Chapter 69 The Man Who Recites Poetry
The next day.
After breakfast, a hidden speaker in the street broadcasted the director's voice, calling everyone to gather in the hotel lobby, especially Li Teng and Anna, who were about to depart for the Hell Theater Troupe.
The news brought everyone scurrying over, including Feng Dahai, who was flanked by two security guards.
The director, dragging a suitcase, looked ready for a long journey.
Accompanied by two bodyguards each, Li Teng and Anna, like movie stars, each also had two "bodyguards."
However, these bodyguards were not there to ensure their safety but to watch over them and prevent them from escaping midway.
Li Teng felt such surveillance was unnecessary.
Escape in this eerie place? Where could he possibly go?
Dozens of drones were already hovering in the sky, beginning real-time tracking and filming of Li Teng and Anna.
In the hotel lobby, several large screens lit up on the walls, broadcasting the entire Hell Mode live. Other actors from the troupe could watch Li Teng and Anna's Hell Mode performance on these screens.
Everyone present had never entered Hell Mode nor witnessed it, so for them, it was their first time watching fellow troupe members struggling in Hell Mode live.
"Wishing you a safe return!" Elsa expressed her blessings to the two.
"It would be best if both of you could come back together!" Gao Fei also conveyed his blessings.
"Hang in there, pretty boy!" Daisy said, wiping her teary eyes.
"Tsk tsk, Hell Mode! Congratulations! I hope you still have the chance to eat roasted chicken next time." Huang Xun smiled broadly as he "blessed" Li Teng, his mood extremely pleasant and his thoughts clear at last—no longer having to see this man again.
"The scene I most want to see is… when only the two of them remain out of eight people, and then only one can survive, they start a sanctimonious slaughter of each other, haha..." Pretty Boy Du Qing said with a wicked smile.
"Hmph! Foolish couple! Conspiring against me? They ended up going to Hell together! Death also unites them, truly a dog's end!" Feng Dahai cursed the two.
A bus stopped outside the hotel, and under the director's urging, Li Teng and Anna followed the director onto the bus.
After waving goodbye to everyone, the driver started the vehicle and drove out of sight.
All the way, Anna kept looking out of the window, showing no intention of talking.
Li Teng also furrowed his brow in thought and remained silent as well.
The director and her two bodyguards were also silent.
Half an hour later, the bus reached its destination.
It was an airport!
Similar to those big commercial airports in the real world.
The airport was nearly empty, with only a few staff members present.
The plane was about to take off.
The director led Li Teng and Anna through security, across the waiting hall, onto the shuttle bus, and finally to the aircraft door, where they boarded the plane.
The cabin was nearly empty, with few flight attendants.
Since the cabin was empty, everyone naturally chose first class.
Under the director's orchestration, Li Teng and Anna sat down side by side, with the director sitting behind them.
The six bodyguards professionally fixed their gaze on the two, preventing any unforeseen events.
Such as Li Teng suddenly going mad and eating the director alive.
"Director, there's no one else here, you can take off your mask now," Li Teng turned and spoke to the director.
The director remained silent, eyes glaring at Li Teng through the mask.
"Isn't it tiring to always wear a mask? Why do you wear it?" Li Teng continued to engage with the director.
The director still ignored him.
"Could it be... that you are particularly ugly? Are you wearing the mask because you feel inferior?" Li Teng speculated after a pause.
Anna originally disdained Li Teng for hitting on the director, but she was shocked to hear what Li Teng just said... Telling such things to a woman, especially a woman who could control your life and death, was he seeking death?
Gao Fei, Elsa, and others watching the livestream also widened their eyes.
Was Li Teng courting death too eagerly? Or did he think he was going to die anyway, so he might as well give up all hope?
"Don't feel inferior, being ugly isn't your fault," Li Teng went on to say.
Through the mask, the director's eyes fixated directly on Li Teng.
Anna sighed, it seemed that Li Teng had truly gone mad.
"Daring to speak to the director like this! Throw him out of the plane!" Huang Xun, watching the livestream, couldn't help but stir up trouble.
"That would be letting him off too easy." Feng Dahai, watching Li Teng's self-destructive behavior, appeared quite pleased.
"Director, don't think that all men judge women by their looks. Beautiful women are generally brainless, and to men, they are just vases, playthings; pleasing them is just to deceive them into bed. As for talented women, like female directors, screenwriters, authors, and the like, we genuinely respect them from the bottom of our hearts," Li Teng continued addressing the director.
For some reason, upon hearing what Li Teng said, Anna felt an urge to beat him up.
"Yo! Changing tactics to lick boots? Be careful not to lick the wrong spot!" Huang Xun sarcastically taunted from the viewers.
"The director isn't a three-year-old child who would be fooled by his words," Pretty Boy Du Qing countered disdainfully.
"If you don't shut up, I'll have someone throw you down!" The director finally spoke, her tone very unfriendly towards Li Teng.
"No, I just really admire you, nothing else," Li Teng said reluctantly turning back.
"I find you deserve a beating! How have you survived until now?" Anna marveled at Li Teng for provoking the director actively and even mocking the director for being ugly and inferior.
In the few theater troupes she had experienced, not a single actor dared to speak to the director like that.
Even if you want to suck up creatively, Li Teng, do you really understand a woman's psychology? Calling a woman ugly, saying a woman feels inferior, those are major taboos for women, and no amount of backpedaling can make up for that!
"You think all women are as petty as you? The director is different, she is a woman of talent, character, and intellect, and she knows I am a kind and sincere man of integrity. I admire such a woman, and she appreciates men like me."
"Sweeping the eyebrows, a poet's pen is exquisite, wearing a straw raincoat searching for poems in the white snow; the cotton remains unstained by mud, the heart is already old, let the windy butterfly laugh at the east wind."
"There's a kind of frequency resonance between us. You might see her wearing a mask, but when I look into her eyes, I can delve deep into her heart, feeling her unique loneliness and pride. This tacit understanding between us, ordinary people can't comprehend, and I am not inclined to explain it to such mortals," Li Teng answered Anna.
"You..." Anna suddenly realized she couldn't have a normal conversation with someone like Li Teng. It was one thing for a sycophant to continuously flatter the director, and she understood his intentions, but using her as a stepping stone crossed the line.
"So awkward!" Gao Fei covered his face while watching the livestream.
"Ha ha…" Elsa laughed awkwardly.
"Damn! This is my first time seeing someone so shameless! Whether others appreciate you or not, do you have the say? I hate men who recite poems at the drop of a hat the most in my life! Scum!" Feng Dahai cursed loudly after hearing Li Teng's words.
"Exactly! He's reached the peak of being despicable! I don't even know how to describe this kind of person anymore. He even tried to pick up the director! And his methods are the sleaziest! Calling him scum doesn't even seem to cut it," Huang Xun agreed with Feng Dahai's comment.
Although there was a deep feud between Feng Dahai and Huang Xun, they were unified in their stance against Li Teng.
"Don't worry, the director must already be very angry. She just hasn't exploded yet. There's definitely some good drama coming up," Pretty Boy Du Qing consoled them.
"I'm just afraid that the director is really a fool, and got deceived by that kid's damn poetry," Feng Dahai said with a gloomy face.
Men who can recite poetry are too dangerous; this reminded Feng Dahai of his ex-wife's current partner.
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