Shen Wangshu never expected this.

Luo Xin actually had this cunning side.

What happened to the promise that she and Zhou Chen were truly in love?

However, compared to the woman's betrayal of Lü Rong in her previous life, Shen Wangshu felt it would be more satisfying to have her betray Zhou Chen.

She didn't care how Luo Xin bumped into President Song; she was just secretly happy that Zhou Chen's hair had turned green. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, "Doesn't he like his hair to turn green?"

He personally delivered Lü Rong to President Song back then, when Lü Rong was still Zhou Chen's girlfriend, and he didn't show any leniency. It's clear that Zhou Chen has no scruples when it comes to this matter.

If one girlfriend isn't green enough, what's a little more green on his head if Luo Xin makes him greener?

"He has to thank Luo Xin." She made him change his hairstyle!

"With 'The Swordsman of Tianshan' flopping so badly, does he think Luo Xin will stay with him peacefully?" Lü Ke's face was filled with immense satisfaction. When she heard Shen Wangshu mention that Zhou Chen had given her to President Song, a deep pain appeared in her strong eyes. This pain made her involuntarily look away from Shen Wangshu and softly say, "If... it had been Xiao Rong who suffered all of this back then..." Her tears suddenly fell, but she quickly wiped them away, raised her head, and sneered, "That beast deserves to be abandoned by everyone!"

“It’s all over now, Xiao Lü is alright.” Zhang Tongzhou followed behind, his slender hand resting on her shoulder as he gently comforted her.

Lu Ke was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Shen Wangshu couldn't see her expression, yet he felt a tightness in his chest.

"He really offended the director of the production team." A great drama that was supposed to boost his reputation and fame was ruined and turned into garbage, with ratings plummeting.

Song Yihe's good friend is a director with a reputation and status, but this time he suffered a humiliating setback and was heavily criticized online by book fans. It's impossible for him not to be angry. The costumes and script of this drama are excellent, but the actors are lacking. The female characters are one thing, but Zhou Chen, the male lead, gave a performance that was simply unbearable to watch. If the audience's reviews were good, it would be understandable, but the reviews are appalling.

The veteran director's reputation has been ruined, and he has publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhou Chen's acting skills.

He certainly couldn't say that Zhou Chen had a sugar daddy, but he did say directly that Zhou Chen wasn't the male lead he had chosen.

The topic of discord between the director and the actors was quickly reported by various media outlets. Zhou Chen was not a big star, so of course she didn't need to be taken seriously. Therefore, some people who had worked on the set before had already hinted that Zhou Chen was acting like a diva.

Being late, leaving early, giving the cold shoulder, and swindling the director—Zhou Chen is a complete scoundrel, and the criticism she receives is overwhelming.

Of course, some of Zhou Chen's fans retorted, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree; it crumbled in a single blow.

In the entertainment industry, if a celebrity has so much bad news, it's basically over. What's more, the director of "Tianshan Swordsman" is a veteran in the industry. If you offend him, most other directors will avoid having any contact with Zhou Chen again out of respect for him.

Take Song Yihe for example. Even if he did like Zhou Chen, he would never cast her in a film again, out of friendship. After all, no film requires sleeping with someone. Since finishing "The Swordsman of Tianshan," Zhou Chen hasn't taken on any acting roles and is now living off the money she earned from her breakup with Song Yihe.

It will be quite difficult for him to become famous.

"Let's not talk about him anymore." Shen Wangshu suddenly didn't want to mention Zhou Chen.

Perhaps it was because of the uncontrollable mix of grief and pleasure on Lü Ke's face.

"That's right, let's talk about our new movie." Lü Ke stared at Shen Wangshu for a long time before looking away, her voice hoarse but trying to sound lively as she laughed, "I wonder if Director Song has finished the script yet. I heard that Director Song has high expectations for this film and even specially found the best suspense writer in the country to write the script. It's meticulous and exciting, and Director Song is very satisfied." Song Yihe was really going all out to prevent the movie from flopping. After making so many flopping art films over the years, Director Song finally realized that these days, if you want box office success, you can't hold back your highbrow image.

What's so special about a mystery detective?

Director Song has already planned his next film. If his suspense movie flops, he'll make a comedy next time!

The movie is called "Fat on the Road"!

What?

Is the movie's title similar to a certain high-grossing film, suggesting it's trying to ride on the coattails of that film?

Haha... Director Song doesn't want to listen to these things that have nothing to do with box office.

Of course, if it weren't for the current ban on shooting pure ghost movies in mainland China, Song Yihe would love to roll up his sleeves and make a horror movie.

Let's call it "The Grave Robbers' Diary"!

A famous director... well, only someone who's tried everything can be called a famous director...

"I still trust Director Song's judgment," Shen Wangshu said politely.

These words were said entirely out of consideration for Meng Fangfei, leaving Shen Wangshu completely unconvinced. However, Song Yihe had genuinely put in a lot of effort this time; to avoid further failures and ending up merely copying trends, he took this project very seriously.

Just a few days later, Director Song, sneaking around with his chubby belly, slipped back to the hotel. He first went to knock on Meng Fangfei's door in the middle of the night, only to be slapped in the face by Meng Fangfei, who smiled and took the script and slammed it on the door. He shuddered for a moment, then went to knock on Shen Wangshu's door.

The door opened, and a tall, black-haired man wearing a yukata stood in the doorway, looking at him coldly.

"Just delivering the script." Director Song's expression was as innocent as someone just passing by.

However, his chubby old face was really not suitable for making this cute expression. Shen Xuan pursed his lips and was about to slam the door.

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