After spending the night in Nanwan, perhaps she was physically and mentally exhausted. Qu Yanting slept peacefully until nine o'clock and woke up. When she woke up, the bedside was empty, and the sheets were no longer warm to the touch.
After sleeping in other people's house for so long, Qu Yanting hurriedly dressed and went downstairs, the small dining room prepared meals, and sister Lingling greeted him: "Qu Bian is awake, come and have something to eat."
There are few people in the family, and it is even quieter now. Qu Yanting ate breakfast a little cautiously, and asked, "Uncle has gone to work?"
Sister Lingling said, "Well, Mr. Lu goes out very early every day."
Qu Yanting asked again: "Lu Wen also went out?"
"No, it's in the reception room of the east building." Sister Lingling said, "It's inconvenient for him to go out. Someone from the company is here for a meeting."
Qu Yanting was distracted looking at his mobile phone, and the public opinion on the Internet is still fierce. Perhaps if Lu Wen does not respond publicly for a day, the public will not let it go. The statement of Zeng Zhen's team hung on the headlines all night, and the momentum was huge, gathering the support of most of the entertainment industry.
About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Wen came in with two dark circles under his eyes, holding a stack of documents in his hand, he went around behind the chair and leaned over to kiss Qu Yanting's heart, and said, "Good morning, did you sleep well?"
Qu Yanting turned her head and asked, "Is the meeting over?"
Lu Wen put the documents on the table: "A bunch of contracts have been dealt with, and all of them have been cancelled. There is a drama company that participated in the investment, and I will go to talk to the film crew in the morning to see if they still want me."
Qu Yanting saw several cars parked in the garden, Sun Xiaojian leaned against the front of one of the cars to smoke, and then another group of people came out of the building, all in suits and leather shoes.
He asked curiously, "Is that an employee of Huanlu?"
It happened that sister Lingling brought coffee and was about to speak, but Lu Wen turned back with a look. He licked his lips and pondered: "Well, it's Huanlu's assistant group."
Sister Lingling glanced at him, shut her mouth and went back to the kitchen.
It was getting late, and Lu Wen and Sun Xiaojian went to meet the filming party together. The spring was beautiful, and the two of them were lifeless and stuffy in the carriage. From being unknown to becoming famous, and then falling, was more exciting than riding a roller coaster.
Arriving at the company where the film crew works, Lu Wen got out of the car wearing a hat and sunglasses. After being left in the conference room for 20 minutes, he felt that there was no need to talk, and it was probably a waste of time.
Sure enough, after Sun Xiaojian tried his best to fight for it, the film crew still tactfully but firmly rejected them. Lu Wen can understand it, who would be willing to use an artist whose value is at the limit.
All the work evaporated overnight, and Lu Wen had to admit that he had seen the energy of a top director in the industry. Suddenly feeling light, he said mockingly, "Should I take a vacation?"
Walking into the elevator, Sun Xiaojian pressed the negative floor and said, "Actually, you still have a show."
Lu Wen was stunned for a moment, remembering that the reality show signed a while ago was called "Behind the Stage". Under the current situation, he asked without confidence: "Didn't the program team contact you to terminate the contract?"
Sun Xiaojian is also not confident: "Not yet, they are the first to sign you, I guess I'm sorry to regret it right after the accident."
When the elevator went down to the parking lot, a commercial vehicle turned around and parked in the empty space in front of it. Lu Wen lowered the brim of his hat to the lowest point, unwilling to meet other artists at this desperate time.
It's a pity that the other party recognized him at a glance and coughed twice on purpose.
It sounded familiar, Lu Wen looked up and said speechlessly, "Why is it you again?"
Jin Yanyu took off his mask and said, "Maybe this is called Yuanjialu Narrow."
"Don't pretend to be passionate." Lu Wen raised the brim of his hat and approached fearlessly, "My current friends are mainly people surnamed Zeng. You should line up first."
Jin Yanyu took out the cigarette case and asked, "Do you want a cigarette?"
Lu Wen took one, stood with the other party in the gap between the two cars, lit it, and held it in his hand as a display after hesitantly.
Jin Yanyu said: "Can't you get used to this brand?"
Lu Wen shook his head: "I don't smoke much."
This conversation seemed familiar. Jin Yanyu remembered talking to Qu Yanting. He took a sip from the cigarette holder and said, "You came here to talk about a film appointment? It didn't work out."
Lu Wen said: "Where do you have a gloating face?"
Jin Yanyu said: "Zeng Zhen promised that one of my dramas will belong to this company. He and the boss are friends, so this company will definitely not use you in the drama."
It turned out so, Lu Wen sighed in his heart, he was a hundred times more beautiful than Jin Yanyu on the day of the press conference, but today he is not as good as the other party, and the entertainment industry is too fast-changing.
Jin Yanyu asked: "Do you really hate me now?"
"It's useless to hate you." Lu Wen leaned against the car, "I'm glad you told me the truth. If I'm not wrong, Zeng Zhen asked you to say it?"
Jin Yanyu acquiesced, and in the breakup conditions discussed, Zeng Zhen picked himself up completely and wanted to tell Lu Wen through his mouth. He hesitated: "Believe it or not... I didn't expect things to be so serious."
Maybe Zeng Zhen himself didn't expect it, Lu Wen said: "I believe it, because no one knows how much I love Qu Yanting except myself."
Jin Yanyu bit his cigarette in hesitation, the familiar jealousy and unwillingness welled up, but mixed with some guilt, and all these emotions were imposed on him by Zeng Zhen.
Lu Wen saw through and said, "You are right to draw a line with that scumbag, and you are not too stupid."
Jin Yanyu's expression turned ugly: "Comfort me?"
At this point, Lu Wen patched up the previous unintentional words: "Although I said that you are not as good as Teacher Qu, I didn't mean to belittle you. Teacher Qu is the best in my heart, and maybe one day you will be the best." Meet someone who treats you like the best."
Jin Yanyu only thought that he had heard a joke, he had been played so many times, he still had no right to dream, but he didn't seem to be so frustrated, and thought that there might be a little help.
Lu Wen crushed out the cigarette butt and said, "Anyway, forget about the past."
Sun Xiaojian drove the car over, and Lu Wen still had to go to the company, so let's just say goodbye.
Jin Yanyu sneered in a trance, he admired Zeng Zhen like a fool, and Zeng Zhen used him as a fake to vent, and used him again in the final conditions of the negotiation.
Those who were framed by him comforted him in turn.
Before the bluish-white smoke cleared away, Jin Yanyu waved it, and when Lu Wen was about to sit in the carriage, he said, "Hey, the matter of the design..."
Lu Wen: "What are you doing?"
Jin Yanyu said: "I seem to owe you an apology."
Lu Wen couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's been eight hundred years of fucking time, forget it."
Jin Yanyu said: "Then..."
Lu Wen broke his can and said, "Everyone is confused, let's get well."
On the third day after the press conference, the condemnation on the Internet has not stopped. Lu Wen neither responded nor apologized, and accepted all the consequences caused by it.
Qu Yanting asked Zeng Zhen to meet at Qingxiao Hall, and Lu Wen accompanied him.
The punch with the microphone was really heavy, Zeng Zhen's face hadn't completely swelled up, and he probably broke a tooth too. When Lu Wenmai saw him approaching the wing, he only regretted not punching him a few more times.
There is a carved screen between the inside and the outside, and Lu Wen can hear the movement inside from the sofa in the outside room.
Zeng Zhen brewed a pot of tea with his own hands and said, "I didn't expect you to bring him along."
Qu Yanting sat firmly in the large armchair and said, "I never thought that one day someone would protect me, so I wouldn't have to face you alone."
Zeng Zhen pushed over a cup of tea, but Qu Yanting didn't touch it, and continued: "You probably didn't expect that Lu Wen would turn his face in public."
Zeng Zhen smiled. He asked Jin Yanyu to reveal his thoughts in order to prevent Lu Wen from robbing him, and then left Qu Yanting voluntarily. It's a pity that Lu Wen was not afraid, so he asked Lu Wen to choose between future and love, and Lu Wen still chose Qu Yanting.
"That's right." Zeng Zhen admitted, "He's kinder than I imagined."
Back then Zeng Zhen threatened himself with his future, but now he threatens the people around him with his future, Qu Yanting said: "Teacher, your methods have never changed."
Zeng Zhen smiled and said, "It's been more than ten years, and the teacher's feelings for you have not changed."
There was a "boom" sound outside, and Lu Wen kicked on the table leg intentionally or unknowingly, cursing inwardly with a disgusted face.
Zeng Zhen said as if he had never heard of it: "Xiao Ting, I will never forget when you were in college."
Qu Yanting will never forget that the four years of studying as a director was a short sweet dream, and because of Zeng Zhen, it was also a long nightmare.
"You are so outstanding." Zeng Zhen recalled, "You are very conspicuous in the crowd, every time I enter the classroom, I notice you first. Do you know how many girls peek at you in class? I am on the podium You can see it clearly."
Qu Yanting said: "How many men and women have you met in the circle, I am just a poor student."
Zeng Zhen denied: "No, you are different."
"I don't want to hear it, and I don't care."
Zeng Zhenyu continued on: "You are very obedient, not like a director at all, but your works are not obedient, you put all the hidden and repressed things into the story. You attract me, but also make me jealous. "
Qu Yanting raised his eyes suddenly: "What are you afraid of?"
"I thought," Zeng Zhen said, "maybe one day, I will be surpassed by students."
Qu Yanting's youth, skin, talent, poor and helpless background, inferiority complex and excellent sense of distance among all the students all attracted Zeng Zhen's attention.
Fame, wealth and status, Zeng Zhen has everything, but he can't handle a helpless poor student, the more he can't get it, the more he misses it, and he intensifies his delusion to conquer it.
The tea was already cold, and Qu Yanting said, "Don't talk about the old days, I feel very sick."
Zeng Zhen's face was a little pale, and he glanced at the complicated patterns on the screen, and said, "Then let's talk about the present, have you figured out what to do?"
Qu Yanting asked: "Do you really want Lu Wen to have nowhere to go?"
"Unless I excuse him, there is no room for turning this matter around." Zeng Zhen looked at him, "Xiao Ting, you know what to do."
Qu Yanting immediately said: "Impossible."
Zeng Zhen said: "It is too difficult for him to stand up. Now the industry has hidden him, and his image and reputation to the audience have fallen to the bottom. What are you following him for?"
Qu Yanting said: "I'm not here to negotiate terms with you, nor to beg for mercy. I'm here to tell you that I've played enough tricks with teachers and students, and I have nothing to do with you internally or externally."
"Just for him?" Zeng Zhen said, "Your master told you to climb a little higher. You are too impatient, and you are careful to ruin your future."
Qu Yanting laughed feebly: "Don't threaten me with your future."
"I'm just reminding you." Zeng Zhen's voice cooled down, "Are you going to split it up? In the future, he will be blocked and won't be able to get plays. You will be cut off from the circle of directors, and the notebook you wrote will be a pile of waste paper."
Lu Wen couldn't bear it anymore, stood up from the sofa, and strode to the back of the screen.
At this moment, the chair scratched on the floor, Qu Yanting stood up and looked down at Zeng Zhen, saying, "I suddenly want to know if you still fear me now."
The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Zeng Zhen's left cheek, which hadn't subsided from swelling, felt a burst of pain.
Qu Yanting said: "No one will give him a play, I will give it to him, no one will accept my script, I will shoot it myself."