Chapter 71 – Small Pickle
With Su Jishi’s rhetorical question, Zhou Jing became too weak to even utter a word.

She was just a simpleton. When she thought Su Jin had been abandoned by her financial backer, she aimed to step on her. But now that Su Jin seemed to still have contact with Mu Xiulun, she was quick to lick her boots!

She had been unfortunate though, for Su Jishi didn’t want this kind of person to rub against her warmth and take advantage of her sister’s popularity when she didn’t deserve it.

The bearing of a little flower? Saving the face of a co-actress? Compared with these useless things, it was more important to be comfortable.

Zhou Jing stood there unmovingly, her face was already red in embarrassment and anger. Not only did she not get the heat she wanted, but when the netizens wake up tomorrow, everyone would know about her being unfriended by Su Jin!

Desperate, she was willing to risk her dignity and ask Su Jishi to add her back, but Su Jishi didn’t heed attention to her words at all. She took all her assistants and makeup artists and proceeded to her nanny car. From her first and last step, not once did she give a single look back.

Zhou Jing’s assistant was a new girl and had not seen much of the world. The first artist she served was Zhou Jing. She thought all the artists in the world were the same—unscrupulous, always currying favor and clinging to influential people.

But she didn’t think there was such an actress as Su Jin, who was soft in the face but not in character.

The little assistant warbled and asked, “Uhm…Sister Zhou, the blog with the photo you have just taken, do you want to delete it?”

“Delete? What is there to delete?!” Zhou Jing swept over her with a scolding, “Deleting would only worsen this! Do you think netizens are fools? Even if you deleted them, screenshots would fly all over the sky first thing in the morning tomorrow!”

“What should I do then?”

“Keep it! If anyone asks, you say this… ”

Zhou Jing pulled the little assistant to the front whom she previously instructed to make everything clear.

The starlet’s idea was nothing new either. To the effect, she made her assistant say in front of the media that she really took Su Jin as a friend, but forgot that their level in the entertainment were very different. Her assistant’s message was clear as water, she insinuated that it was normal for Su Jin not to befriend Zhou Jing because the popular flower probably thinks low of Zhou Jing.

To put it plainly, Zhou Jing tried to put the blame on Su Jishi.

The little assistant thought if they could really pull off this stunt. This kind of “It’s her fault that we drifted apart!” technique of throwing blame on others is only used by junior high school girls, isn’t it?

***

At that time, the Su Jishi, of course, didn’t know of Zhou Jing’s scheme behind her back.

She sat inside the nanny car with her eyes closed. She asked Ashan to take off her makeup for her. In order to adjust her skin color, Ashan applied a thick layer of foundation to all her exposed skin. It was many times more difficult to remove makeup than other actresses. Fortunately, Xiao Xia was there to help him, which greatly saved time.

When her arms and legs were wiped clean, Su Jishi finally returned to her original appearance, and by this time, the sky was getting brighter.

Even if she stayed up all night finishing a shoot, her spirit was still in a state of inexplicable excitement. Everyone else around her had been sleepy and yawning, while Su Jishi remained energetic and tireless.

Out of a sudden, Su Jishi’s cell phone gave a “ding” sound and a WeChat message jumped onto the screen.

Looking at the time, it’s just a little over 4:30. Who is this night owl that suddenly messaged her?

Unlocking her phone, Su Jishi was met with unexpected realization—the person who just sent a WeChat message was Mu Xiulun, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time!

Her sister’s former financial backer was really strange. He went to visit her on the first day of filming and sent her WeChat after the filming was finished. It was like he watching her all the time.

Su Jishi had long wanted to draw a clear line with him, but the other party always found opportunities to appear in front of her again and again. How weird!

Su Jishi opened her WeChat app. In the empty chat dialog box, only a strange emoticon could be seen.

Mr. Mu : [Hammer]

Su Jishi: ?

Su Jishi really couldn’t understand what he meant and had to resort to outside help. She looked at the seat beside her, where Xiao Xia was reclining with her head propped up.

Poking her fingers at her assistant’s side, the latter opened her bloodshot eyes. “Xiao Xia, what does it mean if someone suddenly sends you a hammer emoticon?”

Xiao Xia replied in a daze: “Hammer? In our place, hammers are used in cursing, a taboo even! ” She was a native of Chongqing**, and had been floating in Beijing for several years.

“It means long and erect p*nis!”

**T/N : Chongqing is a provincial municipality in China.

Su Jishi: “….”

“For example, if one male wants to provoke another, he would say, ‘You don’t have a hammer but only a small pickle!’ ”