Chapter 32: White Moonlight In Front, Melon-field Shrew Behind
Rise lost the last bit of “decency”!
“I understand the logic, but which grandson set up these hot search terms for me like #Chi Ye storms Screaming Night to save teammate#, #Chi Ye, captain’s responsibility#?”
Chi Ye was puzzled.
How is my “storming” even half a dime related to saving a teammate?
“Chi Ge, they’re all looking at us…”
Keke was sweating profusely and poked Chi Ye.
Chi Ye looked up.
Sure enough, the people gathered around him had scattered, with strange looks in their eyes.
Kiwifruit’s security eyed him warily, glaring fiercely.
Chi Ye: “?”
“It has nothing to do with me, I don’t know anything, I’m not close to them!”
The crowd didn’t believe him.
Chi Ye: “…”
Zhang Xianming, fuck you too!
“…Clear up the live performance area, time is running short, switch back to the live broadcast source quickly and continue the process.”
The chief director glanced at Chi Ye, his expression ambiguous, like a warning.
After being stirred up by demons and monsters like Peng Chen, Shen Qing Yu, Zhang Xianming, he had already developed PTSD toward the name Rise!
Damn it, Chicken Feet group, not a single good person!
The surrounding staff hurriedly agreed, security cleared the live performance area, and the host returned to the stage.
The red carpet process continued.
But the commotion here had been too big just now, and many big stars in the waiting area had already gotten out of their cars, craning their necks to look this way.
Chi Ye even saw the Empress Dowager’s curious gaze.
After making eye contact, he shrugged, indicating: I didn’t expect these bastards to pull so many stunts either.
The big stars who came on stage afterward were all absent-minded, hurrying along, not wanting to linger on the red carpet at all.
—Bad luck!
Of course, if some thought it was bad luck, others were bursting with curiosity.
With renewed cheering from on-site fans and media, a tall, pure-tempered female star walked onto the red carpet.
She wore a Miraggio glacier crack custom dress, cool pearl satin that flowed like tilted moonlight when she moved, her aloof temperament enhancing her already pure and innocent features even more.
As soon as she appeared, the magnesium lights around the red carpet revived like they had escaped the previous dramatic incident, flashing wildly.
Click click click.
“Sister Shang, look this way, look this way!”
“You Shu!! Sister is so beautiful today!”
“The nation’s white moonlight is here!”
The surrounding fans screamed, but Shang Youshu’s clear eyes wandered restlessly, her peripheral vision glancing toward the direction where the Rise trio had been carried off.
There were still faint sounds of commotion from that side now; she instinctively wanted to tiptoe to see, but her 15CM crystal stilettos forced her to abandon the thought.
She secretly regretted wearing these unlucky shoes today!
“Sister Shang, look this way!”
“The grass on the grave is three feet tall already, you’re late! Look at the shot!”
The media grew anxious.
A second-tier star accompanying her nearby also looked embarrassed, sweating profusely: “Sis, stop looking, they’ve already been carried away!!”
Shang Youshu: “…”
She turned her head back, a perfectly composed smile on her pure face, showing no discomfort amid the countless flashing lights.
Whoosh.
The lights flashed even faster.
Chi Ye watched this one of the Four Little Flowers, on par with Sheng Ning and Jin Xia, from below the stage, puzzled.
This is the unlucky one who hyped Meng Yixun, but Meng Yixun collapsed herself?
She doesn’t seem affected by Meng Yixun’s collapse at all!
Though that makes sense.
The internal entertainment Four Little Flowers each have different routes: Sheng Ning is the most aggressive, Jin Xia the little drama queen, and the remaining Shang Youshu and Shi Jinwei—one with the white moonlight persona, actually a pure entertainment seeker.
Rumor has it seventy or eighty gossip alt accounts of hers have been dug up, showing her enthusiasm for gossip.
She likes hyping newcomers, has boundless good temper, and her popularity is probably N Sheng Nings higher than the Empress Dowager’s.
As for Shi Jinwei… not familiar.
But insiders call her “Little Sheng Ning.”
Clearly not a good person!
“Sis, interview time, don’t zone out!”
On the red carpet, the second-tier partner reminded her, and seeing the interview shot approaching, he quickly puffed out his chest, straightened his back, and subtly pinched a stray strand of hair with styling gel hidden in his palm, a faint pine wood scent wafting.
Shang Youshu’s delicate nose twitched, instinctively thinking of the novel she read last night.
The male lead in it used a pine wood scented pomade…
She muttered softly: “What was it called again…”
“《Domineering Prince Be Gentle》, or 《Seductive General Got Me》… read too many lately, got them mixed up…”
Second-tier star: “?”
What the hell is 《Domineering Prince Be Gentle》?
Did Sister Shang stay up all night reading novels again?
He was speechless, afraid that if he stayed longer, Shang Youshu’s “aloof white moonlight” persona would collapse… though it’s already “common knowledge”… he urged her to hurry away.
Shang Youshu wasn’t upset, smiling sweetly as she waved to the audience below, poised and graceful.
The two left the red carpet and entered the inner field.
Chi Ye watched them go far, then looked back at the Empress Dowager’s position, checked the time—two more people, and it should be her turn.
“Let’s prepare to go in too.”
Chi Ye reminded Keke, and after two first-tier big stars passed, screams no weaker than before and flashing lights lit up again.
“Xia Xia! Goddess! Mommy loves!”
“Xia Xia is too beautiful today!”
“Why does Xia Xia always dress so conservatively, her figure is so good…”
Draped in a starry river gown, Jin Xia elegantly took the stage. Unlike Shang Youshu’s deliberate aloofness, Jin Xia’s innate nobility and pride were like a white swan, needing no performance—just standing there made others feel inferior.
Chi Ye rarely saw this side of her.
On the red carpet stage under the magnesium lights, the Empress Dowager seemed to transform into the venue’s most beautiful elf.
And her strongest edge over other little flowers was—a face full of regal allure, delicately seductive + a voluptuous figure that couldn’t be hidden no matter how conservatively she dressed.
Girls mostly hate Jin Xia because of her face, and even more her figure—any girl seeing it would feel jealous.
“She’s indeed stunning. This Screaming Night was worth it, saw many sides of the Empress Dowager.”
Chi Ye sighed, then suddenly noticed the surrounding magnesium lights and audience attention all focusing on him.
Chi Ye: “?”
What’s going on?
“Teacher Chi!”
Jin Xia walked the red carpet but didn’t enter directly like others; after confirming she was off-camera, she trotted over to him like a little elf.
“Teacher Chi, help me hold my train, let’s enter!”
The Empress Dowager lifted her long train to show, Chi Ye was stunned, glanced at the surprised, unexpected, or jealous looks around, then snapped back, walked over to lift her train, and entered the inner field.
“…”
The surroundings fell silent.
After a moment, someone sourly said: “He’s really eating that soft rice?”
“Heh, just holding a skirt, very normal.”
“By the way, seems Chi Ye and Jin Xia already have CP fans…”
…
Meanwhile.
In the inner field, Chi Ye and the other two entered, instantly shutting out the cold air, warmth hitting them.
He held the Empress Dowager’s galaxy-like train, glanced at her idle team members trailing behind, puzzled: “Why didn’t you come in directly earlier? I was about to.”
Jin Xia’s beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at Chi Ye, coquettishly: “I just wanted everyone to know you’re my friend, they can’t target you just because of Sheng Ning!”
Chi Ye: “…”
The Empress Dowager reasoned: “That bad woman Sheng Ning has a heart smaller than a needle tip, and this is her home turf—if I wasn’t by your side, what if you got ‘bullied’?”
Chi Ye nodded first, then shook his head: “Probably not.”
“Hm?”
Jin Xia was puzzled.
Chi Ye: “I’ve learned a few moves from Teacher Shi; in a real fight, she probably wouldn’t be my opponent.”
Jin Xia: “…”
“When did that happen? I want to learn too!”
Chi Ye: “…”
“Um… cough cough, Teacher Chi.”
Jin Xia’s peach blossom eyes darted slyly, seeing Sister Mi and other team members approaching, she quietly asked: “Did you buy the spring water?”
Chi Ye: “?”
Realizing, he understood the Empress Dowager meant milk tea.
“Not yet, afraid it’d get cold.”
“No problem, I drink it cold!”
Jin Xia’s eyes sparkled: “Get it later when you have time, no rush.”
Chi Ye was surprised: “Can’t you have cold drinks?”
Jin Xia: “…”
“Got it, I’ll put it in a thermos cup, so it’s hot!”
Chi Ye realized.
He was still too inexperienced!
Jin Xia’s beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, humming happily: “Yes yes! That’s the plan!”
Looks like she’s happy again!
“…”
While they chatted, Jin Xia’s team members approached, along with artists who had finished the red carpet and were “catching up” here.
Of course, with Chi Ye’s arrival, all eyes fell on him, and the murmurs gradually stopped.
Clearly, everyone’s topic was about Chi Ye.
Whether Jin Xia’s “anger for blue friend” earlier or the red carpet incident that just happened, destined to “shock” the entertainment industry.
“Chicken Feet team captain is here…”
Chi Ye vaguely heard a snicker, turned, and saw two familiar figures walking over.
“Girl, don’t say that, we’re all friends, not good.”
Lu Xiao Ming frowned and lightly scolded, but Lin Jingyi listened blissfully, feeling Teacher Lu was so manly.
“Teacher Lu.”
Chi Ye greeted him, then looked at Lin Jingyi: “Hearing you talk about food, hungry again?”
Lin Jingyi: “？!”
Teacher Lu: “…”
He coughed lightly twice to stop them from continuing.
Inside, he was equally curious like being clawed by a cat, asking Chi Ye the “person involved”: “What exactly happened?”
Chi Ye: “Which one?”
Teacher Lu: “…”
He was awkward but found the direct exchange with Chi Ye comfortable: “The red carpet…”
Dare I ask more about you and Jin Xia?
Jin Xia herself is right here!
He paused, said softly: “I saw Peng Chen leave with a gloomy face earlier, didn’t even linger in the lobby, no idea what he’s up to.”
“What exactly happened to him?”
Chi Ye: “Buddy came on stilts.”
Teacher Lu: “…”
He didn’t want to comment much, just thought Chi Ye’s mouth was merciless.
He glanced around, noticing others subtly watching, some wanting to greet.
Teacher Lu has good popularity; he was the center of chatter earlier, so his approach naturally drew attention.
Unable to say more, he sighed vaguely: “We’re all in the same circle… you and Sheng Ning, you know… sigh, if you need anything, tell me… I’ll treat you to…”
His words suddenly stopped, gaze oddly peering past Chi Ye to behind him.
Chi Ye was startled, turned back.
And saw a pure, flawless pretty face thoughtfully staring at him.
Chi Ye: “?”
Shang Youshu snapped out of it, then smiled silently, stepped back, poked the floor with her diamond-studded nail, surprised: “Oh, look at this tile pattern, so unique.”
Crowd: “…”
Shang Youshu blinked, looked up at the ceiling light: “And this ceiling light, like the 《Legend of Zhen Huan》 episode 48 lantern.”
The crowd was stunned, looked up.
She calmly turned, lifted her skirt, and quickly fled to her “mole safe house”.
I was just passing by, happened to hear and paused—mole stuff, how can it be eavesdropping?
Too bad, she actually got no gossip; that Chi Ye said nothing!
The crowd turned back, watching her skirt-lifting retreating figure in silence.
After a moment, Chi Ye looked at Teacher Lu: “This is the white moonlight?”
Teacher Lu silently: “Moonlight sliced open is sandy melon.”
Crowd: “…”
Jin Xia blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, puzzled: “If Sister Shang wanted to hear, why not ask directly? It’s not a secret.”
She had little interest in such gossip, couldn’t understand Shang Youshu’s mindset.
Chi Ye shook his head: “You don’t get it, stolen info is more thrilling.”
Jin Xia: “?”
“Cough cough.”
Teacher Lu saw them veering further off-topic, coughed twice, lifted his arm to check the time: “Time’s almost up, shall we go in?”
“Let’s go.”
“Mm.”
They nodded and entered the Screaming Night gala inner field from the entry lobby together.
Here, it was already set up, with many red-carpeted artists seated.
This year’s Screaming Night gala seats weren’t in rows but round tables.
Of course, round table positioning—front-back proximity—was still crucial.
Top streamers like Jin Xia, Shang Youshu, Sheng Ning generally sat at the front tables closest to the stage lens; slightly behind were green robes, second-tier young actors, little flowers; then second-tier traffic stars.
Further back were upcoming stars heavily promoted by major companies and platforms.
Middle-aged actors and big flowers’ capitals rarely attend such platform galas, not many came; the two first-tier movie stars/middle-aged actors present sat in the absolute C-position, even more central than Jin Xia.
Chi Ye was arranged at the fourth or fifth table back, actually forward of his current star power, but not by much.
Sitting here avoided rivals and bystanders mocking him for being elevated, while subtly boosting his status.
All in all, the Empress Dowager’s arrangement was surprisingly thoughtful, catching Chi Ye off guard.
As a result…
This surprise soon turned into a misunderstanding.
Because shortly after sitting, he saw 《Circulation》 Director Zhang slouch over miserably and sit next to him.
Chi Ye: “?”
“Why are you over here?”
Director Zhang: “?”
“Didn’t you arrange it for me?”
Chi Ye: “…”
Alright, he got it—this wasn’t the Empress Dowager’s doing; she wasn’t that “thoughtful,” and he’d rejected such an arrangement before.
Probably Sister Mi who set it up.
Hm… didn’t expect Sister Mi, who seemed indifferent to him, to do this.
“Um… I accepted it, how about that.”
Chi Ye took it in stride; Director Zhang was speechless.
“Alright, no more on that—just tell me, can 《Circulation》 be confirmed or not?”
Director Zhang looked him over, nodded helplessly: “Yes, yes, you’ve accepted it—who dares not confirm you? Living dad!”
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