I Ship My Adversary X Me - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

107.

One’s gotta treat everyone equally. I dragged him over so that my Pretty Yans could take some pictures of us too, and it was about time for the session to end.

I watched the staff as they urged the fans to leave and reminded them to be safe on their way back. Then I caught a glimpse of a girl that didn’t look too familiar. She stood not far from me and was staring at me hesitantly.

I waved at her with a smile and asked her to be careful, but as if she had suddenly made up her mind, she started running toward me in little thumping steps. She took out a handheld banner from her bag and handed it to me together with a sharpie, saying that she wanted an autograph with a ‘To’ message.

“Why didn’t you give it to me just now?” I took off the pen cap. “To whom?”

She said in a whisper, “To… @WilLiam…”

108.

The name sounded a little familiar. I looked down, and I immediately knew why she didn’t hand this banner to me together with everyone else.

On the pink-and-blue handheld banner was a picture of a chibi Gu Yiliang throwing his arm around a chibi me — All inside a baby pink heart-shaped bubble.

This fucking banner fucking was a fucking Niangzi version!

And WilLiam, wasn’t that one of the big name shippers that I just followed last night?!

And she was an extremely productive one! The Yuan Longping of the fandom! One that reigned half of the fanfiction kingdom!

So it was you?! My author-sama!

109.

I contained the turmoil in my head and quickly readjusted my demeanour, resuming my ever-so-calm idol face.

I feel that it was time to re-examine the composition of my fans.

So while you guys were pretending to be my fans, you were secretly fancying the fact that my adversary was screwing me over?!

Each and every one of you looked so dignified, righteous, upright and plainspoken, yet all of you have written tens of thousands of words of smut behind my back?!

Kiddos, you’re giving your dad a hard time.

110.

The shippers were in a rather awkward position in the fan base, and disturbing people in real life was considered a very rude act. Perhaps I had been petrified for too long, but WilLiam became a little uneasy as she waved her hands, “It’s fine. Totally fine if you don’t want to sign. Don’t force yourself!”

To sign, or not to sign, that was the question. I was trapped in a dilemma. Gu Yiliang then came over and asked me, “Why are you still not going back yet?”

Subconsciously, I shot him a pleading look asking for help.

Then I sharply caught wind of WilLiam letting out a low ‘Eek’ while standing beside me.

111.

Alright, I know. Tonight, I’m going to be the star in another tens of thousands of words of smut.

112.

Abandoning myself to despair, I spread out the banner in front of Gu Yiliang and asked for his opinion, “Can I sign this?”

WilLiam was now making a stream of low ‘eeks’ like a rooster crowing at dawn. But I no longer cared. After all, not all fans had the fortune to personally witness their bias spreading love right in front of them. It’s understandable.

113.

“Sure!” Gu Yiliang patted me on the head as if my question amused him, “Do you want me to sign it too?”

114.

Look! This is the Real Master.

115.

I heard a guttural squeak squirming its way out of WilLiam despite her extreme effort to hold it all in. Afraid that she was going to faint soon, I immediately shoved the sharpie into Gu Yiliang’s hand and said, “Here.”

This was the real Passing-the-pen-to-the-author-sama.

Without even thinking about it, Gu Yiliang signed his name on the side where my picture was.

Real Master-creating-fluff-on-the-spot / Real bias-spreading-love-before-my-eyes.

116.

A sweet pie of fluff stuffed firmly into my mouth and WilLiam’s mouth.

My HP bar was clearly longer than hers for I could still manage to sign my name next to the chibi Gu Yiliang’s chubby face, while her hands were already shaking to no end.

Just as I was trying to decide on who should sign the “To” message, WilLiam took the banner away from me with her trembling hands. “…Nonono, I don’t need the ‘To’ anymore. Don’t let my name ruin this consummate work of beauty, I’m too unworthy…”

I was speechless.

117.

She gingerly put the banner away and put on her backpack.

“Hurry and head back. Be careful and stay safe,” Gu Yiliang said to her.

“Don’t forget to tell the others after you arrive,” I added.

She waved fiercely at us, her eyes all red, “I’ll visit you two again some other time!”

118.

I kept feeling that there was something strange about the scene.

But before I had a clue about what it was, Gu Yiliang turned his head and smiled at me, “Feels like we’re a couple sending our child to college.”

“…”

Master-sama! Give me a break! I’m suffocating from this fluffiness that only I get to enjoy!

119.

I picked up the two huge bags. One was blue, and the other one was green. Little Chen suddenly popped up out of nowhere and seized one of the bags from me like lightning, “Yan Yan, Yan Yan, leave it to me! If you get caught on camera later, you fans will be complaining, saying stuff like, ‘How can the assistant let my baby carry the bag by himself,’ again.”

I laughed, “It’s only a few steps.”

Then the bag in my other hand was taken away from me as well, and it was by Gu Yiliang.

Looking at my now lifeless face, he weighed the green bag in his hand and said, “Green. It suits me.” [1]

120.

“…” I had no words. “Don’t you feel like there’s something wrong with what you just said?”

“…”

He finally said, “Forget it. Let’s get back soon, otherwise the director will come and rush us.”

121.

The male and the female leads were shooting a scene of them playing opposite each other, while I waited on a little campstool off the stage, peering about.

Gu Yiliang was leaning against the table next to me, softly reciting the lines to himself.

“…Those that I thought I would forget were actually kept in my heart. Those that I thought I would keep in my heart were actually carved into my bone…Every time…”

The tragic second male lead’s lines were probably too whiny that he paused for a few seconds.

I continued without even thinking about it, “Every time I think of those scenes, those words, those interactions between us, I feel the pain, a pain that’s engraved in my heart and carved in my bones. Because I know very well that I will never have things like those again.”

122.

He looked at me with some surprise, “…How do you know that line?”

It was the dialogue between the second male lead and the female lead that had nothing to do with me. No wonder he was surprised. I answered honestly, “I remember everyone’s lines.”

That was a bit too much of an exaggeration, so I quickly added, “But only for these scenes. I haven’t read the ones after it.”

He was all the more amazed, “You can memorize everything just by reading through it?”

I nodded, “If I read it a few times, then I can remember the lines. But I forget everything after we finish shooting, otherwise they take up too much space in my brain.”

123.

He flipped through the script in his hand and chose a random section, “Huh, you sound so respectful and dignified, but once——”

“——you tear off that hypocritical mask of yours, you’re just a ruffian! Rogue! Shameless bastard!”

He continued, “Ruo’er, look. The sky——”

“——is already dark, but we’re still several miles away from the closest town. We might as well stay here for a night.”

“Ah-Wan! Your leg!”

“Don’t worry, it’s just a small scratch. Were you hurt anywhere?”

“Your eyes are your smile——”

“——shines like the stars and is gentle like the evening breeze. It’s the brightest scene I’ve ever seen in my life.”

124.

No matter whose line he was reading, he could adjust his expression and tone accordingly to make a vivid presentation, while I read everything all the way through in a monotone and looked like a dead fish.

125.

Gu Yiliang took a soft breath and stared at me in silence. After a while, his eyes shifted back onto the script as he asked, “…Do you have time tonight?”

I stopped for a second, then poked my head to his side, trying to read the script in his hand. “Whose line is it? I don’t think it’s on there.”

Slightly choked, he threw me a helpless glance. “…No, what I mean is, if you have time, can you go over the lines with me?”

Here it comes! The experienced artist is going to favor me with his instructions! I replied blithely, “Sure sure! You can just wait for me in your room. I’ll come over once I’m done showering.”

126.

Little Chen happened to walk by with a mini fan in his hand. His expression changed abruptly. He looked around in alarm, then at me hesitantly, then at Gu Yiliang next to me. In the end, he shoved the mini fan into my hand, swung his body around, and ran away from the parasol.

My phone vibrated, notifying me of a new message on Wechat.

127.

OrangeWarmSun: Yan Yan, you should pay attention to your surroundings when you talk. So many people could be eavesdropping on you!

While I was still confused by it, several more messages popped up on the screen immediately afterwards.

128.

OrangeWarmSun: Allow me to gossip for a bit! You’ve called a paparazzi waiting on the spot already, haven’t you? So that you can seduce him and completely ruin his image and reputation?

OrangeWarmSun: That doesn’t sound very cool.

OrangeWarmSun: Or are you trying to seduce your adversary so that you can defraud him of money and love?

OrangeWarmSun: Or are you trying to seduce your adversary so that you can break his body and his heart?

OrangeWarmSun: That doesn’t sound very cool.

OrangeWarmSun: Do you need me to prepare anything for you? Feel free to ask If there’s anything I can help with!

129.

I blacklisted him.

Translator Notes: 

[1] Green as a color represents someone being cheated in a relationship. Like a man is said to become ‘green’ or ‘wear a green hat’ if their wife is seeing other men.