"What do you mean?"
"I mean you look completely lifeless, like you've lost your soul. Are you sick or something? If you're sick, go get treatment. Why are you here filming a horror film?"
"You're the one who's sick! Say that again if you dare!"
Wang Yue dropped the prop in his hand and marched up to Fang Cheng.
He thought acting fierce would scare Fang Cheng off. But who was Fang Cheng? He hadn't been afraid even when he'd faced all those scammers. What was Wang Yue compared to them?
Ha! Small fry!
He stepped forward too, planted both hands on his hips, and said, "I said you're sick and need treatment right away. What, are you deaf too? Looks like you've got a pretty serious condition!"
Wang Yue clenched his fists. Although he was furious, he didn't dare actually hit him. Fang Cheng was bigger than he was, so he would definitely come off worse in a fight.
In the end, Wang Yue backed down. He shot Fang Cheng a hateful glare, then took out his phone to trash him on Weibo.
If he couldn't deal with him, surely the netizens and fans could.
Having scared Wang Yue off, Fang Cheng sought praise from Tang Shiba like a little kid. "Wasn't I amazing? I'm telling you, I've mastered your approach. If I can't win a fight, I'll curse them out. If I can't win a shouting match, I absolutely can't lose on attitude!"
Tang Shiba gave him a thumbs-up. "You're freaking awesome!"
She watched Wang Yue's retreating figure, a charming smile curling her lips.
"He's almost at his breaking point. We'll make our move tonight!"
Tonight's scenes happened to involve turning make-believe into reality. Things were bound to get lively.
"I don't have any scenes tonight. Give me