Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

During this period, besides focusing most of his energy on filming, he spent the rest of his time studying music. Lu Han had received formal music training and taught him a lot of music knowledge.

Wei Jun has a good learning ability. He has already learned the basics of music and at least understands how to start composing a piece of music.

With his familiarity with Douyin songs from his previous life, Wei Jun could produce some songs, but that wasn't very reliable. How could a pretty boy with little education, who worked as a male model, suddenly produce a few popular songs and transform himself into a musical genius? It seemed suspicious.

It would be better to do what we did with the half of "If Love Really Exists" – buy a foreign copyright, add lyrics, and find an arranger to compose the music. That way, it wouldn't seem so out of place.

When the time is right, we will start creating "original content".

Wei Jun acted on his idea immediately, calling his agent to ask her to buy the adaptation rights to a song. He then agreed to Lu Han's conditions: he would help her pursue girls, and Lu Han would use her resources to help him release a song.

Seeing Lu Han's happy expression, Wei Jun sighed and said, "You deserve this ordeal. I'll take good care of your fans when the time comes."

After chatting for a while, Wei Jun planned to go back to continue filming, when a fragrant breeze wafted from behind him.

"Hey, you two, what are you doing sneaking around like this, stealing something?" Naza patted the two of them on the shoulders, startling Lu Han into a scream.

"You scared me to death! Don't you make any noise when you walk?" Lu Han patted his chest lightly. Judging from his expression, he was definitely frightened.

"You two have never done anything wrong in your lives, so have you been doing something bad?" Naza looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Nonsense, we were just chatting." Wei Jun reached out and flicked away Na Zha's hand. He suspected that Na Zha was taking advantage of him. If he was going to put his arm around his shoulder, fine, but why was he pinching him like that?

"What are you chatting about? You seem to be having so much fun. Tell me so I can have some fun too." Naza didn't care about Wei Jun's actions; he had already finished pinching him anyway.

Wei Jun was about to say it was nothing, but then his eyes lit up and he said, "They were talking about how well some of the actresses on set eat, and how the two most handsome guys on set gave their first on-screen kisses to them."

Lu Han gave his first on-screen kiss to Nazha.

"You... shameless." Naza pointed at Wei Jun.

Lu Han, standing next to him, was trying not to laugh.

"What do you mean 'shameless'? Just tell me if it's true or not," Wei Jun said, shrugging. "What, you look so unconvinced. Do you still want my first kiss?"

It's a pity I lost my first kiss today, maybe tomorrow.

"You..." Naza bared his teeth, so angry he wanted to bite Wei Jun to death.

"What did you steal? There's a leaf on your front tooth." Wei Jun pointed to the dark green, leaf-like thing on the front tooth. He had no intention of being a gentleman or showing any tenderness.

"Ah!" Naza immediately covered her mouth with both hands.

Wei Jun could vaguely see through his fingers that the mouth was bulging.

Lu Han interjected, "They're eating tea leaves. They have an important scene coming up, so they're probably nervous."

Wei Jun recalled the gossip revealed by the crew members that Nazha would eat tea leaves when he was nervous, the kind that are eaten dry.

That's quite an interesting quirk.

"What are you looking at? Didn't you see they were eating tea leaves?" Naza glared fiercely at Wei Jun.

"If you're really nervous, come to my room tonight and I'll help you relax." Wei Jun raised his long, slender, fair hands and flipped them up and down.

Lu Han could only laugh helplessly upon hearing Wei Jun's outrageous words.

Naza retorted angrily, "What are you thinking about all day, you scoundrel? All this nonsense."

Naza really didn't understand. Such a handsome guy was so polite and refined when they first met, but after getting to know each other, he started to talk nonsense and say all sorts of inappropriate things.

Wei Jun retorted, "Little fairy, you're the one who's thinking nonsense. Your mind is full of color. What I mean is that my massage skills are very good. I can help you loosen up your muscles and bones. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Lu."

Lu Han immediately nodded. Wei Jun's massage skills were indeed excellent. His shoulder, which had been sore from falling off the wire, felt much more comfortable after the massage.

Naza was skeptical: "Really? Also, please don't call me 'little fairy'."

At first, Wei Jun called her "little fairy," which she thought was a compliment and made her happy for several days. However, after overhearing their conversation, she realized it was a derogatory term and instantly became unhappy.

"Believe it or not." Wei Jun put his arm around Lu Han and returned to the set to continue filming.

......

After filming, Wei Jun went to the gym to work out.

Wei Jun, empowered by the power of nine dragons, doesn't feel tired at all after filming all day; going to the gym is purely a personal habit.

With his good looks and great figure, he appeared at the gym wearing a white tank top and immediately attracted some female gym-goers who usually take photos and check in at the gym. Some of them came up to ask if he was a fitness coach and wanted to hire Wei Jun as their personal trainer.

Someone was practicing squats in front of Wei Jun, her pink yoga pants outlining her peach-shaped buttocks, trying to attract his attention.

The bolder ones can directly approach each other, exchange contact information, and arrange to work out together next time.

Wei Jun chased them away one by one, saying that women would only distract him from lifting weights.

Fortunately, it attracts women; if it attracted men, I'd probably have to switch gyms.

If there's one Nantong in a gym, many more Nantongs will appear later.

call.

Wei Jun let out a long breath. He had just finished a set of bench presses, and his muscles were sore and a flushed redness lingered on his chest, shoulders, and arms, making him feel unbearably hot.

I picked up the water bottle next to me and took a big gulp; the cool water washed away the heat on my body.

"Not bad." A familiar voice came from the side.

Wei Jun turned his head and saw a woman in black yoga pants, a light-colored strapless sports bra, and a small ponytail, walking gracefully towards him.

Xu Lingyue.

"I didn't expect you to have such self-discipline; you even came to the gym after filming all day."

Xu Lingyue was very curious about Wei Jun. How could someone who had never acted before have such a deep understanding of dialogue? She had never seen him bring a script to the set.

He delivers his lines with a well-paced rhythm, his voice is pleasant and perfectly suited to the character, and his good looks, period drama aura, and physique make this man full of mysterious charm.

Acting with him felt comfortable, relaxed, and we had great chemistry – something I've never experienced in all my years of acting.

Wei Jun looked up: "You're not bad either."

He has good self-control and is in good shape.

Lu Han had told him that Xu Lingyue was the runner-up in the 2012 Miss Universe pageant, and afterwards entered the entertainment industry, signing with Huace Media and acting in films such as *Tiny Times*, *Chronicles of the Ghostly Tribe*, and *The Witness*.

Most of them are supporting characters or minor roles with only a few lines, and they are hardworking and ambitious.

"Want to practice together?" Xu Lingyue raised an eyebrow.

Looking at her muscle definition, Wei Jun knew she had a habit of exercising, so he agreed.

Xu Lingyue walked to the barbell training area, held the barbell on her shoulders with both hands, lifted the 20kg black barbell, and signaled Wei Jun to assist her from behind.

Wei Jun supported himself on her arms with both hands, and the two of them did squats, one above the other.

"Lower your shoulders and straighten your back."

"Don't squat so low, lift your butt up first when you stand up."

Xu Lingyue has a pretty good figure; her arms are beautifully toned, her abdomen is flat and strong, and her buttocks are almost peach-shaped.

After adding barbell plates and doing a few sets intermittently, Wei Jun stopped paying attention to her.

First, it's the smell of sweat; second, there's no entry for it.

I've been communicating with her these past few days, holding hands, hugging, and kissing. We've even been exercising together, and no abnormalities have been detected. I guess she's like those other female celebrities in the film crew—she doesn't have any abnormalities on her.

Even if it's pretty, it's useless without any entries. I'm not interested. I'd rather go back and think about how to get those entries stuck on my body.

Xu Lingyue looked at Wei Jun with a puzzled expression.

Why did this man run away while he was practicing?

Am I not attractive enough, or am I affecting him?