After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 194: Sang Emperor, I Did Not Steal Your Role

Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Sang Emperor, I Did Not Steal Your Role freewebnøvel.com

"Sang Emperor just hasn’t been filming for a while, how could his acting get so bad?" one of them said, disbelief coloring his tone. "Was he even playing a character just now? It looked more like he was reciting lines!"

"I heard Sang Emperor just took on a big movie recently. His acting couldn’t have become that bad, probably he’s just not interested in this role and did it on purpose."

"Tch, that just made it easier for Li Qingyan, that nobody. If you ask me, his acting is just so-so. The director praised him too much, probably because Rose Entertainment stuffed some money in his pocket. Disgusting."

A few minor actors who didn’t get the part felt very resentful, especially losing to someone like Li Qingyan who wasn’t that famous.

Li Qingyan wasn’t deaf; it was impossible for him not to hear their loud complaints, but he didn’t want to cause a scene and confront them.

He held back his irritation and planned to walk past them toward the exit, but as he was about to reach the door, someone pushed him from behind, and he fell to the floor.

His elbow hit the floor hard, causing severe pain. His face turned pale, and before he had a chance to look for the person who pushed him, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him.

A pair of large male hands reached out to him, but Li Qingyan didn’t accept the help and instead propped himself up from the ground.

He politely said, "Thank you, Sang Emperor."

Sang Shen withdrew his hand without a hint of the awkwardness from being rejected, but rather, he looked at him coldly, "No need to thank me, I was the one who bumped into you. A no-name artist stealing my role, truly nauseating."

The moment Li Qingyan heard this, his expression soured. "Sang Emperor, the director chose the role, I didn’t steal it."

"Oh, I just find you annoying. Isn’t your company’s president very protective of her artists? Go complain to her, see if she will stand up for you."

Sang Shen towered over him, looking down as if he was staring at trash.

"Sang Emperor is really harsh," Li Qingyan said, his face flushing with irritation. He couldn’t believe a senior in the industry said that to him, and he walked past him, head lowered.

Sang Shen’s gaze followed him, landing on Sang Qiao who was seated on a nearby chair.

He was momentarily distracted, expecting Li Qingyan to complain and for Sang Qiao to come over in a rage, even hit him if necessary.

But none of that happened. It seemed Li Qingyan didn’t say anything. The two of them exchanged a few words and then left the scene.

Sang Shen couldn’t help but smirk. Should he be thankful that Li Qingyan doesn’t like troubling his boss?

As the two figures completely disappeared through the entrance, Sang Shen turned and looked at the group of still stunned actors and coldly demanded, "Who just pushed him? Step forward."

"It wasn’t me."

"Nor me."

"He probably just didn’t stand steady and fell."

Voices spoke up, yet no one admitted to it; they were all beginning to feel frightened, not understanding why Sang Emperor was asking this.

"If you don’t clarify, none of you are leaving. I’ll check the surveillance and investigate one by one. If someone tells me who did it, I’ll reward you with an opportunity."

Sang Shen’s gaze swept coldly across the group of actors, carrying a clear threat.

Upon hearing the word "opportunity", someone immediately pointed at another actor and blurted out, "It was him! He pushed Li Qingyan, I saw it with my own eyes! He was jealous the director chose Li Qingyan instead of him."

"I didn’t, it wasn’t me..." The accused actor shook his head desperately, consumed by fear.

"And you think you can compete with him, when you just got assigned the fourth male lead, right? Don’t bother showing up for shooting. Give it to him instead," said Sang Shen coldly, instantly reassigning the fourth male lead role.

The person who spoke out had a delighted expression, "Thank you, Sang Emperor!"

Although the person who pushed was reluctant, he simply had no way to contend with Sang Emperor and deeply regretted his actions. Had he known that the Sang Emperor would stand up for Li Qingyan, he wouldn’t have dared to lay a hand on him.

The other artists also had various thoughts, and they silently acknowledged that Li Qingyan was under Sang Emperor’s protection and not to be provoked.

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When Li Qingyan left the building, Sang Qiao asked the agent to send him back first, and she then went to the set where Lin Weichen was currently filming a drama with a strong female lead.

In the early stages of the plot, Lin Weichen’s character is a weak male lead who needs to gain the trust of the female lead to have a say in the royal court.

By the time she arrived on set, Lin Weichen was lying on the ground seemingly breathing his last, a noble-clad man was standing by his side with his foot on Lin Weichen’s face, whipping him.

In Lin Weichen’s eyes, there was resentment and forbearance, yet he uttered not a sound despite the injuries all over his body.

Had she not known they were filming, Sang Qiao would have almost thought the whip was real.

"Cut! Very good, that’s a wrap!" the director’s voice announced.

Immediately, an assistant rushed forward to help Lin Weichen up and wiped the dust off his body while helping him off the stage.

A deep, red imprint of a shoe was visible on Lin Weichen’s face, difficult to fade anytime soon, clearly indicating how forcefully the man had stepped on him.

"Brother Weichen, the mark on your face is so severe, what about the next scene? It was supposed to be a light step, Senior Weng might have pushed too hard."

The agent couldn’t help showing a look of sympathy, although these action scenes inevitably came with some bumps and scrapes, every time Lin Weichen filmed with Senior Weng, he ended up hurt, which seemed somewhat intentional.

Yet, Lin Weichen never pursued it, not even bringing it up online.

"It’s nothing, he might have been too engrossed in his role and didn’t notice. We can just have the makeup artist apply more powder later."

Lin Weichen touched the mark on his face, not particularly bothered by the minor injury, understanding that some friction was inevitable during filming.

As the two of them left the stage, they noticed Sang Qiao standing nearby and almost exclaimed in unison, "Sister Qiao, when did you arrive?"

"Just a little while ago, that injury on your face..." Sang Qiao also noticed the shoe print on his face, her delicate eyebrows involuntarily furrowing.

"It’s okay, Sister Qiao, did you come to visit my set?" Lin Weichen cracked a smile and shifted the topic, fearing Sister Qiao would continue to inquire.

He subconsciously didn’t want to make a fuss, especially since Senior Weng wouldn’t have intentionally hurt him this badly, it wouldn’t look good if he made an issue out of such a minor thing...

"Yes, are there more scenes later?"

"Two more to go, then I can leave. Sister Qiao, I need to go change for the next scene, if you need anything just let Mao Mao know."

Lin Weichen spoke with a gentle demeanor, his tone carrying a hint of guilt.

"It’s okay, don’t mind me, just focus on your filming," Sang Qiao waved him off.

Lin Weichen then reassured, went to the changing room. Ever since he joined Sister Qiao’s company, his resources had increased rapidly, and this was the first time Sister Qiao had visited his set.

He wanted to perform well to show her that the six million she spent to pay off his penalty fee was worthwhile.