A Mop Stained With Shit Is Like Lu Bu Reborn

If the spring breeze had pity for flowers, could it grant me youth again.

It's just that even if I could go back, it wouldn't feel like being truly young again.

It's like seeing your white moonlight again, but no longer lowering your head and blushing out of shyness.

"But it's a fine autumn day~"

Huh?

Reciting poetry?

Old Zhou scratched his ear, thinking, what kind of trick is this little lunatic up to now?

However, glancing at An Luning's retreating back, a strange smile spread across his face.

He was Bai Youlou's agent, how could he not know that this kid had confessed to her?

An agent's job is to know all the artist's information, otherwise, if something were to blow up, there would be no preparation.

"White moonlight? Goddess?"

As soon as this guy opened his mouth, Bai Youlou guessed what kind of nonsense he was about to spew.

A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory; that's one of the commonalities between him and Old Zhou.

To be honest, there was a reason why the two of them could partner up so "intimately" so quickly.

"What bullshit white moonlight, she's just the ceiling I hit when I first started developing feelings."

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang would never have believed that the bowl of pearl, jade, and white jade soup was just a bowl of rotten cabbage soup.

It's just lust at first sight, plus a bit of inferiority complex. You put a halo of divinity on a girl, and under the sediment of unrequited love, she becomes white moonlight, and you become a slave to the light.

"Heh heh." Old Zhou let out a scoff. The dog was still playing tough.

A ceiling? Your ceiling is a bit too high, isn't it? It's hit the absolute limit!

He was inexplicably enthusiastic about digging into these awkward moments of Bai Youlou's.

It was a constant reminder that this kid hadn't gone completely mad.

Otherwise, he would always feel disillusioned.

Just now, in Director He's office, Bai Youlou's performance had surprised him again. Who the hell was the veteran here?

"Stop looking, she's already far away. Listen to me, no matter how much you stare, she's not yours~"

Old Zhou extended a chubby hand and patted his shoulder.

It looked like comfort, but it was actually poking at the wound.

Damn, this guy's words were so damn hurtful!

"She has a crush on me!" Bai Youlou suddenly said with great certainty.

Old Zhou: ???

"She seems to be treating you like air..."

"That means she can't live without me. Can you live without air?"

Alright, alright!

So that's how we're playing?

Just as Bai Youlou was talking big, and Old Zhou was about to turn into a contrarian and have a good discussion about "what the hell constitutes a crush,"

An Luning turned back.

She had already walked more than twenty meters away, but she hesitated for a moment before resolutely turning around and walking towards Bai Youlou.

Perhaps because she turned too quickly, she almost tripped herself.

Coincidentally, during this process, she happened to overhear Bai Youlou's words, "She has a crush on me."

Her small face involuntarily flushed slightly, but it was mainly out of anger.

She hadn't expected Bai Youlou to speak about her like that behind her back.

Bai Youlou: I was just talking big, you go on your way, girl!

Seeing her expression, he knew it was bad. He muttered helplessly, "The plot is loading."

Old Zhou looked confused, "What the hell?"

"A beauty causing disaster, right? We've entered the film academy map, and we've met such a beautiful girl... I bet you a hundred bucks, within a minute, someone decent-looking will definitely jump out to seek attention, believe it or not?"

"Why?"

"Someone as handsome as me is usually the protagonist~"

"Bullshit..."

This explanation was too damn fantastical. Old Zhou found it very strange, but as a man, he declared that he would definitely accept Bai Youlou's challenge.

A bet is a bet!

He directly took out a hundred-dollar bill and slapped it into his palm.

Suddenly, he came to his senses and exclaimed, "Chekhov's Gun?"

Bai Youlou smiled, "You've learned well~"

Old Zhou felt a strange sense of being lectured and pouted, "Damn, I wasn't any worse than you in school!"

An Luning, who had only been slightly blushing before, was now beet red from their conversation.

It wasn't shyness, it was anger.

She, who had always been the center of attention wherever she went, was being ignored like this for the first time.

It was one thing for Old Zhou to have his back to her, but Bai Youlou was actually standing in front of her, talking at length, completely disregarding her.

As for the content of their conversation...

She'd skip the part where they praised her beauty; she'd heard that her whole life.

Before An Luning could even scoff at the other parts, the word "NPC" truly refreshed her understanding.

Dressed in a suit, with polished leather shoes and meticulously styled hair, he was also handsome, a popular fair-skinned young star with a warm smile.

As soon as this guy appeared, he immediately walked over to An Luning and started with pleasantries.

"Luning, long time no see, it's truly an honor to be able to collaborate with you..."

Before he could finish, the "NPC" noticed An Luning looking at him strangely.

Her already large eyes widened, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

NPC: ???

What's going on? Could it be... A flicker of joy lit up his eyes!

In this situation, even his voice subconsciously deepened, taking on a breathy quality, "This is truly wonderful..."

At this moment, Old Zhou, An Luning, and even Bai Youlou himself were somewhat shocked.

Chekhov's Gun had truly fired!

Bai Youlou: Damn, I was just kidding!

That "NPC" quickly noticed the conspicuously out-of-place Bai Youlou, glancing at him first, then looking again with some confusion.

Hmm?!

Not quite sure, one more look!

It wasn't that Bai Youlou's handsomeness blinded him; this wasn't the Bai Youlou from his idol days.

To put it plainly, he hadn't taken care of himself for a while. He'd only shaved hastily before coming out, and he hadn't even shaved cleanly. Honestly, his appearance was less refined than this "NPC."

His hair was also a bit long, clearly showing he hadn't had a haircut in some time.

Facing such a rival, the "NPC" naturally felt no fear, looking at Bai Youlou as if he were a piece of trash on the roadside.

He puffed out his chest and sternly shouted:

"Bai Youlou? What are you doing here?! I'm warning you, don't harass Luning!"

Very good, very imposing!

But the atmosphere at this moment made this guy very uncomfortable, as he realized everyone, including An Luning, was looking at him strangely.

It was as if they were seeing a sow climbing a tree in their village.

Forced to find some sense of presence by picking on a "loser" like Bai Youlou, he tried to shift the attention.

Old Zhou really wanted to light another cigarette and savor this classic scene.

However, seeing An Luning beside him, he withdrew his hand that had already reached into his pocket and felt the cigarette pack, ultimately pulling it out empty.

In front of such a beautiful girl, some things were just not appropriate to do.

The next second, the cigarette pack in his pocket was gone, skillfully taken by Bai Youlou.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, and casually put the pack back into his own pocket.

The entire operation was smooth and practiced. After finishing, he looked at Old Zhou righteously and extended his hand, making a "give it here" gesture.

Old Zhou helplessly leaned back strategically and forcefully slapped the hundred yuan bill into his hand.

Fine, he'd consider it a ticket to watch the show.

But while Old Zhou wanted to watch the show, Bai Youlou didn't let him off the hook. After a moment's thought, he looked at him, "Who is this guy?"

Old Zhou scratched his slightly greasy hair and then briefly lowered his voice to introduce him:

"Lu Wenyuan, an artist from Starlight Entertainment, also an idol."

"And then?"

"What 'and then'?"

Bai Youlou looked at Old Zhou with confusion, as if surprised the other man didn't understand, then cracked his knuckles with a loud pop, "I mean, can I hit him?"

This action caused the somewhat arrogant Lu Wenyuan to quickly retreat a couple of steps, not out of fear, but more out of disbelief.

What the hell?

Seriously, people in the entertainment industry, throwing punches right off the bat is a bit much, isn't it?

Hey, hey, hey! Put out that damn cigarette!

Lu Wenyuan took another step back, realizing that after Bai Youlou lit his cigarette, he wasn't smoking it at all. He was holding the thing and subtly gesturing towards him.

Damn it, cigarette in his left hand, fist in his right – is he practicing both martial arts and magic?!

Compared to the fist, Lu Wenyuan found the lit cigarette more terrifying. What if he got burned in the face with it?

Fortunately, Old Zhou shook his head. "Don't do that. He's backed by a company. If you hit him, will his company cause you trouble?"

Hearing this, Bai Youlou seemed to "cowardly" release his fist immediately.

But before Lu Wenyuan could show any relief, Bai Youlou asked again, "How much trouble?"

"Well, it's not that much trouble," Old Zhou said, thinking for a moment with a wicked grin.

Damn it, he's already half-blacklisted and out of the industry, what trouble could they possibly cause?

What trouble could be bigger than what Bai Youlou was currently facing?

Clearly, the kid on the other side didn't realize how dangerous Bai Youlou, this "crazy" self-detonating truck, was.

Who else could you mess with, but him.

Do you even understand the value of a mop stained with shit being like Lu Bu reborn!