After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 70 - This Damn Weather is as Cold as a Bad Man’s Heart

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 This Damn Weather is as Cold as a Bad Man’s Heart

Ji Tian raised her eyebrows; she thought that in this world, only she had a system, but it turned out there was another hidden away.

She lowered her gaze in thought and then said, “Is it Shen Zhiyi?”

King of Competition used its short arms to tug on the bath towel: “Bodhi Island, the magnetic field anomaly has disappeared, perhaps it has merged with this parallel world.”

“Clocking off to get my beauty sleep, goodbye.”

King of Competition always ran off very fast at the end of its shift, giving one the impression of a prisoner being released.

The conversation hadn’t even really started, and it had disappeared again.

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Ji Tian looked out at the curtain of rain, stretched lazily, and went to bed.

In the deep rural mountains, the chilly air was intense.

Even with several quilts, it still felt rather freezing.

By the time the crew arrived at six for filming, Ji Tian had already woken up.

She put on long sleeves and trousers, yawned, and walked to the door; outside, the muddy ground was damp, and rainwater dripped from the eaves—it had rained all night.

A gust of cold wind blew through, making Ji Tian shiver, and she looked up at the sky morosely, “This damn weather is as cold as a bad man’s heart.”

“That’s spot on.” Wen Jiangxue came out from another room; just yesterday, she was in an elegant red dress, but now she too was wrapped in a thin knit sweater. Her black curls were unkempt, messily luxurious, and even without makeup, she looked resilient. No wonder her reputation stank so bad in the entertainment industry, yet she never got blacklisted.

There were also production companies constantly reaching out to her for roles, but what a pity she didn’t do films. So directors turned to the next best thing, inviting this infamously popular celebrity to variety shows, guaranteeing a flock of online trollers to follow and stir up drama.

“Achoo.”

Ji Weinan walked out holding his arms, his face completely pale.

He looked feeble as if he was on his last legs.

Sniffing, he felt nothing but cold all over his body, miserably taking a seat on a chair.

With a hangdog look and Wen Jiangxue raising her brows, she teased, “Wow, so the price of sending out the blankets is catching a cold? Why isn’t your physique as tough as your mouth?”

Wen Jiangxue’s light mockery left Ji Weinan weakly responding, “Mind your own business; it’s my choice to give away the blankets, I’m not cold.”

Seeing him still talking tough, Ji Tian pursed her red lips and eventually went up to touch his forehead, Ji Weinan lifted his head to look at her. After their quarrel yesterday, Ji Weinan thought he would never speak to Ji Tian again.

But seeing his sister still cared for him when he was sick made him feel oddly sour inside; he didn’t know how to express his emotions, so he remained silent.

Ji Tian sighed, “You’ve got a bit of a fever. You’ll need to go to town today for an injection and some medicine.”

Yawning delicately and covering her mouth with her hand, Wen Jiangxue said, “It’s a good thing you’re capable and have gathered quite a bit of money. Otherwise, with your third brother here being such a burden, even food and shelter would be a problem.”

Ji Weinan sulked with his head down. How had he become a burden? He was just kind-hearted. Who would have known the weather would be so fickle? He certainly didn’t want to get sick.

But, truth be told, he was feeling terrible—his breathing was hot.

“Everyone, you have ten minutes to assemble at the clearing. The filming starts.”

Yan Ming used the megaphone to announce, and the time was now seven in the morning. Those who were late would be punished.

After washing up, Ji Weinan followed Ji Tian to the clearing.

Shen Zhiyi and her group had already arrived; she did not seem to bring a thick coat, wearing only Bai Tingyu’s clothes.

Ji Weinan’s eyes widened in surprise, only he knew the extent of Bai Tingyu’s obsession with cleanliness, how much he loathed others touching his belongings, but the fact that he could take the initiative to give his clothes to Shen Zhiyi to wear showed that in his heart, he had accepted her as one of his own.

Ji Weinan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and consoled himself, this was an accident because Shen Zhiyi didn’t have any warm clothes to wear. If only he had brought more, he mostly brought things like mosquito coils and Floral Dew, lugging around two heavy suitcases.

Suddenly, he felt somewhat aggrieved. In order to keep Shen Zhiyi from catching a cold, he had fallen ill himself, but all through the process, Shen Zhiyi’s attention was on Bai Tingyu, not giving him a second glance.

Yan Ming looked around at everyone, all donned in jackets, and then asked, is everyone here yet?

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiangsheng leisurely made his appearance, his face a mix of impatience and irritation, his hair slightly tousled from sleep, looking like an angry little lion, inexplicably cute.

[Ah, finally, it’s starting, folks, I didn’t sleep all of last night. Who understands this pre-enlightenment feeling?]

[A close-up of Qin Jiangsheng’s face as soon as we start? Just kill me, he is seriously handsome. You can tell it’s his natural, unwashed face, sob sob.]

[I also think he hasn’t washed his face, his hair wasn’t even styled properly, hahaha, just yesterday, I thought he was so aloof and unapproachable. Now there’s this funny side of him that wants to scold but holds back, such a huge contrast, so adorable.]

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[No matter how good-looking, a bastard child is still a bastard child. What’s the use? If you follow him, you would end up suffering and scorned by others for life.]

Yan Ming checked the live broadcast’s popularity, influenced by yesterday’s events, over a million had tuned in early in the morning, some who didn’t bother watching could just wait for the playback they would edit later.

He glanced at Qin Jiangsheng, “Now that you’re here, stand in your own team. Later you have to go to town to buy food for the next day or so. When spending money, remember to save some for the rent, don’t spend it all, I won’t cover any shortages, got that?”

Quan Jingyou was very proactive, “Understood!”

He turned to He Chenxi, “Sister Chenxi, we only have one hundred here, how should we spend it?”

He Chenxi had tied her hair into a high ponytail that day, her features looking sharp and valiant. She considered for a moment, “Let’s discuss it once we reach the town. We don’t have one hundred anymore, we spent ten on yesterday’s dinner in the village.”

Quan Jingyou, thinking about plain buns and pickles, felt distressed; he imagined having a bowl of noodles in town.

So he swallowed hard, “Can I go to the town later and order the cheapest bowl of rice noodles?”

He Chenxi, meeting his expectant gaze, suddenly felt… was this the demise of humanity or the decline of morality? To have forced a young master to the point where all he wants is a bowl of noodles.

She looked at Yao Yao, “What do you think?”

Yao Yao quickly shook her head, “I, I have no objections, I’m fine with anything.”

Dealing with a pampered young master who was used to having everything handed to him and a top student with little opinion of her own, He Chenxi felt weary. She sighed, “We’ll see when the time comes.”

A staff member handed a list to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming glanced at it and continued with his loudspeaker, “We will now begin tabulating the amount of money for each team.”

“Dai Qin’s Team: 20.

Yu Chuang’s Team: 65.

Fu Wanxue’s Team: 65.

He Chenxi’s Team: 90.

Wen Jiangxue’s Team: 200.”

After reading it out, Yan Ming realized something was amiss. He scowled at Ji Tian’s team, “Did you guys freeload dinner from the locals again yesterday?”

All the teams’ funds had decreased, except theirs, which hadn’t changed at all, immediately revealing a problem.

Ji Tian looked up innocently, brazenly spinning tales, “We didn’t freeload. Those eight guys I beat in the village yesterday insistently invited me to discuss throwing the discus. As a helpful citizen on three counts, I agreed to dine with them in order to exchange techniques on discus throwing.”