"How do you do your job? Why did you send someone over here?" In a dressing room backstage, Li Weiqing said with a slightly annoyed look, "You're not doing the job even though you're paid?"
A man's voice came from the other end of the line: "You can't blame us, Miss Li. We were just about to go up when someone showed up."
"Someone is coming?" Li Weiqing frowned: "Who?"
The man's voice was wrapped in the cold wind: "Boss Ji is here."
Originally they were hiding in the dark and saw those aunties snatch Jian Yan's scarf off. Just as they were about to go up to take pictures and make trouble, they saw Ji Yunxin. Jian Yan and the others dared to go up, but they became dispirited when they met Ji Yunxin.
Li Weiqing gritted his teeth: "Yun Xin?"
The man affirmed, "It was Mr. Ji. He took the person away. It's not easy for us to go up again."
He then comforted Li Weiqing: "But don't worry, we still have a backup plan."
Li Weiqing hung up the phone and looked up at the door of the dressing room. Staff members were walking back and forth, and someone was asking, "Is Jian Yan here?"
She clenched her hands, pinching her fingers in her palms.
Jian Yan was putting on makeup in the next room. She and Du Yi shared the same dressing room. The room was filled with flowers, and occasionally staff would sneak in to ask for autographs. Jian Yan also took out a few postcards from her bag. Du Yi wrote as he said, "Why are you joining in the fun?"
Du Yi and Yu Yue were good friends, so they were naturally familiar with Jian Yan. In addition, they had communicated with each other during the previous rehearsals, so now they were talking like friends. Jian Yan said as the makeup artist put on her makeup, "Who made you so famous?"
Du Yi was flattered. He looked up at Jian Yan and smiled, "Then you can sign your name for me later."
Jian Yan: "What for?"
After Du Yi finished writing, he put the postcard in her hand: "You will definitely become more famous in the future."
Jian Yan shook her head and ignored this wave of commercial flattery.
An hour later, Jian Yan changed into her dance costume and put on makeup. She waited and waited but Su Ziqi still hadn't come. She thought about it and felt uneasy, so she called Su Ziqi. There was a lot of noise on the other end of the line. Jian Yan asked, "Sister Su, where are you?"
Su Ziqi said impatiently: "I'm in the hospital."
Jian Yan then thought of those old ladies who were unwilling to give up and insisted that Su Ziqi take them to the hospital. She said silently, "Okay, Sister Su will get busy first."
Su Ziqi sighed: "Come on."
She had originally planned to leave after the police arrived, but those old ladies wouldn't let go. They were elderly to begin with, and the police couldn't do anything about them because they were taking advantage of their age. So they were sent to the hospital after making a lot of noise, and naturally she couldn't leave.
Jian Yan could hear her helplessness and comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry, I will practice with Du Yi later before going on stage."
Su Ziqi replied: "Okay, I've already called Sister Yao, just listen to her."
After saying that, Zhou Yao appeared at the door of the dressing room, holding a board in her hand. For the party today, she not only taught Jian Yan how to dance, but also choreographed other dances, so she was quite busy. After she entered the door, she said, "Yan Yan, come with me to the waiting room."
"Du Yi is here too."
Zhou Yao took the two to the waiting room and said at the end: "There is no time for practice. Yanyan, pay attention to your mentality and don't be too nervous. I'm going to leave now, and someone will notify you when the time comes."
Jian Yan and Du Yi looked at each other and nodded, and Zhou Yao went out with peace of mind.
After all, the party is different from any other festival. The atmosphere is more tense and busier. There is a 50-inch TV above the lounge. At this moment, the TV is broadcasting the party live. The guests have started to take their seats. The camera moves from the back to the front. The people at the back have not entered yet, but the first three or four rows are all seated. In the front is a small round table with fruits and red-wrapped candies on it. It looks very festive. The camera moves forward and backward, and finally falls on Ji Yunxin, the boss of Jingyi.
Next to Ji Yunxin sat Lu Kaiping and Mr. He, the boss of Chuangshi Entertainment. He was the seventh child in the family and was known as the Seventh Young Master. The camera focused on the three of them. He Yi was talking to Lu Kaiping, and he glanced at Ji Yunxin from time to time and asked, "I heard that Mr. Ji and Mr. Lu are working together on a dream?"
This is not new in the circle. Ji Yunxin's investment vision has always been unique. The movies and TV series she chooses are either to win reputation or to make money, so many people want to cooperate with her. In the first few years when she took office, Jingyi was not yet dominant and the capital chain was not turning around. He Yi had cooperated with Ji Yunxin several times, but in the past year, Ji Yunxin seldom contacted him, but contacted Lu Kaiping frequently. He lost the opportunity to make money, and he didn't know how many times he had complained about Ji Yunxin in private. This time, when he heard that Lu Kaiping was cooperating with Ji Yunxin again, he was angry and anxious, and his friend happened to use this matter to poke his heart.
"Seventh Young Master, is Mr. Ji working with that kid Lu Kaiping again?"
"A Dream is a big production, it can make a lot of money, have you invested in it?"
"Seventh Young Master, were you kicked out? Come on, come on, what's the point of trying to curry favor with that woman Ji Yunxin? Come here, brother will help you make money!"
What the hell! Who cares about their little tricks
Someone else asked, "Seventh Young Master, have you offended Ji Yunxin?"
He hardly ever offended anyone in the past six months. When they were working together before, he wanted to pull Ji Yunxin into his own small circle, but Ji Yunxin refused to listen. Unless there were necessary business meetings, he didn't even know her schedule, let alone her whereabouts. So He Yi really didn't know what he had done wrong.
When Lu Kaiping heard his words, he looked up and said, "I don't have enough funds, so I'll ask Mr. Ji for help."
He Yi smiled: "Boss Lu, that's where you're wrong. Who are we brothers? If you don't have enough funds, just come to me directly."
Chuangshi Entertainment is also a large company. After He Yi took over, he made a lot of money with Ji Yunxin, so he is well-known in the circle. Lu Kaiping will naturally not offend him. He said, "In that case, I hope that the Seventh Young Master will invest more and give more advice in the future."
He Yi picked up the tea on the round table and took a sip: "Of course, has Yimeng's funding been in place? If there is still a shortage..."
"No more." Ji Yunxin interrupted him calmly. Her voice was not loud but her pronunciation was clear. Her voice was slightly lower and clearer, enough for He Yi and Lu Kaiping to hear. He Yi nodded: "Okay, let's cooperate next time."
Ji Yunxin looked up at him, hummed, and then lowered his head to continue looking at his phone.
She has never deleted Weibo since she downloaded it. Last week, when she was on a business trip, she learned how to register a small account in order to reply to a comment. Since then, she has been unable to stop and has spent her occasional rest time checking Weibo.
Of course, she doesn't care much about other people's gossip, and she won't ship couples and look for sweets like netizens do. She only follows Jian Yan on Weibo, and occasionally goes online to check her updates. Weibo does a very good job in pushing information, knowing that she only follows Jian Yan and pushes her the latest news about Jian Yan every day.
—Jian Yan Reuters is coming, take a look quickly!
—A few things Jian Yan and Luo Shen have to say.
—Jian Yan’s dancing video was exposed.
—Sweet interaction between Jian Yan and Luo Shen crew.
—Jian Yan attended the Jingyi evening party.
After refreshing the page, Ji Yunxin finally clicked on the topic about Jian Yan attending the Jingyi Party. A photo appeared as soon as it was opened. Jian Yan was photographed from the side in an evening gown, with the light slanting down. She had a faint smile on her face, and she looked like she was covered in starlight, so dazzling that it was blinding. Her fans were crazy about expressing their love for her under the topic.
—The young lady is so beautiful that it makes people’s heart flutter!
It’s really beautiful.
—Yanyan, go for mom! You are the best!
It is indeed the best.
—The flowers are so beautiful that they are dazzling. When I open my eyes, I see Jian Yan. She is so charming.
Charming indeed.
—Yan Yan, sob, sob, sob, you are such a great treasure, how can I like someone else after seeing you, will you be my wife
Indeed—wife
Are people so casual about addressing each other nowadays
Ji Yunxin stared at the comment with a serious look, and finally closed his Weibo without posting anything.
The party began after the guests in the back row took their seats. The camera scanned back and forth countless times. Jian Yan, who was sitting in the waiting room, saw Ji Yunxin sitting in the first row at a glance. She had a mobile phone in her hand, her brows sometimes relaxed, and sometimes tightly frowned. She must be working. She only had a little emotional change when she was working.
"Ms. Jian, Mr. Du, start getting ready."
The evening party on the screen had already begun. The host was an old man from Jingyi, who had hosted the evening party for several years. It was heard that the local TV station had intended to poach him before, but failed. Jian Yan had already started dancing after the host finished speaking. The dance was all bright red. The people on the stage were very happy, and the audience was watching attentively, occasionally whispering to each other. Jian Yan heard Du Yi ask, "Are you nervous?"
"Not nervous." Jian Yan replied quickly, and finally smiled to herself: "Still a little bit."
Du Yi saw that her face was pale after putting on makeup, and her hands on her knees were shaking. He said, "I almost fainted the first time I went on stage."
Jian Yan looked at him curiously, and Du Yi continued, "Everyone says it's a small stage. What's the big deal? You'll be on a bigger stage in the future. No one seems to care if I'm nervous. That time I was on stage, I forgot several lyrics."
This was an embarrassing incident when Du Yi just debuted. Even today, his haters still bring it up, scolding him for not being professional enough and not being able to remember his lines. It was useless. Jian Yan knew about this. Every time Du Yi released a new song that topped the charts, his haters would use this to attack him. Du Yi shrugged and said, "Later, I went to the temple to ask for an amulet."
Du Yi took out a red string from his trouser pocket, handed it to Jian Yan and said, "Wear this and you won't be nervous anymore."
"Do you want to try it?"
Jian Yan was moved by what he said. She shuddered at the thought of herself forgetting the moves due to nervousness on stage and being criticized by haters for years. Although it might not be useful, it was good to seek some comfort. She took it and said, "Can I try?"
"Of course." Du Yi said, "Stretch out your hand."
Jian Yan reached out her hand and took off the black gloves. Du Yi helped her put them on and said, "It's 50 for a trial, 200 for an hour. Cash or bank transfer?"
Jian Yan saw that he was talking seriously, bah! He was lying seriously, and a mouthful of blood choked in her throat, almost choking herself to death.
After Du Yi's commotion, Jian Yan's nervousness subsided a lot. She still rented the red rope purely for psychological comfort. Before going on stage, she touched her right hand and secretly encouraged herself.
The host quickly called out Du Yi's name, and the staff hurried over to invite Jian Yan and Du Yi. The stage was dark, Jian Yan stood on the right side of the stage, Du Yi stood in the middle, the music slowly sounded, the curtain opened, and Jian Yan turned his back to the crowd.
Because the party was broadcast live, the barrage of comments had already exploded.
—Brother, I’m coming!
—Brother is so handsome, this voice makes my ears pregnant!
—Here he comes, this guy is coming with a CD in his mouth.
—My brother’s voice is so beautiful.
The camera and lights were on Du Yi. He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice full of emotion. The lights moved to the side, revealing her long hair, thin neck, fair skin, and a black satin dress that covered her chest to her waist. Jian Yan had her back to the crowd, her entire back was hollowed out, with black lace above her tailbone. Her entire back was exposed, with delicate lines like a carved work of art, every inch of it seemed like a fine carving. The black dance costume stuck to her skin, making her look even fairer. Jian Yan put one hand flat and raised the other, facing the crowd with her side profile. The comments were even crazier than before:
—This dancer!!! This dance costume!!! wsl!
—This beautiful back, this jade-like body, this skin, this figure, I love you!
—Other people’s screens get cleaner the more they lick, but mine gets redder and redder. I can’t stop my nosebleed! Fuck!
—Jane Yan’s outfit is so invincible!
—It’s the same poem again! There is no beauty that can surpass the beauty of the ages, and a beauty that pleases the eyes is a beauty. Her beauty that overwhelms the whole country astonishes everyone in the world!
—I was wrong. Why should I watch the gala during a meeting? My boss just asked me what a duck calls a duck.
The camera quickly turned back to Du Yi, but it was clear that the netizens were getting impatient:
—Photographer, can we see the fairy
—Photographer, if you put it on Jian Yan, I will give you a chicken leg!
—Photographer, I want to see the fairy sister, thank you.
—You all want to see the fairy Yanyan, but I’m different. I want to be the mole at the corner of her eye.
!!!!!!!!! Crazy! I want it too!
The barrage of comments soon went astray, with the fairy Jian Yan being the main topic on the screen. As soon as the light came on Du Yi, netizens started to scream and shout. Du Yi's fans felt very uncomfortable and started to argue with netizens, determined to regain their position as the top star. However, no one paid any attention to them. The song was only four and a half minutes long, and they didn't even have time to appreciate Jian Yan's figure and dancing, and were in no mood to argue.
Jian Yan was very nervous when she first went on stage. When the lights hit her, her wrists were stiff. She closed her eyes after hearing Du Yi's familiar voice. No one could see her face anyway, so she let her mind go after closing her eyes, as if she was still rehearsing. Her body suddenly became much more relaxed and natural. When Du Yi finished singing, she opened her eyes, turned her head, and smiled at Du Yi. Du Yi stretched out his hand in an invitational gesture, and she turned her body and went straight into Du Yi's arms.
Ji Yunxin, who was sitting in the audience, stared at Jian Yan, and whispered to He Yi and Lu Kaiping, "Who is this newcomer?"
Lu Kaiping smiled and replied: "It's Jian Yan, not a newcomer."
"I haven't seen it before." He Yi said as he looked at Jian Yan without blinking. In his eyes, besides admiration, there was also desire. Ji Yunxin glanced at him when he heard him speak, then looked away with some displeasure.
A song ended on the stage and applause came from the audience. Du Yi and Jian Yan stood straight holding hands and bowed respectfully. Ji Yunxin was facing Jian Yan. When she raised her eyes, she saw Jian Yan standing under the light with a faint smile. She was brighter, more charming, and more graceful than she had imagined.
Ji Yunxin looked around and finally her eyes fell on the hands of Jian Yan and Du Yi. Fragmentary images flashed before her eyes.
The flu was severe the year before last, and Jian Yan also fell ill. She was ill for almost half a month. When she got home after being scolded by Ji Songlin, she saw Jian Yan lying on the bed, weak and pale. The family doctor prescribed some medicine and left. She could still smell the medicine in the room when she entered. Jian Yan didn't get up at night, saying that she had no appetite. Ji Songlin was afraid that Jian Yan was hungry, so he asked her to bring millet porridge. Jian Yan had already woken up and was leaning against the head of the bed. When she saw her come in, her eyes were slightly red and she asked, "Why are you back?"
She couldn't remember what she said at the time, but she only remembered sitting by the bed and feeding Jian Yan half a bowl of porridge. Jian Yan fell asleep again, and she was afraid of infecting her with a cold, so she kept telling her to leave quickly. She looked at Jian Yan's lifeless appearance and felt strange. She didn't know what was wrong, so she said, "I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."
Jian Yan didn't say anything, just looked at her a few times, and finally turned his back to her. After a long while, Jian Yan slowly turned his head and fell asleep. It was late autumn and the weather was cold. The heating in the room was not very high, but Jian Yan still had a lot of sweat on her head after falling asleep. She seemed to be dreaming, muttering: "Dad, Mom..."
After hearing this, she felt strangely uncomfortable and deeply helpless. The tissue was on the bedside table. She stood up and prepared to take the tissue to wipe the sweat off Jian Yan's face, but her finger was suddenly hooked by someone. She lowered her head and saw Jian Yan stretched out a hand and hooked her little finger, without using any force, as if it was an unintentional act. She was stunned for a long time at that time and did not make any movement. Jian Yan moved his body, and the hand that was originally hooked on her little finger opened and held her hand. She was still holding a tissue in her other hand at that time, and it was already wet before she wiped Jian Yan's hand.
She didn't leave that night, but sat on the edge of the bed, with Jian Yan holding her hand the whole time. It was not until dawn that she received a call from the secretary, saying that the company had an urgent matter for her to deal with.
That was one of the few times they held hands. When they first held hands, their palms were sweaty and sticky. Every time she moved, Jian Yan held her tighter. It was not until the second half of the night when Jian Yan's body temperature dropped and the sweat on her hands disappeared that the sticky feeling gradually disappeared. The delicate lines of her skin were visible between her fingertips, and the smell of medicine in the air gradually turned into a light fragrance, which was the smell of Jian Yan.
As if colds are really contagious.
Jian Yan's body temperature gradually dropped, and her body temperature gradually rose.
Later, she caught a cold again. She was afraid that she would infect Jian Yan again if she went back, so she casually said she was going on a business trip and never went back.
The thunderous applause from the audience interrupted Ji Yunxin's thoughts. She looked up and saw that Jian Yan had already said the New Year's greetings to Du Yi. They walked off the stage together.
When Jian Yan returned to the backstage, she received a big bouquet of flowers.
"The performance was great." Su Ziqi's face was still covered with sweat, and it was obvious that he had run all the way here. Seeing this, Jian Yan laughed and said, "Sister Su, did you go to see my performance?"
Su Ziqi shook his head: "I didn't have time to watch it yet. I watched it online."
After she came in, she had to go to the front desk to check her ticket and find a seat. It was too troublesome. She might as well just watch it online. Jian Yan saw her panting and reached out to hug her. Her eyes were slightly red and she said, "Sister Su, you are so nice."
Su Ziqi was stunned by her hug and pulled her hand down: "There are paparazzi here, be more subtle."
Jian Yan nodded and smiled: "Okay."
Du Yi followed her: "If a flower can be exchanged for a hug, then I..."
"Go as far as you can." Jian Yan had not yet forgotten the experience of being deceived before going on stage. Du Yi covered his chest and said, "It's a serious injury!"
After he finished speaking, his assistant came over and told him to change his clothes and rush to the next place. Jian Yan looked at his back and shouted, "Your amulet..."
Du Yi turned his head and blinked: "This is for you!"
Su Ziqi heard the two chatting and asked, "What amulet?"
Jian Yan looked at her and replied, "I bought the amulet for 200 yuan."
Su Ziqi:?
Jian Yan didn't explain. After returning to the backstage, she changed her clothes and removed her makeup. Su Ziqi was standing beside her and said, "I think this party has a great influence. Your Weibo followers are growing very fast."
As she spoke, she handed the phone screen to Jian Yan, who saw a lot of compliments on Weibo:
—I like Jian Yan more and more, I want to be her fan!
—Me too... Luo Shen is good, but Yan Yan is better!
—I am Yanyan’s only fan, come on! Yanyan!
—When I see Jian Yan, I think of that sentence: her hands are as soft as catkins, her skin is as white as cream, her neck is as smooth as a cicada, her teeth are as white as a gourd, her forehead is as thin as a cicada, her eyebrows are as beautiful as moths, her smile is charming, and her eyes are as narrow as a flower. Her dancing posture is absolutely amazing!
—I just took a nap, so many people are trying to snatch my wife from me? Watch me fight!
Jian Yan smiled after hearing these words, her face lively and charming. Su Ziqi put away his phone and helped her take off the earrings, saying, "There will be two auditions after the New Year, one for a supporting actress in a movie and one for a leading actress in a TV series. I'll send you the script later, and you can decide which one you like."
Jian Yan took off her makeup and nodded: "Okay."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the dressing room door: "Is Miss Jane here? Here are your flowers."
Su Ziqi walked over with a smile and said to Jian Yan, "She must be your fan."
Jian Yan took it and found it was a bouquet of roses, the flowers were in full bloom and the fragrance was refreshing. She took out a small card from the middle and saw a message on it: I wish you a successful performance.
The signature is He.
Congratulations
Jian Yan frowned, and Su Ziqi asked, "Who is it?"
Jian Yan put the flowers aside: "I don't know."
There didn't seem to be anyone with the last name He among her friends. Could it be a celebration? Su Ziqi didn't care: "Maybe she's your fan."
Jian Yan smiled: "Yeah."
Just as they finished talking, there was another knock on the door: "Miss Jane, here are your flowers."
Su Ziqi shook his head: "It looks like this place will be filled with flowers tonight."
Jian Yan laughed, Su Ziqi looked down, and his smile froze on his face. Jian Yan asked sharply, "What's wrong?"
Su Ziqi looked at her and said, "It's screenwriter Luo."
Jian Yan stood up and took the flowers: "I have already made it clear to her, we will just be friends from now on."
Su Ziqi was relieved: "I'm not against you dating, it's just not appropriate now."
Jian Yan placed the flowers on the dressing table: "I know."
Su Ziqi patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, don't think about it. Do you want to go out to the party later?"
Jian Yan was about to reply when she heard Su Ziqi's phone ring. She pursed her lips. Su Ziqi looked at her after hearing what the person on the other end said, and his expression changed. Jian Yan asked, "What happened?"
Su Ziqi hung up the phone, and the assistant's message had been forwarded to him:
Jian Yan bumped into someone while trying to get to a party and left quickly.
The author has something to say: Thirty random red envelopes, muah.
Ji Yunxin: I suddenly want to hold her hand. Am I sick
Jian Yan: Yeah, what a psycho!
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