Don’t laugh, that little expression was quite vivid; he could have sworn he saw a tiny person nad "He Jinxia" furrowing her brow, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
Sheng Yan’s lips curved into a shallow smile as he typed another ssage, "The best way to learn is by doing. If you really want to learn sothing from , start acting with as soon as possible."
He Jinxia was taken aback by his words.
What was Sheng Yan’s status?
A top-tier superstar, beyond the reach of A-list celebrities.
What was her status?
An aspiring second-tier star struggling to break into the forefront.
Who knew how long it would take before she could act opposite Sheng Yan!
He Jinxia: "Ideals are beautiful, but reality is harsh."
Sheng Yan: "?"
He Jinxia: "To act opposite you, I at least need to beco a top-tier celebrity... right?"
Sheng Yan: "You’re thinking too much. I ant we should get together to act when we’re both free."
He Jinxia: "Oh."
Caw caw caw, it was as though three crows flew overhead, bringing an inexplicable chill to the air.
Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. He were silently lurking in the chat, each mother feeling differently.
Mrs. Sheng was anxious about her son’s intelligence, while Mrs. He thought that although it was a bit cold, at least the two were communicating smoothly, which was a good sign.
Just as everyone thought the WeChat conversation had co to an end, He Jinxia’s phone vibrated a few tis just as they arrived at the restaurant.
He Jinxia took it out to see that Sheng Yan had privately ssaged her on WeChat.
"The dia invited to the press conference by the crew will have already established a good relationship, especially those who broadcast live. If a journalist dares to do that on a live broadcast, there must be sothing backing them. What’s your plan?"
He Jinxia lowered her eyes slightly and soon made up her mind.
She asked Luo You and Zhang Dayou to enter the private room and order first while she went to the restroom.
Cheng Xiaohua demonstrated her professionalism as a top-tier assistant, closely following He Jinxia to prevent any unforeseen accidents.
He Jinxia instructed Cheng Xiaohua to stand guard outside the bathroom. She then went in, scanned the area to make sure it was empty, and dialed Sheng Yan’s number on her phone.
Sheng Yan was waiting for He Jinxia’s response, never expecting the wait to lead to a phone call.
He glanced at Zhang Ming sitting in front of him, who kept sneaking peeks at him. When their gazes t, a flash of embarrassnt crossed Zhang Ming’s face, and he imdiately coughed lightly, swiftly turning his head back to the front.
Zhang Ming whistled nonchalantly and struck up a conversation with the chauffeur, "The weather’s nice today, isn’t it? It’s not raining."
The honest and straightforward chauffeur chuckled, "Brother Zhang, it’s not raining, it’s snowing."
Zhang Ming: "..."
Watching the awkward exchange between the two n in the front, Sheng Yan in the backseat casually withdrew his gaze and answered the phone.
"Hello, what’s up?" His llow voice floated over, soft and gentle like a lover’s whispering murmur.
He Jinxia was caught off-guard by his voice and felt her heart flutter.
She fanned her face with her hand, cleared her throat, and also lowered her voice to discuss the pressing matter with him.
"My team believes that the ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’ crew can continue filming, but since there was a car accident at the press conference that affected my reputation, my team is asking for compensation for the damage to my reputation," she explained.
Sheng Yan’s eyes twinkled as he countered, "Do you want to continue shooting?"
He Jinxia shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and said, "I follow my team’s advice."
Sheng Yan: "You have a good team."
At that mont, He Jinxia’s eyes lit up.
The reason why she had called Sheng Yan was partly because Sheng Yan had just happened to private ssage her asking about the incident, which was inconvenient for her to type out a response to on WeChat, and partly because she wanted to probe for so information from Sheng Yan.
With a sly smile, she spoke in a relaxed tone, "So you also agree with my team’s analysis, right? That ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’ can continue shooting and will be able to be successfully aired during the sumr slot?"
Sheng Yan’s expression paused, a glint of light crossing his eyes, as he chuckled lightly, "Trying to fish for information from ?"
The corners of He Jinxia’s mouth couldn’t help but curve upward as she feigned ignorance, "No, aren’t these the things you’ve told ?"
Sheng Yan silently slapped a label onto He Jinxia in his mind—crafty.
Sotis she seems foolish, but at other tis, very smart.
He didn’t directly answer He Jinxia’s question but said ambiguously, "Gu Qiao has been making arthouse movies for many years. They might be niche, but she still has connections."
He Jinxia blinked and persisted, "So does that an ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’ will be able to set a release date smoothly?"
Sheng Yan’s lips moved slightly, and he coldly uttered two words, "Guess."
He Jinxia: "..."
"Bang bang!" Just then, the bathroom door was knocked, He Jinxia got the hint and imdiately said, "Soone’s coming, I’ll talk to you later."
Before Sheng Yan could speak, she quickly hung up the phone on her end.
Now it was Sheng Yan’s turn: "..."
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Sheng Yan tugged at the corner of his mouth, put down his phone, and picked up the financial newspaper beside him to read.
For so reason, he felt like he had been used and then discarded.
Sheng Yan adjusted the tie on his shirt sowhat irritably.
During the al, He Jinxia was inevitably recognized by the restaurant’s staff; they took a cheerful photograph together, and after He Jinxia left, the staff posted the picture on Weibo.
By the ti the paparazzi caught wind and found out which restaurant it was to rush over there, He Jinxia had already returned to the new residence Luo You had prepared for her.
The new apartnt was located in a residential area within the third ring of Imperial City, with a very poetic na—Dongting Lake Garden.
According to Luo You, Dongting Lake Garden is vast, not only boasting beautiful greenery and facilities like a gym, swimming pool, and wellness center, but it’s also specifically marketed to celebrities.
The security there is excellent; paparazzi can hardly infiltrate, and many A-list celebrities, even top-tier superstars, reside there.
To be able to rent a two-bedroom apartnt in Dongting Lake Garden was a matter of luck; there was a celebrity who just happened to want to rent out their apartnt, and Luo You had a friend in real estate managent who told him about it when he saw Luo You was looking for a place.
To prevent the apartnt from being snatched up by soone else, Luo You didn’t even go to view the apartnt but transferred the money right away to rent it.
He Jinxia had only officially moved in yesterday, and sitting alone on the fairly spacious living room sofa, she looked around the empty house, feeling a bit unaccustod.
It was indeed a bit large for one person.
He Jinxia sighed lightly, took out her phone, and shot a short video of the house to send to the group chat, adding an evocative ntion of Mrs. He and a ssage that read, "It’s so big and empty!"
Convincing Mrs. He to move to Imperial City was a massive project that couldn’t be rushed, so He Jinxia decided to start with a daily dose of selling the struggle.
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