The vampire love tragedy was personally written by the president, and Shi Touyu, as the assistant director, also made so adaptations.
A female vampire, who appears cold but yearns for love, falls in love with a human who lives under the sun. In the end, their paths diverge as she chooses to end her life under sunlight.
The brainless lines Qian just recited were from her final confession, where she bravely stands under the sunlight, watching the heartless male lead embrace another woman as he walks past her, then turns into ashes.
To Qian, this is just a foolish woman, falling in love with a scumbag, and then dying for him—a silly act. She’s too lazy to act it out.
But Shi Touyu used sothing to force Qian to co over...
After rehearsing the brainless play that made Qian collapse, Qian left the theater with a sullen face, followed by Shi Yu with a big smile.
"Leading lady, you were great today, especially that last cold glance. It was perfect."
"Stay away from ; I don’t want to forgive you yet."
"Co on, I still have those old photos of Minglang from his forr workplace, rare ones, of him doing the horizontal bar twist. Interested?"
That’s right, Shi Touyu used this shaless trick to blackmail Qian.
Her brother was not only a subordinate under Yu Minglang back then but also worked as an amateur journalist within the unit, occasionally taking so internal lifestyle photos, ones that Yu Minglang’s parents don’t even have.
Beyond that, there are quite a few of Yu Minglang’s photos from his school days.
"Shi Yu! Don’t think you can threaten with a few photos! I won’t forgive you!"
"Alright then, I thought you’d be interested in knowing your man’s favorite dishes, but forget it, hate all you want. I indeed used this to trick you and it’s unforgivable."
Shi Yu pretends to leave, but Qian calls her back.
"Stop right there!"
"Qian, I’m sorry, can you forgive ?" Shi Yu blinked.
Qian hates herself for being so immature!
Actually, she wasn’t like this before, but ever since Yu Minglang went all out to et her last ti and touched her deeply, his eyes of unwillingness at that last glance had imprinted on Qian’s mind, unshakeable.
She’s starting to reflect that she knows too little about him. If she had been less pretentious and cold at the beginning of their relationship, it would have been better. Now she wants to know more about him but hesitates to disrupt his busy work, leaving her longing in her heart.
And Shi Touyu, this sneaky little girl, took this opportunity to bring over a bunch of Yu Minglang’s photos to negotiate conditions with her. Not only that, she could tell her Yu Minglang’s habits.
To be quite shaful, Qian, despite two lifetis with him, doesn’t have as much intelligence on Yu Minglang as Shi Touyu gathered from her brother.
She learned when Yu Minglang was first injured, the ti he was severely hurt, nearly died, his bathing habits, where he washes first, and got many of his unit photos, each one more handso than the last.
"I forgive you, I’m such a magnanimous person, how could I hold grudges against a little girl like you?" Qian said, pretending to be generous.
"I knew Qian is the most forgiving!" Shi Yu imdiately blew a kiss, and Qian cleared her throat.
"Those photos, along with his favorite dishes—"
"That’s easy, Qian. Tomorrow’s the troupe’s official performance, can I ask you, in the last scene, when you prepare to ’commit suicide,’ to hug the male lead..."
"Shi Touyu! You shaless brat! Friendship over!" Qian imdiately changed her face.
What kind of joke is this? She already recited those childish lines; now you want her to hug a stranger? Never, no way, huh!
"The president playing the male lead is so handso, just a hug to express your conflicted emotions..."
"Get lost!"
"I still have more of Yu Minglang’s photos!"
"Nothing you have will work! I already feel disgusted playing a cheap vampire, and you want to hug another man? No way!"
Seeing Qian’s strong aversion, Shi Touyu had to drop the topic regretfully.
"Such a pity. Considering your popularity back in school, if you hugged him, our troupe would beco famous."
"I’ll light a sky lantern for you and make you famous instead. You believe it?" Qian was angry.
"Alright, alright, no hugging then. Qian, don’t be mad; I’ll give you the photos. You know, he likes almost everything except really sour things."
"Who said so? He often gets jealous!" Qian quietly noted the information. Seeing Shi Touyu’s curious face, her expression hardened.
"Don’t think I’ve forgiven you, and all other photos in your hand must be handed over!"
"Alright, alright..." Shi Yu agreed, though her eyes showed mischief. Her silly brother watches over Yu Minglang closely; she could take photos at ease.
Feels like Yu Minglang is an inexhaustible source of treasures. As long as she mines Yu Minglang’s gossip, Qian will do whatever she asks, even though Qian is a bit proud in her denial and always tries to be cool, but—
"I even have his picture arriving at the unit with a big red flower—it’s the only one, my brother risked his life to steal it. Want it?"
"Give it!" Everything about him belongs to her.
Shi Touyu felt secretly pleased, seeing this as mouth denying but body honest! Speaking of which, this describes Qian perfectly.
"Qian, perform well tomorrow; I’ll ensure my silly brother pays more attention to your Yu Minglang!"
"Who cares about him, don’t make it sound like I can’t live without him!" Qian is still pretending.
"Yes, our societal Qian is the most carefree, doesn’t care about such things—my brother also said there’s a picture of your man’s..."
"Give it!"
That night, Qian took out Yu Minglang’s phone number and looked at it repeatedly, without dialing.
Before they parted last ti, Yu Minglang ntioned he had to go out to negotiate a big deal and might not return until around the New Year.
Living this life, you’ll eventually have to pay back. Back when she was just dating Yu Minglang, she used psychology to analyze his personality, keeping him hanging, and now it’s all reversed.
Can’t find Yu Minglang...
Love seems like a battle with no real winner or loser. Who dominates, who suppresses, does it really matter? The process may be brainless, yet, without such a brainless process, is it still love?
The once proud, now annoyed female boss fell asleep with feelings contradictory to her professional teachings.
The troupe’s performance will take place at 8 PM the next evening, promptly at the small theater.
Qian thought that exams are coming soon, surely there wouldn’t be many viewers, and it’s best if nobody cos at all.
After all, to get so photos of Yu Minglang, she accepted such a brainless role—it’s all black history, black history!
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