One Useless Rebirth

Chapter 83: Getting into a Dispute (4)Translator: Sissy That Walk

The hype creating plan ended with a bang, and He Bai's popularity scaled a new high after heated discussions of Jun Chen's fans flooded the screen! Besides, He Bai finally attained a very important place in the entertainment industry and was seen an excellent and popular photographer who could take on prominent shooting work instead of the former talented newcomer!

From a retoucher to a photographer, from photographing unknown hosts at TV Station to shooting album covers for God of Song, He Bai rose to prominence from nothing like magic and caught the attention of people at the top of the entertainment industry immediately. Lin Xia hung up on the fifth person who called to sound out Yi Ka's opinion and sighed with joy and sorrow.

Happily, Jun Chen's album won such great popularity before it was officially launched, and Small Mermaid was bound to become a hot ticket accordingly. However, once the album cover met with success, He Bai would leave Yi Ka soon.

She sighed, picked up the mobile phone and dialed Zhu Ke's number, asking in a slightly helpless way, "Sister Ke, how's it going in looking for a new costume photographer…"

National Day was coming. He Bai temporarily handed over his WeiBo account to the staffer who was in charge of it and boarded a plane to D District with his luggage on September 30th.

It got cooler and cooler after the advent of autumn. He Bai straightened his collar, adjusted his mask and sunglasses, and appeared outside the shooting base with his luggage.

The shooting of Jiang Guanshan's new film Cheng's Army was shrouded in secrecy, and all the crew signed a non-disclosure agreement for this reason, while a strange young man carrying luggage suddenly turned up outside the isolated base, which made the security personnel on high alert. Afraid that the man was a paparazzi some well-informed newspaper sent, they hurriedly went ahead to drive him out under a familiar pretext, "Please detour. The road is under construction."

He Bai took off his sunglasses and mask, gave the security guards a pleasant smile and said, "Hello, my teacher Xu Yinrong assigned me to send some materials over. This is my calling card. Please notify Director Jiang of my visit."

Dumbfounded, the two guards took He Bai's card and had a look. Then they became friendly and smiled, "You turn out to be Mr. Xu's student. Director has been waiting for you. Please follow me."

He Bai nodded, hauled his luggage and followed them into the base.

On the set, Di Qiuhe finished his acting, took the mobile phone from Wang Boyi and turned it on, to find that He Bai still made no reply to his text, his eyebrows drooped unconsciously.

It was several days since last call. Little Puppy suddenly became busy and did neither answer his phone nor return his texts, even not mentioning that he would come to D District. It seemed that he had forgotten this thing.

He must be angry…

Di Qiuhe looked at a corner of the set and fell into a state of deep depression.

Tomorrow was National Day. Little Puppy might have returned home. Even if he rushed back to B City, he was likely to miss He Bai…

"Master Di, Director Jiang said that there would be tourists everywhere these days, so is our base. For the sake of secrecy, the crew can take three days off. Shall I book a ticket to B City for you?" Wang Boyi who had just asked about those things came over and said respectfully.

Di Qiuhe earthed to himself, cast a glance at his mobile screen and shook his head gently, "Don't do that. I'm waiting for…"

"What are you waiting for?"

A familiar voice came from two steps away.

Di Qiuhe halted and turned his head for he couldn't believe his ears. His eyes grew wide in anticipation when he pushed aside Wang Boyi who watched out for the sound and strode toward the young man carrying a suitcase. He kept a straight face and unconsciously clenched his fist.

"Why do you react in this way?" He Bai raised his eyebrows, reached out his hand to straighten Di Qiuhe's collar and pinched the bulging muscles on his arm, asking deliberately, "Are you braced for a fight?"

Di Qiuhe stared at him, and the part He Bai touched had an uncontrolled temperature. He cleared his throat, suddenly he stretched his arm to hold He Bai in his arms, rubbed his head against He Bai's hair, and said this while gritting his teeth, "Little Puppy, I hate such a surprise."

"You call this a surprise?" He Bai slightly moved his body, for he was still unaccustomed to his way of expressing happiness. He raised his head backwards and said, "I told you before I would come to see you on National Day, so it isn't a surprise."

Di Qiuhe raised his hand to hold the back of He Bai's head, pulled him back to his arms, and carried him to the resting chair regardless of his struggle and shouting. Then he squatted down, put his hands on the armrests, looked up to He Bai and said in a deep voice, "Little Puppy, I …"

"Wait!" He Bai patted Di Qiuhe on the head and interrupted him, turning his head to signal Wang Boyi to carry his suitcase over.

Having guessed who he was based on Di Qiuhe's reaction, Wang Boyi obediently helped him take the suitcase over.

He Bai thanked him, bent down to open the suitcase and took his camera out from inside. Turning it on and setting it, he focused the camera on Di Qiuhe who was squatting in front of him, patted him on the head and pressed the man, "Show me the look again, please. It's so charming as if a wolf sees its prey. It seems that you maintain the sympathy with the role you played, really awesome. My teacher assigned me a task this time. Be quick, please!"

Di Qiuhe who almost bared his heart on impulse: "…"

"Hmm," He Bai put down the camera and looked at him unhappily, "I shouldn't have praised you. Just in a flash, you turn from a wolf to a dog. Why don't you make a good showing? Show your teeth, quickly!"

Di Qiuhe started at him.

"Hurry up, or my vacation will be ruined without homework." He Bai raised the camera again. "…"

"You childish!" He Bai yelled in a threatening tone of voice.

Wang Boyi frowned and felt that the student would get a thrashing for his impudence.

Di Qiuhe bowed his head, his hands gripped and loosened once again. Then he looked up at He Bai and flashed a smile, "… like that?"

Wang Boyi who was ready to stop the thrashing: "…"

"Good. . . Can you be a little more aggressive?"

Di Qiuhe slightly lowered his head and drooped his eyebrows, asking, "Is it okay?"

"Barely." He Bai showed less enthusiasm.

Di Qiuhe hurriedly changed his expression to meet his requirement.

Wang Boyi who looked on in silence was at a loss this time, and it struck him that his master, when faced with the younger schoolmate, was quite like a dog.