Male Sing and His Pet Owner: Chapter 11

Zhao Kaile’s new phone arrived the next day, and he bought the same old model.

Zhan Hang held a cup of coffee in one hand and a script in the other, muttering lines to himself. He looked up, saw the phone in front of Zhao Kaile, and frowned immediately: “I told you to pick something, and you picked this?”

“Yeah.” Zhao Kaile looked at the boot screen, moved, and said: “Support domestic brands. It is our duty.”

Zhan Hang: “…….Whatever.”

Zhao Kaile put in his old SIM card. There were over a dozen missed calls: some from Bai Li when she didn’t know his phone was broken, some from Zhan Hang when he couldn’t find him, and one unfamiliar out-of-town number that had called four times.

Who could that be?

Zhao Kaile thought it might be Zhao Kaiming finally growing a conscience and deciding to contact him, so he decided to call back. However, after dialing for several dozen seconds, no one answered. All he got was the cold electronic voice of a woman.

He hung up, a little disappointed, and sighed softly.

Zhan Hang put down his coffee and asked angrily: “Why are you sighing? You’re affecting me.”

Zhao Kaile: “……..”

Emma, I’m still breathing! I just scratched the floor with my fingernail! When I stood up and sat down, my clothes made a rustling sound! I am truly guilty of a terrible crime! I simply shouldn’t exist in this dimension!

He held his breath and was about to leave, but Zhan Hang frowned and said magnanimously: “I’ll forgive you this time. Come over and run lines with me.”

Zhao Kaile walked over, aggrieved: “I’m not very good at this, Brother Hang.”

Zhan Hang said: “What’s so hard about it? Just read the lines as written.”

Zhao Kaile made a sound of agreement, took the script, and glanced at it.

Zhan Hang closed his eyes and said: “Just this page. You read the man in black’s lines.”

“Okay……. the man in black’s lines…….” Zhao Kaile cleared his throat and pretended to get into character: “Xiao……. Xiao Yao, you have been wounded by the Heavenly Fire Sword. With your current level of cultivation, you can’t even withstand a single move from me. Why don’t you surrender quickly?”

Zhan Hang was silent for a moment. First, he sneered coldly, then burst into loud laughter, and finally broke into a fit of uncontrollable coughing.

Zhao Kaile’s scalp went numb. He thought, Mom, how did he just start acting out of nowhere? Can he really continue after I read like this?

Zhan Hang picked up the TV remote as a weapon, pointed it at him from afar, his eyes cold and fierce: “Elder Taixu, do you think that by covering your face, I won’t recognize who you are?”

Zhao Kaile jumped in fright and hurriedly lowered his head to flip through the script: “What Elder Taixu……. Are you talking about the headmaster of the Taixu Temple?”

Zhan Hang leaned on his “sword” and got up unsteadily: “What? You’re still going to play dumb?”

Zhao Kaile was stunned by his fierce gaze.

“Whether it is or not, remove your mask, and we’ll see at a glance!” Zhan Hang recited his lines as he slowly approached. Zhao Kaile reflexively took two steps back, and his calf slammed hard into the coffee table. The pain made his head buzz, and he squatted down, unable to speak for a long time.

“……..” Zhan Hang was also frightened. He quickly reined in his expression, squatted down, and looked at him: “Zhao Kaile? Hey, are you okay?”

Zhao Kaile’s eyes glistened with tears, and he said weakly: “Brother Hang, your acting is really good.”

Zhan Hang was speechless. He took the script from his hand and put it aside: “Get up, let me see.”

Zhao Kaile: “No, it hurts too much…….”

Zhan Hang: “Don’t tell me you hit the bone. Can you stand up?”

Zhao Kaile: “I’d better squat for a while longer…….”

Zhan Hang said nothing. He bent down, picked him up, and carried him to the sofa, then turned to look for the first aid kit.

Zhao Kaile was still in a daze, thinking, Mo?? What just happened?

Zhan Hang asked: “Where is the first aid kit?”

Zhao Kaile came back to his senses: “In the second drawer from the top on your right.”

The first aid kit was found. Zhan Hang skillfully took out a tube of medicated ointment for bruises and sprains, put some on a cotton swab, and gently rubbed it on Zhao Kaile’s already swollen area.

Zhao Kaile was a little embarrassed: “Brother Hang, I’ll do it myself.”

Zhan Hang handed him the stuff and stared at him seriously as he applied it.

This was a bit strange.

Zhao Kaile asked with some hesitation: “Brother Hang…… aren’t you angry?”

Zhan Hang: “?”

Zhao Kaile explained: “I seriously affected your line memorization. Aren’t you angry?”

“……..” Zhan Hang frowned: “Zhao Kaile, is there something wrong with your brain??”

After getting scolded, Zhao Kaile finally felt relieved. He thought, that’s the right flavor. That’s it. This is the real Zhan Hang!

Zhan Hang said again: “I’ll give you a day off. If it still hurts tomorrow, go to the hospital.”

Zhao Kaile was overwhelmed by the favor: “No, no, it’s not that serious. At most, it’ll be a bruise. It’ll probably be fine after sitting for a while.”

Zhan Hang ignored him, took the script, and went to the balcony to continue memorizing his lines.

In the evening, Lu Jiayin came by and brought Zhan Hang a newly revised script.

Zhan Hang sat there throwing a tantrum: “You’re still revising at this point? Are you going to send another new one tomorrow? Didn’t you say filming starts at the beginning of next month? How many more times are you going to change it?”

“There’s no choice. The investor’s niece wants to make an appearance, so the screenwriter had to temporarily add scenes for her.” Lu Jiayin put on a smiling face: “Brother Hang, it wasn’t changed much. Just a few lines of dialogue between you and her were added. Really, not much.”

Zhan Hang sneered: “Oh, and I thought Zhang Zheng was so upright and unyielding. He doesn’t look like much in front of the investors either.”

Lu Jiayin explained: “Oh, the director definitely cares about the big picture. Adding a harmless character means more money for important scenes. He definitely wouldn’t stop it.”

“What the hell………” Zhan Hang casually flipped through the script: “Which niece? Has she acted before? And you added crying scenes? Seriously?”

Lu Jiayin: “She’s a proper graduate from a professional acting school, Brother Hang. Her uncle said she came here to gain experience. If the seniors feel anything is inappropriate, feel free to give her pointers.”

This meant she wouldn’t throw a princess tantrum or give people attitude just because of her connections. That was decent enough.

“Forget it, forget it.” Zhan Hang asked: “How did yesterday’s matter go? Did anyone from Yu Zhengfeng’s company come looking for me?”

Lu Jiayin said: “I heard that after Mr. Yu sobered up, he locked himself in his room and wouldn’t come out. His manager couldn’t persuade him either. The trending search has been suppressed. After all, neither Zhao Jingran nor he wants the matter to blow up…… Sister Li also found someone to handle it. Don’t worry.”

Zhan Hang made a sound of agreement, thought for a while, and then said: “It’s fine. You can go.”

Lu Jiayin: “Okay, Brother Hang.”

She picked up her bag and took two steps, then saw Zhao Kaile limping out with tea in his hands. She said in surprise: “Oh my, hero, what happened? Why are you limping?”

Ever since she witnessed Zhao Kaile bravely throwing his backpack to save Zhan Hang yesterday, her address for him had become “hero.”

Zhao Kaile said: “I accidentally bumped into something……. Sister Jiayin, are you leaving already? The tea is just ready.”

Lu Jiayin went over to support him, looked down, and said: “This swelling, how did this happen…….”

“It’s nothing.” Zhao Kaile looked at her with some anticipation: “Really not drinking? This is cooling and heat-relieving. I added a little sugar. It’s quite good.”

Lu Jiayin couldn’t resist his gaze, resignedly picked up a cup and downed it in one gulp. After drinking, she exhaled and said: “Delicious! I’m leaving then. If your leg is really bad tomorrow, go to the hospital. The company will reimburse your medical expenses.”

Zhao Kaile smiled as he saw her off: “Okay, take care.”

After Lu Jiayin left, Zhan Hang leaned on the sofa with his arms crossed, looking at him without saying a word, his expression somewhat puzzled. Zhao Kaile was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen when Zhan Hang called out to him.

“What kind of tea is that?” Zhan Hang asked: “Bring it here.”

Zhao Kaile felt baffled and poured him a cup as told, thinking, didn’t you say you only drink coffee today?

Zhan Hang took a sip of tea and said lightly: “Lu Jiayin has a boyfriend.”

Zhao Kaile looked confused.

Zhan Hang added: “She and her boyfriend are about to get engaged.”

Zhao Kaile was still bewildered.

However, his blank expression fell into Zhan Hang’s eyes and became fearlessness.

Zhan Hang found it utterly unbelievable: “You don’t actually want to be a third party, do you??”

Zhao Kaile’s brain circuits finally connected. His face flushed red with a puff, and he nearly choked on his own saliva: “What are you talking about!! Brother Hang, what are you thinking!!”

Zhan Hang said coldly: “What am I thinking? Wasn’t your gaze clearly showing that you like Lu Jiayin??”

Zhao Kaile couldn’t defend himself: “I don’t, I really don’t. The one I like is clearly Zhang Wenqian!”

Zhan Hang: “And you dare to think about Zhang Wenqian?? In your dreams.”

Zhao Kaile: “……..”

Forget it. It’s impossible to win an argument with him. How dare I talk back!

Seeing that he didn’t retort, Zhan Hang felt that he had hit the nail on his head and became even more pleased. He looked down at him from above and criticized: “Reflect on this properly. Once you enter this industry, you need to be mentally prepared that you won’t be able to start a family for several years. You’re young and haven’t accomplished anything, yet you’re already thinking about chasing girls? Childish, stupid.”

Zhao Kaile: “Ah……. but Brother Hang, you’re accomplished and you haven’t started a family either.” After saying this, his face turned pale with shock. He regretted it and wanted to retract it on the spot. He mentally slapped himself twice. You and your fast mouth! You and your fast mouth!

Zhan Hang said angrily: “Who am I? Who are you?”

Zhao Kaile broke into a cold sweat.

Zhan Hang: “You know nothing! If someone like me, a powerhouse and an idol, got married early, how the hell would I survive in this industry!”

Zhao Kaile nodded seriously: “Mm, mm, I understand.”

Zhan Hang was probably tired from lecturing. He waved his hand to tell him to get lost, leaned back on the sofa, and continued reading the revised script.

When night fell, Zhan Hang was still sitting there, not even having moved from his spot. The housekeeper called him softly, but Zhan Hang didn’t respond at all. Zhao Kaile had to ask her to go back first and said he would wash the dishes later.

At eight o’clock, Zhan Hang finally moved. He got up to use the bathroom, then came back and continued reading the script. Zhao Kaile thought about it, reheated the food, and then sat down at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, typing on his phone.

Near nine o’clock, Zhan Hang finally let out a long sigh of relief, having gone through the entire script from beginning to end.

Lu Jiayin sent a text message asking if he had beaten Zhao Kaile in a fit of anger.

Zhan Hang was speechless: No!

In your eyes, am I some kind of triad member??

Author’s note:
So, family, if you have any sea stars, could you toss me some? Thanks