Chapter 50 Come and see your best friend!

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Li Zi's emotions were complex. Seeing the lyrics and hearing the song were two entirely different experiences; he never expected the song to be sung in such a manner. Damn it! Who taught you to sing like that? This wasn’t just singing—it was a tear-inducing bombshell for him. Fortunately, he wasn’t someone who cried easily, or else he would have been a river of tears by now.

“Oh, thank you for your hard work, boss!” Xu Xiu cupped his hands toward Li Zi.

But Li Zi didn’t respond; he was still lost in his own world. Xu Xiu didn’t mind—after all, he was freeloading, so it was no surprise that Li Zi’s mood was off.

As they left the studio, they ran into Gao Liang.

A true man lives between heaven and earth, naturally able to bend and stretch when needed. Xu Xiu pretended the slap from Gao Liang hadn’t happened at all.

“Do you like acting?”

“It's okay, but I haven’t studied performance.”

“That’s great!”

Xu Xiu’s expression shifted sharply.

“What I mean is, you’re a promising talent, still untapped. I have a friend currently shooting a historical drama.”

“???”

Xu Xiu was taken aback.

Was that true? Why did it sound off somehow?

“They’re still short a few supporting actors. The roles don’t have much screen time, so why not try your luck? Who knows, you might just become a hit,” Gao Liang earnestly advised.

“Oh, is there payment? If there’s money, I’ll go; if not, forget it.”

“!!!”

Even at over fifty, Gao Liang was momentarily stunned by Xu Xiu’s mindset.

At Xu Xiu’s age, this was precisely the time to seize opportunities, regardless of money, to grasp every possible chance! But he only thought about money every three sentences!

“Thirty thousand, is that enough?”

“Heh heh, Director Gao… you should have said so earlier! That’s plenty! Just tell me what role to play—I’ll play anything, even if it’s not human!”

Gao Liang shot him a sideways glance, then pulled out several character profiles from his pocket.

The drama’s title was “The New Condor Heroes.”

Xu Xiu’s pupils contracted sharply upon seeing it.

Damn! Impressive!

This director was really bold—he wasn’t afraid of criticism at all!

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But on second thought, with “Little Steamed Bun” as a shield ahead, as long as it wasn’t too bad, it wouldn’t attract much scorn, right? After all, nothing could be worse than “Little Steamed Bun,” whose poor design nearly ruined the entire show!

Xu Xiu stared at the three character profiles in his hand, deep in thought.

Zhen Zhibing, Lu Zhanyuan, Guo Polu.

No wonder the production needed extras; these were all oddballs.

The first two needed no explanation, and the last, Guo Polu, had an embarrassingly minor part.

Calling them supporting roles was stretching it; they were more like background extras.

“Xu Xiu, I recommend you try for Lu Zhanyuan. That character can be developed and played with some flair,” Gao Liang said awkwardly.

He knew these roles weren’t great, but this was a chance to get exposure—something many craved but couldn’t get.

After all, this was a classic Jin Yong work; countless people would break their necks to play a substantial role here.

Without hesitation, Xu Xiu picked up a character profile and said, “I’ll play him!”

“Hmm, that’s right. Listen, Lu Zhanyuan really is…” Gao Liang began but stopped mid-sentence when he realized Xu Xiu wasn’t holding Lu Zhanyuan’s profile.

“Why did you choose him? Didn’t I tell you to pick Lu Zhanyuan? Why him?”

“I want to challenge my weakness!”

“You shouldn’t pick him if you want to challenge your weakness. You’ll definitely get criticized. Can you explain your reasoning?”

“No other reason—Meng De-like! I want to be the dragon knight!”

[Notification: Host’s abstract action detected, exposure increased; Singing skill +0.0069×3, Acting skill +0.0069×3, Cooking skill +0.0069×3, Constitution +0.0069×3.]

Indeed, Xu Xiu chose the least likely candidate, Zhen Zhibing.

Earlier, he had joked with Gao Liang, but his choice was deliberate.

Though this character was unlikeable and even annoying, he was unforgettable.

In entertainment, the worst thing is not being criticized, but being ignored altogether.

On the way back, Gao Liang repeatedly tried to persuade Xu Xiu not to ruin his future.

Gao Liang’s advice had a motive—he wanted to sign Xu Xiu as a regular guest and had already mapped out his path. But now Xu Xiu insisted on playing Zhen Zhibing!

If Xu Xiu followed Gao Liang’s plan, his career would soar steadily.

But Xu Xiu’s mind was made up—being a dragon knight was his destiny!

Even Jesus couldn’t stop him, mark my words!

Rest breaks were always short. Xu Xiu arrived home, and before he could do much, night had fallen.

After dinner, he noticed the Peach Blossom Dock group chat had over ninety-nine unread messages.

Good grief!

These people sure could talk.

Opening the chat, Xu Xiu found it filled with clips from the set or dance performances.

The latest message was from Meng Ziyi.

[Meng Ziyi: Anyone up for going out? A new club just opened with swimming, baths, spa, gym, basketball, and more.]

This message was sent at 6:05 p.m.; now it was 6:25 p.m.

Meng Ziyi’s message caused a twenty-minute silence in the group.

Genius! A true master of reviving a quiet chat!

Xu Xiu didn’t reply; he planned to shower and sleep.

After his shower, he found a private message from Meng Ziyi.

[Mengmeng Dingdang: Xu Xiu, come out and play! /cute.jpg]

[Upright Spirit: Broke!]

[Mengmeng Dingdang: Aw, it won’t cost much, and it’s really fun.]

[Upright Spirit: No way, I just showered and am about to sleep. Next time, definitely next time!]

After sending that, Xu Xiu fell silent—he was already in bed.

Unexpectedly, Meng Ziyi messaged again.

[Mengmeng Dingdang: Don’t! It’s only 7 p.m.; why sleep so early? Here’s a secret—I’m out with my bestie!]

Xu Xiu curled his lips.

Tch!

What nonsense!

Who you go out with is none of my business!

[Upright Spirit: Show us your bestie!]

That message fell into a void.

After a long pause, Meng Ziyi finally replied briefly.

[Mengmeng Dingdang: Get lost!]

Meanwhile, at the club, Meng Ziyi’s face was dark as he stared at his phone.

A woman nearby, one of Meng Ziyi’s many close friends, Wang Churan, bent over and hugged him, her long hair cascading to her waist. Her delicate features added an air of noble elegance to her gentle countenance.

Her lips resembled cherries, naturally red without makeup, her slightly upturned smile faint as a spring breeze stirring petals—endearing and tender.

“What’s wrong, Mengmeng? Who upset my treasure? Let me hold you.”

Meng Ziyi pouted angrily.

“Nothing. Just saw a troll comment. I’m ignoring it!”

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