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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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233 Chs

Chapter 74 : A Wicked Scheme (2)

Soft zither music accompanied Shen Jingwei as he glided effortlessly across the stage, as light as a feather. From his aerial vantage point, the spectators below were mere specks, their lanterns twinkling like distant stars. With a graceful flip of his sword, he embarked on a mesmerizing aerial dance.

Unlike traditional dances that often celebrate feminine beauty, the sword dance is a showcase of masculine strength and agility. A skilled swordsman can manipulate his weapon with such precision that it seems like an extension of his own body.

Shen Jingwei had spent countless hours perfecting his choreography under the guidance of his dance instructor. Each toss of his sword, each acrobatic maneuver, was the result of a strenuous, meticulous training.

Creak.

Shen Jingwei furrowed his brows slightly when he heard the disconcerting sound.

What was that?