Work ended around 2 a.m. in the morning again. So exhausted.
The day after tomorrow. Oh. Itās already tomorrow and I still need to join Director Luās production team. I feel even more exhausted whenever I think of it.
I seriously donāt feel like going.
For starters, I guess Iām suffering from post-vacation blues. Exhausted from work, I only feel like KOāing at home.
Secondly, itās all because a leader of my fanclub sent me private messages for five days in a row, warning me to be wary of my adversary since heās in the production team too.
According to her, my adversary should be an overlord who is eight feet tall with the physique and strength of Hercules, the malevolent face of Asura, and the evil voice of a devil. He was someone that could easily take my life with a mighty and vigorous sweep of his eight-foot viper halberd. Or he could be a vicious male demon with the body of a snake and the head of a man with green laser beams shooting out of his eyes and venom dripping down his tongue, in addition to his sharp claws and long tail that could sweep me up in an instant, snapping me to pieces.
But itās not like Iāve never seen my adversary before. Weāre from the same company after all.
Wasnāt he just a clean, pure, and delicate-looking young boy? He looked so soft and obedient. With a natural look, he seemed to be a little younger than me. Every time we met each other, he would greet me politely, his eyes sparkling with innocence.
After I described what I thought to her, she shrugged it off and said I was too kind, completely unaware of the dangers that walked this earth.
When I received this message, I was completely confused.
For starters, Iām already twenty-three years old and a member of the industry. What sort of dangers have I not seen before?
Secondly, Iāve seen the movie my adversary was in before. With that kind of acting skill, if he actually pulled that in front of me, then he must be hiding his talent on the screen, a damn big one.
Therefore, I sometimes seriously cannot comprehend the kind of love my fans shower me with.
Nevertheless, she did it out of kindness anyway.
<b><< Gu Yiliangās Diary ā Excerpt 2 >></b>
Iām a little annoyed. There ispretty cute.
Man, why did I write ācuteā three times in a row?
And now itās four.
If my little-miss-head-of-fanclub sends any more of those warning messages over, I can now make reasonable and confident retorts.
Nevermind. Itās better not to retort. Otherwise, it might trigger more dirt posts for my adversary since everyoneās got that reverse mentality. I, too, must have deliberately knocked on the door of his break room as soon as I was done with my wardrobe and makeup because Iād had too much nagging from her.
Thinking about it that way, I should thank little-miss-head-of-fanclub. Otherwise, I wouldnāt have noticed that my adversary is someone whoās easy to get along with, and also very cute.
That was the fifth one.
After we began shooting, I studied him as he acted opposite the male lead on-site. Ā Well, Iāll keep my impressions of him short and simple: if he has been pretending it in front of me all this time, then Iāll retire right now.
But if thereās a chance, I can teach him a little. Heās got spirit in those eyes.
The more I write, the more I feel like Iāve had my nose too high in the air. One should always be modest and know when to keep their cool. Gotta bear that in mind.
Oh right, he also knows that I donāt like sweet things.