Most netizens clicked into the video with a sarcastic mindset.
Yet after finishing it, they suddenly felt:
Actually, it was not half bad?
The character setting was unexpectedly a bit captivating?
Why did they suddenly want to watch the actual feature film?
The scene that they had originally expected to be very comical had inexplicably turned into a genuine “this is actually good” moment.
Besides, Fu Juncheng’s looks were not bad to begin with.
Previously, Fu Juncheng had always walked the cold and aloof male god route under the guise of resembling Xu Yaozhou. However, it was nothing more than an awkward imitation that failed to capture even a fraction of the essence, making people feel annoyed instead.
Looking at it again now…
In the video, Fu Juncheng was wearing a denim jacket. Even though he was just standing there casually, he unexplainably exuded a bit of rebellious swagger, and even his voice carried a hint of that swagger. Until he drawled lazily with sarcastic mockery:
Simply an absolute nuclear bomb!
Was this line delivery even serious?!
For a moment, everyone was left somewhat dazed.
Was this still the Fu Juncheng they were familiar with?
However, Fu Juncheng had far too many anti-fans, compounded by all his previous bizarre antics, and his public goodwill was also poor. The comment section instantly polarized into two extremes:
“Stop praising him, you are making me cringe so hard. What can you even tell from a single clip?”
“People saying it is cringe probably did not even click on the video to watch it…”
“I also feel like Fu Juncheng’s personality is quite suited for playing a villain, haha.”
“To the person above, did Fu Juncheng steal the rice from your house?”
“Water army troops, stop trying to whitewash him. Didn’t Fu Juncheng ride on people’s coattails enough in the past? And now he is doing it again?”
…
“What is there to hype up here? Since Hu Feng was chosen, doesn’t that just mean someone’s performance was superior to his?”
“Plus one to the person above.”
“Ahhhhh, I love Hu Feng’s unhinged eunuch from before so much. Looking forward to Hu Feng’s new work!”
“Hu Feng played a villain previously that was also very captivating. I wonder if you guys have seen it.”
In an instant, the public sentiment flipped completely.
Quite a few people started spamming production stills of Hu Feng’s past roles, praising him to high heaven as if there was none better in this world or below, and claiming that his failure to become a major star was simply one of the entertainment industry’s greatest losses.
The moment Fu Juncheng saw this, he knew a company must have intervened behind the scenes, taking advantage of the opportunity to step on him in order to elevate their own artist, achieving two birds with one stone.
In his past life, Fu Juncheng had seen this kind of thing countless times. Looking at it now, he actually found it somewhat amusing, never expecting that he would one day get to enjoy this treatment himself.
Simultaneously, Zhang Chenze comforted him over the phone: “Choosing Hu Feng was the decision of the producer and several investors. I will go talk to them again and see if there is any room for maneuver.”
For things to reach this point, it was already quite rare. Fu Juncheng understood that the cast list had long been officially announced, and everything was basically set in stone.
Moreover, Fu Juncheng was unwilling to let Zhang Chenze offend people further over his own affairs; for a role like this, it was truly not worth it.
After all, if they tried to explain away that leaked audition video as an accident, it was indeed far too far-fetched.
After pondering for a long time, Fu Juncheng still could not resist asking: “That video leaked online, was that Director Zhang’s idea?”
The person on the other end froze and remained silent for a long while.
It looked like a tacit confirmation.
However, this matter was no trivial thing, and Fu Juncheng felt somewhat concerned: “Is it really alright?”
Zhang Chenze remained silent for a few seconds before answering: “Do not worry about this matter, it will not trace back to me.”
Fu Juncheng: “?”
Before Fu Juncheng could press further, the person on the other end hurriedly hung up the phone, leaving Fu Juncheng staring blankly at his phone screen.
A commotion instantly arose at the doorway.
Wu Jin stepped inside and caught sight of Fu Juncheng sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs and playing on his phone, playing leisurely and comfortably all by himself.
As if his mood had not been ruined by any other matters at all.
If this were in the past, let alone encountering something like this, even if he had gone just a single day without contacting Fu Juncheng, Fu Juncheng would have desperately clung to him and obediently owned up to his mistakes, making dozens of phone calls in a single hour alone.
Unlike this time, where he was so quietly composed as if nothing had happened at all.
The lesson he had intended to teach felt more like his own unilateral irritation.
Wu Jin’s gaze burned hot, yet Fu Juncheng seemed completely oblivious. It wasn’t until he glanced at Wu Jin that his expression abruptly shifted, as if he took strong exception to Wu Jin’s appearance, furrowing his brow even tighter.
Wu Jin let out a cold snort, his face darkening further: “You are living quite comfortably.”
Fu Juncheng shoved his phone into his pocket, wearing an expression of having more to say than he actually spoke.
Wu Jin’s gaze lingered on Fu Juncheng’s face for a few seconds, eventually landing on his delicate features and eyes.
Compared to Xu Yaozhou’s peach-blossom eyes, which always carried a thin, aloof indifference, Fu Juncheng’s outer eye corners drooped slightly, making his expression naturally prone to a few more parts of innocence, especially when staring back at him quietly, amplifying the pitiful feel even more.
Yet he was breathtakingly pretty, with red lips and white teeth, resembling a rare, well-behaved little fox in this world.
Right now, however, Fu Juncheng knitted his brows with a complex expression. The watery moisture in his eyes from his memories seemed to have frozen into a layer of frost at some point, an alienation Wu Jin had never seen before, bringing even a faint, uncharacteristic trace of sharpness to his clean, soft facial contours.
It was as if he had shed all disguises, too lazy to put on a shred of performance in front of him anymore.
Wu Jin suddenly thought of Xu Yaozhou.
Even with his aloof indifference, Xu Yaozhou had never possessed this kind of thorniness.
This realization made Wu Jin feel a surge of anger rush straight to the top of his head.
He was merely a pet meant to be manipulated at will; what qualification did Fu Juncheng have to be this arrogant?
Thinking thus, Wu Jin leisurely walked closer, laughing out of extreme anger: “Is there nothing you want to say to me?”
He wanted Fu Juncheng to beg him, just like before.
As long as he was willing, Fu Juncheng would give him anything and do anything for him.
Fu Juncheng could not be bothered to dodge either, meeting Wu Jin’s playful gaze candidly: “Such as?”
Wu Jin raised an eyebrow slightly.
Fu Juncheng maintained a lazy posture. Whether because he was tired of standing or not, he simply leaned his body sideways against the corner by the window: “What do you want to hear?”
Neither of them spoke for a moment.
Even the air stagnated, resembling a silent standoff.
Suddenly, Fu Juncheng let out a scoff: “That role of mine, was it you who demanded my replacement?”
Wu Jin had previously given instructions that no one should say it was his idea.
Yet at this moment, he inexplicably did not want to deny it.
So what if he was the one who replaced him?
There were many things he could do, and Fu Juncheng ought to understand that point.
He could make a person succeed, and he could just as easily destroy a person.
Instead of answering, Wu Jin asked: “Why do you like that role?”
Fu Juncheng hesitated for a few seconds.
The one who liked that role was the original owner, what did that have to do with him?
How would he know why he liked it.
Therefore, after a brief consideration, Fu Juncheng casually fabricated a reason: “Don’t you think the yellow dyed hair styled for that role looks pretty cool?”
Wu Jin: “…”
The moment Fu Juncheng spoke those words, Wu Jin froze instantly.
Perhaps finding Fu Juncheng’s statement astonishing, even his normally well-maintained facial expressions cracked a bit.
Wu Jin pondered for a moment: “Your black hair looks just right.”
Fu Juncheng’s sixth-sense radar swiftly captured a certain message, instantly turning delighted: “Because it looks like Xu Yaozhou?”
This was the first time the two of them openly and honestly discussed this topic.
Wu Jin remembered that Fu Juncheng had once even thrown tantrums with him over this very point.
The other person did not respond for a long time, but Fu Juncheng had no patience left to keep waiting. If he continued chatting with Wu Jin, he feared he might not be able to stop himself from landing a punch right on him.
The more Fu Juncheng thought about it, the angrier he got. Given his current situation, he could not afford to kick up too much of a fuss, so he simply stated indifferently: “Whatever. I am not feeling well, I am going to rest first.”
Before coming over, Wu Jin had been waiting for Fu Juncheng to lower his head. Hearing him say this now, his brow twitched slightly, leaving him with an even greater reservoir of unvented rage. Looking thoroughly unconvinced, he asked: “Not feeling well?”
“Yes,” Fu Juncheng nodded with utmost seriousness. “Nervous breakdown.”
Wu Jin slightly narrowed his eyes.
Fu Juncheng: “Courtesy of you last night.”
If Wu Jin had not deliberately tricked him into going to Fu Dad’s place, he wouldn’t have spent the entire night sleeping poorly and nearly dragged Xu Yaozhou down into it as well.
Besides, Wu Jin should clearly already know that Xu Yaozhou had returned to the country, so how did he still have the free time to come pick a bone with him?
Shouldn’t he be riding horses at full gallop to hurry over and suck up to him?
Thinking of Xu Yaozhou, Fu Juncheng felt his hatred for the person in front of him flare up once more.
Such an adorable little angel, yet Wu Jin actually had the nerve to lay hands on him in the later stages.
One had to know that in the later parts, in order to win over Xu Yaozhou, Wu Jin had resorted to every despicable tactic in the book, with the most vicious being drugging him, solely because he wanted to see the beauty tortured to death by the effects of the drug.
Utterly shameless.
An image of some unsuitable-for-minors scenario suddenly flashed through Fu Juncheng’s mind.
Fu Juncheng: “…”
Spitting mentally with utmost contempt, Fu Juncheng cast a peculiar look at Wu Jin.
Living under the same roof as this kind of person was quite terrifying.
Fu Juncheng vaguely remembered that the original owner’s first time with Wu Jin was also because Wu Jin had accidentally drunk wine spiked with drugs at a banquet.
Thinking of this, Fu Juncheng immediately gnashed his teeth and said: “As for that dad of mine, I didn’t want him anyway. Do whatever you want with him, I am done caring!”
Don’t ever think about using this matter to threaten him again!
His black hair looks just right, is that it?
Understood!
I’ll arrange it tomorrow!