Feng Mang

Chapter 2:    He has too many flaws

Translator: Aafkee

As a fight was about to break out on his side, the crowd on the other side were too busy trying to promote themselves to the casting manager. The casting manager had started his career as an extra as well, but he was already considered to be experienced and had a bit of a reputation among these people. He did not bother sparing a glance nor did he give any response to the crowd trying to curry favour with him as they kept promoting themselves. His arrogant gaze swept across the crowd, picking out the candidates who met his requirements as if they were animals, “You, you, and you… The rest of you can leave.” Those who were chosen followed the casting manager eagerly as if they had won a lottery, while those who were not so lucky could only continue their long wait. Li Shang saw the scene of Han Dong and the middle-aged man wrestling each other the moment Li Shang arrived. Since he did not understand the situation, he did not dare come forward to intervene. Instead, pulled over a person and asked them. “Who’s that fighting over there?” The person answered, “He’s one of us who have been camping here every day.” Li Shang frowned, “Then, why doesn’t any of you care when he’s getting beaten up?” “Care? Why should we care? I can barely manage myself! Besides, every time there’s casting, the casting manager would choose him eight or nine times out of ten times. Even if there is only one spot left, the others will not stand a chance as long as he is present.” Li Shang sized up Han Dong. Tall, long legs, with an extremely good body figure. One of the main reasons he was always chosen was probably because of his good figure. As for his face, it could neither be called handsome nor ugly, but it was extremely distinguishable. It could be remembered at just a single glance.
“Is that why you guys dislike him?” Li Shang asked. “It’s not that we dislike him. How should I put it,” they thought for a moment, “you can’t really build a deep relationship with these people.” That sparked Li Shang’s interest, “Why? What type of person is he?” “Him? He has loads of flaws if I’m seriously gonna count them out. First of all, he’s a perverted playboy and an improper punk. I don’t even know how many times he has changed girlfriends. Secondly, he loves to brag and is extremely smug. Thirdly, he’s such a slowpoke, always taking his own sweet time. The more anxious you are, the longer he’ll drag. Fourthly, he’s cunning and always calculating. A normal person wouldn’t be able to deal with him. Also, he’s really eccentric. Sometimes, he’s awfully accurate when he looks at people’s fortune as if he’s a psychic…” Before he could finish his sentence, that person stood up and rushed towards the entrance, “The casting manager has come out, again. There sure are many roles today!” Seeing the crowd rushing towards the entrance, Han Dong, who was still stuck in his “hard battle”, panicked and cursed directly at the middle-aged man, “Fuck, let go of me!” The middle-aged man was frightened by Han Dong’s sharp gaze for a split second, but he recovered quickly. He dragged Han Dong further onto the road and the two continued tearing at each other. Although Han Dong was young and agile, given their obvious size difference, the middle-aged man easily snatched him up with his thick and sturdy arms. He’d initially wanted to throw Han Dong over his shoulders but, instead, he ended up throwing him on the fence rather than on the floor. A big opening was torn on Han Dong’s shirt, even the twisted metal poles got caught in the holes of his ripped jeans, leading to him hanging upside-down on the fence. The middle-aged man panted roughly for a while, trying to catch his breath. Feeling as though he had beaten him enough, the man turned around and left, directly. “Fuck! Get me down, or I’m gonna freaking curse you with a talisman and hospitalise you!” Han Dong could only shout while he struggled wildly. Unfortunately, his clothes were hooked tightly on the fence. Not only did he not struggle off it, but the hem of his shirt ended up covering his face, his waist fully exposed to the chilling wind, with his two long legs prominently raised in the air.