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Translator: Abo Dammen After finishing his soup, Li Yuze still had to take a shower, and probably blow-dry his hair afterward. So he might not have a chance to use his phone again. He Zhiqiu thought for a moment, handed him the charger, and then returned to his room with empty hands. It was 3 AM. Hengxiao Entertainment, located in the heart of A City, was still brightly lit. Meng Lin was hunched over in the conference room on the top…- 59.4 K • Ongoing
- He and Li Yuze had been friends for years, yet they'd never publicly acknowledged their friendship. Not that Gao Kui minded - it's not like there was anything shameful about it. But Li Yuze had always been particular about privacy, insisting their relationship was nobody's business. If he'd refused to acknowledge it all these years, why suddenly show up for a visit today of all days? Besides, it was New Year’s Day. A quick glance at the…
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- He knew what that person had meant. And he understood why he'd ignored the usual pre-exam nerves and become even more anxious. The second straw in the drink bottle remained untouched. Slightly nudging it with his finger, He Zhiqiu made it sway as if someone were sucking on it. Maybe this is the last time I'll use this to calm my nerves. Thanks to Tang Song for listening to my nonsense. Now there's... a third person who knows…
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- Many times, He Zhiqiu would think about Li Yuze. Think about what kind of person he was. Think about the things they had done together. But time moved too fast and showed no special mercy to him. Memories were slowly worn away, leaving only a handful of things he could still recall. Sometimes, He Zhiqiu was afraid of forgetting, so he got a notebook and wrote them down. The year, the month, how it happened—everything documented in detail. But…
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- He Zhiqiu’s birthday is on February 14th. It was just past midnight. 1:01 AM. He held the cake in his hands and opened his mouth as if to say something. But the words that came to his lips were simply "Thank you." He knew those two words were shallow, but given the nature of their relationship, what else could he say? He Zhiqiu felt guilty. At this moment, even if someone had asked him to say another word, he would have felt like he was…
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- "But..." Gao Kui listened to him finish and fell silent. "If you really get involved in his life and the media finds out, it wouldn’t be good." He hesitated before asking again, "But do you really have to get involved in his life? Do you have to fall in love with him? I’m not saying this, but after all these years, don’t you think all the love has faded away? Even if you can’t be together, you could still be friends..." "I can’t be friends with him." Li Yuze didn’t wait for Gao Kui to…
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- Li Yuze had changed. At least in Meng Lin’s eyes, his ge had changed a lot recently. Not only was his temper much better, but even his attitude toward work had become noticeably proactive. Though all he had done was promote a new movie and accept an invitation from a director he’d worked with before, Such efforts would have been unthinkable in the past. Even the director who personally invited him was stunned, unable to believe that Li Yuze had agreed to the…
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- Some people have a knack for making things sound far too serious. This left He Zhiqiu unsure how to respond, let alone try to engage politely in return. Li Yuze seemed quite energized, likely because he had slept too much during the day and was now fully awake at night, like a night owl. Since it wasn’t He Zhiqiu’s place to force him to go to bed, he thought for a moment before handing over his script. “Help me take a look at this.” When it came to acting, Li Yuze had helped…
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- He Zhiqiu could see through his obvious compliance, and his hand holding the cake froze on the table. For a moment, he couldn’t find the words to say. Li Yuze didn’t continue on that topic. Instead, he took the slice of cake He Zhiqiu had cut for him and ate a few bites. The cake was indeed small, only about six inches in diameter. The black chocolate glaze wrapped around tiny crushed hazelnuts, and with each bite, it was a mix of bitter and sweet. But the cold…
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- Compared to those high-quality productions, the works shot in-house at the company inevitably fall short. The casting alone speaks volumes—at best, they could only afford an 18th-tier star with just a few hundred thousand followers on social media, half of whom are probably bots. As for costumes, makeup, and props, the production practically oozes a sense of thrift. The costumes have been worn by generations of productions, with one yellow imperial robe even sporting a few…
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