Chapter 60 Patrick Star
Wen Shuang felt uncomfortable being stared at by Zhang Zixuan. He subconsciously glanced outside, worried that he would be bumped into by Xuan Zhe who happened to arrive.
"The recording is over, why don't you go back?" Wen Shuang coughed twice, speaking in a calm tone, trying her best to live up to the word "teacher".
Zhang Zixuan became even more excited when Wen Shuang spoke to him. He took out his phone from his pocket. He was obviously a rising star with countless fans, but at this moment he was like a greenhorn who had just started out. His face flushed from neck to ears, and his voice was a little soft, "Can I have your contact information?"
There were cameras all around, and Wen Shuang estimated they were most likely still in use. If she were caught rejecting Zhang Zixuan, his fans would probably be ready to die. Besides, the child's request wasn't unreasonable. Judging from his behavior alone, he was a pampered youngster, untouched by the elements. Wen Shuang pondered for a moment, then pulled out her phone. "Scan me."
Zhang Zixuan was almost going crazy with joy.
Wen Shuang was right. The camera was indeed still working. This scene was shown as a small behind-the-scenes feature in the live broadcast room, and the screen was full of "hit" again.
Cao Nanyu observed Mr. Xuan's expression through the rearview mirror and complained in his heart.
"Instead of paying attention to me, you might as well drive faster." Xuan Zhe said coldly.
Assistant Cao began to seriously consider learning to fly a plane.
After getting Wen Shuang's contact information, Zhang Zixuan showed no intention of leaving. He stood beside his idol, unable to conceal his excitement, and asked, "Teacher Wen Shuang, how long has you been learning the guqin?"
Wen Shuang silently chanted "Amitabha" in her heart and said calmly, "Almost ten years."
"Wow!" Zhang Zixuan exclaimed, "That's amazing! My dad asked me to learn the guqin, but I found it too boring and didn't last more than three months."
"It's okay. Everyone has their own expertise. If you don't like these things, forget it. You can't force them."
"No, no, no!" Zhang Zixuan hurriedly explained: "I like it!"
[Fuck… Zixuan’s reaction is exactly like my reaction when I see my idol. So cute!]
[These two look perfect together!]
[Jiang Ning, I'm sorry, woooo, I'm climbing the wall!]
A familiar black Maybach gradually came into view. Wen Shuang's alarm bells rang all over his body. He unconsciously distanced himself from Zhang Zixuan, but the kid was honest and kept moving forward. Xuan Zhe saw from a distance that they were very close, and a vein popped out on his forehead.
"My car is here, I'm leaving first." Wen Shuang waved to Zhang Zixuan, already roaring in her heart, what to do, what to do, if she didn't take off her pants for a while, she was afraid that it would be difficult to coax her.
Zhang Zixuan was still reluctant to leave, and had no idea that the Maybach was coming to pick up Wen Shuang. "Well, where is the teacher's nanny car?"
"Let's take a different car today." Wen Shuang laughed. Seeing the black car turned on its hazard lights, he said goodbye to Zhang Zixuan in a hurry and ran over.
"Oh" Zhang Zixuan felt a little disappointed.
Zhu Lian made a gesture to the photographer with a serious face, and his look of facing a great enemy made the other party dare not follow Wen Shuang to take pictures.
As soon as she got in the car, she could feel the distinct condensation. The middle baffle had been considerately raised. Wen Shuang didn't even dare to look at Xuan Zhe's expression. She just opened her arms to hug him, but the man sat in his seat like a sculpture, not moving at all.
Let’s try it. Wen Shuang pressed her cheek against Xuanzhe’s, but there was no reaction...
Kiss! Wen Shuang leaned forward, but was suddenly pinched by Xuan Zhe's waist. Her sight shifted slightly and she was in the man's arms. Xuan Zhe's expression fell into a large shadow, and his emotions were unclear. His voice was low and steady, "Wen Shuang, letting you on this show is my biggest failure."
Wen Shuang was not angry, but smiled and put her arms around Xuan Zhe's neck. Ever since they started dating, she knew very well that men's possessiveness was much greater than that of ordinary people. Xuan Zhe's ability to make vinegar was completely proportional to his decisiveness in the business world. But the strange thing was that Wen Shuang did not feel any restraint or oppression. It didn't matter, she would just indulge him.
"Then what should we do?" Wen Shuang asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to hide me?"
Xuanzhe's tone became dangerous, "Do you think I dare not?"
What could Wen Shuang not dare to do? She squeezed closer to Xuan Zhe's arms and said, "You can do whatever you want. I just want you to understand that I only like you."
Xuanzhe: “…”
"No." Xuanzhe couldn't hold it in any longer: "Who did you learn these sweet words from?"
"How can words from the heart be considered sweet talk?" Wen Shuang was not convinced.
Xuanzhe gently knocked on the windshield, and Cao Nanyu understood and drove the car away.
Xuanzhe was indeed jealous before he came. A group of people who didn't know the reason frequently paired his little quail with others. The possessiveness in his heart was magnified in an instant, carrying with it a terrifying destructive power, inevitably hurting others and himself. If Wen Shuang had been tougher today, it would have been a disaster. But he didn't care at all. At this moment, he was leaning on Xuanzhe's shoulder and felt a little drowsy.
They were a perfect match. Xuanzhe calmly kissed the top of Wen Shuang's head. In that case, he should also try to give the young man some room to develop. Calm down and think about what a couple is. Xuanzhe suddenly felt disdainful. Have they seen Wen Shuang's face flushed and tears in the corners of her eyes in bed? No, bullshit!
After returning home and having dinner, Wen Shuang naturally lost her pants.
The next day, Wen Shuang woke up with back pain and contacted Zhu Lian immediately, "Sister Zhu, I won't be going to Xinxing. Please tell the production team for me."
"Tell me something," Zhu Lian asked in surprise, then suddenly realized, "Didn't you read Weibo?"
What happened to Weibo?
"Your popularity is now second only to a few popular contestants." Zhu Lian smiled happily, "Frost, we're ready to take off!"
Wen Shuang sincerely felt that if he could shoot two more times, he would be wasted on Xuan Zhe, so how could he take off?
"Sister Zhu, let's just forget it..." Wen Shuang said sincerely, "Xuan Zhe is unhappy."
Thinking of all the CPs gathering online, Zhu Lian realized later that Wen Shuang had a hidden identity as Quan Yi's "boss lady" and choked up: "No, it's probably not a good idea to leave now. It will easily ruin our reputation. So, how about you participate in two more episodes of recording, and then we will turn it down on the grounds of filming schedule conflicts?"
Wen Shuang had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll listen to Sister Zhu."
What Zhu Lian meant by "filming" was not just a simple reason. Wen Shuang was already very free among the artists of the same period. If Xuan Zhe had not been in charge, Zhu Lian could really take him all over the world.
Zhu Lian sent a total of four scripts. Wen Shuang read them one by one, carefully analyzed the relationships between the characters, and chose a third male character who had no conflicts with the protagonists, had a relatively independent story line, and only served as a link between the past and the future. He was a killer.
Seeing Wen Shuang's choice, Zhu Lian hesitated to speak, "Shuangzi, look at your face, can you play a killer?"
"Becoming a killer isn't just about looks." Wen Shuang laughed, "Sister Zhu, please contact the director for me. I'll audition first."
Zhu Lian gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, "Okay!"
This play is imminent. The director is named Lin Shen, who is even stricter than Zhang Dong. He is only over 40 years old but already has heavy forehead wrinkles, which shows how he is usually annoyed by the actors.
When Wen Shuang arrived, she found quite a few people auditioning, some of them quite famous. Lin Shen sat behind a glass window with his arms folded. The background was a dark red, which gave people a strong sense of psychological oppression. One young actor was a little nervous. When he turned around, his hand trembled and the prop gun fell directly to the ground. Lin Shen's face was gloomy, and he laughed in anger. His sarcastic voice came clearly through the microphone, "If you have Parkinson's, go to the hospital first. After all, health is important."
Wen Shuang: “!” You have such a poisonous mouth.
The atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressing. With the cannon fodder in front, the people behind became more and more nervous. When it came to the fifth audition, Lin Shen no longer watched and started chatting with a young man wearing sunglasses next to him. Finally, it was the turn of an old actor, who was in his thirties, with fierce eyes and a tough look. Seeing this, Lin Shen sat up slightly, as if he was attracted, but his brows were frowned all the time.
Wen Shuang was relieved instead. He had thought about this character. A killer should be full of murderous aura and make people tremble with fear at first sight. However, the killer in the book was a person who had no passion for the world and life. Killing was not a means of survival when necessary, but a common occurrence for him. Wen Shuang created two images in his mind, and Lin Shen's reaction allowed him to successfully deny one of them.
After trial and error, the answer was revealed, and soon it was Wen Shuang's turn.
A middle-aged man next to Lin Shen noticed Wen Shuang, chuckled and spoke. The microphone received good sound, and a faint sentence "Traffic artists are not good at all" was clearly audible. Such words were quite discouraging at this time. Lin Shen frowned, then moved the microphone farther away. This action made Wen Shuang feel a little relieved. He nodded slightly to Lin Shen, and Lin Shen raised his hand to signal that he could start.
The audition scene was about the third male lead being chased by his enemy. He was eating at first, but suddenly realized something was wrong and ended up counterattacking.
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Wen Shuang took a deep breath, and the scene around him gradually changed. The light was very good, just like the dark little room in the book.
Everyone only saw that Wen Shuang's expression became empty little by little. Yes, empty, as if everything in the world was no different in his eyes. Lin Shen suddenly lay on the table and observed carefully because of his change in expression.
Wen Shuang grabbed a ball of air and stuffed it into his mouth, but his movements suggested he was eating. His expression remained indifferent until, as if he had noticed something, he jerked his head back. Even so, his eyes remained calm, like a seasoned hunter. He drew his rifle with imperceptible movement, slowly pulling the trigger, still chewing, as if the very edge of life and death had become a matter of course. Finally, Wen Shuang moved. He quickly raised his hand, and the prop made a "pop" sound. His eyes rolled back, as if he had witnessed someone fall.
Wen Shuang loaded the gun, turned around and continued to pick at the air, then stuffed food into his mouth.
A ray of sunlight shone on his eyebrows. The young man's expression was as indifferent as ever. He was completely bored, and he expressed this clearly.
"Fuck..." the young man wearing sunglasses beside Lin Shen exclaimed, "This wave is good."
After the performance, Wen Shuang's expression returned to normal, and she was still the lively and cheerful little quail, as if her indifference and world-weariness just now was just an illusion of everyone.
Wen Shuang didn’t know whether the director was satisfied, but he tried his best.
Wen Shuang went to the bathroom. Since he had nothing to do in the afternoon, he planned to ask Xuan Zhe if he needed him to go over and accompany him on duty.
"Hello." The suddenly enlarged face scared him. Although he was very handsome, Wen Shuang couldn't help but step back. The other party was a little surprised when he saw this. He reached out and pulled Wen Shuang to help him steady his body, and then let go in time. Although he looked unreliable, his behavior revealed just the right sense of distance.
Wen Shuang had a good memory and recognized him based on his attire as the person who had just sat next to Director Lin Shen.
"Tan Li." The other person extended his hand and introduced himself. "This time, I'm the male lead. I just watched your audition and was very impressed."
"Hello, Wen Shuang."
Tan Li was a very outgoing person. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He must have exercised a lot. He first complained to Wen Shuang about how everyone who was auditioning today seemed to be joking. Then the topic turned to Wen Shuang. Tan Li smiled, but it was difficult to detect any real emotion in his face. "Director Lin Shen and I both think you're pretty good, if nothing unexpected happens." He shrugged, giving a clear hint.
Wen Shuang had nothing to say but nodded: "Thank you."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Tan Li put down his sunglasses and waved his hand casually.
Wen Shuang got into the nanny car and began to search for information about Tan Li. He looked unfamiliar, but if he was a newcomer, how could he have won the leading role in Lin Shen's work in one fell swoop? Could he be another one of them with connections? But the result surprised Wen Shuang. It had been two years since Tan Li last filmed a movie. Two years was enough for the entertainment industry, which is changing very quickly, to forget his name. The director he had worked with before was also Lin Shen. Tan Li's explosive power and acting skills were highly praised by several film critics in the industry. Later, he seemed to have gone abroad to study, and then gradually disappeared.
Turns out he’s a master, Wen Shuang thought.
That night, Wen Shuang received a notice from Zhu Lian that Tan Li had not fooled him and Lin Shen had confirmed that he would play the third male lead.
"There's only one scene with me, and that scene is with a little boy, eight years old!" Wen Shuang knelt on the sofa, made the number eight gesture to Xuan Zhe beside her, and said in a resounding voice: "There will be absolutely no possibility of hyping up our CP this time. I'll be off after we finish filming."
Xuanzhe honestly expressed his thoughts: "Why do I feel something is wrong?"
"On the contrary!" Wen Shuang grabbed the apple on the table and took a big bite. "Nothing will happen again this time."
It's useless if something goes wrong. Xuanzhe originally wanted to say this, but he felt it was too hot to say and he really couldn't be magnanimous.
"My mother has been accompanying grandpa recently." Xuanzhe held Wen Shuang in his arms. "She called this afternoon and asked us to go over this Saturday."
"No problem." Wen Shuang replied, "Filming starts on Thursday, and I don't have any scenes on Saturday, so I'll ask the director for leave."
Lin Shen was more famous than Zhang Dong, had plenty of money, and the conditions on the crew were better. Wen Shuang no longer had to be excluded like she had been the first time, because Tan Li frequently came to play with him, even when he had a break to get a sip of water, he would complain to Wen Shuang: "This damn hot weather is killing me."
Wen Shuang didn't dislike this man. They had a similar magnetic field, and she would occasionally hand him two bottles of cold drinks, "Cool off."
There was a scene that needed to be shot in the studio, and Lin Shen asked everyone to go in. It was really hot, and even though Tan Li had good endurance, he couldn't bear it. So after a chase scene, he took off his shirt and stood next to Wen Shuang with his bare chest. Tan Li had a good figure, but Wen Shuang looked away after just one glance, thinking that he was not as good as my boyfriend. But he accidentally noticed something printed on Tan Li's arm, which was pink and tender, and looked like a banana at first glance.
"This is..." Wen Shuang looked closely.
Tan Li knew what he was talking about and stretched out his arms proudly, "My favorite."
Wen Shuang: "...Patrick Star"
"Yeah." Tan Li nodded: "Cute, right?"
"Cute." Wen Shuang's heart moved, "I know someone who likes to wear underwear with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it."
"Is this true?" Tan Li said in shock. "My friends all call me an idiot because of this tattoo. I never expected there would be such like-minded people, both men and women."
"A man."
"Ah," Tan Li said, a little disappointed, "Boys can only be brothers. I thought it was girls. After all, most girls like SpongeBob SquarePants."
Wen Shuang thought to himself, you haven't seen that person yet. If you see him, he will probably run away faster than a rabbit.
Wen Shuang didn't have many scenes, but because she started out a little off, she was still scolded several times by Lin Shen. The heat in the studio was intense, and everyone was furious. Someone complained, "Is this going to stop? I've already done three NGs."
Wen Shuang was a little embarrassed and was about to apologize when she heard Tan Li say indifferently: "Did we rush you to do more than ten NGs before?"
Tan Li is not famous now, but he has the capital to be famous. It is said that his family is quite well-off, and Lin Shen is willing to sell everything he has to support him. He has a green channel in the crew, and the second male lead dares not say a word when he opens his mouth.
Wen Shuang smiled at Tan Li, and Tan Li winked at him in a friendly manner.
"Don't be impatient." After Wen Shuang came down, Tan Li counseled gently, "Your understanding of the character is actually very accurate, but it's a little out of touch with reality. You have to understand that no matter how cold this killer is, he is still a human being. Will there be some moments of humanity in his character?"
Wen Shuang's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that.
"Smart." Tan Li was quite satisfied seeing this.
The filming went much more smoothly this time. Lin Shen's face finally looked better. When Wen Shuang came down, he even said a few kind words to her, "I didn't mean to scold you. Just keep acting like this. You'll definitely be a big star when the show airs."
Wen Shuang agreed to all of them: "Thank you for your good words."
Lin Shen was satisfied with Wen Shuang's subsequent filming. Logically, he should have stayed in the crew even if he had no scenes, but this kid was really likable, so when Wen Shuang asked for leave, Lin Shen thought about it and agreed.
It was exactly five o'clock in the afternoon when Wen Shuang came out of the crew. His face was flushed with heat. After getting in the nanny car, he turned on the air conditioner and went directly to a famous luxury store.
Before getting off the car, Wen Shuang put on sunglasses and a hat. After entering the store, she spent an hour choosing and finally decided on a dark green silk scarf, which made her look very white. Don’t be fooled by its light appearance, as it directly cost her most of her long-term savings.
But Wen Shuang felt it was worth it, after all, it was a gift for Xuanzhe's mother. As for the gift for Xuanzhe's grandfather, the man said he had prepared it, a calligraphy and painting worth millions, which Wen Shuang could not afford for the time being.
When Wen Shuang came out of the store, she bumped into someone head-on. She took a look and immediately dodged. It was Tang Wansu.
Tang Wansu didn't recognize Wen Shuang. She walked with a proud and arrogant air. Just the temperament she exuded was far inferior to Ran Yao.
"By the way, where is the green scarf I liked last time?" Tang Wansu spoke in a light voice, distancing herself from the others and appearing superior.
Wen Shuang, who was wearing a green scarf, was startled. No way...
"I'm sorry, Ms. Tang, that scarf just..."
Sensing the gaze of someone behind him, Wen Shuang rushed out of the door. He quickly got into the nanny car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. He saw Tang Wansu's ugly face as she chased him in the rearview mirror and couldn't help laughing.
He didn't want to conflict with Tang Wansu, nor did he want to give the scarf to her. Wen Shuang thought Ran Yao would look stunning wearing it.
Wen Shuang returned to the company first. Zhu Lian needed a car tomorrow, and Xuan Zhe was already waiting at the door. Seeing that the blush on the young man's face had not yet faded and there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, he felt uncomfortable.
"What are you holding that's so precious?" Xuan Zhe glanced at the beautifully packaged box in Wen Shuang's arms and took out a wet wipe to wipe him.
"The gift for your aunt is for your grandpa next time. I have no money." Wen Shuang licked her lips.
Xuanzhe glanced at the logo above and knew that the price was indeed embarrassing for the little quail. However, Wen Shuang looked happy and didn't feel the slightest bit of pain. He immediately felt relieved: "My mother will definitely like it."
"Isn't it?" Wen Shuang said proudly, "I'm telling you, this color really suits Auntie!"
The two of them stood downstairs of the company and chatted as if no one was around. All the employees around them had "lingering" looks in their eyes. This was the good thing about Quan Yi. Even if he saw the boss's privacy, he would only keep it to himself and never talk nonsense.
"Boss Xuan..." Cao Nanyu poked his head out of the driver's seat and said weakly, "Let's talk about it back home." He thought to himself, "Many buildings on the company forum have been built and then collapsed. For the sake of allowing everyone in the company to focus on work, you should tone it down a bit!"
"Yes, yes, get in the car." Wen Shuang was embarrassed and quickly pulled Xuan Zhe in.
Wen Shuang got up early on Saturday morning. She had originally planned to wear a suit, but Xuanzhe said it made her look too mature, so she changed into light blue casual clothes. It was already 10:30 in the morning when she drove to Ran's house. Ran Yao was waiting at the door in a light yellow long dress. Time had made her more charming. Wen Shuang looked at her from afar and felt that she was worthy of being Xuanzhe's mother, with the same dazzling brilliance.
Unlike Xuan Zhong's snobbery, Ran Yao likes Wen Shuang very much. The child is fair and handsome, as if he came out of a painting. He is polite and sensible. What's more important is that her son is very happy with him. No one knows a child better than his mother. Ever since Xuan Zhe fell in love with Wen Shuang, that joy comes from the inside out, and he is no longer cold.
"Hello, Auntie." Wen Shuang came out of the car.
"Okay, okay." Ran Yao affectionately took Wen Shuang's arm, and then saw the young man hand her an exquisite small gift box.
"A gift for you."
"Thank you!" Ran Yao took it happily. Woo woo woo, so cute!
The door behind him opened, and Ran's father, dressed in a white Tai Chi suit, looked completely different from the majestic old man at the Xuan family that day. He smiled kindly and said, "Dinner is ready, come in."
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