Huayu Entertainment: Starting with Exorcising Evil from a Film Queen

His face instantly lost all color, turning deathly pale, and his body went limp, almost sliding off the chair and collapsing onto the table.

"Why!"

Yang Mi, who had been keeping an eye on things, was the first to notice something was wrong. She quickly reached out and quietly supported Zhang Ze's waist from behind.

"What's wrong with you?"

She lowered her voice and leaned close to Zhang Ze's ear, asking anxiously, her words filled with worry.

Zhang Ze leaned against her to barely steady himself; he felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

He waved to Yang Mi, forced a weak smile, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It's nothing, just a minor problem. I'm a little exhausted, I'll be fine after a rest."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, forced himself to sit up straight, and looked back at Hu Ge, who was still standing there in a daze.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life."

His voice was a little unsteady, but still clear. "All I can do is let you see her one last time and say goodbye properly."

"You two have helped each other achieve success."

"She wished you all the best and a bright future, but because of her departure, you're living in constant torment. What's the point of that?"

Zhang Ze looked at Hu Ge's red eyes and said, word by word.

"You are not living for yourself alone now."

"You're carrying her share, so live on together."

Hugo's body trembled violently, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and bowed deeply to Zhang Ze.

He mumbled something indistinctly.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Tang Yan, Liu Shishi, and several other actors present were completely bewildered, having no idea what kind of riddle the two were playing.

All they saw was Hugo's sudden emotional breakdown, followed by this deep bow to Zhang Ze.

Only Yang Mi, who was silently supporting Zhang Ze's arm, glanced at Zhang Ze, whose face was somewhat pale, and then at Hu Ge, who was agitated. She vaguely guessed that Zhang Ze had probably really done something.

Her hands involuntarily tightened, gripping Zhang Ze's arm tightly.

……

The banquet ended, and the crowd thinned out.

With Yang Mi's support, Zhang Ze finally regained some strength and left with the crowd.

Yang Mi remained uneasy and insisted on staying with him.

"What happened to you just now?"

As soon as she stepped out of the restaurant, the night breeze was slightly cool, and Yang Mi could no longer hold back and asked him a question.

Why did I suddenly feel so weak?

Zhang Ze's pale face had really frightened her.

She was really afraid that this person would die on the spot.

"It's nothing serious."

Zhang Ze's voice was still somewhat unsteady, "I did Hu Ge a small favor. He's haunted by the past and can't calm down."

He briefly explained the psychological problems Hugo experienced due to the death of his assistant.

Yang Mi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"So, you really know Taoist magic?"

"You mean...the kind where you draw a talisman, shout 'Thunder God, help me!', and then a bolt of lightning strikes down from the sky?!"

Zhang Ze gave him a disdainful look.

"That is the Taiping Dao's world-saving thunder magic; I belong to the lineage of Longhu Mountain."

"The way you're saying that is like pointing at a white person and saying their ancestors were black. Do you want to get punched?"

"Oh dear, they didn't know!"

Yang Mi stuck out her tongue and then hugged Zhang Ze's arm, acting coquettishly.

Zhang Ze could clearly feel the soft touch on his arm, and he couldn't help but cough lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"Where are you going next?" Yang Mi changed the subject.

"Back to Hengdian."

Zhang Ze replied, "I'm planning to buy a train ticket for tonight."

The five-star hotel was booked with the help of Su Guanyun, the senior disciple of Baiyun Temple. The service was indeed excellent, but the price was equally painful.

2888 for one night is too expensive.

It's not that we can't afford five-star hotels, but rather that rental apartments in Hengdian offer better value for money.

"I'm going back to Hengdian too!" Yang Mi's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Perfect timing, we can go together, I'll have company!"

She came in a hurry this time; her assistant was still busy in Hengdian and didn't come with her.

The two hit it off immediately, took a taxi directly to the high-speed rail station, bought seats together, and returned to Hengdian.

Not long after the bullet train started moving, Yang Mi became so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. She tilted her head and fell asleep on Zhang Ze's shoulder.

After a day of hustle and bustle, including auditions and breathing exercises, Zhang Ze was exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a strong feeling of suffocation woke Zhang Ze from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes abruptly and was met with a dazzling expanse of white.

He then realized that he had fallen asleep with his body resting on Yang Mi's chest without even realizing it!

A wave of embarrassment washed over me instantly.

What is this?

Is this some kind of hooliganism?

He quietly raised his head and saw that Yang Mi was still fast asleep, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He carefully straightened Yang Mi's slightly disheveled collar to prevent any accidental exposure, and then gently nudged her.

"Wake up, we're almost there."

Yang Mi opened her eyes sleepily, murmuring in a slightly nasal voice, "Have we arrived?"

"Yes, we'll be arriving soon," Zhang Ze replied casually.

He didn't notice that the tips of Yang Mi's ears were already bright red.

Actually, she had already woken up the moment he lay on top of her.

She knew all about his little tricks afterwards.

It was already late at night when we arrived in Hengdian.

Yang Mi's assistant was already waiting outside the station in a car, and the two said goodbye.

It wasn't until they got into the car that the assistant realized something was wrong and pointed to Yang Mi's chest.

"Honey, why is there a small wet patch here? Did you accidentally spill water while drinking?"

Yang Mi looked down and her face froze instantly.

That was clearly Zhang Ze's saliva!

The scene in the car involuntarily appeared in her mind; the feeling of Zhang Ze's breath on her chest seemed to still linger, and a tingling sensation made her feel hot all over.

……

At the same time, Hugo had already gone home to sleep, and he had a very long dream.

In his dream, he saw his female assistant again, the one with two shallow dimples when she smiled.

She told him to live a good life and that she would always be watching him until he became the biggest star.

She told him not to forget their promise to visit the children in the mountains.

She said she never blamed him.

She said that meeting him was the greatest luck of her life. She has no regrets and hopes that he will not regret it either. She wants him to embrace a new life, including hers, and experience happiness and wonder.

When Hu Ge woke up from his dream, it was still dark outside the window, and his pillow was already soaked with sweat.

He curled up on the bed, unable to hold back any longer, and burst into tears.

He cried for a long time before his trembling hand reached for his phone on the bedside table. He didn't care what time it was and dialed Zhang Ze's number.

The call was answered almost immediately.

"Zhang Ze, Brother Ze!"

Hugo's voice trembled violently from sobbing, "I...I just dreamt about her! Is it real? Is she...?"

"In this world, there is no such thing as the dead coming back to life, nor is there any feast that never ends."

What you saw was her final blessing to you.

"If you really have the will, then live well."

Upon hearing this, Hu Ge on the other end of the phone finally broke down completely, bursting into tears like a child who had been lost for a long time and finally found his way home.

Zhang Ze didn't say anything more, and at a certain moment, he quietly hung up the phone.

From then on, Hu Ge appeared at the company, memorized scripts, rehearsed lines, and greeted colleagues, everything seemed the same as usual.

But those who knew him well soon noticed the difference.

The lingering melancholy between his brows had faded considerably, and he appeared much more cheerful, with smiles appearing more frequent on his face.

After that, he became even more enthusiastic about philanthropy.

No one knew what had happened. Only Yang Mi, when she saw Hu Ge's genuine smile, recalled Zhang Ze's slightly pale face at the dinner party that day.