Title: True Star/ 巨星
Pinyin: Ju Xing
Author: Wan Mie Zhi Shang/ 万灭之殇
Original Language: Chinese
Status: 4 Volumes + Extras (Approximately 450 chapters)
Original Translator: Giraffe Corps
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After the final exam, Tang Feng went to the restroom to wash his face. Just before filming, the makeup artist had applied some foundation onto his face.
In the midst of cleaning up, his phone suddenly started ringing. Tang Feng pulled it out to see an unknown number displayed on the screen.
"Hello?" He answered the call, while pulling a few paper towels out of the dispenser to dry his hands.
"Mr. Tang, that was an excellent performance. Very excellent indeed. It was stunning enough that I couldn't resist giving you a call. I like your acting. I like how you stood by the window and appeared as if on the verge of tears. I like the determination and purity I see in your eyes. I have been mesmerized by your performance! Completely and utterly mesmerized!"
With that theatrical way of speaking, that strange and exaggerated tone, and that voice that more or less qualified as beautiful and smooth, it was difficult for Tang Feng to pretend that he didn't know who was on the other end of the line.
After having a cup of coffee with Albert in the United States, Tang Feng knew the strange man would call him sooner or later. However, he didn't expect Albert to call just three months after their last meeting. He also didn't expect the onslaught of admiration from Albert in just their first phone call.
"Thank you." Out of mere courtesy, Tang Feng expressed his gratitude.
"No, I'm the one who has to thank you. For a man who lives in the dark, you are the bright star that has lit up my heart."
Tang Feng had heard corny words of praise before, but hearing those same words come out of Albert's mouth made his hair stand on end. It was like they were enacting a Shakespearean tragedy. It was awkward and strange no matter how they went about it. Tang Feng squeezed the bridge of his nose and walked out of the restroom. He'd better find an empty room before continuing their call; a special man like Albert wouldn't call him out of nowhere just to express some admiration.
"Your determination and your intelligence, they've completely enthralled me. I'd heard that you had been kidnapped a few days earlier. Ah, heavens, I was very shocked when I came to know of it."
I don't hear an ounce of shock in that flat voice of yours, Tang Feng remarked to himself. However, how did Albert come to know that he had been kidnapped by Su Qi Cheng?
"But you had used your own power to escape from the devil's claws. In that kind of urgent and dangerous situation, the intelligence and decisiveness you've displayed is enough to make me insane!"
You can only blame going insane on yourself. Don't push the responsibility onto me, Mr. Albert the Insane.
"Then," Tang Feng said, "Mr. Albert, why exactly did you call me?"