Male Sing and His Pet Owner: Chapter 85

The next day, the opening ceremony for “The Sharp Sword.”

The filming location was packed with people. Fans, artists, media, staff, and security personnel filled the roads so completely that nothing could pass through. Zhao Kaile pressed himself cautiously into a corner, terrified of being squeezed out of the crowd by accident. On stage stood a row of young male artists, each handsome and stylish. Zhan Hang was among them, smiling and nodding at his own fans, greeting them. However, the fan power of the male lead Yu Wenrong was truly too strong, nearly pushing the other fans out of the encirclement. On the spot, curses rang out, and there were even some who directly started pulling each other’s hair.

When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer. While the two groups of fans were tearing at each other, they accidentally pushed and shoved the staff and visiting media reporters as well. The security personnel were at their wits’ end and could only speak anxiously into their walkie talkies, asking the other side to dispatch more people to maintain order.

During the interview, Yu Wenrong’s attitude was humble. He even specially took care of the other artists whose status was lower than his, indicating to the reporters to give them more camera time. Instantly, he won everyone’s good opinion.

The reporter asked, “Wenrong, which of the costars are you most looking forward to acting opposite?”

“Actually, starting from two years ago, I’ve wanted to work with Zhan Hang on a project.” Yu Wenrong put his arm around Zhan Hang’s shoulder and said to the reporter, “You all know, I just really like martial arts and action scenes. I’ve long heard about Zhan Hang’s skills. This is the perfect opportunity to observe them properly.”

Zhan Hang put on an expression of being overwhelmed by favor. “No no, I’ve always heard that Brother Wenrong’s acting is excellent. When the director told me the male lead was you, I was shocked, and I was very nervous coming here.”

The reporter couldn’t help laughing, then asked everyone, “I heard this project requires all of you to have the same hairstyle. Did the director tell you in advance?”

Everyone made sad expressions in unison, nodding together.

The fans below screamed, “Brother would be the most handsome even bald!!! Ahhh!!!”

Yu Wenrong didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, making an exaggerated expression toward that female fan. “It’s a buzz cut, buzz cut, okay?”

That female fan completely didn’t expect to get a response, and her screams became even louder, nearly fainting on the spot.

After the ceremony ended, the artists got into their cars under the escort of assistants and bodyguards. The fans held up light signs and followed all the way. The artists had no choice but to roll down their windows and wave and smile at them to gain favor, then slowly drive out of the crowd.

Zhan Hang finished his surface work, rolled up the window, and instantly returned to his usual expressionless face.

Zhao Kaile was driving, feeling like he was about to be squeezed flat. He said with lingering fear, “So terrifying.”

“This amount of people is nothing.” Zhan Hang looked out the window, frowning. “I don’t know what madness this Yu Wenrong is up to.”

Zhao Kaile asked in confusion, “What’s wrong with him?”

“If you were a first tier star, would you specially build relationships with second and third tier celebrities?” Zhan Hang said, “He’s won a Film Emperor award.”

Zhao Kaile said, “Then that means he really appreciates you!”

Zhan Hang firmly denied, “Impossible.”

“…” Zhao Kaile became even more puzzled. “Why is it impossible?”

No one is allowed to belittle Brother Hang! Not even himself!!

Zhan Hang said, “There’s no reason why. That’s just how cruel this world is. If you have no popularity, others have no reason to pay attention to you. You understand?”

Zhao Kaile, “I understand…”

He submitted verbally, but in his heart he still didn’t understand. Because in his understanding, the greater the master, the more humble their character. Since this Yu Wenrong could be considered a leading figure in the film industry, it was very likely that he genuinely appreciated Zhan Hang’s abilities.

After the ceremony, Zhan Hang had to go back to socializing. Zhao Kaile was dizzy looking through all the messages sent to him, helping him decline several messy and incomprehensible ones, and arranging the rest one by one, fitting them into fragmented time slots. He searched for a long time and actually found a message from Sun Yimin, inviting Zhan Hang to go karaoke. But the time was quite a while ago, clearly Zhan Hang had seen it and deliberately didn’t reply, leaving him hanging for a long time.

The next day, all the artists arrived on time to shoot their promotional photos. Probably the director’s face was quite large, because no one was late. A private makeup room was allocated to Yu Wenrong. Zhan Hang casually picked a chair and sat down, examining himself in the mirror.

The stylist’s face was full of reluctance as he said to him, “Brother Hang, then I’ll start.”

“Mm.” Zhan Hang nodded, indicating he didn’t need to be nervous.

Zhao Kaile looked left and right, discovering the atmosphere was quite gloomy. After all, getting a buzz cut seemed to be quite offensive. If it looked good, it was the artist’s face that could carry it. If it didn’t look good after cutting, it meant you, the stylist, had a grudge against him.

The not so large makeup room was packed with assistants, artists, and staff from various teams. From time to time, whispered conversations came through.

“I remember before it was leaked that Zhao Jingran also wanted to come, so why wasn’t he there when it was finalized?”

“Ha, wasn’t it because his fans didn’t want Brother to get a buzz cut?”

“Oh my, so pretentious.”

“No way, I heard it’s because Yu Zhengfeng was coming to make a cameo, and he didn’t want to run into him.”

“Huh?? They have gossip?”

“It’s an old matter, you didn’t know?”

Hearing this, Zhao Kaile instantly remembered that at that party, Zhao Jingran had indeed had a conflict with the drunken Yu Zhengfeng. But at that time, Zhan Hang had also kicked Yu Zhengfeng! If they ran into each other, wouldn’t it be awkward for them too!!

Before he could finish worrying, Zhan Hang was the first to finish his preliminary styling.

That male stylist asked with a smile, “Teacher Zhan Hang, do you think this looks okay?”

Zhao Kaile came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look in the mirror, and happened to meet Zhan Hang’s gaze.

Without bangs or sideburns to block the view, Zhan Hang’s regular features and hard, smooth facial lines were completely exposed.

He still had no expression, only moving his eyebrows, and asked Zhao Kaile, “Is it okay?”

“…” Zhao Kaile’s heart instantly started pounding, screaming inside ahhh so handsome, as expected, a buzz cut is the ultimate test of looks! But his mouth said with extreme calmness, “Mm, it’s okay, I think it’s pretty good.”

Zhan Hang made a sound of acknowledgment, nodded at the stylist, and indicated to continue.

Once the male artists finished their styling, all their expressions changed. Some had their assistants urgently contact personal retouchers to rush the work. Some happily took a selfie video and posted it self deprecatingly to share the fun with their fans. Some stood in front of the mirror and gestured their character’s movements, earnestly trying out the role on the spot. And then there were those like Zhan Hang who maintained an indifferent attitude, letting the makeup and post production teachers do as they pleased.

Zhan Hang changed into his costume and came out of the fitting room, instantly stunning Zhao Kaile again. He had to lean against the wall to support himself, barely maintaining his composure.

“Isn’t this outfit a bit small?” Zhan Hang showed a puzzled expression.

The stylist, who had been all smiles, walked over to ask what was wrong. After getting the answer, he looked closely, and his face instantly changed color. He apologized to Zhan Hang repeatedly, saying his assistant had taken the wrong one, and asked him to change out of it while they sent for another set.

Zhan Hang only nodded upon hearing this, having no objection, and went in to change as told. At the same time, everyone present heard a burst of unbearable cursing from next door.

Zhao Kaile only caught bits and pieces, his curiosity about to explode. A moment later, the assistant came back with the clothes, his face ashen, clearly the one who had just been scolded. However, that round of scolding wasn’t enough. Afterward, he was pulled out by the stylist and scolded separately again.

“What was that about…” Zhao Kaile muttered in his heart, only feeling that this person was too pitiful. Then he took the clothes to the fitting room to give to Zhan Hang.

Zhan Hang, after getting this buzz cut styling, always felt his ears and neck were cool, somewhat unaccustomed, so his expression was always a bit uncomfortable. Seeing him come in, he quickly seized the person and asked again, “Zhao Kaile, tell me the truth, is this hairstyle really handsome?”

Zhao Kaile now got nervous to the point of no return whenever he was touched by him, and said stiffly, “O of course!”

Simply explosively handsome okay! Completely surpassing the male lead’s buzz cut styling, have you or have you not!

However, his eyes dodged when he spoke, and Zhan Hang’s expression became even more suspicious. He reached out and pinched his face, asking, “Then what are you dodging for?”

Zhao Kaile’s face instantly turned red, steam practically coming out of his head, his mouth almost no longer under his own control, stammering, “I I…”

“What’s wrong with you today?” Zhan Hang’s eyebrows moved slightly. He observed him for a moment, seeming to detect something, and pressed the back of his hand against his forehead.

Zhao Kaile immediately stepped back, his mouth dry, saying, “I’m fine! Hurry up and change your clothes, don’t make people wait too long.”

Hearing this, Zhan Hang looked at him suspiciously for a while, but didn’t say anything more, and went to change his clothes on his own.

The cursing outside stopped, and the stylist came back himself, restoring his original smiling face.

Zhao Kaile craned his neck, very much wanting to know what the situation was. Zhan Hang said carelessly, “He took Yu Wenrong’s costume and gave it to me.”

“Huh??” Zhao Kaile was shocked. “They didn’t need to scold him that harshly, did they? Couldn’t someone else wear it after someone slightly wore it… They didn’t need to be that precious about it.”

Zhan Hang scoffed, “Do you think Yu Wenrong’s assistant was that angry because… His clothes were too small for me to wear, but the height reported at that time was the same as mine.”

“…” Zhao Kaile finally understood, surprised. “He falsified his height?!”

“Shh.” Zhan Hang said, “Lower your voice! Do you want to get someone killed!”

Zhao Kaile hurriedly covered his mouth, still looking incredulous.

Zhan Hang changed into his own costume, raising both hands slightly, letting Zhao Kaile help tie the belt. Zhao Kaile stretched out the belt as told, both hands passing under his armpits, deftly fastening the buckle for him. Zhan Hang lowered his head, watching his lowered eyelashes, discovering that their current posture was very suitable for a hug.

Zhao Kaile also discovered this. His heart was still maintaining a high frequency beat, his movements slowing slightly, then hesitantly stepping back, “Done.”

Zhan Hang made a sound of acknowledgment, pushed open the door, and went out.

Zhao Kaile followed behind, thinking somewhat dazedly, if only there was someone like before to bump into him, directly sending him crashing into Zhan Hang’s embrace.