The incense burner hit the tip of Director Wen's shoe, and Director Wen's face turned visibly dark. A staff member who saw the situation immediately ran over and carried the incense burner away together.

The incense burner was taken back, but Director Wen's expression obviously did not improve. Qiao Yan thought that just like what those two people said, Director Wen really believed it.

The crowd dispersed normally, and Qiao Yan and her agent naturally had to go back. However, she was a little curious, so she told her agent that her legs were sore and she wanted to find a place to sit for a while before walking back.

"Would you like some water?"

The location that Qiao Yan found was not too remote, partially covered by bushes, and she could also see the scene of the opening ceremony.

"Need not."

She shook her head and looked at the field. Several people who had burned incense were surrounding the man in yellow. Director Wen seemed to be saying something to him.

The agent also noticed it and shook his head: "These famous directors are always more superstitious than others. You have to get used to it."

"Why?" Qiao Yan asked.

"Because the more you gain, the more you fear losing it," the agent said. "Of course, there are also some who already believe this, and once they become famous, they believe it even more firmly. Besides, the entertainment industry is inherently mysterious. Some people remain unknown for ten or twenty years, and then suddenly become extremely popular. Do you think there's any pattern to this? There isn't, so some people believe this..."

Qiao Yan nodded as she listened. In her sight, several people seemed to have taken something yellow from the man in yellow. Qiao Yan saw that Director Wen's expression had improved a lot.

"He must have spent money to buy some kind of amulet or something. After all, it's unlucky for the incense burner to fall over. But I have to admit that he was really willing to spend money. This kind of amulet is not cheap." The agent smacked his lips.

"Everyone?" Qiao Yan asked.

"Yes, that Taoist priest." said the agent.

It turns out that the man in yellow is called Taoist priest, Qiao Yan thought. She only saw the man over there took some talisman and then said goodbye to the Taoist priest.

Director Wen, Editor Cen and General Manager Jiang left together, probably going somewhere else, while the remaining main actors left together.

Qiao Yan waited until they were about to reach her, and then seized the opportunity to get up and walk out.

The agent followed her with eyes wide open, wondering if his artist had finally come to understand the ways of the world.

When she bumped into these six people head-on, Qiao Yan stopped and pretended to be surprised, nodding and greeting them.

"Haven't you gone back yet?" The female lead, as expected of her, reacted the fastest and asked Qiao Yan with a smile.

"Let's take a walk and enjoy the breeze." Qiao Yan nodded. "There's a pond over there with beautiful scenery."

Although she only glanced at him from a distance, Qiao Yan was very good at using these details to support her words and gain trust.

These people joined the group earlier than her and came here earlier, so they were naturally more familiar with this place than her. After Qiao Yan said this, they all realized which end she had gone to, and the expressions on their faces relaxed a little bit.

"Are you going back now?" the second female lead Rong Yan asked softly. She had a typical pure appearance, with light facial features, and in light-colored clothes she looked like a fairy.

"Yes, I haven't packed my luggage yet." Qiao Yan nodded with a smile, and then walked with the others naturally.

Although the journey was not long, Qiao Yan began to notice some things along the way. The leading male and the third male seemed to have a good relationship and would chat in low voices from time to time on the way.

The second male lead was closer to the first and second female leads, but as for the third female lead... Qiao Yan glanced at Ba Zimian, who was walking side by side with her behind.

She seemed to be isolated from the crowd, and because her skirt had no pockets, Qiao Yan saw that she and Zeng Canli could only hold the talisman they got from the Taoist priest in their hands.

However, compared with Zeng Shenli's natural "holding" action, Ba Zimian's action is actually more suitable to be described as "clenching".

Qiao Yan watched her carefully and found that her expression became more and more nervous as she got closer to the "dormitory".

It was just because the people in front didn't look back, so no one noticed, and... she seemed to be getting closer and closer to the edge of the road.

As they passed through the gate into the "dormitory", Qiao Yan noticed that her expression became a little alert and she began to pay attention to other people.

Seeing this, Qiao Yan turned her head and pretended to talk to her agent.

"What time do you have to get up tomorrow?" She picked up a topic at random.

"Get up at 4:30 to do your makeup, take care of your skin tonight so you can put on makeup tomorrow." The agent reported tomorrow's schedule without hesitation.

Qiao Yan nodded, turned her head back, and continued to observe Ba Zimian out of the corner of her eye.

I saw her carefully transfer the talisman from one hand to the other, and then gently threw it away as she walked past a metal trash can.

The yellow triangle symbol was thrown into the trash can, and no one noticed it except Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan parted ways with the others normally; after all, she couldn't live there. Her agent's room was right next to hers, and after instructing her to ring the doorbell if she needed anything, he left.

Qiao Yan spread out the two large suitcases in the room, looked at the dazzling array of things, and decided to take them out when needed, so she wouldn't have to pack them up.

After a quick wash, she lay down on the bed with her arms and legs spread out. She took out her cell phone and found that her agent had told her that he had ordered food for her.

It was completely dark outside. The trees, which had been lush and green during the day, looked a little hideous at night, like ghostly shadows. Qiao Yan simply drew the curtains, blocking out the now no longer beautiful scenery outside.

She recalled the scenes she had seen today in her mind. It was unlucky for the incense burner to fall over, so she spent a lot of money to buy a talisman to ensure safety.

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