Huayu: Nobody understands top celebrities better than me.

"So it was Teacher Ma who recommended you?" Zhang Ruoyun asked, somewhat surprised.

Mao Xiaotong, who was standing to the side, rubbed her forehead.

Is this what they call unity among academics? But she's from the Central Academy of Drama, so she should be considered part of the academic faction, right?

Why aren't the other senior students as united with her?

Lin Yu nodded, finding it somewhat amusing.

This young master Zhang from the school is really quite adorable these days.

He wasn't stupid; he had his own considerations, but he simply put them all aside because of his close relationship with Lin Yu, his fellow disciple.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kong, I really can't drink anymore." A weak female voice came from behind.

Lin Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dilraba wearing a light yellow strapless top, holding a champagne glass, looking somewhat at a loss.

Not far from her, Yang Mi and Zeng Jia stood among a group of people, calmly watching everything that was happening there.

It was just a matter of getting people to drink. Yang Mi had been forced to drink countless times since her debut, so she naturally had no intention of helping them out.

Anyway, that Mr. Kong is just a minor leader at Youku.

If she can't handle it, she can just have a falling out; she's not afraid of the other party.

At worst, they'll just reduce the resources allocated to Dilraba to show their stance.

Watching from the side, Lin Yu inexplicably felt like he had transmigrated into one of those stories about people showing off and getting slapped in the face.

At that moment, it seemed as if an old man was speaking to him in his mind:

"Saves the damsel in distress is the easiest way to increase her favorability!"

Kong Qi smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Have another drink. I have a project that's currently in the planning stages."

He spoke with a hint of implication, while the others watched coldly from the sidelines, no one speaking, just watching quietly.

Kong Qi was well aware that Yang Mi was her artist, but these matters were ultimately a matter of mutual consent.

He's certainly had a lot of opportunities to get where he is now, and Dilraba is arguably the most beautiful actress he's ever worked with!

Based on his experience, in two years, the other person will be someone he can no longer touch.

That's why he's taking the risk now.

Lin Yu took everything in and sighed.

In the entertainment industry, rescuing a damsel in distress comes at a price, even though he knew Yang Mi would definitely not abandon her.

With Dilraba right in front of him, it really proves the saying that rescuing a damsel in distress is the easiest way to win someone's favor.

The key is finding a way to rescue the damsel in distress—how can you gain favor with her without causing trouble?

Thinking to himself, he turned to look at Xiao Zhang, then at Lao Zhang who seemed to have noticed him, and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Kong, what project did you just mention?" a voice asked.

Kong Qi frowned and thought to himself, "Fool."

Can't you see he's busy with important business right now? If you come over at this time, you won't get any projects.

He had already sentenced the newcomer to death in his heart, but he still had to raise his head and look in the direction from which the voice came. There he saw Zhang Ruoyun standing in the center.

Lin Yu and Mao Xiaotong stood on either side.

Mao Xiaotong's face showed a mixture of speechless panic.

She doesn't know how, but she just joined in!

Kong Qi glanced at the newcomer and felt that he was a stranger, but he did not rashly start to insult him.

Insulting people is beneath one's dignity, and besides, the actors who can come here must all have some kind of background.

However, he didn't have time to investigate the background; he just wanted to get rid of the three of them so he could continue his actions.

Lin Yu chuckled, secretly giving Dilraba a reassuring look before continuing to act as Zhang Gongzi's little follower.

"Zhang Ruoyun".

"Lin Yu".

"Mao Xiaotong".

Seeing the three men raise their glasses, Kong Qi's expression softened slightly.

"Looks like just three actors who want resources."

He breathed a sigh of relief, too lazy to even remember these people's names, and simply nodded and clinked glasses with the three of them.

Before he could make a move, he felt the champagne glass in his hand being suddenly pulled away by a tremendous force, and poured straight towards Dilraba.

In an instant, the wine splashed everywhere, some splashing directly onto Dilraba's neck, while some flowed down her strapless top towards an unknown, mysterious area.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the venue seemed to freeze, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Those who appeared to be chatting idly but were actually watching the drama unfold all stopped what they were doing.

Yang Mi's face immediately darkened.

It's an unspoken rule in the industry to make your own artists drink alcohol. She didn't mention anyone taking the lead, as she originally wanted to train Dilraba.

But throwing wine at someone is somewhat insulting!

If the conflict escalates and she doesn't speak up for her own artists and spread the word, then her company might as well close down.

After all, even some terrible idol companies still have to put on a sign that they don't allow their artists to drink with them!

"Tap." She took a step forward, just as she was about to go forward, she saw Zeng Jia take a step faster than her.

"Mr. Kong, what do you mean by this?" Zeng Jia's words were cold.

Kong Qi's expression shifted. He opened his mouth, wanting to apologize, but then he wanted to find the person who had just toasted him. However, he discovered that Zhang Jian was standing next to Zhang Ruoyun at some point.

He was taken aback by the striking resemblance between the two men's faces, but ultimately remained silent.

Yang Mi breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw her partner step forward to stand up for her, and then went to look for Dilraba.

However, all she saw at the entrance of the venue was that familiar yellow dress and a familiar figure in a suit.

Yang Mi's eyes darkened for a moment, and she looked at the many producers and directors on the scene. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Forget it, it'll only be for a short while. If it really doesn't work, I'll have Zeng Jia check Dilraba's room later."

Besides, Dilraba isn't stupid; she can't just let a pig take advantage of her in one night.

Recalling everything that happened after Lin Yu joined the crew, Yang Mi inexplicably thought of Lin Yu's handsome face and suddenly felt a little worried.

It shouldn't be... right...?

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"Aren't we getting on the bus?" Dilraba asked, somewhat surprised as she had followed Lin Yu for a long time.

"Get in the car? Oh right." Lin Yu's gaze shifted downwards, and he noticed the specks of yellowish-brown liquid on Reba's two snow-white mounds.

He looked around and casually took off his suit jacket.

"Wait here for me." With that, Lin Yu quickly ran into a convenience store.

A moment later, he ran out carrying a bag, from which he took out a pack of wet wipes and several small packs of tissues.

Then he pointed to the other person's two full mounds.

"Wipe it off."

He spoke softly.

"Here?" Dilraba's face turned slightly red, partly because of Lin Yu's pointing finger and partly because they were in public.

Lin Yu looked around and said, "You can wait a bit. Let's walk around here and see if there's a public restroom."

Dilraba nodded, feeling her face less hot.

Lin Yu silently took off his bow tie. The running had made him slightly sweaty, and the sweat clung to his white inner shirt.

Behind him, Reba's broad back muscles were faintly visible.