"Xiao Jiu, did you speak to the director beforehand? That's why he deliberately made things difficult for Lin Yiyun, causing her to have to do so many takes."

Jingjiu also wants to ask her this question.

"Not you?" Tang Li asked, puzzled.

Jingjiu was even more puzzled: "Not you either?"

"Who could it be?"

The Beijing-Kowloon Railway is in a dilemma.

"Who else has a grudge against Lin Yiyun? Who could persuade the director to trip her up like this? You know, Lin Yiyun has a princess-like temper, and she might just quit. If things get to this point, taking this risk would be too high a price to pay."

This script was already over budget. If the scenes for the second female lead need to be reshot, it will be very difficult to find a female star with such high popularity, traffic and topicality to play the role.

Secondly, it is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and costly, resulting in more losses than gains.

After all, there was nothing wrong with Lin Yiyun's performance.

Tang Li sighed: "Anyway, the only person I can think of is you."

Beijing-Kowloon Railway Rebuttal:

"It really wasn't me. I'm not the kind of person who does good deeds without leaving my name. Besides, Director Chen is very meticulous when filming, and he wouldn't let someone like me mess around like this."

Since they couldn't find out who was targeting Lin Yiyun, Tang Li patted her shoulder:

"Then let's not think about it anymore. I'm going back to my room. You should get some rest too."

Back in his hotel room, Tang Li made himself a cup of instant coffee to perk himself up and waited for Lin Yiyun's arrival.

Just as dawn was breaking, Tang Li was writing furiously when she heard the doorbell ring. She went to open the door, and only Lin Yiyun was standing there.