The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Chapter 1017: Until We’re Both Hoary-Haired (13)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Director Yue chuckled awkwardly. “Heh... Well, don’t mind me. I’m just so excited.”

“Shall we begin?” asked Sheng Yize.

Director Yue said in amazement, “I don’t think it’s necessary. If you ask me, you’re the perfect candidate!”

An Xiaxia was baffled. Director Yue was known for his emphasis on acting — she never knew he could be so biased toward looks like this...

Sheng Yize arched an eyebrow, adjusted his emotions, then said in an indifferent voice, “Lu Shang, after today, we’re enemies for the rest of our lives!”

Qian Ming was surprised, but replied automatically, “Enemies? Are you going to tell me that you feel no qualms about everything you did?”

Sheng Yize smiled a little, which was unbelievably mesmerizing. “Well, there is just one.”

His intense gaze then landed on Qian Ming, so arresting that Qian Ming found it hard to breathe.

He soon realized that he was being overwhelmed by Sheng Yize’s acting!

As the newly crowned Best Actor of the Year, Qian Ming was a capable actor himself. Fighting back the surge of emotions inside him, he said, “There’s no hope between us in this lifetime. Abandon your vain hope...”

“Heh...” Tears welled up in Sheng Yize’s eyes, but his smile broadened. “So what if I don’t? It’ll be nothing but an empty hope. From this moment, anything we had between us is gone, and only one of us can live when we meet again! If you join hands with the so-called decent and just sects again to come after my world, I’ll bury the entire human world with me!”

An intimidating aura came off him. Qian Ming opened his mouth, but couldn’t recall any of the lines that he had remembered so well.

“Cut!” the director called out in time, and Qian Ming said in a dispirited tone, “I’m doomed. He’s not a veteran for nothing. I can’t handle it.”

“Don’t say that! You’re both great!” Excited, Director Yue tried to take Sheng Yize’s hand, but the latter moved away unhurriedly.

“Sheng Yize, what’s your schedule like?” asked Director Yue, rubbing his hands together.

Sheng Yize frowned, then said after some consideration, “If it’s possible, I’d like to finish all my scenes in two days.”

It was really a small part with a handful of scenes. The director nodded. “Sure, I can arrange that. By the way, Jiye has some sword fighting scenes. Are you going to practice with a master first, or shall we get a stuntman for you?”

“Sword fighting?” Sheng Yize grinned. “Like this?”

He moved further away and turned his wrist. The blade swung down, stabbed and swept. He moved beautifully.

An Xiaxia’s mouth fell open.

His clothes flapped in the wind in all directions. The surroundings were rather bleak here, but because of him alone, the world seemed a much more colorful place.

Jiye... Yehuan... Sheng Yize...

The three names and three figures overlapped at this moment, creating an image so terrifyingly stunning.

Sheng Yize stopped after a few moves and the director was shocked. “H- have you practiced martial arts before?”

Sheng Yize shook his head. “No, I just learned a little back then for my acting.”

Director Yue was amazed. The young man was devoted to his work. He was just a professional actor.

“By the way, Jiye has a maid by his side all the time, right?” Sheng Yize asked all of a sudden.

Director Yue said, “That’s right. She was disfigured and has to wear a veil all the time...”

“So, technically, she doesn’t need to know how to act at all?”

“Technically, yes.”

“And she’s mute and has no lines, so she doesn’t need to know any lines.” Sheng Yize grinned cunningly, then turned to An Xiaxia. “You! Yes, you! Stop hiding! Get over here and be my little maid!”

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