Since there were still nearly twenty minutes until 8 o'clock, Wen Yan still had time to interact with the viewers in the live stream.
Because there were so many viewers, the comments scrolled very quickly.
Wen Yan could only randomly select some netizens to reply to.
She read the comments on the screen while chatting with the viewers.
"Is this my new look? Yes, but I'd say it's half and half, because the clothes are actually quite thin, so I swapped in my own military overcoat. This was a gift from a fan; she said it was custom-made, super warm, and very durable, so I didn't have to worry about it getting scratched, torn, or shedding. I just brought it to the set, and let me tell you, it's really warm. Thank you to this fan!"
"Aaaaaah, I'm dead! I'm this fan! Yan Yan, look at me!"
However, the comments scrolled by too quickly, so Wen Yan didn't see the original person's message.
However, she did not give up and kept leaving messages on the public screen.
"What I want to tell you is that Yan Yan generally doesn't accept expensive gifts. Of course, my military coat isn't anything expensive either, but after I gave her the gift, she contacted me and sent me a down jacket. I still can't bear to wear it! She really spoils her fans!"
'Really? She even gave you a gift in return?'
'Yes, I'd be a dog if I lied.'
"Waaah, I don't want a return gift from her, I just want her to accept mine. My family imports skincare products, and she never accepts the Advanced Night Repair serum set, but that's all I have!"
Fans quickly started discussing the gift issue in the live chat, but the topic was instantly drowned out by a flood of comments.
Wen Yan continued to interact with the audience.
"Am I wearing no makeup today? Yes, it's because of the photoshoot requirements. Do I look pretty? Haha, thank you for the compliment."
"Many people are still asking me if Wen Chengcai, who appears online, is actually my father. Hey everyone, please wait a minute! Why don't you have any patience? I'll make a formal statement at 8 o'clock."
"Huh? Who are you talking about?"
After seeing a certain comment, Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Let's have that local guy in the back say a few words in his dialect. Haha, are you guys making a joke or what? That's not a local, it's Jing Hao, Brother Hao. I'll call him over to say a few words."
As she spoke, Wen Yan adjusted the angle of her phone and turned to call Jing Hao.
"Brother Hao, your makeup and styling today are a huge success. The viewers in the live stream are affectionately calling you a local."
"What!" Jing Hao was a fun-loving person, and immediately blurted out a couple of sentences in the dialect he had recently learned, making the viewers in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
Soon, "hahahaha" went viral.
'Are you kidding me? I thought this was going to be a serious, formal clarification live stream. Why is the atmosphere so relaxed?'
Wen Yan happened to see this comment and offered her explanation.
"Why am I so relaxed? Because I'm upright and honest, and I have nothing to fear. So I'm not nervous at all, and I just do what I'm supposed to do. For example, if the police come to arrest a thief, but you didn't steal anything, you would still act the same as usual, right?"
"Please, please move the camera a little to the left. Why? Is there something on the left?"
This somewhat inexplicable comment caught Wen Yan's attention.
As she adjusted the camera angle, she turned around and looked to her left and behind.
Not to mention her, Jing Hao and Wang Che also looked to the left and behind.
To everyone's surprise, they saw the words "crematorium" on the wall behind them.
"Holy crap!" Jing Hao was the first to react, and he looked at Zhou Junye beside him.
"Director, oh director, I was wondering why you were giving us red envelopes when filming this scene. At first, I thought it was because of the special nature of the scene. Turns out it's because you rented an abandoned crematorium?"
"Is that really true?" Wen Yan held her phone directly and pointed the camera at Zhou Junye.
Zhou Junye touched his nose somewhat guiltily.
"There's no way around it. I've been looking around for a long time, and the overall environment here really matches the scene I envisioned. Choosing other places or building a set on-site wouldn't meet my requirements. Besides, weren't you all quite happy when you received the red envelopes?"
"And what's wrong with the crematorium? Why should people be afraid of this place? It's a sacred transit point. No matter who we are, whether we're billionaires or ordinary people, we will all go to the crematorium in the future. It's the last stop for our physical bodies. After our bodies turn to ashes, our spirits will go to another world."
Wow, everyone gave Zhou Junye a thumbs up.
Wang Che and Jing Hao further expanded on this topic.
Jing Hao asked Wang Che, "If the crematorium asked you to carry corpses and offered you 100,000 yuan a night, only at night, would you be willing?"
"One hundred thousand?" Wang Che's eyes widened. "That's too much, brother. One hundred thousand is enough for me for one night. I won't feel at ease if I take too much."
At that moment, the assistant director walked past the camera and reminded Wang Che.
"Young man, don't think this is too simple. If you do this job for half a year, you still won't be able to get rid of the smell on your body even with a steel wool pad."
"The first half of the year?" Wang Che thought seriously for two seconds. "Would it be better if I worked in the second half of the year?"
Wen Yan was drinking water when she saw Wang Che ask the question earnestly with those clear yet foolish eyes, and she couldn't help but spit out all the water.
The others were laughing uncontrollably.
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