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Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me

One sunny day, Shen Jingwei, a Z-list actor, received an opportunity to attend an open-call audition the very next day. It was for the role of an antagonist in a new BL C-Drama, "Dance Of The Dragons", which was adapted from a novel of the same title. He agreed to join the audition due to several factors, among which his manager's threat to jump off the 20th floor, his dire need for money, and also the fact that his rank in the film industry could not go any lower. One look at the panel of judges made him want to turn on his heel to leave, but it was all too late. Because who would expect the poor Z-List actor to meet his mortal enemy/ex-boyfriend, Yan Renzhong, the A-List Actor responsible for his decline long before he even learned how to fly? ------------------ "You and I... are playing a couple of lovers, who will go on to get married and have children with each other." Shen Jingwei could sense blood coming up his throat. What was the point of saying it out loud, again? "Yes," he forced himself to agree nonetheless. Yan Renzhong pinned him with a stare. "We have unresolved issues from the past. I hope you won't let them affect your and my performance in the drama. Act the professional you are supposed to be." "..." "And don't call me 'Emperor Yan' anymore." Yan Renzhong left after delivering one blow after another, not even waiting to see if Shen Jingwei succumbed to his injuries or not. What? Whattt? Whattttttttt?

Lu_Shui · LGBT+
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241 Chs

Chapter 90 : An Offer They Could Not Refuse

It was head.

Feng Jietang howled in his head, cursing his misfortune. Or better said, Shen Jingwei's misfortune.

Yan Renzhong gave his rival a sneer brimming with schadenfreude.

"Great," he said to Shen Jingwei. "We will go fishing tomorrow then."

Early the next morning, before anyone awoke, Yan Renzhong and Shen Jingwei dug the backyard for some fresh earthworms.

Once they were set, they left for the nearest river with two fishing kits hauled over their shoulders.

"Weird," Shen Jingwei remarked, turning his head around again and again on their way to the river.

"What is?"

"Why is no one filming us? I thought they would want to take a peek at our fishing activity."

"They will show up later, probably ten minutes before we leave the river. No one wants to drag the pesky equipment all the way there in the darkness."

"Oh."

Yeah, that made more sense.

But it also implied something else.