Chapter 85: The "So Comfortable" Alliance (Please Subscribe)

Of course, Wang Mo was only grumbling to himself.

He trusted Yuan Xiong’s ability.

With Yuan Xiong being such a penny-pinching miser, Wang Mo felt that if he truly landed a role in Eternal Bond of Destinies, Yuan Xiong would certainly wring out the greatest possible benefits for him.

What delighted Wang Mo most at that moment was this: his earlier guess had indeed been correct. If aura transformation were used in filming television dramas and movies, then to other actors it would be a crushing blow.

You play a chivalrous hero? Then I am a chivalrous hero.

You play a hidden traitor? Then I am a hidden traitor.

You play a eunuch? Then I am... never mind, let’s not do that.

But soon Wang Mo discovered that this was not his greatest surprise.

A voice rang out in his mind: "Congratulations, Host. You have made a zero-to-one breakthrough in the film and television industry. Reward: one silver treasure chest, one bronze treasure chest."

"Huh?"

Wang Mo raised an eyebrow.

He had not expected that his unexpected cameo in Eternal Bond of Destinies would be seen by the system as a breakthrough in the film and television world.

"It seems my judgment was always right. The meaning of the system’s existence is to keep encouraging me to achieve new accomplishments in the entertainment industry. Only then can I earn more rewards."

Wang Mo nodded to himself.

After some thought, he decided not to open the two treasure chests for now.

At the moment, there did not seem to be anything he needed them for.

He would open them when there was a need.

...

By noon, after finishing the crew’s boxed lunch, Wang Mo bade farewell to the Eternal Bond of Destinies production team with Yuan Xiong and returned to the company.

As they left, nearly everyone wore a complicated expression.

Thinking back to Wang Mo’s performance that morning as the "immortal descending the peak," many people still felt a chill crawl over their scalps.

Quite a few had the same thought: once this drama airs and that scene appears, who knows what sort of reaction the viewers online will have?

It was unimaginable.

Especially since the immortal was played by Wang Mo.

Guo Wei kept talking to Yuan Xiong, glancing at Wang Mo from time to time.

Only after they got in the car and left did Wang Mo ask curiously, "Brother Xiong, what was Director Guo talking to you about?"

Yuan Xiong said grumpily, "He kept saying I ruined you, that I’m a fraud of a manager. Said that with acting like yours, I somehow never noticed it. Damn it... where am I supposed to argue my case?"

Wang Mo coughed.

Yuan Xiong went on, "Still, there was truth in what Guo Wei said. He really was speaking from a place of regret for talent. That’s why he kept trying to pry information out of me, asking whether there was any chance you might make a comeback. I’m telling you, if there ever comes a day when you can return, Guo Wei will probably be the first to snatch you up as the lead in his next xianxia drama."

"That’s a bit exaggerated, isn’t it?" Wang Mo said.

"Ha."

Yuan Xiong gave a cold laugh. "You’re underestimating the shock your performance this morning gave everyone. You’ve got looks, a massive fanbase, and on top of that, a natural gift for blending into the bearing of an immortal. Anyway, I can’t even imagine what kind of amazement the audience would feel if you starred in a xianxia drama."

A look of anticipation appeared on Wang Mo’s face.

Yuan Xiong ruthlessly doused him with cold water. "Don’t dream. With your current situation, if you want a proper, aboveboard comeback, it’ll take at least five years. And even after you come back, you couldn’t just appear on screen right away. You’d have to take it step by step. So conservatively speaking, if you were to play the lead in Guo Wei’s xianxia drama, that’s probably a matter of ten years from now.

Ten years... ha. In the entertainment world, ten years can almost be called an age of upheaval."

Wang Mo: "..."

Damn it.

Would it kill you not to pour cold water on me?

However, Wang Mo did not take Yuan Xiong’s words to heart at all.

Ten years?

Impossible.

If things followed the normal course, he might truly need to wait ten years, or even longer, before returning to the entertainment industry.

But he had the system.

So, one year. No more.

...

While Wang Mo was wandering around the Eternal Bond of Destinies set, in Magic City, inside a very private private-kitchen room, Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, and Fu Zhuang were sitting together for a meal.

Yet none of them had picked up their chopsticks. Instead, they were studying one another with great seriousness.

They had long known each other’s names, and they already knew that the other two shared a fate somewhat like their own: all of them had been saved by Wang Mo’s songs.

So when the three finally met, they even had the strange feeling of long-lost relatives reuniting.

Hao Mingxing was the first to stand and smiled. "I originally wanted to invite Brother Mo here too, but I called him several times and he just couldn’t get away. So I had to settle for the three of us getting together first. The past few months have been incredibly busy for each of us, and it’s only likely to get busier. We hardly have any chance to meet at all. Since we’ve finally managed to carve out a few hours this time, if we don’t make proper use of them, then the next time we find space to meet may be far, far away."

Su Xueyao smiled brightly. "Brother Xing is right."

Fu Zhuang also nodded. "Brother Xing sees clearly."

Among the three, Hao Mingxing was the oldest and the most steady.

Naturally, he became the core of the group.

Hao Mingxing said gravely, "There’s no other meaning to this meal. I’m simply thinking that, among the three of us, aside from Fu Zhuang, who already had some name in the music world, both Xueyao and I owe almost everything we have today to Brother Mo..."

Fu Zhuang gave a wry smile. "Brother Xing, please don’t flatter me. I only have today because of Brother Mo as well. Before I sang The Dragon Scale of Heaven and Earth, I was nobody in the music world. Who knew who I was?"

Hao Mingxing nodded. "Exactly. That’s why I mean this: I hope that in the days to come, the three of us can look after one another and support one another."

Su Xueyao agreed immediately. "I agree!"

Fu Zhuang also smiled. "To be honest, Brother Xing, I’ve long had the same thought."

In the entertainment industry, stars who get along well often form their own circles. They grow close, help each other, and benefit one another.

Especially those who came from the same school or training background, who would band together firmly and advance or retreat as one.

The benefits of that far outweigh struggling alone in the industry.

Now, because of Wang Mo and because their backgrounds were somewhat similar, Hao Mingxing hoped the three of them could unite.

Seeing the other two agree, Hao Mingxing smiled, but then he became serious again. "There’s another important reason I want the three of us to form an alliance: Brother Mo’s identity is sensitive."

At those words, Su Xueyao and Fu Zhuang both straightened instinctively.

Hao Mingxing’s expression was earnest. "Brother Mo should never have fallen from grace. He ended up like this because of persecution by certain capital interests and public opinion. But I believe that one day he’ll return to the entertainment industry. That process will probably be unimaginably hard, full of obstacles. So I hope that in the years ahead, we’ll absolutely give Brother Mo enough support from behind the scenes so that he can return smoothly.

Can you do that?

Because this alliance is not only for ourselves, but also for Brother Mo.

If it were only for our own interests, I wouldn’t need an alliance at all.

If you can’t do it, I won’t have any objections. Today’s dinner would simply be an ordinary gathering among colleagues."

After saying that, Hao Mingxing’s gaze deepened as he fixed the two with his eyes.

After only a moment, Su Xueyao stood up and said without hesitation, "Brother Xing, everything I have today was given to me by Brother Mo, so I agree with you!"

Fu Zhuang showed a thoughtful expression. After pondering for a while, he also stood. "I agree too."

"Good!"

Hao Mingxing raised the glass on the table and drank it down in one gulp. "In that case, from this day on, our three-person alliance is officially established. For Brother Mo, for ourselves, for our team... let us struggle together in the entertainment industry."

Su Xueyao and Fu Zhuang also raised their glasses and drank them dry.

"Together, we struggle."

"Together, we struggle."

The three exchanged glances and broke into brilliant smiles.

After a moment, Su Xueyao asked, "Should we privately give the alliance a name?"

Hao Mingxing: "Oh? Good idea."

Fu Zhuang suggested, "How about taking the first character of each of our names and calling it the Hao-Su-Fu Alliance?"

"The ‘Feel-Good Alliance’?"

Hao Mingxing and Su Xueyao exchanged strange looks.

What a terrible name.

Hao Mingxing shook his head. "Brother Mo will definitely keep writing songs in the future, and more singers like us will join our alliance. So the alliance’s name definitely can’t use our own names."

Su Xueyao said, "Then why not use Brother Mo’s surname? Call it the Wang Dynasty Alliance!"

Hao Mingxing: "..."

Su Xueyao: "..."

In the end, after a long discussion, the three still had no result.

So Hao Mingxing simply called Wang Mo and told him about the alliance, then asked what name would be best.

"An alliance?"

Wang Mo was stunned when he heard the news.

He had never imagined these three would actually form an alliance.

After thinking it over, he replied, "Call it the Dark Alliance."

Hao Mingxing: "6!"

Su Xueyao: "6!"

Fu Zhuang: "6!"

It was not as good as the "Feel-Good" Alliance.

But Wang Mo felt quite satisfied. What a great name.

First, it was related to his own name.

Second, in his previous life Wang Mo had loved reading Tomato’s books, and he knew that Tomato’s fans were called the Red Alliance, so what was wrong with him choosing the Dark Alliance?

Third, the Dark Alliance also carried the sense of hidden scheming.

Thus, the name "Dark Alliance" was settled.

At that moment, Wang Mo had not thought at all about what the future Dark Alliance would become.

With a mischievous thought in his heart, he mused: should I find a chance to let the diva Xu Mengqi join the Dark Alliance too?

Of course, that thought only flashed through his mind.

He did not dwell on it.

Soon, Wang Mo had put the matter out of his mind, because Yuan Xiong brought good news: "Wang Mo, I’ve already arranged everything for your trip to the capital. Flight tomorrow morning!"

"Oh?"

Wang Mo’s eyes lit up. "Thanks, Brother Xiong!"

Tomorrow, he would head to the capital and pay a visit to He Zhixing.

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