Lin Zhan walked alongside the assistant director, asking, "What does his agent an by that?"
The assistant director sighed, "I have never worked with such an artist before, be it the agent or the artist themselves, neither seem very concerned about the fee. The agent ntioned that here with Diyang, no matter the amount proposed, the amount they actually receive is very little in the end. However, the opposing agency does hope to pay the fee at a B-level guarantee."
Xusheng, being relatively minor, naturally didn’t dare confront Diyang directly. Although they made a request, the specific amount still needed to be determined based on ng Qiuyan’s celebrity status and comrcial value.
"Alright, I understand."
After Lin Zhan sat down with ng Qiuyan and her agent, he asked ng Qiuyan to express her demands. ng Qiuyan, being reserved, showed no fluctuation in her gaze upon hearing the words.
"Director Lin, I don’t mind about the fee. Whatever you think is appropriate will suffice."
This girl seed indifferent to everything around her. Lin Zhan felt so sympathy for her, "How many more years do you have in your contract with Xusheng?"
It was then that ng Qiuyan lifted her eyelids to look his way. Her gaze carried a faint indifference and detachnt. "I initially signed for fifteen years with Xusheng; now, there are ten years left."
"What a pity."
Lin Zhan didn’t know why, but he suddenly blurted out those words.
ng Qiuyan’s agent, surnad Li, had transitioned from an assistant to an agent. Rather than saying she took care of ng Qiuyan, it was more like ng Qiuyan took care of her. She felt ng Qiuyan was undervalued.
Wanting to say sothing, ng Qiuyan tugged at her, signaling that she need not say anything.
Lin Zhan always felt sothing was off about ng Qiuyan’s eyes, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it. His heart went out to her, and he asked, "Have you ever considered leaving Xusheng?"
ng Qiuyan raised her head, her gaze eting Lin Zhan’s. That flash of joy seed only montary before it quickly faded, "I have thought about it, but... it’s not possible."
Lin Zhan didn’t ask further. He wasn’t the type to pry; his compassion was just a montary sentint. Since she was reluctant to share, he had no desire to delve deeper into the reasons.
He stood up, saying to ng Qiuyan, "The fee will be calculated at the B-level rate. Sotis, people really need to plan their own way out."
"Thank you, Director Lin."
During her five years in the industry, ng Qiuyan faced nurous troubles, ssy and varied, but no one truly sought to understand her, even wanting to help her.
She stood alone, long accustod to the fickleness of human relationships. At this mont, Lin Zhan’s comfort undoubtedly affird her strength.
She was internally grateful, yet not skilled at expressing it.
After Lin Zhan left, she shifted her gaze elsewhere. Li Linlin looked at her sympathetically, "Qiuyan, should we... "
"It’s no use, my mother..."
Li Linlin suddenly felt a biting resentnt. If only... she truly felt sorry for Qiuyan, "You can’t keep going on like this; you’ll break down before anything changes."
ng Qiuyan suddenly went silent, just gazing faintly ahead, not seeming to look at anything in particular.
...
Yuran had a scene with ng Qiuyan that evening. Acting with ng Qiuyan was unlike acting with any other female artist he had worked with before; it’s often said that an actor’s soul lies in their eyes.
ng Qiuyan’s gaze was indeed steadfast and spirited, but he always felt sothing was a bit off.
The scene was one she had previously shot with Qu Dongdong, facing the saint, and then being intercepted by the heroine. ng Qiuyan’s acting was sharp and clear; her skills were comndable, and the two of them paired well together.
After the scene, ng Qiuyan nodded to her without saying much, then turned and walked away.
Yuran squeezed next to Lan Yi and praised ng Qiuyan. "Senior, Ms. ng’s acting is really good. How did you feel acting with her?"
Lan Yi agreed, "Very good, she’s an excellent kid."
Yuran got along well with Lan Yi. On the set, she liked to stick close to her, which really displeased Bo Yan. That evening, Yuran ordered late-night snacks for everyone. Li Linlin was slightly surprised when she heard the crew mbers praising Yuran.
Holding her dessert, she asked ng Qiuyan, "How does it feel to act with Yuran?"
ng Qiuyan was also eating dessert. She wasn’t very hungry, but the dessert Yuran ordered looked appetizing, and she did not refuse the kind gesture. "Very good, her acting is very skilled, and doesn’t at all resemble that of an eighteen-year-old actress."
"Genius," Li Linlin admired.
ng Qiuyan smiled but remained silent.
The efficiency of the shoot increased significantly with the absence of disruptive and obstructive individuals in the production team; almost everyone delivered their lines without a hitch. Even Gu Jinshen, who initially had the poorest acting skills in the crew, inexplicably made very few mistakes.
Even if there were mistakes, they wouldn’t exceed three tis.
Director Lin Zhan’s temper improved significantly, and the workload of the crew mbers also reduced due to the actors’ professionalism, making everyone’s interaction pleasant.
ng Qiuyan and Li Linlin had never been in such a drama set before, free of ssy intrigues and conspiracies, and even the legendary aloofness of Bo Yan wasn’t as rumored.
Their interactions were very harmonious.
ng Qiuyan wasn’t busy with scenes, so even if she didn’t have her own parts to film, she stayed on set most of the ti because she liked the atmosphere.
One or two days might be coincidental, but several consecutive days like this beca curious for Yuran. She casually inquired from the familiar crew mbers and quickly learned everything.
She quite liked ng Qiuyan.
During their conversation, Yuran received a call. Initially, when she saw the na, she couldn’t rember who Jia Ziyi was, but quickly, her mory jogged her.
Her expression changed, and she walked to a quiet place with her phone to answer the call.
"What brings you to call?"
"Yo, Miss Yuran, why the temper? Is it because you’re about to enter the circle and beco a big star, you have to say goodbye to us little friends? That’s a bit cold, isn’t it?" Jia Ziyi’s tone was casual and flaunted a spoiled rich kid’s exaggeration.
Yuran felt disgusted inside but didn’t speak.
From Jia Ziyi’s end, a female voice ca through, "Ran, it’s Sister Yuyan here, everyone’s reveling in pleasure, want to join us? We’re missing one."
Yuran searched her mind for a long while, unable to recall who this self-proclaid Sister Yuyan was, and declined without a second thought, "No."
As if Qin Yuyan hadn’t expected Yuran to respond that way, she paused for a mont and then said, "Still throwing a tantrum like a child? Are you mad at Yunong?"
Yuran instantly reacted, "You are Qin Yunong’s sister?"
"Yes."
Yuran was blunt, "Are you here to lecture instead of Qin Yunong, telling not to covet what I shouldn’t?"
Qin Yuyan was puzzled by this approach, "What do you an?"
Yuran moved away from the phone, snorted in amusent, and without further response, hung up the phone.
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