at home!"

The upbeat music started again.
The two women huddled in Gu Qing's RV, smoking, drinking, playing games, and grumbling, having a great time and completely letting loose.

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...(End of this chapter)