Volume 1, Chapter 141: Principal Wang: I Finally Understand Jiang Yu's Joy

Because of the production launch ceremony, Jiang Yu stopped updating his novel again.

In the review section of *Zhu Xian*, the readers were already howling in despair. Jiang Yu had just reached the plot where Gui Li found the Witch Tribe, ready to perform the Soul-Calling Incantation, and then the updates stopped.

Will Bi Yao be resurrected or not? You hack writer, you cliffhanger-addict!

"It's 8:00 PM, no update."
"It's 9:00 PM, still no update."
"It's midnight. Three days without an update! Is the author dead?"
"Guoba, you aren't really dead, are you? Could you at least finish the update before you die?"

The readers were going mad.

However, just then, the prominent social media figure Principal Wang spoke up: "Everyone, just give up. The hack author has been too busy chasing girls lately; the two of them ran off to the same film crew to shoot a movie. There definitely won't be any updates for the next few days."

As the number one fan of *Zhu Xian*, Principal Wang’s comment drew a huge crowd. But everyone assumed that Principal Wang had simply lost his mind because the author had stopped updating. How could that hack writer have gone off to film a movie, and for the sake of chasing girls? That was impossible!

But less than two minutes later:

Turkey-Flavored Guoba: [Sorry everyone, I’ve been busy yesterday and today. I’ll see how it goes regarding updates tomorrow.]

"I waited from the hour of the Rat until the hour of the Boar, and in the end, this is all you give me!"
"See how it goes? Master Guoba, you can't be like this. Even if you're busy, could you at least resurrect my Bi Yao first?"

While everyone was venting their frustrations, another post appeared on Weibo.

Principal Wang: [Heh heh, see? I told you Guoba wouldn't be updating these past two days, and you didn't believe me.]

Everyone rushed to Principal Wang’s page to ask for details.

In a luxury apartment in Shanghai, Principal Wang looked at his buzzing phone while holding a glass of red wine, a smile plastered on his face.

[Modesty aside, I did indeed run into the hack author in Shanghai and saw his true face. I have to say, this hack author is actually not bad-looking at all—he's incredibly handsome. The girl he's chasing is also top-tier, and you’ve all seen them before!]

Seeing this, all the netizens exploded.

"Holy crap! The Principal actually saw the hack author's true face? Did you beat him up?"
"Principal, I don't mean to be rude, but since you saw him, why didn't you tie him up and throw him in a dark room?"
"Am I the only one curious about what the hack author looks like? And who is the girl he's chasing?"
"Damn it, who is it? I'm dying of curiosity! Principal, you’re not the type to say only half the story. Hurry up and tell me who it is!"

Watching the comments, Principal Wang laughed heartily. He finally understood the joy Jiang Yu felt!

...

On the dragon throne, a man with a commanding presence sat tall, wearing a dragon crown and a black silk-embroidered dragon robe. His dragon-like eyes were imposing even without anger as he scanned the people below. Everyone who met his gaze lowered their heads.

"From today on, the roles of attacker and defender have shifted. If they can come here, so can we!"
"An army is trained for a thousand days to be used in a single moment. Now is the time for me to put you to good use!"

At this moment, a fierce, tiger-like general replied: "Your Majesty, your subject has been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"Cut! Scene 30, Take 28, complete!"

"Whew..." Jiang Yu stood up, let out a long breath, and hurried to the camera: "Brother Chen, how was it?"

Chen Guosheng’s eyes were filled with undisguised admiration: "Brother, I told you that you were a natural actor. The effect was superb; I almost couldn't help but kneel down myself."

Over the past few days, Jiang Yu's acting skills had deeply impressed this veteran director. He nearly nailed every shot in one take.

Jiang Yu smiled. "Director, stop teasing me."

This was his first film, and he didn't want to do a sloppy job. Since he would surely be involved in the film and television industry in the future, he put his 100% effort into every shot for the sake of a good reputation.

"Lunchtime!"

Just then, a loud roar from a megaphone rang out—it was the head of the logistics team.

Upon hearing this, Chen Guosheng waved his hand and shouted with a smile: "Alright, that's it for today. Everyone take a break and eat!"

The veteran staff members accompanying Chen Guosheng looked at him in surprise. Chen Guosheng was famous in the industry for his foul temper. Overtime shooting without eating was common, but this month, he had been smiling every day and calling it a day right on time.

But thinking about it, it made sense. This was a story about the Great Han Dynasty, and the lead actor had a heavy workload. Even veteran actors like Su Muyu had moments of error, but Jiang Yu nailed it every single time. Having saved so much money, the director was naturally happy.

Su Muyu walked over, gently wiped the sweat from Jiang Yu's forehead, and handed him two boxed lunches.

Jiang Yu took them with a grin, found a wooden crate to sit on, and started eating. The food wasn't fancy—one meat and two vegetable dishes—but he ate it with great relish. "Whoa, there's a chicken leg today! Brother, I'm going to have an extra portion!"

"No problem!" Chen Guosheng replied with a smile. Watching Jiang Yu eat with such gusto, his own appetite increased significantly.

This was the second thing he liked about Jiang Yu. Usually, when three- or four-tier minor celebrities went out to film, they were followed by five or six people and insisted on ordering their own separate meals. But Jiang Yu was different. He ate the same food as everyone else, had no airs at all, and instead mingled with the crew, happy all day long. The staff were also very happy to hang out with him. The atmosphere on set was very harmonious.

Su Muyu sat next to Jiang Yu, eating quietly.

At that moment, a man in a python robe walked past. Seeing the scene, he snorted coldly: "Putting on an act."

He spoke loudly, as if he intentionally wanted everyone to hear. Qin Tianhao had always liked Su Muyu, and since Jiang Yu had snatched his lead role and was now getting so close to her, how could he be content? In his view, he was a popular actor earning nearly ten million per film, while Jiang Yu was just an amateur singer who had been lucky enough to be picked by Director Chen. He would never earn in his life what Qin made in one film. He made more money and was more famous than him, so why would Su Muyu look at him?

Jiang Yu's expression darkened immediately upon hearing this. At first, he had forgotten who this jerk was, but after Su Muyu told him, he remembered it was Qin Tianhao, the one who had come for an audition when he was signing his contract with Chen Guosheng. During this time, this person had been looking for trouble, and out of respect for Chen Guosheng, Jiang Yu had endured it again and again. But this brat was pushing his luck!

"Brother Chen, you’ve been very good to me. I treat you as a friend and an older brother, and I respect you deeply. But if a person like this is going to exist here..." Jiang Yu's expression was calm. "I don't think there is any need for us to continue working together."

Chen Guosheng’s face darkened as he looked at Qin Tianhao: "Apologize."

When Qin Tianhao heard Chen Guosheng asking him to apologize to Jiang Yu, it was the second time. "Director Chen, what exactly did he give you? I can give it to you too. I can contact the company right now to compensate..."

"Get out! Say one more word, and I'll have you replaced!" Chen Guosheng looked at him coldly. "The money Jiang Yu has saved me is more than enough to replace you."

Qin Tianhao wanted to say something more, but seeing Chen Guosheng’s furious eyes, he shot a cold look at Jiang Yu. Apologizing was out of the question! He had to leave in a fit of rage.

As he passed by Jiang Yu, he stopped. He didn't dare provoke Chen Guosheng, but why should he be afraid of a mere singer? Gritting his teeth, he spat out a few words:

"Just you wait!"