After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 37 - : Can You Afford the Responsibility If You Hurt the Sang Emperor?
Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Can You Afford the Responsibility If You Hurt the Sang Emperor?
“My artist!” Sang Qiao couldn’t hide the pride in her eyes as she spoke.
This proud posture made Si Chenli’s mood shift slightly, “You like him a lot?”
“Who wouldn’t like a little artist who sings well and acts great? I started looking forward to ‘Whose Youth’ even before it aired.”
Sang Qiao’s words were clearly promoting the drama, but her attitude was so calm, it seemed as though she was just candidly answering the question.
[Director Li is really going to be pissed by Sang Qiao, haha, shooting a romance show without talking about love, just thinking about poaching talent and recommending artists from the same company.]
[Fu Xing really tries super hard, and the song he sings is very nice too, everyone should definitely check him out.]
Just then, the person being discussed in the barrage hurried over from behind, his forehead soaked with sweat.
Fu Xing spoke with a pant, “Sister Qiao, why didn’t you sit inside and wait for me? You could have watched me shoot.”
“It’s not convenient; I’m shooting a variety show. How is the filming going? Are you tired?” Sang Qiao looked at his obedient appearance and felt reassured.
“It’s pretty good, not tired. And who is this?” Fu Xing replied, sensing a gaze that had been staring at him the whole time.
“This is my partner on the reality romance show.” Sang Qiao finally remembered to introduce her partner to an acquaintance. Fu Xing was also an acquaintance of hers, so could this be considered mission accomplished?
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Si Chenli’s lips curled into a smile, his dark pupils gazing warmly at her, “Just a partner?”
His voice was beautiful to the extreme but sent chills down one’s spine. Sang Qiao turned to see the following cameraman and suddenly realized: They were shooting a romantic reality show and had to work hard for the CP vibe.
She changed her tune quickly, blinking, “Or maybe the person I’d like to spend the rest of my life with.”
“Sister Qiao, then I wish you get your wish.” Fu Xing’s expression was a bit complicated; he could tell that Sister Qiao might be playing along for the sake of the reality romance show.
But… that mysterious man might not be; as a man, he could see the difference in the other’s eyes.
Moreover, this man did not seem like a newcomer; compared to his own clothing and demeanor, the man appeared to be of a distinguished family, like a wealthy heir.
When he was with his original company, he was often forced to please such types, so he had developed a bit of an ability to read people.
[Will Fu Xing become very withdrawn, quietly asking himself: Why do you have to find me and feed me dog food if you two are lovey-dovey?]
[Here, I also wish Ah Li gets his wish!]
[Seeing this scene makes me want to thank Rose Entertainment for having good taste, taking in Sang Qiao and promoting my beloved Xingxing, not letting these two be buried by their original company.]
[Speaking of this, I just want to curse Strawberry Entertainment, climb for me! Burying two such shining artists, what a blind trash company.]
As they were talking, Fu Xing’s junior agent came running over in a panic to call for him, “Brother Xing, the director said there’s another scene that needs to be reshot; please come back.”
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Fu Xing knew the role was hard to come by and cherished it greatly, cooperating fully with the director’s shooting plans, but… it was not easy for Sister Qiao to come and visit the set.
He looked embarrassed, “Sister Qiao, sorry, I have to go back for the reshoot, I’ll find you later.”
“No problem, do well in the filming; I’ll come to watch you another time.” Sang Qiao patted his shoulder, encouragingly.
“Okay, Sister Qiao.” After Fu Xing left, the barrage went crazy.
[Sang Qiao patted Xingxing’s shoulder? How could she! Sang Qiao, let go of my baby, let me do it!]
[Qiao, do you know that because of that pat, Fu Xing will have to kneel on durians when he gets home tonight?]
“Upstairs, do you have any idea how many times Xingxing will have to explain to me later, and how many nice words he will have to say to coax me?”
“You sisters sure have vivid imaginations, hahahaha.”
After leaving Fu Xing’s film set, Sang Qiao took him to Lu Anchi’s set.
Initially she worried that Si Chenli might be impatient, but to her surprise, he was very patient and even asked if she wanted to bring some food over since it was almost lunchtime.
Suddenly, Sang Qiao felt that Si Chenli was a good person and not as bad-tempered as the rumors suggested.
After eating at a restaurant with the cameraman, they packed two dishes and a soup to visit Lu Anchi.
By the time they arrived, it was lunchtime, but the atmosphere on set seemed off. A group of people was crowding around an artist, while on the other side, Lu Anchi was getting up from the ground by himself.
“Sang Emperor, are you alright?”
“Lu Anchi, what were you thinking? We said to mark the position, why did you go so hard? If something happens to Sang Emperor, can you take the responsibility?”
“I’m sorry, Senior Sang Shen, I didn’t mean it, I… I…” Lu Anchi sounded anxious.
He had clearly controlled his strength, yet somehow the prop sword had struck Sang Shen.
“Do we need to call an ambulance?” Director Li looked worriedly at Sang Shen’s arm, which was immobile. Although there was no blood, he feared the injury was internal.
“No need, it’s a minor wound. Just needs a little treatment,” Sang Shen said, getting up with the help of others.
In the gap between the crowd, he saw Sang Qiao approaching and thought he was dreaming. He shook his head subconsciously, then saw her image getting closer.
Sang Shen couldn’t help thinking if she regretted not coming out last night to see him, so she came to the set especially to find him?
But the truth was clear to him, and there was no point in continuing the conversation with Sang Qiao.
However… this was the first time Sang Qiao came to visit him since she left home. Maybe she was softening?
Sang Shen put on an indifferent face, ready to speak, “You came…”
However, before he could finish, he saw Sang Qiao walk past him and stop in front of the newcomer.
Sang Qiao reached out to pull up the hem of his ancient Chinese costume, revealing his calf stained red with blood, “You’re hurt, why didn’t you say anything? Where’s the set’s medical staff?”
“Sister Qiao, I’m fine, it’s just a superficial wound.” Lu Anchi felt a bitter feeling in his heart.
At first, no one cared about him, and he felt his wound wasn’t a big deal, but now suddenly being cared for, it seemed to start hurting.
“The medical staff will be here shortly,” Director Li said after realizing the newcomer was also injured.
“Here, sit down first,” Sang Qiao advised, helping Lu Anchi to sit on a nearby stool, not once looking at Sang Shen throughout.
Sang Shen was so angry that the act of pulling out a stool was done with much more force, causing a screeching noise on the ground.
“The medical staff has arrived.” Someone shouted, followed by a doctor in a white coat arriving with a medical kit in hand.
The medic first went over to Sang Shen to bandage his wound.
As soon as he lifted the sleeve, a bruised arm was revealed. After a simple disinfection, the medic was about to head over to Lu Anchi.
“My arm still hurts a lot; wrap it up for me,” Sang Shen spoke casually.
“Sang Emperor, you don’t need bandaging. The pain is normal; just rest for a while and it will be fine,” the medical staff explained, implying that the bruise was minor and didn’t need any treatment, and it would heal on its own in a couple of days.
