Chapter 144: Transmigrated as a Scumbag in a Boy Group Survival Show (26)
Cen Yu instinctively covered his neck, but he hadn’t expected Jiang Jueming to act even faster, snapping a quick photo of the faint mark on his neck directly with his phone.
When Jiang Jueming thrust the phone screen in front of his face, Cen Yu’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest.
He had actually worried that Xie Jinshen had grown utterly brazen and secretly kissed him when he wasn’t paying attention—
However, upon seeing that the photo clearly showed a mark left behind by an insect bite, a weight instantly lifted off Cen Yu’s chest.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Jiang Jueming beat him to it—
“Nervous just now, were we?”
Pulling the phone back from Cen Yu’s face, Jiang Jueming slipped it into his pocket. “What did you think I was going to say?”
Asking a question he already knew the answer to.
Cen Yu thought to himself that this guy knew full well about his romantic relationship with Xie Jinshen, and had seen him walk out of Xie Jinshen’s room with his own eyes. The motive behind these words was practically plain as day.
Yet he just had to play innocent, turning around to ask him what he had assumed it was.
“Thought it was an allergic reaction,” Cen Yu replied without a moment’s hesitation.
“After all, it’s pretty cold out, so there aren’t many mosquitoes around.”
Jiang Jueming stared at Cen Yu’s stubbornly defiant expression. “What are you allergic to?”
“I’m allergic to pretty big things,” Cen Yu said, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Jiang Jueming. “Like big dumbasses.”
Jiang Jueming froze for a second.
In his memory, ever since his own popularity surged during the survival show, Cen Yu had always acted like a subservient, fawning clout-chaser in front of him. He had rarely seen the boy act with such sharp aggression.
This almost overlapped with the very first impression he had of Cen Yu.
Casual, careless arrogance, looking as though he didn’t give a damn about anyone.
In truth, the reason Jiang Jueming was standing in the living room holding a bottle of mineral water wasn’t that he wanted to pick a fight with Cen Yu. Rather, he instinctively felt it was best if Cen Yu didn’t go to Xie Jinshen’s room.
After all, with so many people around, loose lips were bound to sink ships, and it was inevitable someone might notice this “little couple.”
They had just debuted and were still in the rising phase of their careers.
The explanation Jiang Jueming offered himself for this mindset was—
He didn’t want the entire group’s future ruined over Cen Yu’s careless blunder.
“Just kidding.” Cen Yu looked at Jiang Jueming’s face and shrugged with a smile. “Not funny?”
“So-so.”
Jiang Jueming naturally sensed Cen Yu’s attempt to ease the tension. Clutching the mineral water bottle in his grip, he spoke up meaningfully after a long pause—
“For an idol, dating is a capital offense.”
Cen Yu put on an expression of sheer horror. “Someone in our group is dating?”
In the very next second, Cen Yu locked his gaze onto Jiang Jueming. “…Are you trying to give me a heads-up?”
“Is it you?!”
“…” Jiang Jueming truly couldn’t stand Cen Yu playing dumb and feigning ignorance like this. Still young at heart, faced with such shameless gaslighting and bold-faced distortion of the truth, he could only grit his teeth and say, “No.”
“I’m just reminding you.”
He seemed to feel that bringing up Xie Jinshen directly would be too deliberate.
Yet the news he had seen while surfing the internet earlier inevitably surfaced in his mind, and he couldn’t help remarking, “…They’re saying you and Gu Hanyin are old flames.”
Of course, the original phrasing online claimed that Cen Yu and Gu Hanyin were old lovers.
“…” Now it was Cen Yu’s turn to fall dead silent.
He cast a glance at Jiang Jueming, doubting for the very first time whether this young master possessed a fully functional brain.
“Gu Hanyin and me?”
He pointed at himself. “If I had that kind of background, would I still come to join a survival show?”
“…” Jiang Jueming naturally knew this made total sense as well.
After all, everyone had spent so much time together during the survival show. The fact that Cen Yu came from an ordinary family background and didn’t know anyone in the entertainment industry was common knowledge among all the contestants.
Jiang Jueming had only blurted out such words because during the gala, he had seen Gu Hanyin staring at Cen Yu time and time again.
He had even deliberately fixed his necklace when Cen Yu stood up… Jiang Jueming’s brain had simply turned to mush for a moment to say something like that.
After all, when surfing the web, he had seen many netizens claim that Gu Hanyin possessed a somewhat neurotic mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Although he masked it well on the surface, if one observed closely, they could spot subtle scars left behind on Gu Hanyin’s hands from washing and scrubbing them countless times. Occasionally, in leaked set photos from his shoots, he could even be seen wearing gloves.
Regarding such rumors, Gu Hanyin always claimed it was due to cold weather or other various excuses.
“…Then why did he keep staring at you, and even sit right next to you?”
Bypassing Jiang Jueming, Cen Yu walked into the open kitchen and grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge.
Unscrewing the cap, he took a few gulps of water. “Don’t people always say Gu Hanyin is completely impartial and unyielding?”
This was a jab at how exceptionally strict Gu Hanyin was during filming. No matter who came to plead, it was useless; attempting to juggle multiple projects was impossible, as he would simply berate them thoroughly and kick them off the set.
Cen Yu set the half-drunken water bottle down onto the island counter. “Maybe I’m a magnet.”
“Don’t tell me you think he took a liking to me? Wants me to star as his male lead?”
Thinking up to this point, Cen Yu genuinely wanted to burst out laughing.
“Is his eyesight that terrible?!”
Inside his study, Gu Hanyin was going over his script. Wearing headphones, he appeared to be on a phone call, yet he remained silent without uttering a word.
Leaning back in his chair, he suddenly decided to search up Cen Yu’s survival show online.
However, after watching for half an hour, he closed the tab.
Cen Yu didn’t get much screen time in the survival show, serving mostly as a background foil for the most part. While he looked somewhat eye-catching on stage, he didn’t feel anywhere near as vivid as the person he had encountered in real life.
Behind him stood a massive whiteboard covered in simple character relationships.
As well as the specific traits of those characters.
And beside the names of the characters sat the short character biographies he had penned.
Among them, the section for “Qian Aige” was the most extensive, far exceeding those of Sun Biao and Lin Meili. Although the primary character of this film was Sun Biao, and Qian Aige was more accurately described as a supporting male lead in name, Gu Hanyin had expended a great deal of effort on this character.
The Qian Aige in his heart was wild, imaginative, and unconstrained.
Possessing a reckless, willful streak paired with the street-smart cunning gained from scrambling at the bottom of society.
Thus, during the occasional moments when Sun Biao regained his sanity, Qian Aige could manipulate him, with the two of them heading together toward the destination in his heart.
It was just that so many chaotic, absurd events transpired along the way.
“Mu Fengyin actually mutual-followed him.” The voice on the other end of the line belonged to Ji Hengyun.
The two had been discussing a few script details earlier.
However, because Gu Hanyin was lost in thought, he hadn’t opened his mouth to speak for a long time.
“Mu Fengyin?” Gu Hanyin repeated the name. “Does he know Cen Yu?”
“Doubtful.”
Ji Hengyun spoke from the other end of the phone, “That group Cen Yu is in just won the survival show; before that, he was a complete civilian.”
“If he knew Mu Fengyin, it wouldn’t make sense for him to leave it completely unmentioned during the show.”
“Maybe they met at the gala?”
Ji Hengyun paused for a second. “Then he’s certainly no simple figure.”
Although Ji Hengyun and Mu Fengyin were essentially contestants in two different lanes, the assistants and staff under his management held fans of this top-tier A-lister among their ranks.
Naturally, he knew that the people attempting to latch onto this top-tier star were like carp crossing a river.
Those who could genuinely forge a connection were exceedingly rare.
If Cen Yu had merely met the man once at the gala and managed to make Mu Fengyin take the initiative to follow him, Ji Hengyun was indeed getting somewhat curious.
