PFC Chapter 165 Dubai Chapter 15: The Final Battle at the Golden Mansion
Chapter 165 Dubai Chapter 15: The Final Battle at the Golden Mansion
165 Dubai Episode 15: The Showdown at the Golden Tower
That evening, the entire production crew checked into the Burj Al Arab hotel.
Around 10 o'clock, the guests' doors were knocked on one by one.
Xia Yu opened the door: (?°?д°?).
She saw Director Ma leaning against the door frame with one hand, his head slightly lowered.
He looked like he was trying to look cool.
"How tacky!"
Xia Yu couldn't help but complain.
"what?"
Director Ma raised his voice slightly.
"You can come if you have the ability?"
"Let's see what kind of effect you've produced!"
He yelled and told me to move aside.
"cut."
Xia Yu chuckled softly.
"Who's afraid of who!?"
She was wearing a satin pink Hello Kitty pajamas and had her long hair down.
Without saying a word, he copied the director's cringeworthy pose from earlier.
At that moment, the door to the next room opened.
Shang Xu poked his head out.
When he saw this scene, the corners of his eyes unconsciously turned upwards.
The pajamas that were inadvertently exposed in the camera were seized upon by netizens for all sorts of speculation.
Barrage:
Tang Sanzang washes his hair with Pantene: Oh my god, what am I seeing?!
El, confident and prepared: Blue!
Shen Yu was shocked: Red and blue have always been a classic color pairing!
((?????)?Um???)
(Something strange seems to have gotten mixed in upstairs?)
(Catch, Shen Shen!!)
(＼(`Δ')／Let's wait and see if Captain Su is here!)
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"Come."
"Teacher Xia Yu, show us something!"
Director Ma clapped.
Director Ma: (????????????) Yes!!!
The caption in the comments read: "Hua Hua's show time."
He was so supportive.
Xia Yu was a little embarrassed.
Xia Yu imitated Director Ma's earlier posture, one hand supporting herself on the door frame, the other hand on her hip, and her legs slightly bent.
The finishing touch is the slightly drooping head.
Your eyes should be disdainful, and your lips should curl into a mocking smile.
It's about looking cool.
Barrage:
Farmer's Three Punches Hurt a Little: Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!! My laughter filled the entire cabin, but thankfully I was on a private jet.
The farmer's three punches hurt a little: The flowers are so cute!!
Al, confident and prepared: The difference between perfume and glycerin suppositories.
"Fisherman's gaze is all on you": You're so bold to criticize Director Ma like that, but the description is quite apt.
Shang Xu stepped out and leaned his back against the oak-colored door frame.
She was wearing a blue Doraemon pajama set.
This echoes the nickname "Doraemon Shang" that everyone uses to describe him.
The slightly loose neckline of her pajamas sparked the imagination of her fans.
Barrage:
(Hissing sounds)
(It would be better if these pajamas were a bit looser. I don't mean anything by it, I'm just worried that they're too tight for Lao Shang and might affect his development.)
In the dim light, the delicate face was half-lit and half-shadowed.
The fans' sharp eyes accurately caught him as he looked at Xia Yu with a slight smile on his thin lips, clearly pleased with himself.
"I've finished learning."
"What's the matter?"
Xia Yu stood still and looked at the projected bullet comments.
"Thank you everyone for praising me."
She made a heart shape with her hands and winked.
Director Ma, oblivious to the dangers, followed suit and his movements became stiff.
Barrage:
A college student staying at home: If you don't understand, just ask, is this supposed to trap mosquitoes? Did you manage to trap one?
Shen Yu exclaimed in surprise: "Huahua is so white, so beautiful!! Director Ma standing in the back looks like a dirty bun, and that Shang...something...something...he's just a backdrop, completely overshadowed..."
Applying blush but not yawning: Why do strange things always end up in there?
Su Yuxian: Are you trying to bring trouble to Hua Hua? If you don't know how to use the internet, then don't use it. I'll send you to Africa for re-education, then you'll know you're wrong!
Sister Lan: I've already applied to the boss to get Shen Yujing on some wilderness survival show. Let's wait for good news!
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"Director Ma, what are you doing here so late?"
Let's get back to the main topic.
"Yes."
"If I hadn't knocked on the door, I would have beaten you up like a terrorist."
The Shang sequence opens.
Both of them noticed that Director Ma was holding a white notebook.
"I'm sending you the script."
Director Ma took out the script.
"yours."
He didn't even glance at it, just tossed it behind him.
Shang Xu, accustomed to this, reached out and took it.
"It's all colorful."
Director Ma handed it to Xia Yu.
Upon closer inspection, the cover is simple.
Only a few extra-large bold characters were written:
The Battle of the Golden Mansion
"What a cringey name!"
Xia Yu blinked her eyes.
"Yes."
Director Ma wasn't annoyed.
"This kind of cringeworthy stuff is definitely made for you guys."
He spoke as if it were the truth.
"Close the door and read carefully, don't let those little fans peek."
Barrage:
(Who are you talking about!?)
(I'm not peeking, we're not the kind of curious people. It seems only Director Ma is narcissistic in this world. Speaking of which, Hua Hua and Lao Shang are so fond of their fans, why don't they read it out loud!)
Farmer Three Punches Hurts a Little: Wow, it was worth putting aside my project to come all the way from Finland! Looking forward to tomorrow!
The other guests also received their scripts at the same time.
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(The following story is entirely fictional; please do not take it seriously.)
Dubai.
This city, brimming with luxury and opportunity, is a shining jewel of global commerce, attracting countless people.
In the vast desert, above a landscape rich in underground resources, stands a skyscraper that symbolizes wealth and power.
The Golden Mansion is a gathering place for various forces, who engage in open and covert struggles, deceit and treachery, all vying to ascend to the so-called Golden Pinnacle and become the powerful figure who stands above all others.
At the break of dawn.
The sand waves were gently caressed by the first rays of light.
The outline gradually became clear, shimmering with a soft golden hue.
The air was crisp and dry, carrying the fine texture of sand.
The "Gravity Field of Love" live stream started on time.
Eight million viewers flocked to the live stream to check in, and the number continued to rise.
Barrage:
(Wow! A thunderclap in the sky, and Gravity Field Fans make their dazzling appearance!!)
(Checking in from the front row!)
(Huahua, Mommy loves you, Huahua, keep going!)
Luo He: Brother Jianian, I'm here (Check-in complete, going back to sleep).
Carnival: Love is there, but not much.
Rock sugar pear soup is real: Tangtang, go go go!
Shang Xu's Dog: Enough said, Lao Shang's strength is evident to all, steady and reassuring!
Jiang Shuyi: Mu Qing is happy every day (Check-in complete, super self-disciplined version without going back to sleep).
Li Shao, a member of the Beijing elite circle: Hmm? Why do I seem so out of place?
Whom should I check in with?
Whoever goes first, I'll be a fan for a month.
(Excluding the Fu Jingnian version).
Farmer's Three Punches Hurt a Little: Upstairs, meticulous, praise.
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The wind blows, and layers of fine sand are stirred up.
The 100-meter-tall building looked as if it were draped in a half-veil.
"Cough cough cough cough...!!"
At the foot of the building, several staff members wearing wide-brimmed hats were choked by the fumes and kept pulling up their masks.
"Beep beep beep...!!"
The sound of a car horn broke the monotony of waiting.
"I'm coming!"
Excited heart, trembling hands.
Who's the first one here today?
"I guess Professor Li Yan is from a higher generation."
"Our show doesn't care about seniority."
Someone chuckled.
"Yeah, even the director gets ridden on."
That's fair and just.
The comments section was filled with people spamming their own names.
After a while, a white Jeep came into view.
The driver's side window opened, and Shang Xu peeked out slightly to greet everyone.
"hello!!"
He was wearing sunglasses and had a black sports headband wrapped around his forehead.
The staff were completely mesmerized.
Before long, the wind blew sand into the car.
"Cough cough cough cough cough!!"
"Cough cough cough!!"
(Comment in the live chat: This is overdoing the cool factor, please do not imitate!)