I Became Famous After I Became a Parrot in the Movie Star's House - Chapter 64

After so many days, I’m finally back!

Bai Gaoxing leaps out of his bird bag, his eyes brimming with nostalgia and excitement.

The first thing he notices upon returning home is… how clean the floor is?

But the thought quickly vanishes as something more important comes to mind: the Internet!

Bai Gaoxing pounces toward the electronic screen in the living room, pressing his long-missed claws onto its surface.

In the past three months, he has hardly had a chance to surf the Internet. After those first few days of being left at home, he’s only been able to sneak glances at Li Pu’s phone to satisfy his cravings.

He’s on the verge of quitting cold turkey!

But now… finally, he can touch electronic devices again!

Tonight, I’m going all out!

As Bai Gaoxing schemes about pulling an all-nighter in the living room, Li Pu is in the bedroom, unpacking his suitcase and chatting on the phone with his assistant.

“I asked the housekeeper to clean up in advance… Two cameras have been installed—one in the living room and one in the corridor. Their locations are well-hidden and won’t affect the room’s aesthetics. They’re already linked to your phone. Just download the software, and I’ll send you the link in a moment.”

Li Pu acknowledges with a simple “Okay” and soon receives a link to the home surveillance app.

After hanging up, he follows the setup tutorial, bringing up a live feed of the living room on his phone.

On the screen, the snow-white parrot rolls across the sofa, hopping and fluttering around with glee.

Li Pu chuckles. Clearly, Da Bai is overjoyed to be home. It must have been hard for him to endure the long days on set with the crew.

Switching to the second camera feed, Li Pu examines the view.

The second camera offers a full view of the corridor, including the bedroom and study doors, as well as a portion of the living room.

This should prevent any issues like last time, Li Pu thought to himself.

After verifying the system’s features, he closes the app and moves it to the last page of his phone’s home screen.

Although he’s decided not to leave Da Bai alone at home for long periods anymore, accidents can always happen. Having cameras installed gives him some peace of mind.

Satisfied, Li Pu finishes unpacking his suitcase, stores it in the closet, and heads out of the bedroom, pondering what to cook for lunch.

Hearing footsteps, Bai Gaoxing hops off the sofa and fixes his gaze on Li Pu with eager anticipation.

“Food! I smell food!”

He flaps his wings and perches on Li Pu’s shoulder, his eyes gleaming as he eyes the kitchen.

“Da Bai,” Li Pu mutters with a resigned sigh as he feels the parrot’s talons settle on his shoulder.

Bai Gaoxing lowers his head self-consciously, raises a claw, and notices the small dent he has left on Li Pu’s thin summer shirt.

Too lethal

Carefully, Bai Gaoxing uses his claw to tug at the fabric, flaps his wings, and perches on the dining table nearby.

From there, he watches with anticipation as Li Pu walks into the kitchen.

It’s been far too long since he’s last tasted Li Pu’s cooking. Even after indulging in the lavish dishes of a five-star hotel during the wrap-up banquet, Bai Gaoxing firmly believes they can’t hold a candle to even a tenth of Li Pu’s culinary skills!

Unfortunately, he hasn’t been able to sneak more than a few bites.

As Li Pu brings the plates to the sink, Bai Gaoxing wipes his beak with a napkin and sighs regretfully.

What’s next?

Bai Gaoxing watches as Li Pu comes out of the kitchen, quietly recalling his usual habits—spacing out, taking a nap, and then free time in the afternoon.

Following this pattern, the next step should be to sit in the usual spot and zone out, right?

Thinking this, Bai Gaoxing flaps his wings and flies over to the corner of the sofa where Li Pu often sits. He perches expectantly, ready to mimic the routine.

But Li Pu suddenly halts mid-step.

He looks at the parrot, who seems to already know what he plans to do, and sighs with a smile.

It seems that Da Bai has remembered his previous habits.

Li Pu heads to the sofa, reaching out to gently stroke the parrot’s head.

Indeed, he habitually wants to retreat to the corner of the sofa for a while, but when he comes to his senses, he realizes he doesn’t need to anymore.

In the past, after filming, he would often become deeply immersed in his roles, struggling to break free. He would repeatedly adjust himself, a process that takes a long time. Often, just as he manages to detach from one character, the next role would already be waiting for him.

But now, he finds that he isn’t trapped in the role of Ning Chen.

Li Pu lifts his fingers from the soft feathers and walks to the balcony to stand. This feeling is entirely new to him, and it feels particularly strange.

He looks out at the scenery beyond the window, the warm afternoon sunlight reflected in his eyes.

“Buzz—” His phone vibrates.

[I heard you’re back? Let’s stick to two o’clock this afternoon.] —Dr. An.

[Okay.] He types his reply.

Bai Gaoxing tilts his head in confusion as he watches the man, who is now focused on his phone with his back turned.

Not coming to sit this time?

The next second, he is shocked to see Li Pu, in what seems like a cheerful mood, tending to the flowers and plants. He is watering the pots on the shelf one by one.

For a moment, Bai Gaoxing can’t help but recall what things were like when he first came here. Did Li Pu have the energy or inclination to do these kinds of things back then?

The answer is yes, but only rarely.

Although that vacation wasn’t particularly long, Bai Gaoxing has come to understand Li Pu’s lifestyle. It is simple, repetitive, and always includes moments of silent contemplation.

…It isn’t nearly as joyful as it is now!

Bai Gaoxing stares at Li Pu for a long while. He is happy that Li Pu seems unaffected, but… why?

Could it be because he enjoys playing the villain?

Oh no!

Maybe because he has been staring too long, Li Pu, who is watering the plants, looks over at him. His brows relax as he smiles and says, “Da Bai?”

Hmm?

“Do you want to go out for a walk tomorrow?” Li Pu asks as he takes a flight leash out of the cabinet.

Bai Gaoxing freezes for a moment, then widens his eyes in shock, retreating repeatedly until he bumps into the springy sofa cushion.

This Li Pu… something’s not right with him!

…

That afternoon, Li Pu goes to the city hospital for another psychological evaluation—an assessment required after every film project per the doctor’s advice.

Meanwhile, Bai Gaoxing naps on the sofa, mentally gearing up to stay up late that night.

While the man and the bird go about their peaceful routines, on Weibo, fans from all corners have already erupted with excitement over the final production photos released by the crew’s official account at midnight.

【“Filming is finished!? Oh my god, time flies!”】

【“No way, it felt like forever! When’s the premiere? Where’s the promo? Where are the spoilers?!”】

【“Director Sun’s drama! I adore the original novel—I really hope they didn’t ruin it. Can’t wait!”】

Fans flooded the comments, gushing over their favorite actors.

【“My Qingbao looks so stunning!”】

【“Teacher Li is the brightest star in the crowd—follow me!”】

【“Pei Jue is becoming even more beautiful!”

The actors repost the crew’s official announcement with their own reflections on the filming process, and the comment sections fill up rapidly.

Then, Director Sun posts another Weibo update:

【“After some thought, I feel I must thank the special actors involved in this production. There are surprises in this drama, so stay tuned!”】

Director Sun isn’t known for keeping quiet on social media. On the contrary, he often shares his thoughts, even while reading scripts. Though fans have grown accustomed to his rambling about The Long Song, his sudden mention of “special actors” sparks a frenzy of speculation.

【“Specially invited actors… Could it be a big-name film queen?”】

【“Impossible—Hou Ying is overseas right now.”】

【“Who else could it be? I’m dying to know, TAT!”】

Fans run through every possible celebrity in the entertainment industry, only to find that the likely candidates are either unavailable or don’t fit the bill.

【“Could it be someone’s family member?”】 Someone said jokingly.

At this point, it’s impossible to guess.

Netizens are left scratching their heads, realizing they will have to wait until The Long Song is officially announced to uncover the mystery.

【“So, when will it be released?!” 】

Fans continue bombarding the official blog with questions.

Jiangcheng Central Hospital

After completing a new round of psychological assessments, the room falls into silence for fifteen minutes.

An Xin rests his chin on one hand, frowning as he stares at the papers in front of him. He flips through them repeatedly, scrutinizing them as if trying to distinguish between counterfeit and real currency.

Li Pu: “…Did you find something?”

An Xin finally sets the papers down. He adjusts his glasses, his gaze unusually sharp and deep. “Tell me the truth—are you still Li Pu?”

Li Pu: “?”

An Xin: “Have you been… possessed by a soul?”

Li Pu: “…”

“Sorry, I’ve been reading too many novels lately.” The young doctor quickly covers the desk with a folder, but Li Pu’s sharp eyes catch a glimpse of the gaudy cover of a book underneath.

Another stretch of silence follows.

An Xin eventually exhales deeply, though it’s unclear whether it’s out of emotion or relief. “I can only say three words: congratulations.”

Li Pu motions for him to elaborate.

An Xin shrugs. “Well, there’s no need to prescribe sleeping pills anymore. You’ve probably noticed the change yourself.”

Li Pu pauses before relaxing his eyebrows. “Yes.”

He understands his own condition best, and it’s just as the doctor describes.

“Hmm.” An Xin observes him thoughtfully and jots something down on the papers. “I never expected that keeping a pet would be so effective for you. Honestly, I was already brainstorming backup solutions if this didn’t work.”

The consultation ends on a relaxed and lighthearted note. As Li Pu turns to leave, An Xin stops him.

“Wait.”

Li Pu turns back to see the doctor retrieving a small transparent box from under the desk.

“Do you want another one?”

“…Another what?”

“My daughter caught it.” An Xin smiles. “It’s a toad.”

Li Pu: “…No.”

Politely declining the doctor’s generous offer, Li Pu leaves and heads home, stopping on the way to buy fresh fruits and snacks.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bai Gaoxing stirs from his nap on the sofa. He shakes his head groggily, then launches himself into the air to greet Li Pu.

Oh no, crash landing!

“Hungry?” Li Pu asks, placing a small tomato in his beak.

Bai Gaoxing takes a bite, his eyes welling with tears of joy. He tilts his head to look at Li Pu, then notices something peculiar—he doesn’t head straight for the corner of the sofa to shut himself off before cooking.

Li Pu, you’ve changed!

…

In the middle of the night, Bai Gaoxing is on the move.

Following his usual routine, he hops onto the shelf, presses the light button, and waits for the screen to light up.

It had been so long—he really misses his fans!

Though, let’s be honest, about 80% of them are probably Li Pu’s fans.

While waiting, Bai Gaoxing rubs his claws together in anticipation. As soon as the screen lights up, he slaps his paw on it.

[Logging into Xinghuo account…]

Bai Gaoxing’s eyes gleam brighter and brighter as the panel lights up. He has finally logged into Li Pu’s Spark account, clicks into the backstage section, and is greeted by a flood of private messages!

What a pleasant burden…

He’s overwhelmed by the backstage messages, and he itches to reply and let everyone know he’s back!

Unfortunately, it’s the middle of the night.

Bai Gaoxing reads through the messages again and again with satisfaction, then finally turns off the screen and curls up in a corner of the sofa.

He’ll find some time to resume his old job… maybe shoot a few more works for fun.

Lost in his thoughts, Bai Gaoxing drifts off into a sweet dream.

Author’s note:

At that very moment, Li Pu, who has gotten up to use the bathroom, pats the head of the bed, “Where’s my phone?”