Huayu Entertainment: Starting with Exorcising Evil from a Film Queen

Zhang Ze lived a very comfortable life in the days that followed.

Zhang Ze's power was greatly enhanced within the film crew.

Those seasoned crew members who originally thought Zhang Ze was just a figurehead assistant director who got in to gain experience through his relationship with Cai Yinong were even more wary of him.

They started to greet Zhang Ze proactively on set, offering him cigarettes and showing respect when reporting on their work.

When discussing shots, the head of the photography team would first ask Director Zhang, "What do you think?"

When the art department delivers newly made props, they will first present them to Zhang Ze for his review.

This made Zhang Ze's life very comfortable.

The only thing that troubled Zhang Ze was Liu Shishi.

I don't know what this girl is thinking. Lately, she's been constantly getting close to me, either asking me to explain the scene or discussing the plot.

In short, she seized every spare moment to spend with Zhang Ze.

This made Zhao Liying jealous every day, but she couldn't vent her anger on set. She could only wait until night to firmly grasp Zhang Ze's control.

But who is Zhang Ze?

How could we let her manipulate us so easily?

So he immediately went all out and within a few days he had her completely under his thumb.

That day, in the hotel, Zhang Ze was explaining the play to Zhao Liying in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Zhao Liying picked up her phone and glanced at it, saying, "Someone... is looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze casually asked, "Who is it?"

Zhao Liying rolled her eyes, her tone slightly annoyed, "Who else could it be so late!"

Zhang Ze heard the resentment in Zhao Liying's tone and immediately exerted force.

"Ah! I was wrong! It's Liu Shishi!" Zhao Liying hurriedly said.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Liying looked at the content on her phone, "She said she still doesn't understand the character and wanted to ask if you have time to give her some special advice on the acting."

As she spoke, Zhao Liying tossed her phone onto the bed and pulled Zhang Ze close, saying, "I think her talking about the scene was just an excuse; she really wanted to get into your bed!"

"So what do you think?" Zhang Ze asked casually as he continued working.

Zhao Liying blushed. "What opinion could I possibly have? You've practically worn me out; I wouldn't dare offer any!"

At first, Zhao Liying was very angry, thinking that Liu Shishi was a little vixen who was shamelessly seducing Zhang Ze right in front of her.

But as time went on, Zhao Liying's mindset changed a little.

She was simply at her breaking point.

Filming during the day is already tiring enough.

As a result, there was another performance that night, and the worst part was that it was even more tiring.

After a few days, Zhao Liying felt she was nearing her limit.

It was really comfortable, but it was also really tiring.

Zhang Ze was like an iron man, never tired, always full of energy, whether it was day or night.

Sometimes Zhao Liying wonders if she should find a sister to share the burden.

She simply couldn't handle it on her own.

However, Zhao Liying's feelings for Zhang Ze prevented her from giving in.

She hoped that Aze would always belong to her alone.

Brain: Aze can only belong to me.

Body: Quickly send this beast to find someone else!

Perhaps this is life; sometimes you have to learn to compromise.

Thinking of this, Zhao Liying inexplicably picked up Zhang Ze's phone again.

Zhang Ze was alarmed to see that Zhao Liying wasn't working diligently; it seemed she wasn't putting in enough effort.

So he immediately escalated the pressure and asked, "You still have time to look at your phone?"

Zhao Liying gritted her teeth and insisted, "I... I just wanted to check the time..."

A spring breeze swept away the night, and rain drenched the banana leaves.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting dappled patterns on the hotel carpet.

Zhao Liying opened her eyes, feeling as if her whole body was about to fall apart.

She tried to move her fingers, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm.

The scenes from last night replayed in her mind, making her cheeks burn, and she finally made her final decision.

This can't go on any longer.

……

In the evening, the bell rang signaling the end of filming.

After a busy day, the film set gradually quieted down. The staff began to pack up the equipment, and the actors left in twos and threes after removing their makeup.

Zhang Ze had just taken off the monitoring earpiece hanging on his ear and was about to call Zhao Liying to go back to the hotel together when a gentle voice came from behind him.

"Zhang Ze".

Zhang Ze turned around and saw Liu Shishi standing not far behind him, holding a script in her hand.

"I'm still a little unsure about Ruolan's feelings during the last scene today. Could you talk to me about it again?"

She adopted a very humble posture, her eyes filled with the sincerity of seeking advice.

"Sure, let's talk as we walk."

Zhang Ze nodded and picked up his coat.

The two walked out of the studio side by side. It was only a ten-minute walk from the set to the hotel where the crew was staying, but Liu Shishi asked questions very carefully, repeatedly confirming almost every detail.

Zhang Ze patiently answered each question, his eyes searching through the crowd.

He discovered an unusual phenomenon.

At this time normally, Zhao Liying would have already come to find him.

No matter who he was talking to, she would find a place nearby and keep her eyes fixed on him.

But today, he hardly saw her at all.

During breaks in filming, she would often rehearse her lines with her assistant or sit alone in a corner, lost in thought.

They've finished work now, and nobody knows where they went.

Zhang Ze was a little puzzled, but didn't think much of it.

When they arrived at the hotel, Liu Shishi stopped and bowed to Zhang Ze. "Zhang Ze, thank you. I understand."

"You're welcome. It's my job. Get some rest." After saying that, Zhang Ze walked straight to the elevator.

Back in his room, he took out his room card and swiped it to open the door.

The room was empty. He took out his phone but found no missed calls or messages.

He frowned, tossed his phone onto the bed, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

By the time he came out wearing a bathrobe, it was already completely dark outside.

Only a dim floor lamp was on in the room.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Tap, tap, tap.

The voice was neither hurried nor slow.

Without a second thought, Zhang Ze assumed it was Zhao Liying.

This girl is probably throwing a tantrum and forgot her room key again.

He walked to the door, didn't look at the visitor, and directly turned the doorknob.

"I forgot to bring it again..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

The person standing outside the door was not Zhao Liying.

It's Liu Shishi.

She changed out of her costume and into a pink, fluffy bunny pajama set. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face was bare of makeup, making her look even more delicate than during the day.

She clutched a script tightly in her hand, the edges of the pages crumpled from her grip. In her other hand, she carried a stainless steel thermos.

When Zhang Ze opened the door, her cheeks flushed visibly, and her gaze darted around, unable to meet his eyes.

Her voice was very soft, "Zhang...Zhang Ze, I...I still don't understand the character very well. I wanted to ask if you have time...to explain the scene to me again."

Zhang Ze looked at her with some surprise.

"Why aren't you asleep so late?"

Liu Shishi lowered her head and spoke even softer, "I can't sleep, I... I also brought soup."

She handed the thermos she was holding forward.

"I saw how hard you work on set every day, so I specially made some soup for you. Drinking it is good for your health."

When the topic turned to what was good for her health, her mind involuntarily drifted to the sounds that had been coming from next door at night these past few nights, and a blush spread from her face all the way to her ears.

She even spent a long time researching online to find the recipe for this soup.

"Come in." Zhang Ze stepped aside and let her into the room.

Liu Shishi walked in and carefully placed the thermos on the coffee table.

Zhang Ze unscrewed the lid of the bucket, and a rich, somewhat strange aroma of herbs mixed with the scent of meat wafted out.

The smell was strangely familiar.

He looked down and saw that the soup was thick and rich, with a layer of golden oil floating on the surface.

Besides a few pieces of soft-boiled turtle meat, there were a few other things in the soup that he recognized at a glance.

Epimedium, Cistanche deserticola, and a few sliced ​​cow and sheep testicles.

Zhang Ze was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

This soup is much stronger than the ones Li Dabai made for him a while ago.

He looked up and glanced at Liu Shishi, who was standing awkwardly to the side.

If it weren't for the fact that Liu Shishi is a shy girl, he would have really wanted to ask her where she found all these random remedies.

This is because they're afraid of becoming weak.

However, he ultimately did not voice his doubts.

It's rare for a female celebrity to put in the effort to make soup.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhang Ze picked up a spoon, ladled out a bowlful, and drank it down.

The broth is rich and piping hot, and a surge of heat slides down the esophagus into the stomach, quickly spreading to every part of the body.

"Let's discuss the script." After finishing his soup, Zhang Ze wiped his mouth and picked up the script from the table.

"Mmm." Liu Shishi nodded quickly. She was wearing a light pink fluffy pajama set, her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she was tightly gripping the script in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Which part do you want to talk about?

"Ruolan...the scene where Ruolan and Eighth Master are in the courtyard." Liu Shishi opened the script and pointed to a page.

That was the first scene in which Ma'ertai Ruolan showed distance from the Eighth Prince.

A woman whose heart is dead is polite but indifferent to her nominal husband.

Zhang Ze took the script and glanced at it.

"Alright, I'll play the Eighth Prince, you take the role."

He stood up, walked to the open space in the center of the room, adjusted his posture, and his whole demeanor became calm and composed.

Liu Shishi also stood up and walked to the opposite side of him.

"start."

Zhang Ze said.

Liu Shishi lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, her eyes were filled with emptiness and indifference.

She curtsied slightly to Zhang Ze, her movements precise and her posture elegant.

"Sir, you've arrived."

Her voice was flat.

Zhang Ze, who plays the Eighth Master, reaches out as if to help her, but his hand stops in mid-air.

He looked at her and said gently, "Between you and me, there's no need for such formalities."

Rules must not be disregarded.

Liu Shishi's gaze was fixed on the ground; she didn't look at him.

Zhang Ze took a step forward, getting closer to her. "Ruolan, we've been married for many years, why do you always..."

As he was reciting his lines, he noticed that Liu Shishi's breathing had become erratic.

An unnatural red flush rose on her cheeks, spreading from her ears down to her neck.

Her previously empty eyes began to dart away, and she dared not meet his gaze.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ze stopped performing and asked.

"N-nothing." Liu Shishi gripped the script tighter. "It's probably just that the room is a bit hot."

Zhang Ze glanced at the air conditioner; the temperature was set just right.

He didn't think much of it, assuming she was just nervous.

"Relax. You're playing Ruolan, who has given up on the Eighth Prince. Your reaction is too bland. You need to be colder."

"I...I'll try again."

Liu Shishi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

The two tried again.

The moment Zhang Ze's hand touched her arm, Liu Shishi's body visibly stiffened.

"Sir, please have some self-respect." She recited her lines, her voice trembling slightly.

Zhang Ze frowned.

That's not right.

Ruolan's "Please have some self-respect" was a cold warning, while Liu Shishi's words sounded more like resistance when she was aroused.

He watched her face grow increasingly red and her eyes well up with tears, and finally realized something was wrong.

"Shishi, are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Ze asked.

"I..." Liu Shishi bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and dared not look at him.

Zhang Ze looked at her, then at himself, somewhat puzzled.

Wait... who drank that bowl of soup just now?

I'm perfectly fine, nothing's wrong with me, what's going on with you?

As time ticked by, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat awkward.

The clock on the wall pointed to eleven o'clock.

"It's getting late, you should go home and get some rest," Zhang Ze reminded him. "You have filming tomorrow."

Liu Shishi did not move.

She stood there, clutching the script, and after a long while, she spoke in a soft voice.

"I like you."

Zhang Ze stopped moving.

"I've liked it since the time of 'Chinese Paladin 3'."

Liu Shishi's voice was soft, but every word was clear: "Back then, I was timid and didn't dare to speak."

"This time... I don't want to miss it again."

Zhang Ze leaned back on the sofa, looking at her.

Under the lights, the girl's face flushed red with nervousness and shyness, but her eyes were stubborn.

He sighed.

He told the truth, "Shishi, I'm not a good man."

Liu Shishi raised her head and looked directly into his eyes. "I don't want the future, I just need you."

She threw down the script in her hand and walked quickly to him.

Before Zhang Ze could react, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him directly.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Zhang Ze could feel her body trembling slightly.

Moreover, her kissing skills were still a bit raw, but very soft.

"I...I know about you and Sister Liying."

"I won't ruin your lives."

"Tonight... it was Sister Liying who allowed me to come."

Zhang Ze was completely stunned.

The image of Zhao Liying fiddling with his phone last night flashed through his mind.

He didn't pay attention at the time, but now that he thinks about it, everything makes sense.

Zhang Ze didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked.

Zhang Ze never expected that Zhao Liying would actually help him...

Seeing that the young girl had already said that.

Zhang Ze wasn't some saint who could remain unmoved by a woman's advances; since they were practically offering themselves up, he naturally wouldn't let them go.

So he picked Liu Shishi up and carried her towards the bedroom.