Qin Mu complained bitterly to her best friend in the office. She tried to comfort her, fearing that she would be beaten down again after finally cheering herself up. But Qin Mu cried enough and said, "I have to build a new money tree quickly, otherwise I will run out of food."
Shang Youxuan said with great comfort: "Go ahead."
President Qin went to discuss the matter with the company's vice president.
Xia Yitong also kept the fact that she was going to sign a contract with Lu Yinbing's studio to herself, and would tell her when they met. There were still many days before they met, and she wondered if she would have held back a lot of things by the time they met. Then she would start to talk about it, and wonder if Lu Yinbing would find her too big.
She was even more afraid that she would forget it when she was busy, so she opened the memo on her phone to write it down. Then she saw at a glance the impressions she had written before about kissing Lu Yinbing, as well as the experience of the sex scene. She touched her forehead with one hand, and was overjoyed.
Several young girls were walking towards them. Xia Yitong caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of his eye, then he stepped aside, put away his phone, and stopped smiling.
"Hello, Teacher Xia."
"Hello."
"Xia, teacher, hello."
This familiar... suffocating feeling of stagnation.
Xia Yitong looked up suddenly. It was Cen Xi. Her hair stood on end as if she was facing a great enemy. However, Cen Xi seemed not to have any intention of talking to her for too long. After their eyes met, they looked away in an instant and left with her companions. Those companions seemed different from the last time.
The entertainment industry is divided into classes. The big guys hang out with the big guys, the first-tier stars hang out with the first-tier stars, the second- and third-tier stars hang out with the second- and third-tier stars, and there is basically no difference between the eighteenth and thirty-eighth tiers. Once you successfully move from the eighteenth tier to the third or fourth tier, you don’t have to change yourself, your friends will stay away from you, just like Xia Yitong and Dong Yafei, who were lucky not to trip you up in secret.
Cenxi…
Xia Yitong was sitting in Su Han's office, and when she was browsing Weibo, she suddenly remembered that she had clicked on her Weibo homepage from her previous reposts and found that her fans had exceeded 5 million. The last time she checked, it seemed that there were only a few hundred thousand fans. The fans' reposts and comments below were basically over a thousand, which was considered active. The heat of the TV series has not faded yet, so she should strike while the iron is hot and take on a new drama or variety show.
Ding Baizhi, Xia Yitong went to a well-known bullet comment website and searched for keywords while Su Han was still here. In addition to the MV of a fangirl, there were indeed cut clips. After all, it was a character she had liked before, and she really wanted to see how the other party performed, and by the way, compare it with herself, and see how she would perform it.
Another thing is that Xia Yitong, who is now the girlfriend of an artist with both virtue and talent, thinks that she should work hard to learn from her girlfriend, but she still can't help but have a funny idea and want to see if Cen Xi will stutter when acting.
I grabbed a pair of headphones from the table, put them on, and immersed myself in "The Prosperous Age", where I fought in battles and died on the battlefield.
Su Han came in with a bunch of notebooks, and Xia Yitong didn't notice the sound of the door opening. Su Han took two steps inside and called out, and Xia Yitong took off her headphones, wiped her eyes, and looked up at her, her eyes were red.
Su Han asked curiously, "Who did you quarrel with?"
Walls have ears, so be on guard.
"No." Xia Yitong said, "I'm watching a play."
"You're so idle, you don't even have time to watch TV series?"
"I didn't catch up, I just watched a cut, it was so sad, it hurt my heart." Xia Yitong laughed, and then said, "Cen Xi doesn't stutter, she's very good at acting, especially her lines."
Su Han smiled slightly: "I asked her agent."
Xia Yitong had seen the word "gossip" from the corner of her mouth and sat up straight: "Stuttering?"
Su Han said: "She stuttered when she was young, but she corrected it when she grew up. But she still stutters when she is nervous, but she is not nervous most of the time."
Xia Yitong relaxed again, leaning on the sofa and wanting to sleep: "Okay."
"What are you talking about? Why are you trying to be cute?" Su Han said angrily, "Are you not going to renew the contract?"
"Yeah."
"Speak nicely, what shall I do if you leave?"
"You're coming with me?"
"No, I'll stay in the company." Su Han said.
Although she had expected this, after she confirmed with her own ears that Su Han would not go with her, Xia Yitong still felt a lump in her throat. She felt like she had been kicked out of the house with nothing left.
There is a faint sadness in the air.
Su Han pushed her forehead and said, "Why are you so sad? There's still half a year left. Our company is not bad, but if you want better development, it is indeed more suitable for you. Lu Yinbing Studio, do you know what it is called in the industry?"
"What?"
"Golden House, once you enter it, you will be covered in gold."
Xia Yitong was amused by her, but what she said was true. There were only three people at Lu Yinbing's place, an actor and two singers. Not to mention the actor, the two singers were also household names. If she went there, would it be the legendary hidden beauty in a golden house? Was she beautiful? She should be quite beautiful, right
After a while of daydreaming, she finally remembered to ask Su Han, "Are those scripts in your hand?"
"Um."
"Can I see it?"
"Let me screen them first." Su Han put the book on his desk and walked back. "Since you don't plan to renew your contract, you should make arrangements for the work that has been squeezed in for the first half of the year. At least one drama and one variety show."
"Yeah." Xia Yitong knew that the company also had to make money. She had acted recklessly to play a young palace maid. Although she was later promoted to the female lead, she spent half a year filming a movie with a salary far less than that of the previous TV series. In the meantime, she also turned down countless good opportunities that came to her because of schedule constraints. The company was already very angry. Even if she did not intend to terminate the contract, she had to make up for the company's losses, otherwise she would be hidden for the rest of the year.
"There is a variety show we are negotiating with. The appearance fee is not low. It will start in April and will be broadcast weekly. You will join the crew in March and end in May. The production team invites you to be a permanent guest."
"I'll do whatever you say. I have no objection."
"But the company's opinion is buy one get one free, so it will take some time to finalize it."
"Is it to help the newcomers?"
"Yes, Cenxi." Su Han said, "She's cheap, and she's a little popular now, so the production team shouldn't have any objections."
Xia Yitong was so happy: "Does Cen Xi know that you said that about her?"
Su Han shrugged: "Her agent's original words."
"All right."
Su Han added: "I'll help you find some books after February, is that okay with you?"
"Can."
"If there is no other way, we can only postpone the schedule." The postponement here refers to Xia Yitong going to other programs during the filming of the TV series. Su Han said, "I will negotiate with the crew and ask them to try to arrange your scenes during the five days when they are not recording the program."
"Can."
…
I didn't rest for a whole night in City S. I took a flight to Beijing at night. The next day was the premiere ceremony of "Bi Luo". All the main and supporting actors from all over the world gathered together for a large premiere press conference.
Xia Yitong was resting in the lounge specially provided for her in the backstage, typing to Lu Yinbing - I am here [Location]
Lu Yinbing—[Positioning]
Her location was a high-end villa area in Beijing. Xia Yitong blinked and saw the two words below Lu Yinbing's name - my home.
Xia Yitong didn't know why she was getting nervous. What did she mean? Was she inviting me to her house? Was she going to meet her parents-in-law? No way, it shouldn't be that fast. I must be overthinking it. It was just a simple location posting. It was a courtesy.
But the corners of her mouth still rose involuntarily, and her whole body seemed to be immersed in a honey pot. When she opened her mouth, all the sugar poured in.
Lu Yinbing—Don’t you want to say something? [Sad]
Xia Yitong—Huh? What did you say
Lu Yinbing—Do you agree or not
Xia Yitong—promise what
Lu Yinbing—Come to see my parents, aren’t you in Beijing today
Xia Yitong—I feel a little dizzy now, wait for me to think about it.
Lu Yinbing - Think slowly, no rush, I'll pick you up later [groundhog screaming, gif]
What?!!!
Xia Yitong suddenly felt that she had lost the energy to think. She was in her own lounge, and no one would come in, but she was still nervously looking around, wishing that her fingers could press the keys without making any sound. There are so many people here! Don't come, what if you get photographed? !
Lu Yinbing—Objection is invalid. I want to see you. When you are done, send me a message. That’s it.
It can be said that he is a very domineering president.
But Xia Yitong was very happy to be dominated. She had so many concerns, but when Lu Yinbing said he would come to pick her up, she couldn't help but feel eager anticipation from the bottom of her heart.
"Now, please welcome the main actors of the crew of "Bi Luo" to make a brilliant appearance—"
Xia Yitong came on stage with the leading actor and main supporting actors with a decent and generous smile, and they lined up in a row. The media reporters' flash cameras kept clicking, and the event officially began.
Because she was looking forward to it, the corners of her mouth would naturally rise from time to time. During the interview, the host turned around and joked that she seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.
The press conference lasted about two hours and ended in a relaxed atmosphere.
As soon as Xia Yitong entered the backstage, she started typing—Ahhhhh, I’m done, Mr. Lu, where are you? [Groundhog screaming.gif]
Lu Yinbing—[Picture]
What she sent was a screenshot of the chat interface. Xia Yitong had just said, "There are so many people here! Don't come. What if you get photographed?" Xia Yitong hissed, touched her face, and replied—It hurts [grin]
A picture appeared on WeChat, which seemed to be a map or something. Before she could click it, a call came in from an unfamiliar number.
Xia Yitong picked up the phone, confused and didn't speak.
"It's me." Lu Yinbing's voice, with its unique jade-like texture, sounded clear and crisp.
Xia Yitong took a deep breath and whispered, "Teacher Lu."
"Are you having trouble speaking? Your voice is so low."
"No," Xia Yitong changed back to her normal voice and laughed first, "I'm used to it."
Lu Yinbing also smiled as he spoke: "Okay, have you packed your things? Let Fang Hui take your car back, and you can follow the route I sent you on WeChat."
Xia Yitong used the lounge's wifi to look at a picture on WeChat. It was a hand-drawn map. Although it was very simple, the routes were clearly marked, with straight horizontal and vertical lines, which looked particularly beautiful.
Xia Yitong: "Did you draw this?"
Lu Yinbing: "Don't you think so? I'm multi-talented, and I'm taking advantage of you."
Xia Yitong looked at the winding hand-drawn map and sighed, "This is not just versatility, it's genius. Did the people who built this auditorium know that there are so many forks here?"
Lu Yinbing sat in the back seat of the car that was completely blocked by the black windshield, propped up his forehead with his fingers, and smiled very happily: "You probably don't know, I'm the tyrant of Beijing, I know all these places."
Xia Yitong said: "Okay, Mr. Lu, the little bully of Beijing, I'm going out now."
As he spoke, Xia Yitong had already armed himself, wearing a black jacket, casual pants, a cap and a mask, and a pair of white headphones on his ears. He didn't wear sunglasses, but it's not unusual to wear a gas mask in Beijing in such weather. Wearing sunglasses indoors is like holding a loud speaker to remind people: I'm a star, come and take a picture of me!
Xia Yitong walked out of the lounge, checked the map, and walked a little faster but not so fast as to attract attention. He successfully avoided everyone and slipped out of the auditorium. He came to a remote little door. It was hard to imagine that the magnificent building behind him actually had such a simple wooden door.
Outside the door was a sparsely populated street. Xia Yitong looked over and saw a Land Rover waiting on the side of the road. The window film was darker than usual, not even a little light could get through.
She put on sunglasses and walked forward with her head down. Like every young person in a hurry in this city, she was only focused on the tree-lined road in front of her.
She walked to a position parallel to the car, and just as her foot stepped onto the line of the rear door facing the boulevard, a slight click was heard. Xia Yitong opened the door with her backhand steadily and accurately, got in, and disappeared from the spot in a flash. The door slammed shut, and the whole process took no more than half a second.
It can be said that it is very much like a spy meeting.
As soon as she sat down, she fell into a warm embrace. Then the woman's hand took off her sunglasses and mask, and her lips were gently sealed.
Xia Yitong's heart was beating fast, half because of the action just now, and half because of the person in front of her. She relaxed, raised her arms to hug Lu Yinbing's neck, and enjoyed this rare meeting.