Make Yun Yaoxian Look Uglier

The nearby crew members found the new actor unfamiliar, but since he knew the director, none of them dared take him lightly.

The costume and styling teams gathered around to finalize Lin Fengmian's look.

As a producer, Sun Haoyuan had worked with the renowned director Huang Shihua for years, and the two were close friends. Back when they were casting, Huang Shihua had said he had someone in mind for "Yun Yaoxian," but a year into filming, his ideal Yun Yaoxian still hadn't shown up.

Sun Haoyuan had known it must have fallen through.

Now, hearing Huang Shihua's words, he knew this young man with the aristocratic looks was the Yun Yaoxian he had in mind.

"You know him? With looks like that, there's no way he'd be unknown in the industry." Sun Haoyuan glanced at Lin Fengmian, who was surrounded on all sides, holding the script and reading with his eyes lowered.

"Who do you think he looks like?" Rather than telling him straight away, Huang Shihua let him look for himself.

That piqued Sun Haoyuan's interest. He studied him carefully for quite a while but still couldn't place the resemblance. "I can't tell."

"Haven't you noticed his ears look like Song Su's?"

Sun Haoyuan nearly stormed out. Who the fuck looked at someone's ears to figure out who they resembled?

"Don't tell me he's Song Su's son?" Sun Haoyuan lowered his voice. With backing that powerful, if he entered the industry, all the entertainment world's resources would be laid at his feet for him to choose from. It would be hard not to become a star.

It wasn't that Song Su's influence extended that far, but that he was also Mr. Lin's son.

With even the slightest connection to the Lin Family, every approval would get the green light.

There would be no need to seek investment, either. Investors would come sniffing around, worried they hadn't put in enough. Even if they ended up losing a fortune, they would cheerfully say it was fine and offer to invest again next time.

After all, a chance to curry favor with the Lin Family came once in a lifetime. Those investors were shrewder than devils, and no one calculated their interests more keenly.

Huang Shihua merely gave him a look that said he could work it out himself.

Sun Haoyuan went wild with joy. "I..."

Huang Shihua shook his head at him. "Keep this between us. Don't spread it around. The third male lead doesn't have many scenes, just a few days' work. Make sure everyone cooperates and nothing goes wrong."

Sun Haoyuan nodded. "Leave it to me. I'll make sure he feels right at home."

Huang Shihua patted his friend's shoulder. "No need to go that far."

"What do you think about making him the male lead in my next project? I feel like even getting investment from the Xia Corporation wouldn't be a problem." Sun Haoyuan was preparing his next project and had been worrying about investment.

Investment from the Xia Corporation was the hardest to secure in the industry, but once it invested, there was no need to worry about funding drying up.

Now, Sun Haoyuan looked at Lin Fengmian as though he were a walking vault.

The corner of Huang Shihua's mouth twitched. "Don't tell me you've heard that rumor about the Lin Family's fourth son being President Xia's boyfriend too?"

Sun Haoyuan raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying they aren't?"

Huang Shihua recalled the first time he had seen Lin Fengmian and Xia Qinghe at the Lin family home.

It had been Song Su's fiftieth birthday. She hadn't made a big occasion of it, only inviting a few close friends over for a get-together.

The pressure of filming had made him a heavy smoker. Having gone quite a while without a cigarette, he had sought out a secluded spot to have one, only to find two exceptionally good-looking young men on the balcony, holding each other, their faces very close.

At first, he had thought they were kissing, but then he realized they weren't. They were simply talking close together.

But they were so wrapped up in each other that he wouldn't have believed they weren't a couple.

Still, they had never confirmed their relationship to him, so he certainly couldn't go around telling people. "They're just really close buddies."

"Oh, I see." The more Sun Haoyuan looked at Lin Fengmian, the more he liked him. Whether he and President Xia were close buddies or a couple, as long as he brought funding to the production, Sun Haoyuan would happily call him Daddy.

The Lin Family already had good genes, with handsome men and beautiful women. Add Song Su's genes, and the buffs were maxed out-especially since Lin Fengmian had inherited the best genes from both families.

On top of that, he had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his upbringing had shaped his bearing. Once his look was complete, everyone present fell silent at once, holding their breath as they stared at the unattainable "Yun Yaoxian" before them.

It was as though they were seeing that spoiled second-generation immortal who lived in the Floating Heavenly Palace, spending his days eating, drinking, and enjoying himself-distant beyond reach and indescribably noble.

Everyone looked back at the female lead, whom they had always considered quite beautiful, and suddenly felt that someone like her was nowhere near enough to win Yun Yaoxian's heart.

Huang Shihua frowned. "Xiaoying, stand next to Yun Yaoxian. Let me take a look."

Huang Xiaoying's temples twitched. Could she refuse? She felt that standing over there would be asking to be humiliated.

"Hurry up," Huang Shihua urged.

Huang Xiaoying reluctantly shuffled over and stood beside Lin Fengmian. Instantly, she looked like a maid by comparison-and the kind who tended the stove, at that.

The director, producer, screenwriter, and the novel's author, Fan Jing, all fell silent.

Fan Jing suddenly wanted to lift off the top of her skull and see why, when writing this novel, she had thought Yun Yaoxian, the greatest beauty in the Immortal Realm, would fall for a little mortal girl!

Huang Xiaoying raised her hand. She had something to say, and Huang Shihua told her to go ahead.

"I think Yun Yaoxian is too ethereal. The female lead wasn't good enough for him, so she chose the male lead instead."

Everyone: "..." That made so much sense they wanted to argue but couldn't find a single point to challenge.

If those two weren't standing together, they wouldn't have thought anything was wrong.

But now that they really were standing together, it felt as though the female lead simply didn't know a good thing when she saw it if she didn't choose Yun Yaoxian.

But filming was nearly finished. Replacing the male lead was impossible, and replacing the female lead even more so. Lin Fengmian would just have to suffer for it.

Huang Shihua wiped his face, looking weathered. "Stylist, make Yun Yaoxian look a little uglier."

The stylist felt that the director was desecrating the most perfect work of his life, but... in the end, he still followed the director's instructions.

"Ms. Xiaoying, sorry for the trouble, but could you step aside?"

Huang Xiaoying had wanted to leave ages ago. Standing beside Lin Fengmian was far too much pressure.

She had no idea what sort of heavenly beauty could possibly be worthy of him.

After asking Huang Xiaoying to move away, the stylist raised his phone, ready to preserve his crowning achievement, only to discover that everyone around him had been even quicker.

Flashes lit up the studio, so bright that Lin Fengmian closed his eyes.

Once the photos were taken, the stylist sighed as he held his tools, completely at a loss as to where to start. "Handsome, what's your name?"

Lin Fengmian had gone to bed late the night before, gotten up early that morning, and spent half the day on a plane. He was so sleepy that his head kept nodding.

Squatting nearby, Lin Sui answered for him. "His name is Lin Fengmian. It's his first time acting, so please look after him."

"He'll definitely be a star someday," the stylist said.

He had seen countless celebrities: beautiful, handsome, androgynous, world-weary... he had seen every type, but never anyone like Lin Fengmian.

With that face alone, he wouldn't need acting skills to make countless people fall at his feet.

The stylist had touched his face while applying makeup just now, too. There was absolutely no cosmetic work involved. He had been born looking like this. How much must heaven favor him?

Lin Sui didn't dare tell the stylist that whether Lin Fengmian became famous wasn't up to them, or even the fans. He could only become famous if he wanted to.

There were no other reasons, only these:

First, he was lazy.

Second, he had a close buddy who wasn't short of money.

Third, if he didn't want to become famous, the Lin Family had plenty of ways to suppress the buzz.