BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie [Arc 2 – End] - 39
By the time Qing Yun left, it was close to dawn. He opened his phone and found that He Lan had sent him dozens of text messages.
He thought about it and gave He Lan a call.
It didn’t take long for He Lan to drive to pick him up. As soon as she saw Qing Yun, He Lan’s entire body was startled. This slightly swollen lips, neck bruises, and teeth marks all show what happened to the youth last night.
He Lan suddenly a breath blocked in her heart, mother, which pig took the cabbage she has been protecting for so long?
But after seeing Qing Yun’s calm expression, she eventually didn’t say anything, and just greeted him in the car.
Throwing a tube of concealer into the back seat, He Lan sighed, “Get it right, there’s still an audition today.”
“Mm.” Qing Yun picked up the tube of concealer, but it didn’t work. He quietly operated the power of his soul, and by the time he rushed to the set in a few hours, the marks should have almost faded away.
Qing Yun wasn’t in a good mood. Still, he instantly tossed Ning Qianyuan to the back of his mind. Instead, he looked over the script on the side, mulling over the role of the Ling Hua Xianjun properly.
He had taken the initiative to say that he wanted to audition for Ling Hua Xianjun. Qing Yun’s acting skills were not that good; he never deliberately disguised himself as someone else. His acting skills might even be worse than the original. But even so, Qing Yun was confident that he could play the role well.
Ling Hua Xianjun was very similar to that of Qing Yun, who was miserable in his early years and played by fate. He worked hard for a goal for thousands of years, but in the end, his efforts were in vain. Qing Yun knew how twisted the character’s psychology would be in the end.
After three or four hours of squinting in the car, Qing Yun had already arrived at the set when he opened his eyes.
As soon as he entered the set, he attracted the attention of the group of people. There was no blame on anything else, only that Qing Yun’s face was so eye-catching that people couldn’t turn their eyes away once they saw it.
There were even a few gasps of alarm, and the two field attendants who were holding something bumped into each other as they looked at Qing Yun.
“Excuse me! Sorry!” They bumped into each other but ended up forgetting about each other. Instead, they apologized to Qing Yun. The two of them were not new, they were used to the handsome men and women in the entertainment industry, but it was the first time that they were surprised by someone’s looks to this extent.
Qing Yun nodded his head while walking past the two.
Not only did the people around them not find this person rude, but they felt that it was only reasonable for someone with such looks to have such an arrogant personality.
Some whispering voices rang out behind Qing Yun.
“Who is this person? This face looks…tsk tsk, there’s no justice if you’re not popular in the circle, right?”
“It should be… Qing Yun?” One clearly recognized Qing Yun, but was unsure as he spoke, “He came over here to audition before, you’ve seen him before, haven’t you?”
“What? Was that Qing Yun? Are you kidding me? Why didn’t it look this good the last time I looked?”
“This plastic surgery can’t be done in a few days, can it?”
“It’s not plastic surgery, you can see his features and face shape haven’t changed, but it’s just stunning, especially when that look is directed at me, my bones are almost crisped… Hey, what are you doing?”
“Shh, let me steal a picture of such a gorgeous face!”
However, He Jie, who walked in the back, raised her hand to confiscate that person’s cell phone. She sharply deleted the photo before throwing the phone back. She condescendingly looked at the prop master in front of her: “In the circle, what rules do you not understand?”
Director Li had just finished shooting a scene and heard the commotion behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Qing Yun, his face immediately stiffened. To be honest, he promised yesterday without hesitation, but the evening back home, he had all kinds of regret. After all, there is Qing Yun’s vase reputation; at that time, how did he agree to it?
But thinking of Qing Yun’s momentarily chilling gaze, there was something hidden in Director Li’s heart that he was expecting.
“You’re quite early.” Director Li sized him up and didn’t go back on his word, “Get ready for the audition later.”
As soon as he waved his hand for Qing Yun to leave, a girl with dark glasses came over. Once she saw Qing Yun’s face, she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
She reached out, tugged on Director Li, and asked, “Which role is he auditioning for?”
This person was the writer of the Seal the Sky. She wasn’t the only writer, but she was the one who had the best relationship with the original author.
“It’s Ling Hua Xianjun, he’ll be auditioning later, and you should also come over.” Director Li instructed.
As soon as she heard Ling Hua Xianjun, this girl immediately covered her mouth in alarm. Then, she slowly circled around Qing Yun. In the end, she pushed Qing Yun towards the changing room: “You first change your costume, bring a wig. Go and change. After that, come to the audition!”
With this look, with this temperament, if you put on a costume, you’ll be immortal!
Changing into a white flowing wide-sleeved robe and putting on a knee-length wig, Qing Yun lowered his head and slowly looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes flashing strangely.
It had been quite some time since he had dressed like this, but changing into this clothing style again didn’t cause Qing Yun any discomfort.
Qing Yun’s eyes slowly changed, the influence brought to him by the previous few worlds seemed to slowly peel away from his body. He became cold and arrogant again, and with that came the hint of feebleness that came from years of lingering illness.
This hint of feebleness and the powerful air he was releasing closely blended together, gradually forming a different temperament.
On the one hand, it caused the beast in one’s heart to stir, while on the other hand, it made one tremble with fear.
The make-up artist who had just put on Qing Yun’s wig was now standing by the side, unable to help but feel a little weak in the legs. He felt as if he had unleashed a remarkable soul. He hesitated for a long time, his eyes shivered, but did not dare to draw on the face of Qing Yun.
The make-up artist forced a smile, and his voice couldn’t help but take on a little flattery as he spoke, “You see… there’s no need for make-up, right?”
He felt that this would ruin the face.
“Hmm.” Qing Yun nodded his head, got up, and dragged his trailing robe out of the room. The clothes were heavy, but they couldn’t trip Qing Yun’s feet in the slightest, as if he had been used to it for thousands of years.
The cold sound of the interlocking rings and pendants made his ears red. When Qing Yun walked out, the hidden fear in the make-up artist’s heart finally faded but instead rose a kind of excitement that made his heart pound.
He covered his face with a flushed red and screamed at the top of his voice: “Mother, worthy of being Ling Hua Xianjun, this face ahhh! To think that I could get so close to this face, I could die without regrets! Death under the peony flower and become a ghost ah ah!”
[ T/N: Peony usually refer to a beautiful woman, someone who attracts a lot of people’s attention. It would be honorable to die under such a beautiful flower, and even be a ghost.]
As soon as Qing Yun walked out, it calmed everyone down.
The people who were moving things, tinkering with props, or other crew actors, all forgot what they were doing and turned to look at Qing Yun. Even Director Li, who was yelling at the top of his voice, was stunned. His mouth wide open to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth, and when his eyes turned around, it stuck on Qing Yun.
Qing Yun’s cold gaze slowly swept around. These people felt a sting in their eyes and could not help but lower their heads.
Awakened by this glance from Qing Yun, Director Li raised his finger to point in a direction, unable to even speak properly, “That that, that way!”
Afterward, he felt terrible again, standing up and pulling the already petrified screenwriter beside him to lead Qing Yun, walking towards the audition room.
Qing Yun followed and turned around, his wide cuffs cutting a fluttering trail.
Everyone watched quietly as Qing Yun slowly walked through the entire set, and his footsteps seemed a little unreal. The whole person did not look like walking in a messy set, but rather like standing on the top of the highest mountain, lonely and untamed, looking down on the insects at the bottom of the mountain.
Walking into the audition room, several assistant directors and producers were already waiting there. Seeing Qing Yun entering the door, their reaction was simply even worse than those outside the door.
Director Li went to his own seat and sat down. He finally calmed down a bit on the way. Although the impact that Qing Yun brought him still remained in his heart, he was now looking at him with the eyes of a director.
Qing Yun’s performance was truly beyond expectation. Last night, the blank look in Qing Yun’s eyes only gave Director Li an inner shock. Still, today, when he appeared in this costume, he brought out the “Ling Hua Xianjun” from the play.
It was only then that Director Li truly felt what kind of existence the novel’s Ling Hua Xianjun really was. He was unforgettable for anyone who had seen him and made people unable to resist pursuing him and made them fearful. But the bitterness and reluctance hidden behind this powerful Xianjun made one’s heart ache.
“You…” said Director Li with a light cough, before continuing, “You’ve played your part very well, and I’m sure the few of you here agree with me.”
As soon as that was said, several people in the room nodded, and the screenwriter, whose head had just nodded almost like a chicken pecking rice.
“Now that you’ve looked the part, I believe no one can play it better than you, but…” Director Li paused, causing Qing Yun to glance indifferently at him. Director Li took a breath of cold air and said, “But I still want to let you audition for a part, not on the script, but in the original. You’ve read the original, right?”
After asking, Director Li felt regret. How could Qing Yun act to this extent and not have read the original?
Hearing Director Li’s words, Qing Yun frowned, he had indeed seen the original, but the plot that Director Li had chosen put Qing Yun in an unpleasant mood.
This was where Ling Hua Xianjun truly transformed from a continent’s guardian to a destroyer. Although the change of heart was huge, the lines were just a few short words. It was a very challenging scene, but Qing Yun knew he could act it well.
He only needed to present his true side in its entirety, because… there was too much overlap between the encounters of Ling Hua Xianjun and Qing Yun.
He desperately wanted to resurrect his dead clan, going so far as to become the continent’s guardian and slave for ten thousand years. Only to find out in the end that it was just a lie, that everything he did was in vain, that the world would not allow his clan to exist. So Ling Hua was furious and violent. After being rejected by the world, he chose destruction as his heart was broken.
Thinking back to this part of the book, Qing Yun’s’s eyes flickered, and tyranny run through these clear eyes. He instantly recovered the restrained anger and sorrow that he had felt when he knew that he had been rejected and deceived by the entire world.
Qing Yun and Ling Hua, who had been betrayed by the world they were born and raised in, now fused.
Director Li’s eyes immediately became bright. He stared at Qing Yun instantly, his body sitting taut and leaning forward as he looked closely.
The cold wind from outside the window blew in, lifting Qing Yun’s long, disheveled hair and blowing a chilling and sad atmosphere to every corner of the room.
In the center of sorrow, the young man looked down at his palm as if he saw everything he possessed slowly drain from his hand, drop by drop, leaving it clean.
Then, he dropped his hand, allowing the wide-sleeved robe to cover the palm that seemed to be dripping with blood. Qing Yun slowly tilted his head up, revealing his slender and fragile neck. The expression on his handsome face was so beautiful that people didn’t dare to look directly at him, only to hear him softly murmur, “Then… destroy it…”
After saying this, the violence and sorrow in his eyes dissipated without a trace. The pair of eyes seemed to have become a device that could only see; there was nothing in them.
But everyone who saw these eyes understood that there was a desire for destruction hidden here.
If I can’t have it, no one can. That’s how Qing Yun’s’s revenge will be taken, even if it means crushing the body and soul to pieces.
“Pa” Someone was too emotional; their trembling hand accidentally whisked the cup to the ground. The sound immediately interrupted the previous sad heartache and fear atmosphere.
Qing Yun instantly came out of the state he was just in, and his entire breath eased up quite a bit, also giving the few people in the room to breathe.
Bai Xiyan had other appointments today, so he didn’t come to the crew until noon. But he was also considered a popular youngster, so others couldn’t say anything if he came late. As soon as he arrived at the crew, he noticed something wrong with the atmosphere today, everyone seemed to be working on the task at hand as usual, but they were obviously a little distracted, their eyes empty and their thoughts unclear.
He looked up at the set; no scene was being filmed. Director Li was sitting with a few writers in a serious discussion and didn’t notice his arrival.
Bai Xiyan’s mouth stiffened, his mind slowly pondering what had happened to this crew. He had gotten the lead role in this drama a few days ago, and Director Li was quite impressed with him, so it wasn’t as if he was deliberately treating him coldly.
Thinking like this, Bai Xiyan raised his hand to stop a make-up artist who hurriedly walked by, “Brother Lin? What’s going on today? Everyone seems a little off?”
Upon hearing Bai Xiyan’s question, this make-up artist became visibly excited and even danced a bit, “Someone is auditioning for Ling Hua Xianjun, that face! That face oh!”
At the news, Bai Xiyan was stunned but immediately put on a smile and asked, “Who is the person who came to the audition? Maybe I know him.”
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