Li Baixi’s words were abruptly cut off.

Cheng Ping turned his head and glared at him, struggling to control his anger, not daring to move his facial muscles.

“I’m sorry,” Li Baixi immediately said.

“Go back,” Cheng Ping said.

Li Baixi didn’t say another word, lowered his flags and left, dragging his manager out with him.

Cheng Ping didn’t know what expression was on his face, but Li Baixi could see clearly that Cheng Ping’s eyes were red.

Li Baixi bid farewell to his manager, walked away with a bitter smile.

He regretted it a bit, at least he shouldn’t have mentioned the captain. He should have guessed that was Cheng Ping’s sore spot.

But at the same time, he felt very uninterested.

He had quietly brought Cheng Ping into the crew, came several times to help him with makeup, gave advice and planned public relations, he had done his best. But just by mentioning that former captain, Cheng Ping could turn against him without mercy.

Unhappy.

Li Baixi had originally come to persuade Cheng Ping to exaggerate his wound, it was not good to let too many people know about it, so he didn’t bring an assistant.

When he returned to his room, Ma Koukou came up to report work, immediately seeing that he was in a bad mood, carefully asked, “How is Mr. Cheng?”

Li Baixi: “Recovering well.”

Ma Koukou blinked, “Then… did you have a fight?”

Li Baixi reached out and pinched his face, “So interested in gossip?”

Ma Koukou took it as a confirmation and immediately offered a suggestion, “Hey, there’s a music fountain restaurant nearby, perfect for making up.”

Li Baixi frowned, “I haven’t said who pissed off whom, why are you telling me to make up to him?”

Ma Koukou said seriously, “Teacher Li, there’s no right or wrong in matters of feelings, if you want to chase someone, you have to lower yourself a bit.”

Li Baixi: “?”

Ma Koukou: “Besides, in our line of work, it’s rare to find someone who looks like a top, you have to cherish it…”

Li Baixi: “?”

Li Baixi was both annoyed and amused, decided to tease him, “How do you know I’m not a top?”

Ma Koukou was struck dumb, turned into stone on the spot.

Of course, Li Baixi was neither a top nor a bottom, he was straight.

Li Baixi: “However, through this conversation, I’ve realized something.”

Ma Koukou: “Wait… Master? What did you just say you are?”

Li Baixi: “I have no reason to be so good to him, but at the same time, I have no right to make decisions for him.”

Ma Koukou: “Master? Teacher Li? Li Your Majesty???”

Cheng Ping was just that kind of person, though impulsive, he stood up to Movie King Zhang for himself, later instinctively reached out to pull a small flow, living as if in a martial world, full of guts.

As long as he was willing to bear the consequences of this personality, what position did he have to influence others’ lives?

Li Baixi ultimately felt uninterested, “This visit can end now, pack up and book a ticket, we’ll leave tomorrow morning.”

Ma Koukou: “…”

Cheng Ping stayed alone in the room, sitting with red eyes for a while.

The manager wandered outside for a few laps, thinking he should have calmed down by now, then knocked on the door again, soothingly said, “Don’t be angry, Xiao Cheng, health is important, if you don’t want to record this video, we won’t.”

She started discussing other ways with the team, using this incident to gain positive public opinion for Cheng Ping.

The team on the other end of the call: “Xiao Liu has already taken action.”

Xiao Liu’s PR team, waiting for Cheng Ping to show his wound, decided that his injury was light, and had already quietly bought a wave of articles, emphasizing that he “hid behind closed doors after a scrape,” implying he was putting on airs.

Cheng Ping’s team: “Can’t we shoot the video we talked about before?” If they don’t provide evidence, it won’t be positive publicity but dealing with negative comments.

The manager glanced at Cheng Ping, “Hmm, let’s not consider that, think of another way.”

Cheng Ping heard the fatigue in the manager’s voice.

The team on the other end also sighed, “Alright, we’ll prepare a draft first…”

Cheng Ping’s ears echoed with Li Baixi’s words, “Heaven has never given you a lesson, telling you this world is not at your disposal…”

Though he harshly said to hone his acting skills, to have confidence with solid skills, but now the skills were not honed, bringing trouble to those around him instead of confidence.

Cheng Ping’s hand clenched into a fist on the bed sheet.

After the manager ended the call, Cheng Ping said in a low voice, “Let’s record the video as you said.”

The manager was a bit shocked at the child’s sudden maturity, then smiled bitterly, “Forget it, Li teacher is already offended, can’t invite him back. Can’t just find someone else to do your makeup, it would leak.”

Cheng Ping: “I’ll go apologize to Li teacher.”

The manager was dumbfounded.

Early the next morning, Li Baixi walked out in his robe, planning to have breakfast and then check out.

Just as he stepped out, he saw a figure standing stiffly in the hotel corridor, seemingly having stood there for a while.

Li Baixi was startled, “Xiao Cheng?”

Cheng Ping was a bit stiff, “Hmm, I was taking a walk in the morning, happened to pass by.”

How did you pass by my hotel from your hotel?

Li Baixi smiled, didn’t expose him, “I was going to have breakfast, want to join?”

Cheng Ping followed him downstairs, but didn’t go to the restaurant, silently circling in a quiet place.

Li Baixi vaguely felt Cheng Ping was trying to make amends, but couldn’t wait for him to say a word, helpless and amused, had to take the initiative.

“Your wound…”

“Yesterday I…”

Both spoke at the same time and then stopped.

Li Baixi motioned for Cheng Ping to speak first.

So Cheng Ping bluntly said, “Yesterday I took out my anger on you, not because of the former captain.”

Li Baixi was still not used to his straightforward style, “Hey, don’t say that, it’s my fault for bringing up your sore spot…”

Cheng Ping: “It’s not a sore spot, it’s an embarrassment.”

In Cheng Ping’s mind, the former captain and Xiao Liu were of the same nature.

To the former captain, he clumsily offered his heart, only to be stepped on with maturity and sophistication. To Xiao Liu, he impulsively reached out, then got hurt and humiliated himself.

For that bit of uncontainable innocence in his character, he felt ashamed rather than proud. He wanted to be all thorns, invulnerable, never exposing his soft interior to anyone.

“So I don’t want to show my face wound to so many people. It’s like proving to them how incompetent and foolish I am…”

The more Cheng Ping spoke, the quieter he got, ending hastily, “I know I disappointed you, but I still wanted to explain. You might find it laughable. I’m sorry.”

Li Baixi couldn’t explain why his mood suddenly improved.

“You’re not laughable at all, it’s just that this circle doesn’t deserve you.” Facing Cheng Ping, his speech also became straightforward, “Sometimes, everyone around is a villain, if you’re not bad, you can’t survive.”

“I understand,” Cheng Ping said, “Help me make the wound look worse, I’ll go record the video.”

Li Baixi was stunned that Cheng Ping actually made this request. He frowned, staring at Cheng Ping.

Seeing Cheng Ping constantly hitting walls, he couldn’t ignore it, felt empathetic pain. He naturally hoped Cheng Ping could quickly reach a stable path. But the wild and vivid nature in Cheng Ping always pricked him.

It was a way he never managed to live.

Li Baixi was silent for a long time, “Forget it, if you don’t want to record…”

Cheng Ping: “I want to record.”

Li Baixi: “No, you don’t.”

Cheng Ping firmly said, “I want to now.”

Li Baixi: “…”

Li Baixi: “Then I won’t do your makeup, just go with your original look, how about that?”

Cheng Ping felt relieved, “That’s fine.”

Li Baixi laughed.

He remembered he once thought about trying to live more authentically like Cheng Ping.

But then he stopped laughing.

He also remembered he never came out to Cheng Ping.