HBWMA -Chapter 205 The Unattainable White Moonlight

The props team reset the scene.

Director: “Action!”

The new actor followed the script, delivering a round of humiliating lines, then picked up a bowl of noodle soup and splashed it straight onto Su Yun’s face.

Director: “Cut!”

The new actor quietly breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to step forward to comfort Su Yun when a domineering female voice rang out.

“Director, I think the conflict still isn’t strong enough—not detailed enough. That girl student didn’t even react after the soup was splashed on her. That doesn’t show what a weak victim should look like. Also, the prop details aren’t realistic enough. I think using hot soup would work better. And to highlight how disgusting the bullies are, we should add a scene where they kneel and apologize.”

Su Yun’s eyelids trembled. She slowly adjusted her glasses. When the hot soup had splashed at her face earlier, she had shut her eyes and endured it. Now, greasy noodles were still hanging off her lenses.

Even in such a miserable state, it still hadn’t stopped the bullies.

The new actor felt a little uneasy and wanted to say something, but in the end could only choose self-preservation.

The director glanced at Xiao Lanlan. “Uh… what’s going on with the props team? Can’t even handle such a small thing? Makeup team, take this student down and fix her makeup.”

Staff immediately stepped forward to lead Su Yun away. Su Yun didn’t resist and obediently followed.

These bullies had no empathy—the more you resisted, the more they would target you. That morning, she had stepped in because she couldn’t stand Xiao Lanlan using “teaching” as an excuse to beat Zhao Tang—and by the afternoon, she had already been targeted by her.

“Wait.”

Just as the makeup staff was about to take Su Yun away, the previously unnoticed Shen Mianzhi suddenly spoke.

Fu Sui’er raised her brows slightly and quietly sat back down. A moment earlier, her water cup had already been lifted halfway into the air—if Shen Mianzhi’s “wait” had come even a second later, it would have already been thrown straight at Xiao Lanlan.

Xiao Lanlan frowned and turned toward her. Although her lips were curved in a smile, her eyes had already turned cold.

“Zhizhi, what’s wrong?”

Shen Mianzhi held an umbrella and a water bottle, standing in front of Su Yun with a calm, icy gaze fixed on the director.

“If they’re not acting anymore, I’ll pay for your losses.”

The director was confused. Isn’t she Xiao Lanlan’s younger sister? Why is she undermining her own sister?

The smile on Xiao Lanlan’s face stiffened. “Zhizhi, if you take them away now, you’ll delay our filming progress.”

Shen Mianzhi replied evenly, “They’re students. They can’t meet your filming requirements. Also, your production has already seriously disrupted our school’s students. I suggest your crew hold an internal review meeting first. If things don’t improve, I will submit a report to the school requesting that filming support be withdrawn.”

The director froze and quickly stood up. “Th—this is a bit much…”

He still didn’t know Shen Mianzhi’s background, so he didn’t dare speak recklessly.

Shen Mianzhi turned to the girls from the school. “Take her back to the classroom first. Send someone to collect your contracts and bring them over.”

The girls from DeCai knew Shen Mianzhi well—she had a strong background and was kind-hearted. Seeing her step in, they immediately felt reassured, almost in tears, and quickly helped Su Yun leave the cafeteria.

Originally, Xiao Lanlan had called Shen Mianzhi over intending to use her as a stepping stone—to let the students from Yucai see that even a legitimate young lady of the Shen family would only serve her, Xiao Lanlan.

She hadn’t expected to shoot herself in the foot.

Furious, Xiao Lanlan stood up and pointed at Shen Mianzhi’s shoulder.

“What do you mean by that? You’re putting on airs as the Shen family’s young lady in front of me? Don’t you think you’re getting a little too full of yourself? Do I need to remind you who you are—”

Before she could finish, a long, slender hand pulled Shen Mianzhi’s arm and dragged her behind him.

“She’s right. You’ve already seriously affected our studies.”

Xiao Lanlan froze, staring at the boy in disbelief.

Shen Mianzhi’s heartbeat raced. When she heard that voice, she didn’t even dare to look up—just stared blankly at the large hand holding her arm.

“Zhou Yanheng, you’re taking her side?”

Zhou Yanheng chuckled. “What’s the problem? She’s the student council president of our school—even I have to listen to her.”

Shen Mianzhi’s chaotic heartbeat skipped a beat. She suddenly lifted her head to look at the young man before her, her eyes carrying both light and a burning intensity.

Xiao Lanlan frowned, her gaze instantly darkening.

Jiang Huashan shook her head. She had known it would come to this—what was meant to happen would still happen. Such blatant favoritism was, for someone as insecure and sensitive as Shen Mianzhi, no different from divine salvation.

This world wasn’t Vertical and Horizontal Heroics, yet it still carried the plotline of Vertical and Horizontal Heroics. A derivative storyline?

With Zhou Yanheng stepping in, Xiao Lanlan couldn’t afford to escalate things further. She forcibly restrained her emotions and forced a smile. “Alright! I’ll coordinate with the production team.”

Zhou Yanheng nodded, then under everyone’s watchful gaze, he took Shen Mianzhi’s hand and walked out of the restaurant.

Xiao Lanlan gritted her teeth as she watched their backs, her forced smile gradually stiffening.

The angriest one was Fu Xiaoxiao. She had originally thought Su Mo was her biggest rival, but unexpectedly, Shen Mianzhi had appeared out of nowhere.

However, she wasn’t one to suffer losses either. She turned and vented her anger on Xiao Lanlan. “Didn’t you think you were so capable? Trying every trick to seduce Brother A-Heng, and yet you’re not even as good as some Shen Mianzhi.”

“What did you say?!” Xiao Lanlan was already teetering on the edge of rage. Hearing this, she couldn’t hold back and shoved Fu Xiaoxiao.

Fu Xiaoxiao wasn’t easy to bully either—she immediately shoved back.

The two of them exchanged blows in an instant. Everyone around them froze for a second before rushing in to break them apart.

The chaotic drama left Fu Sui’er completely confused. “Since when did Shen Mianzhi and Zhou Yanheng become so close?”

Jiang Huashan shook her head.

Shen Geling stood up. “Let’s go. To the infirmary.”

“…” Jiang Huashan frowned and glanced sideways at him. “Why do you always remember that? I already said I’m fine. What, do you really think I’m some kind of tool, trying to earn brownie points with Grandpa?”

Fu Sui’er tugged at Jiang Huashan’s arm. “You should still go. Your forehead has grown a horn.”

She usually didn’t speak up for outsiders—unless she really couldn’t stand it.

“…” Jiang Huashan touched her forehead. “Tch… this damned plot.”

Shen Geling: “What did you say?”

Jiang Huashan shook her head. “Nothing. Let’s go.”

The A Zone was in complete chaos, while the three of them walked out of the cafeteria as if it had nothing to do with them.

Suddenly, Jiang Huashan thought of something and grabbed Fu Sui’er. “Sui’er, what do you think a white moonlight is?”

“White moonlight?” Fu Sui’er turned to look at Shen Geling. “I don’t know. You should ask Brother A-Ling. Don’t all boys have their own white moonlight?”

Jiang Huashan turned to Shen Geling. “Shen Guiling, do you have a white moonlight?”

Shen Geling replied, “No.”

Fu Sui’er immediately grew interested, full of gossip. “Really? Brother A-Ling, you’re not allowed to lie. So many girls like you—don’t you have even one you like? What about Sister A-Sheng? Doesn’t she count?”

Jiang Huashan chimed in, “Exactly, exactly.”

Shen Geling paused in his steps and glanced at them. His gaze was gentle, his eyes slightly lifted.

“No,” he said. “A white moonlight is someone you can’t have. I don’t have one.”