"Forced Love.txt"

The director's team worked fast on postproduction, releasing the first episode's video in just three days.

Fans who had been too busy to watch generally watched these edited highlights.

Whether the director had completely given up or not, he really had turned it into a dating show.

He even added suggestive background music to the part with the two sets of matching pajamas. The editor might not have meant anything by it, but the viewers read into it.

Xinghan CP shot up to second place among shipping supertopics, appearing beneath all kinds of videos.

A few talented people even edited the clip of Pei Hanmo waking Chu Xinghui into an after-sex scene.

Chu Xinghui had gained quite a few fans through this variety show.

But he had also underestimated the power of Pei Hanmo's fans.

As soon as the video aired, his Weibo comments filled with abuse, demanding that he leave Universal Entertainment.

[What talent do you even have?]

[Honestly, if that's all you've got, I could do it too.]

[Barf. Bro, stop freeloading in showbiz. Can't you just be a good boy and live as an ordinary person?]

[Already twenty-five and still acting young. Aren't you disgusting?]

Having memorized his lines, Chu Xinghui had nothing to do, so he read the insults beneath his Weibo posts as he ate.

"Bro, aren't you angry?"

Watching Chu Xinghui read with relish, Gu Kai couldn't help asking.

His bro didn't seem angry about these insults at all?

These people were unleashing their ultimate attacks right in his face!

"What's there to be angry about?"

Chu Xinghui shoveled another mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed happily.

"These are pretty entertaining."

Oh no, had Chu Xinghui been scared stupid?

Gu Kai picked up his phone, glanced at the comments, then peacefully closed his eyes for a moment.

Today was their first day on the set of Please Love Me a Little More. After eating, the two got into the car headed for the set.

"Hello, Director. This is our Xinghui."

Meeting a proper director for the first time, Gu Kai bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

"No need for that, no need. Xinghui, right? Go try out your makeup first."

The director looked very young. He led him to the makeup room.

"This is the makeup room for the regular cast. The one next door is for the leads. You don't mind, do you, Xinghui?"

Because Pei Hanmo had signed Chu Xinghui himself, the director was still a little wary of him.

"Sure. Thank you, Director."

Chu Xinghui nodded and entered the makeup room without a single complaint.

Inside was a young woman in a Lolita dress, talking on the phone in an extremely bold voice.

"Fuck! Who dares break up my ship! I'll put them so far in the ground the grass on their grave will reach the sky! Fuck! My Xinghan ship is absolutely the biggest!"

Seeing someone come in, she immediately hung up, covered her mouth, and gave a shy little laugh.

"Haha, sorry about that. You're... holy shit, Chu Xinghui!"

She ran over to her cast list and started flipping through it.

Having just entered, Chu Xinghui felt as though he had heard something he shouldn't have. The corner of his eye twitched twice before he walked over and sat in the makeup chair.

"Hello, I'm Chu Xinghui. Are you the makeup artist?"

The girl covered her face and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes! I never expected you to be acting here. Let me do your makeup, hahahaha."

Her laughter grew increasingly unrestrained, the corners of her mouth practically reaching up to say hello to the sun.

On her phone beside her, its screen still lit, was the message she had just sent.

[Cutie Pie: Fam, I just finished writing. Come and eat.]

Attached below was a file labeled "Dual-sex," "Forced Love," "Xinghan," "Explicit Sex."txt.

What the hell?

Chu Xinghui looked away. Of all the terms there, Xinghan was the only one he knew.

The girl picked up a makeup palette and dragged a chair over to sit beside Chu Xinghui.

"Mr. Chu, we might need you to wear bright red contacts. This character is a street punk, so he needs a bit of a roguish edge."

"No problem."

Chu Xinghui made an OK gesture and watched in the mirror as the girl painted here and there on his face.

"You have a really good base to work with, Mr. Chu. Such fair skin."

The girl smiled at Chu Xinghui, but her eyes shone with excitement.

So fair... I wonder if he'd turn red when he and Pei Hanmo did it until he couldn't get out of bed~

Chu Xinghui noticed the strange look, but didn't pay much attention.

She was a shipper, after all. What bad intentions could she possibly have?

Once his makeup was done, Chu Xinghui walked out of the makeup room.

He was just about to ask the director how the look was when he noticed that all the crew members who had been setting up the scene had stopped in their tracks and were staring straight at him.

He wore a black wig, with two solid-red studs in his ears and a scar drawn through one sharp brow. It didn't detract from his original handsomeness, only adding a roguish air. Combined with his black fingerless gloves and the black collar around his neck, he actually bore a fifty- to sixty-percent resemblance to the character in the book.

"Good. Good, good, good!"

The director ran over to Chu Xinghui, held his shoulders, and looked him up and down for a long time before nodding emphatically.

"Not bad. This look really works."

"Of course it does. Just look at who did his makeup."

The makeup artist came out of the makeup room and admired her work once again.

The character Chu Xinghui played was called Hui. Yes, just that one word: Hui.

He had fought his way through life since childhood and had no name of his own, but his friends all called him Hui, so he had adopted that name.

He had a stray cat he was very fond of, and the two lived together in a rented apartment.

Because the female lead often fed the cat, Hui met her, Lin Wan, in an alley one day after he couldn't find the cat.

He was moved by the female lead's gentleness.

Just as everyone was praising Chu Xinghui's makeup, the door to the male lead's makeup room opened.

The person who emerged wore a suit, dressed like a domineering CEO.

But no matter how you looked at him, he looked like a real estate agent.

Fan Weicai had heard the praise outside while he was in the makeup room.

Although he didn't know who it was for, as the male lead, he would surely receive even more praise when he stepped out.

But when he came out, not a single admiring sound greeted him. Everyone merely looked at him in silence.

What was that supposed to mean?

His gaze flicked toward Chu Xinghui, who stood in the middle of the crowd, and the disdain in his eyes grew more obvious.

He was just a minor actor who had climbed his way up through a sugar daddy. What made him think he could compare to him?

He walked over to the director and asked,

"How do I look?"

"Pretty... good?"

The director maintained a stiff smile, barely managing to squeeze out those words.

What was with that expression?

Fan Weicai had spent ages admiring himself in the mirror before finally coming out, satisfied.

He headed toward Chu Xinghui.

Chu Xinghui took a step back, silently reciting,

Through Ba's bleak mountains and Chu's dreary streams, old geezer, don't you walk toward me!

Nevertheless, Fan Weicai came to a stop in front of Chu Xinghui and held out his hand.

"Hello, you're Chu Xinghui, right? My name is Fan Weicai. I'm the male lead of this drama. I hope we can get along well."

He even put extra emphasis on the words "male lead."