The casting reveal left the crew in stunned silence. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLaTiIbT2lS
The art lead clutched her face, hands flailing in the air, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQzOMkrzfwV
while the screenwriter stepped in with a PSA: “Stop shipping already.”12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcaLr6j1ebQ
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9:30 a.m. The meeting room had turned into a makeshift audition stage.
The table was lined with water bottles, scripts, and——a first aid kit? 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnjQN4mfFwB
Prop sketches and emergency camera plans covered the walls.
The director was adjusting the lighting. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHqShInBbDd
The manager was reviewing the run-down. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ56LI1MTCSl
The screenwriter was in a corner, reviewing the shoot schedule rundown.
The art lead stood off to the side, holding a color palette, eyes wandering as she watched the shifting shadows on the wall.
Everyone was present—except one.
“Hey.” 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFYqpZUbn4X
The screenwriter flipped through her chart and glanced at the door. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTuioy3zVc7
“Where’s the boss? He’s not coming to the casting?”
The director didn’t even look up. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj9kueMm63M
His tone was so flat, it could’ve been a weather report.
“He only ships GL.”
“……”
The screenwriter nodded. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUeowT7BqBo
Fair enough. That explained everything.
Just then, the door opened.
It wasn’t “pushed” open——it was opened by sheer presence.
Jiang Zhilin stepped in first——clean-cut casualwear, easy smile, unhurried steps. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZORy1QlP55
But there was something in the air around him——like a spark walking in from the rain. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMZPy1WdLeG
Not yet lit, but ready to ignite with the slightest friction.
Shen Yanxing followed. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTwWe9dPhed
Even more casual——black T-shirt, khaki pants—but his eyes were steely, his back perfectly straight.
He moved like a silent current. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE8x2DFAu4L
And when he crossed the threshold, the air itself seemed to rupture.
The room fell quiet. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMbNxXQYgXU
Just for a beat.
The director set down the light control panel and opened the script.
“Let’s jump right into a few scenes.”
“This one’s where Jiang’s been drugged. Shen, at first, just finds it amusing—so he walks over and asks if he needs help.”
The two exchanged a look. Jiang Zhilin gave a nod and stepped into position, regulating his breathing.
And in the next second, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqyTYLKehe0
it was like his entire presence had changed air.
Breaths growing heavier. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIi4NK6AMKB
Vision unfocused. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3VLpq7erhm
Fingertips trembling—just slightly.
Knees nearly giving way. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO0yK5INxgG
Shoulders swaying with something not quite natural.
One hand braced against the wall, the other clutched at his abdomen. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd9IdfNjDDs
His breaths weren’t loud, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjxXxhbj6OB
but somehow they slipped into everyone’s bones.
And Shen Yanxing—didn’t move.
He simply stood there, observing.
Then, like something had piqued his curiosity, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCKo9HatWJ3
he tilted his chin slightly, lips curling into an unreadable smile, and stepped forward.
His pace wasn’t fast, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPXatMcFHP5
but every step landed like a hammer to the chest.
When he drew close—— 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7drRe4v1cM
that gaze wasn’t just provocative. 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoAX8A6WSJ1
It teased. It tested. It claimed.
From the back row, the art lead sat with lips slightly parted.
Halfway through the scene, her hands moved on their own—covering both her mouth and nose.
One hand wasn’t enough. She had to use both.
It looked like she was witnessing forbidden performance art.
The screenwriter glanced at her expression, utterly speechless.
“Wipe your damn drool.”
“Seriously, do you even realize who you’re starting to resemble?”
The tone wasn’t angry——just deeply, deeply unimpressed.
The art lead blinked, confused.
“…Like the boss.”
“I can’t believe I’m seeing _his_ expression on your face.”
At that, she snapped upright like she’d been doused in cold water, forcing herself to look away.
“I didn’t expect… to like this…”
Her voice trembled as she wiped at imaginary drool.
“Did I… just stumble into a whole new world…?”
The manager, beside her, added casually:
“That was just the first scene. What’re you planning to do with the rest?”
“Feels like you’ve already hit peak delusion on the first hit.”
“Look at the boss’s OTP——still busy building sandcastles by the sea.”
The art lead shut her eyes and tried to recall the rest of the script.
Then——
“…"
“…Ha.”
“Hahahahahahahahahaha.”
The laughter carried a strange mix of horror, awareness, and looming descent.
Watching her spiral into madness, laughing just like the boss, 12Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiQ8o23f1S0
the screenwriter quietly stepped back.
He came to a clear conclusion——
Shipping is a dangerous game.
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