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Wen Qiao was quite popular in the film crew, getting along well with everyone, and President Fu often treated the crew with extra als, being the biggest sponsor of the drama, with status and identity right there. Based on all these conditions, when people heard Wen Qiao admit her relationship with Fu Jinghen, everyone offered their blessings.
Except for Wen Shu.
"I feel like a good work shouldn’t need these flashy techniques for decoration, right?" In the midst of all the lovely blessings, Wen Shu’s voice sounded sowhat jarring: "When the drama airs and the Female Lead publicly reveals her relationship, how will audiences imrse themselves?"
The room suddenly went quiet, everyone looked at each other, montarily unable to react to what was going on.
"Is that so?"
Wen Qiao put down her cup, the ceramic struck the solid wood table, creating a dull sound, yet it seed to resonate within everyone present.
Wen Qiao’s shyness vanished, her smile was light, and upon careful observation, carried a hint of sarcasm: "Xiao Shu, when your drama aired back then, there was no scandal about you, but netizens still comnted that there was no sense of imrsion. Why was that?"
One word "why", with a rising intonation, carried a strong challenge.
Lin Ruochun blew on her hot tea and took a sip.
Ah, this ti the tea was at the right temperature, and the won around her were also behaving normally.
Just as the tension was about to erupt, the door of the room was knocked three tis and was pushed open from outside.
"Excuse , can we start serving the dishes?"
"Yes, go ahead." Director Zhang broke the impasse, casually unpacking the utensils, he said: "Whether the audience can imrse themselves is related to acting skills, everything else is rather arbitrary."
Upon hearing that Director Zhang was siding with Wen Qiao, Wen Shu’s face turned pale, her clenched fist tightened, nails digging into her palm, forced to nod in agreent.
The others also laughed it off, turning the issue over.
Though they didn’t know what exactly transpired between Wen Qiao and Wen Shu, it didn’t stop them from making choices.
Wen Qiao and Wen Shu belonged to the sa company, but their identities were vastly different; one was the heart’s choice of the sponsor’s darling, while the other was rely a signed artist. It was clear who was more impressive.
Interactions among adults put more emphasis on interests, and besides, Wen Qiao inherently had better relationships than Wen Shu, coupled with the fact that Wen Shu initiated the provocation, so during dinner, they leaned more towards Wen Qiao.
For a while, Wen Shu’s position among them beca sowhat awkward.
The private room they booked integrated dining with entertainnt, a screen was placed in the middle, and on the other side of the screen was a small KTV.
After dinner, the people in the room split into two groups, one headed to the other side to sing, while another stayed at the table to chat.
During this, Wen Shu got up to go to the bathroom, only to find a "cleaning in progress" sign in front of the nearest bathroom to their room, forcing her to take a detour to another bathroom.
Upon exiting, she inadvertently saw a slightly familiar figure, instinctively took a step back, shielding her own figure.
Only after that figure returned to the private room did she walk out from the bathroom and return to the room.
Wen Qiao was pulled to the other side to sing, Wen Shu remained silent for a few seconds, then walked over.
After a while, the room door was pushed open, and a waiter pushed a cart of drinks inside.
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