Chapter 67: Not Even on the Same Plane

[Ding~~ New task incoming~~]

[Disguise yourself as Daoming Si's close confidant and steal the Daoming family's business secrets.]

[Task Rewards: Etiquette & Posture *10, Wine Tasting Knowledge *10, Art Appreciation *10, Dance Skill Shrub *10, Investment & Financial Management Knowledge *10, Exposure Value *500]

After finishing the scene where he got out of the car, looking around with a crafty expression, Ji Yu started calculating his system rewards for this time.

The rewards this time were quite good. Once collected, his aura and presence would experience a massive boost!

For a celebrity, image and persona were the most important things.

While Ji Yu was tallying up his rewards, Chai Yu-hsun and Angie Chai were reviewing the footage.

The previous sequence was the grand entrance of F4, which needed to have a jaw-dropping effect.

They had to check it carefully to ensure everyone looked properly handsome.

Although Angie Chai didn't want Ji Yu to steal too much of the spotlight, she couldn't suppress Huaze Lei too severely either.

Otherwise, F4 would lose its balance, negatively impacting the entire series.

The four characters of F4 were designed across three tiers.

The most important was Daoming Si, equipped with a convertible sports car, the most personalized clothes, and the most distinctive hairstyle.

The lowest tier consisted of Meizuo and Ximen, driving ordinary cars, sporting middle-parted long straight hair, and wearing very plain outfits.

The middle tier, Huaze Lei, was slightly better than Meizuo and Ximen, but only in terms of his hairstyle.

Yet, seeing the four of them standing together now, why was one still involuntarily drawn to Huaze Lei?

After staring at the screen for a long time, Angie Chai finally pinpointed the problem.

Ji Yu had an exceptionally good physique, and his overall posture and temperament were simply the most outstanding.

His simple white shirt stood out glaringly among the colorful outfits of the other three, making him look as if he belonged to an entirely different dimension.

He truly looked like a melancholic aristocratic boy.

Angie Chai thought for a moment and called over the costume stylist.

"Go change Huaze Lei's outfit to black. From now on, switch all his clothes to black; white is just too conspicuous."

Cai Yu-hsun raised his head and asked her, "Should we reshoot this take?"

"Reshoot!"

Looking completely bewildered, Ji Yu was asked by the costume stylist to take off his clothes.

"Producer Chai requested the change. Black looks very handsome too," the stylist whispered in explanation.

Helpless, Ji Yu had no choice but to take off his white shirt.

The moment the shirt came off, he heard the sound of someone swallowing hard. Turning his head, he saw the stylist staring intently at his abs.

Well, are all Taiwanese girls this wild?

The surrounding crew members and actors also shifted their gazes over.

Their eyes lit up the moment they caught sight of Ji Yu's V-line waist and eight-pack abs.

Ji Yu naturally had a great physique to begin with, though the muscles hadn't been quite as pronounced before. As his combat skills upgraded, his body had begun to transform gradually.

His current V-line waist radiated pure aggressive charm.

Too bad he never had the chance to show off its full might!

The stylist stood nearby, her gaze involuntarily drifting toward Ji Yu's abs. Finally, unable to resist, she reached out and gave them a poke.

Oh ho ho~ The texture was super nice!

"Your figure is amazing!"

"Amazing?" Ji Yu looked down. He hadn't even taken off his pants yet.

How did she know he was amazing?!

"It really is super amazing, your abs are so defined."

Unable to resist, the stylist poked him again.

It felt hard. Was he secretly flexing?

The stylist couldn't help giggling.

At that moment, Hsu Ta-hsi, who had been chatting with friends, also trotted over.

"Whoa, your body is this good?" Even bolder, Hsu Ta-hsi walked right up and reached out for a feel.

Ji Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step back. If little Hsu came over, would she have climbed all over him next?

Ji Yu had watched Kangxi Coming; little Hsu was truly notorious for taking advantage of male guests.

Seeing Ji Yu dodge backward, Hsu Ta-hsi felt slightly displeased. *Old lady touches you and you still duck?*

Ji Yu smiled at her and said, "Dirty."

"What's dirty? Are you sweating?" Hsu Ta-hsi asked, looking puzzled.

Ji Yu shrugged, took the black shirt from the stylist, and put it on.

Angie Chai didn't want him to stand out too much and made him wear black, probably unaware that black was actually Ji Yu's true lucky color!

The King of Spies in the dead of night!

However, constantly being targeted like this wasn't a long-term solution. He still needed to have a proper chat with Angie Chai.

It would be great if he could get some dirt on her.

Ji Yu's gaze swept over Jerry Yan.

The relationship between Angie Chai and Jerry Yan probably wasn't that innocent. He should bug them later and listen in.

Lost in thought, Ji Yu finished buttoning his shirt.

The stylist and Hsu Ta-hsi immediately lit up. Wearing black gave him such an ascetic, forbidden vibe.

Gazing at the muscle lines faintly visible beneath the shirt, Hsu Ta-hsi felt an urge to touch him again.

Ji Yu swept a blank, expressionless glance at her, which instantly sent a flutter of panic through Hsu Ta-hsi's heart.

For a second, Ji Yu looked like a lunatic concealed beneath a gentle exterior.

A venomous snake spitting its fork, its eyes glowing scarlet!

Hsu Ta-hsi looked into Ji Yu's eyes and found that the faint smile had returned to his brows, making him look tender beyond words.

Was that just an illusion?

Hsu Ta-hsi felt a surge of even greater curiosity toward Ji Yu.

Could he be one of those guys who looked gentle on the outside, but possessed an overwhelmingly strong desire for control behind closed doors?

In her mind, Hsu Ta-hsi couldn't help picturing Ji Yu in his black shirt, tying her hands up and pinning her to the bed for a wild...

She looked back at Ji Yu, who was holding his necktie and flicking it, exuding a lazy, casual air. Subconsciously, she tensed her legs and slightly raised her hips.

*Spank me hard! Please don't hold back!*

Unaware of her expression, Ji Yu casually looped the tie around his neck with an utterly nonchalant attitude.

The stylist wanted to help him tie it properly, but seeing how good this effortless look was, she left it alone.

"It feels even more handsome than the white one."

Hsu Ta-hsi couldn't help nodding in agreement; she was utterly in love with this vibe!

Ji Yu smiled and said, "Your opinions don't count. Producer Chai's word is the one that matters."

With that, he walked over toward Angie Chai.

"Is this okay?"

Angie Chai looked at him in silence, finally let out a helpless sigh, and asked, "Have you ever considered signing a long-term contract?"

"You'll have to ask my sister about that."

"I'll handle the communication with Yi-nong."

"Alright, then I'm off to shoot my scenes."

Ji Yu walked away after dropping those words. Better keep Angie Chai placated for now.

Time to redo the take of getting out of the car, shaking his head, and looking around!

After finishing that shot, the next part required posing and showing off cool swagger inside Yingde Academy.

The four of them walked abreast through the school grounds with the imposing aura of an entire battalion.

The surrounding students scurried away in chaos, leaving only groups of girls whispering together to discuss which member of F4 was the most handsome.

This drama truly lacked any nutritional value, and filming the scenes was quite simple as well.

However, it was soon time for Ji Yu's scene where he had to suppress his laughter.

In the stairwell, Shancai's best friend bumped into Daoming Si.

"If apologies were useful, what would we need the police for?!"

Jerry Yan delivered his lines with utter seriousness, while Ji Yu, standing behind him, felt his toes curling so hard inside his shoes they were about to tear through the leather.

Too bad only he understood the sheer lethality of this meme.

Ji Yu kept a completely poker face on the outside while feeling intensely humiliated on the inside.

The moment he remembered that after this scene, he would have to film his handstand sequence, he suddenly decided that his own upcoming scene was even more humiliating.

Daoming Si and Shancai were still arguing, while the remaining three members of F3 acted as background props behind them.

Ji Yu leaned against the stair railing, a faint smile touching his lips, a trace of playfulness lingering in his eyes.

Looking through the lens, the cameraman couldn't help feeling astonished.

Although the two fools arguing in front were shouting at the top of their lungs, Huaze Lei in the background was infinitely more captivating.

With two wooden blocks standing on either side of him, the contrast only made him stand out even more brilliantly.

*If heaven did not grant us Ji Yu, the entertainment industry would remain in an endless dark night for eternity!*