si-mexico Chapter 587: Three Roommates, Midnight Terror
Chapter 587: Three Roommates, Midnight Terror
“Huh? What’s wrong, Brother Xiao? Is there something on my face?”Jiang Junjie noticed Xiao He’s gaze and touched his own face with a hint of surprise. Jiang Junjie had a crew cut, a ruggedly handsome look, and cultivated a bold, tough-guy persona. Standing there like a small mountain, his build was even more robust than Xiao He’s. He was also an artist from Jingyou Entertainment, but his career wasn’t as successful as Yun Ziqi’s; he was basically a freebie thrown in when Yun Ziqi joined the crew.
Xiao He’s gaze lingered on the man for a moment, then he smiled slightly. “Nothing, nice to meet you, nice to meet you.”
On the other side, Yun Ziqi and the last roommate also walked over.
“Hello, Teacher Xiao.”
Ding Cheng stepped forward to shake Xiao He’s hand. “My name is Ding Cheng.”
“Hello, hello.”
Ding Cheng’s looks were rather ordinary compared to the others. However, Xiao He had seen his promotional photos; his makeup artist was truly amazing, the skills were top-notch. But sometimes, under certain lighting conditions, it could be a complete disaster. Someone like this didn’t have many advantages in the entertainment industry unless they possessed exceptional talent in other areas.
In contrast, Ding Cheng was noticeably friendlier than the other two. When he saw Xiao He picking out a bed, he proactively said, “This room was originally for Brother Yun and me, so we have a bit more stuff. But we’ve already changed the bedding with new sets. Don’t worry, Brother Xiao. See which bed you’d like.”
Xiao He glanced around and found that the two beds weren’t that different. One was by the window, the other by the bathroom. Since there was no heating in the room, the window bed might be a bit cold, while the one near the bathroom might be affected by its proximity.
So Xiao He asked, “Have the other teachers already chosen these two beds? I’m fine with either.”
The original occupant, Ding Cheng, looked at Yun Ziqi. “Brother Yun and I are on our original beds, but nothing is set in stone. We were waiting for you, Brother Xiao, so we could discuss it together.”
Good.
Xiao He breathed an almost imperceptible sigh of relief, then casually pointed to the spot near the bathroom. “I’ll sleep here, then.”
It wasn’t that Xiao He was being modest. He was planning that if someone snored or slept badly, he’d just head out for a walk all night. He wasn’t afraid of staying awake anyway.
“Alright! Then I’ll be sharing a bed with Brother Xiao!”
Ding Cheng’s happiness was written all over his face.
But Yun Ziqi looked at Jiang Junjie, wrinkled his nose slightly as if dissatisfied, and immediately said to Ding Cheng, “I tend to get up in the middle of the night too, so I’d better sleep over here.”
That meant Yun Ziqi and Xiao He would share a bed, while Ding Cheng and Jiang Junjie would share the other.
Jiang Junjie’s expression froze for a moment before he said, half in self-deprecation and half in jest, “Being rejected so clearly by Brother Yun, this is truly heartbreaking.”
Yun Ziqi just smiled. “Sorry, Junjie.”
Ding Cheng was a bit disappointed he couldn’t use this chance to build a better relationship with Xiao He, but he was quick to act. He immediately cleared his things from his original bed and moved to the one by the window.
The temporary sleeping arrangement was thus settled.
It was getting late, so everyone took turns washing up and then headed to bed one by one.
Maybe because they weren’t very familiar with each other, lying in bed felt awkward. Not a single person looked at their phone; they all just tried to fall asleep in the darkness.
Xiao He wasn’t in the mood for small talk either. He simply closed his eyes, forcing himself to sleep so he wouldn’t have to stay in this uncomfortable atmosphere.
Soon, the pitch-black room fell completely silent.
…
In the middle of the night, Xiao He was woken by a noise from the bathroom.
He snapped his eyes open.
“Shhhh—”
A rustling sound came from the bathroom.
Xiao He glanced to his left and saw Yun Ziqi still sleeping, while the other bed only had one person left.
But since the room was so dark, Xiao He couldn’t tell if it was Ding Cheng or Jiang Junjie sleeping there.
He picked up his phone and checked the time.
【4:05】
At this hour, was someone using the bathroom?
Xiao He lay back down, but he couldn’t fall asleep again.
Even though he was sharing a bed with Yun Ziqi, he was on the very edge, closest to the bathroom. So he could clearly hear someone fiddling with something inside, along with the occasional sound of scissors cutting.
What the hell was he doing?
Xiao He’s nerves were on high alert.
The main reason was that the moment Xiao He had stepped into this room, he’d caught a faint, fishy, rotting odor coming from Jiang Junjie.
It was the scent of the same kind.
This Jiang Junjie was no simple character.
However, the drawback of this sense was that he couldn’t tell exactly what Jiang Junjie had done. It wasn’t murder or arson, but beyond that, he couldn’t be sure.
Logically speaking, a crew like *Red Journey on the Snowy Ridge* would have very high standards for its actors; it seemed unlikely that such a situation would occur…
Xiao He thought back and suddenly remembered that Jiang Junjie was indeed different.
Because Jiang Junjie was the “bonus” Yun Ziqi brought into the crew. From a certain perspective, Jiang Junjie was vouched for by Yun Ziqi, so the vetting process wasn’t as strict as it was for Xiao He and the others.
Some big companies do this—to promote new talent, they make popular actors a “buy one, get one free” deal. That is, if the production team wants to use the popular actor, they must also take on another actor from the same company.
In this situation, the famous actor actually gets the short end of the stick. They’re not only forced into a bundled sale but also become the guarantor for the other actor. If that brought-in actor causes any trouble, the production team will definitely come looking for the famous one to pay compensation.
Thinking about the aura on Jiang Junjie, Xiao He silently mourned for Yun Ziqi for a few minutes.
If Jiang Junjie did something wrong, Yun Ziqi would be in deep trouble and would most likely be dragged down with him.
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About another ten minutes or so passed before the person inside came out.
By the dim light leaking from the bathroom crack, Xiao He finally saw who had gotten up—it was Jiang Junjie, no doubt!
But this time, he was holding a pair of scissors in his hand.
Huh? Wait, holding what?
A pair of… scissors?
Xiao He, whose night vision had returned, finally saw it clearly.
Jiang Junjie, who had just come out of the bathroom, was now holding a pair of scissors in his hand.
The man didn’t seem to notice that Xiao He was awake. Holding the somewhat vintage fabric scissors, he walked straight to his bed, then stood there quietly, raising his arm and making measuring motions back and forth at the sleeping Ding Cheng.
The hair on Xiao He’s neck stood on end.
What the hell was this guy playing at??
It wasn’t Xiao He being overly sensitive. The scent of a “same kind” never lied.
—Four in the morning. A man who isn’t a good person is standing by someone else’s bed, gesturing with scissors in his hand, seemingly ready to do something at any moment… Ask yourself, isn’t this scene creepy as hell?
Xiao He couldn’t hold back anymore. He shot upright and rasped, “Jiang Junjie, what are you doing?”
Can’t a guy get some sleep in the middle of the damn night?!