Chapter 77: Is it important or not? "I'll rush over to see you."...

In the following two weeks, He Yan was busy filming "Prisoners". Because of the great mental pressure during the day, sometimes he would return to the hotel after filming, close his eyes, wash up, and fall asleep.

Zhu Shengting also knew this, so he did not urge He Yan just because he did not reply to the message in time. Instead, he hoped that He Yan would rest more and not be too tired.

He Yan also took some free time during the filming and flew to the upper city to attend the Huayue Music Awards Ceremony, where he won two precious music awards for the first time in his life - the Most Popular Personal Album Award and the Best Single Award.

Everything is moving forward steadily.

On the day He Yan flew to Shangcheng, Zhu Shengting was in Beicheng, but the two of them could not make it in time to meet. He Yan only stayed in Shangcheng for half a day. After hurriedly receiving the award, she did not even have time to take off her makeup and immediately flew back to Seoul.

Although their longing for each other continued to intensify like the maple leaves gradually turning darker in color, it was inevitable that they chatted less frequently and did not have time to make video calls every night.

One night, He Yan fell asleep while napping. The next morning he discovered that Zhu Shengting had listened to his breathing while he slept all night.

He didn't hear the "good night", but he didn't miss Zhu Shengting's "good morning".

The only moment they could truly relax was on Director Sun Chengzhi's birthday. He made an unprecedented move and gave the crew a day off. Everyone who usually suppressed their emotions cheered when they heard the news.

He Yan was also included. He thought he finally had time to have a good chat and make a video call with Zhu Shengting.

He couldn't wait to share the good news with Zhu Shengting, but perhaps the other party was sleeping or busy, and did not reply.

However, Zhou Xingyan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, showed up at his place.

The kid was still in a hurry, so I called him directly after making sure that he was free.

"Hey brother, you finally have a day off today. Oh my god, I haven't dared to disturb you. You're so famous now. Fortunately, not many people know that I'm your sister, otherwise I really want your autograph and you'd have to sign until your hands are sore--" Zhou Xingyan started talking a lot as soon as she answered the phone.

"Okay, okay, then what do you want to talk to me about this time?" He Yan smiled and asked straight to the point.

"It's nothing serious... just that, are you still in touch with Brother Ting?" Zhou Xingyan said cautiously.

He Yan paused for a moment, not knowing why Zhou Xingyan suddenly asked this. Could it be that she was helping her best friend who was a fan of CP to spy on military intelligence?

He replied restrainedly: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Xingyan coughed twice in a pretentious manner. "Brother, you know I'm usually a person who gets excited for a short time, but so far I haven't found a male celebrity more handsome than Brother Ting! Oh, of course I'm not saying you're not handsome, you are beautiful, but no, you're not in this field anyway. Brother Ting is still more handsome in this field..."

"Get to the point." He Yan said helplessly.

Zhou Xingyan finally couldn't hold it in any longer. "The point is, what the hell is Brother Ting doing right now?! Fans can't even see him except at events. Fangirls can't even take pictures. Even at events, the last one was last week. A few months ago, your two fans were evenly matched, but now he barely shows up. He's completely overshadowed by yours. Of course, that's not the point. The point is, I don't have any real experience chasing stars. It shouldn't be like this! Bro, do you know what activities he's going to have soon?"

"Oh yeah, brother, I'm not deliberately getting close to you or anything, it's just that... I'm just too exhausted to chase you, so I have no choice but to ask you, I don't have any place to use my guns and cannons."

He Yan was stunned. He blinked slowly and realized that since Zhu Shengting sent him the schedule last time, there had been no additional schedules added to Zhu Shengting's schedule. He was quite busy recently, so he hadn't noticed this...

How strange... Zhu Shengting had so many announcements a month ago that he was like a spinning top, and the two of them had no time to meet at all. But now he has hardly appeared at all?

He asked hesitantly, "He...is there no news from the company?"

Zhou Xingyan was speechless again when she mentioned this. "Yeah, his fans have directly @your company and vigorously defended their rights, but there's still no result. It's still the same as always. Some people are even ready to go to the gate of Dream Transmission to make a scene, but it's just talk... So I came to ask you, see if there is any other good news."

He Yan's Adam's apple rolled twice, "Xingyan, I'm sorry, I can't get involved too much in his work."

He half told the truth and hid the other half, but considering that he really didn't know much about Zhu Shengting's work recently, it wasn't really a lie.

Zhou Xingyan was a little disappointed, but it was also within her expectations, so she didn't pester He Yan to cry or ask anything else without knowing the proper manner. "Okay brother, thank you for your help. I know you are busy too, so please have a good rest!"

He Yan hung up the phone, with Zhou Xingyan's words echoing in his mind. He somehow logged into his secondary Weibo account and found the Zhu Shengting fan club that he had secretly followed before.

As expected, the first pinned item I clicked on was information related to rights protection.

[French Fry Processing Station·Zhu Shengting National Fan Club: Please @DreamChuan Media Company seriously respond to the demands of Zhu Shengting's fans! Stop bombarding Zhu Shengting!] [Image]

The text in the picture is their main rights protection demands.

He Yan quickly looked at each row and found that Zhu Shengting had very few activities during this period. There were no fashion resources, no new TV series or movie scripts to be filmed, and apart from advertising and promotion, there were only previous platform activities, which really dampened the enthusiasm of fans.

Only then did he realize that Zhu Shengting had not talked to him about any script selection during this period. He Yan knew that Zhu Shengting never lied to him. They had discussed some script plots before, but now it seemed that he really hadn't discussed anything.

He quit Weibo and wanted to ask Zhu Shengting himself, but Zhu Shengting still did not reply to his message.

He Yan hesitated and wanted to call him, but was afraid of disturbing him. After hesitating, he finally decided to wait for Zhu Shengting to reply to his message.

Because he finally had a day off, He Yan was bored and stayed in the hotel with nothing to do. It was not until noon that someone finally replied to his message.

Sheng Ting: I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t look at my phone much this morning because I was in the hospital with my mom.

He Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't a big deal. To be honest, he hadn't visited Song Zhimeng for a long time and had no time.

He Yan: How is your aunt doing now?

Sheng Ting: As usual, I'm fine. How about you? Did you take a rest today?

He Yan lay on the bed, legs swinging, typing away at the keyboard, a smile rising on his face that he himself didn't even notice.

He Yan: Well, I wanted to video call you. If you are in the hospital, let’s talk about it tonight [cat hug]

He was still thinking about what Zhou Xingyan had told him and wanted to ask Zhu Shengting in person.

Zhu Shengting stood in the hospital corridor, looked at Qiao Chuanli who was walking towards him, and quickly replied to He Yan.

Zhu Shengting: Okay, I’ll call you again in the evening.

"Mr. Zhu, all the procedures at the hospital have been completed. Please feel free to contact me if you have any other questions." Qiao Chuanli pushed his glasses.

Zhu Shengting nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Qiao."

After giving his instructions, Qiao Chuanli nodded slightly and left. Zhu Shengting walked back to the ward. Aunt Sun had already helped him pack his luggage and would go with him to the American hospital to continue taking care of Song Zhimeng.

Zhu Shengting would feel more at ease with the presence of a familiar person.

"A Sheng, actually you don't have to accompany me. Don't you still have work to do?" Song Zhimeng frowned slightly, with a look of heartache in her eyes.

"Yes, Xiao Zhu, I will always be with you." Aunt Sun also echoed.

Zhu Shengting chuckled and patted Song Zhimeng on the back, "It's okay, Mom. I've freed up these few days. It won't affect my work."

Song Zhimeng still felt a little guilty, but she knew Zhu Shengting would not easily change his choice. "Okay, then you go back and have a good rest now. After all, you have a flight tomorrow morning."

Zhu Shengting sat down next to her and said, "It's okay. I'll talk to you again."

*

He Yan had just finished showering and was about to order dinner when he received a video call from Zhu Shengting. He blinked at the person on the screen and asked, "Didn't you say we might have to wait until tonight?"

"It's almost evening, have you eaten yet?" Zhu Shengting sat at the dining table and ate the noodles he made.

He Yan curled his lips and pretended to punch the camera, "I was just about to order when you interrupted me. You're eating so deliciously, Zhu Shengting."

Zhu Shengting shrugged and smiled, then lifted the bowl and showed it to He Yan like a food blogger. "Noodles with stir-fried green peppers and shredded pork."

He Yan wasn't that hungry to begin with, but Zhu Shengting made him want to crawl into the screen and grab what's in Zhu Shengting's bowl. "You're going too far!"

Zhu Shengting put down the bowl and stopped teasing. "What are you going to eat?"

"I was originally planning to order fried chicken, but seeing that you were enjoying it so much, I decided to order a bowl of noodles from the hotel." He Yan changed his mind and called the hotel front desk.

"By the way, let me ask you something." He Yan remembered what he wanted to ask during the day.

Zhu Shengting slowed down his eating speed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What are your work arrangements this week? I want to see when you are free." He Yan asked after considering his words.

Zhu Shengting paused. He had specifically told Zhan Ming not to schedule any work this week for Song Zhimeng. Zhan Ming hadn't told him the next notice yet, and he was planning to settle Song Zhimeng down until she came back from the United States.

"I have something to do these two days, so I'll be free on the weekend. What's the matter? Is your crew on holiday? Then I can come to see you secretly." Zhu Shengting finished the last bite of noodles.

He Yan wanted to ask what was going on, whether it was work, but then he felt that Zhu Shengting was not going to tell him so clearly, and it was probably not a very important matter. If he had to ask, it seemed unnecessary.

In addition, Zhu Shengting has always had a good plan for his work, so he doesn't have to worry about it. He sighed in his heart, thinking that he was led astray by Zhou Xingyan.

"How are you going to look for it secretly, like before? Forget it, just wait for me to come find you." He Yan lay on the table and looked at him, feeling a little drowsy, even though his stomach was not full yet.

Zhu Shengting noticed his sleepiness and said, "You finally have a day off. Go to bed early today. When does filming start tomorrow?"

"Oh, it's half past six in the morning." He Yan was like a cat showing its soft belly. Zhu Shengting couldn't touch it through the screen, which made his heart itchy.

"But my part in this drama will be wrapped in just over half a month. On the day it ends..." He Yan looked at Zhu Shengting, his eyes sparkling like a spoonful of stars, "I'll rush over to see you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Zhu Shengting looked at him.

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[Title: Perhaps someone cares about the corner, we feast on international love. ]

As the title says, someone ran into Zhu Shengting at an American airport. He was alone, without an assistant, but he seemed to be preparing to return to China. I wonder why no one ran into him in the US [touch chin in thought]