Yun Shudai has five scenes today: three involving emotional entanglements, one involving an escape scene, and one involving a passionate confrontation.

At this moment, Yun Shudai is trying her best to escape. After filming three scenes, the director is not very satisfied.

On the last occasion, she finally caught the director's eye. Yun Shudai ran over to the director to look at herself on camera. The expression on her face when she turned her head was one of surprise, horror, and a hint of certainty.

"Yes, Shudai, that's the effect."

Yun Shudai was quite satisfied. She smiled and said thank you for your hard work before leaving.

Her next scene will be on a mountain, again at dusk.

"Sister Shushu, are you tired? I'm going to cook you a fish for lunch."

"Okay, let's have some fish soup. Add some pepper, it'll be spicy, I like it."

"Okay, you rest, Tian Tian and I will take care of the arrangements."

After Yun Shudai got into the RV, she first took off her crew clothes to avoid getting them dirty while eating later.

She put on comfortable clothes, picked up her tablet, and continued drawing her artwork. She had already uploaded one of her competition entries related to intangible cultural heritage.

All that's left is the competition for the 24 solar terms. I've already drawn six so far, so I need to keep going!

While drawing, a notification popped up in Yun Shudai's window. Seeing the words "Dance King," she clicked on it and found that it would be broadcast in two days.

Judging from the numerous comments below, it seems the production team bought the trending topic.

However, she didn't have high expectations for the show, mainly because she wasn't very happy during the recording.

About an hour later, An'an had prepared a pot of milky white fish soup, with six fried eggs in it.

"Sister Shushu, you can only eat one fried egg. The rest are for me and Tiantian. You can eat more tofu."

"Can't we have two? One won't be enough to fill us up."

"No, you can drink more soup. Once the filming of this drama is over, I can let you have a big meal."

Sweetie, standing to the side, chuckled sheepishly and took a bite of an egg from her large bowl.

During this time, Yun Shudai learned a bit about Tiantian. She came from a rural area, didn't do well in school and didn't get into high school. She learned truck driving skills from her parents for several years and found this job through her cousin at Bai Muyin's company.

Bai Muyin actually paid her a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan.

When they learned the number, not only was An'an shocked, but even Yun Shudai secretly thought that they couldn't afford to raise them. What should they do? They had to raise them anyway.

Yun Shudai sighed, put down her tablet, and slowly ate her meager rations.

Before she could even finish a few bites of her meal, Qingqing surprised her with a huge surprise.

"Shushu, are you free right now?"

"Yes, there is. Has Qingqing gotten a result?" As she spoke, she quickly put down her chopsticks.

"Yes, the crew of 'Demon God' sued Zhang Zihang. We also sent him several lawyer's letters. He hired a lawyer and, knowing that the chances of winning were slim, admitted to plagiarism and paid you 500,000 yuan in compensation. In addition, the 2 million yuan in royalties for stealing your painting were also returned to the 'Demon God' crew."

The production team of the drama "Demon God" also wants to reconcile. They've offered you the two million yuan as payment for the painting, and they'll also change the acknowledgments to your name when it's released on the offline app. I'm just asking you, do you accept this outcome?

"Ahem... Qingqing, what did you say? Zhang Zihang sold that painting for two million?"

"right."

Upon hearing this, An'an, who was standing nearby, choked on the soup she was drinking.

Yun Shudai was also speechless, and her eyes were full of surprise. She had thought about reconciliation and compensation, but she never thought that a painting would sell for so much money.

"Qingqing, you're lying to me."

Bai Muqing laughed on the other end of the phone: "Shushu, I didn't expect that paintings in your industry would have such high commercial value. But my brother said that your style and skills are worth the price. You seem so happy, so does that mean you agree?"

"Yes, I agree, I completely agree. Thank you, Qingqing. I'll treat you to dinner when I finish filming and go back."

"Okay, I'll wait."