Chapter 237 Jinjiang (1)
Zhang Wubing originally thought that Nantian would not agree to film a new episode, after all, Nantian showed such deep feelings for Nanming Mountain.
Not only Nantian's own work team, but now he has adjusted all his business cooperation and has shown a trend of gradually withdrawing from the circle. Therefore, everyone who has contact with Nantian's work team has guessed that Nantian might withdraw from the circle.
Most people don’t know why Nantian made such a decision. After all, his career is now in a period of rapid growth. If nothing unexpected happens, with Nantian’s strength and character, plus the popularity brought by this program, Nantian is a real next-generation first-line star with a bright future.
They felt regretful and thought that Nantian might be ill.
But Zhang Wubing and other members of the program team who had experienced Nanming Mountain together knew very well that it was because of Nantian’s grandma.
The shadow of Nantian's life came from Nancun, and now, he will spend the rest of his life to transform the past shadows and the sins of Nanming Mountain into clusters of wild flowers blooming on the hillside, full of vitality.
Whenever Zhang Wubing thought of Nantian, he started to have a headache about finding a replacement guest. After all, every choice meant balancing all factors and he might offend people if he wasn't careful.
Although Zhang's mother had given him protection, with the support of the Zhang family, as the third generation of a wealthy family, he did not have to be afraid of anything.
However, Zhang Wubing felt that since he was already an adult and wanted to be independent, he should not go home to his parents for everything. He should be a reliable person like the official leaders or the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple.
Although Zhang Wubing started filming variety shows in the beginning just to fulfill his dream of becoming a director, the people he met along the way have subtly changed him. Their good qualities have influenced him and made him want to be as good as those people.
But on the other hand, when Zhang Wubing asked Nantian, he was already prepared to be rejected, and he even prepared a draft of words to bless Nantian in his mind.
After all, it was Grandma Nan's unfinished business, and Nantian had such a deep attachment to Grandma Nan. He was the only one in the entire Nan Village who survived because he was sent out of the mountain by Grandma Nan.
No matter from which angle you look at it, there is no questioning Nantian’s position.
But what Zhang Wubing didn't expect was that Nantian actually agreed so readily.
"This show is a turning point in my life. It has witnessed too many important moments for me. Director Zhang and Brother Yan are also my benefactors. Of course I will not leave."
Nantian's voice was cheerful and open-minded, "I have met so many people on the show, and we are close friends for life. How can I refuse the opportunity to travel with my friends?"
Even worried that Zhang Wubing would think too much, Nantian comforted Zhang Wubing and said, "Director Zhang, don't take it to heart. Many of my business collaborations cover a few years later. Even if I want to retire, I have to do it step by step. It takes some time, so it's completely fine to continue filming the show. I have to stay not because of you."
Zhang Wubing and Nantian talked for a long time, from the history of Nanming Mountain to their master, and then to the inheritance of festivals and fabrics. They talked from day to night, until someone came to look for Nantian, and they hung up the phone.
But Zhang Wubing sat there for a long time, holding the black screen phone in his hand.
When the director team found him, they saw that the director, who always had a carefree smile in the past, actually had a melancholy look on his face, as if he had matured overnight.
Assistant Director: “?”
"director."
The assistant director pondered and said, "Could it be that the Zhang family went bankrupt?"
"Ah?" Zhang Wubing looked at it blankly.
"Why do you have such an idea? Even if my variety show fails, the Zhang family will not go bankrupt."
Zhang Wubing sighed, "Now I know how strong those CEO assistants I saw in the past were. Are they iron men? They can actually handle so many tasks in an orderly manner."
The assistant director looked at Zhang Wubing strangely, not understanding the mentality of the third-generation rich.
If he had Zhang Wubing's family background, he would never go out to work even if his parents beat him to death. How comfortable would it be to lie in bed, sleep and watch movies?
Only they, the director, could just lie down but insisted on struggling hard.
In fact, Zhang Wubing himself knew that he was feeling more lonely and sad than ever before.
After talking with Nantian, Zhang Wubing felt that Nancun had clearly passed down the fabric with power that was not inferior to that of talismans, but had not left behind other things worth inheriting, and instead passed down the dregs of using corpses for sacrifice.
But he felt that it shouldn't be like this.
There must be other beautiful things left behind.
Thinking of this, Zhang Wubing said to the assistant director: "I remember that among our alternative plans, there are still a few cultural heritages?"
The assistant director nodded: "Yes, but haven't we already made the selection? We have sent it to Haiyun Temple for calculation. Everything is going well and there will be no problem. Director, don't worry..."
"Change it."
Zhang Wubing suddenly spoke up, interrupting the assistant director's words in a decisive tone.
The assistant director blinked, and it took him several beats to realize what Zhang Wubing had said.
“…Ah? Why do you want to change it again?” The assistant director was at a loss.
Zhang Wubing's eyes were full of determination: "We have always taken the promotion of tourism as our starting point, but if you think about it carefully, with the current subscription volume of our program, we can do too many things, such as promoting heritage and craftsmanship that are about to be lost."
"Like Nantian, he knew the meaning of those fabrics because of Grandma Nan, but what about the others? They have all forgotten it."
Zhang Wubing looked at the assistant director and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I remember that there are several alternative plans that all have inherited craftsmen. We can choose from them. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference which one we choose. This is not a collaboration with the official."
"In that case, why not choose the one that kills two birds with one stone? We win three times."
Zhang Wubing gestured in front of his chest, meaning that the normal filming of the program will not be affected, local tourism will also be promoted as usual, and the heritage that is about to be lost can also be promoted.
The assistant director was still hesitant because the shooting location had already been finalized and reported, and the staff had been asked to do the preliminary preparations. If he wanted to change it now, all the preparations would have to be done again.
But although Zhang Wubing is usually unreliable, once he encounters something he is determined to stick to, he will become eloquent and talkative.
——This was an eloquence that even Zhang’s father could not resist.
The assistant director and other members of the director team felt that what Zhang Wubing said made sense the more they listened. They even felt a little guilty, wondering if they were too cold-blooded and had been worn down by years of work and had forgotten their former softness and passion.
It is obvious that helping to promote cultural heritage is just a convenient thing for their program, so why can't they do it?
The assistant director was ultimately unable to withstand Zhang Wubing's eloquence, and was completely defeated and agreed immediately.
Zhang Wubing then breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and happily called Yan Shixun, eager to tell him the good news.
However, a staff member of the director's team looked at Zhang Wubing's back and was a little worried: "Will something go wrong in the place Director Zhang chose this time?"
"Pfft! What a crow's mouth."
The assistant director looked at the man unhappily, but he was also unsure, so he tried his best to comfort himself, saying, "It will definitely be okay this time. Think about it, Director Zhang originally chose another place, so even if something went wrong, it should be there. Now that we've changed the location, it will definitely be safer."
“That’s right.”
Although the staff member agreed verbally, he was still a little worried when he saw Zhang Wubing gesticulating with joy.
However, when the new filming location was sent to the guests, the retired singer was extremely surprised after seeing the name of the place.
Song Ci, who was with him, immediately stretched his head to look over: "What's wrong, Xie Lin, you don't like the shooting location this time?"
Hearing someone calling the God of Songs by his name, the employees of the nearby Song Company all looked over here, wondering angrily which guy was so ignorant of the world, and whether he really thought that the God of Songs would have no fans after retiring. How could he be so rude.
But when they saw clearly that the person sitting opposite the God of Song was the young master of the Song family, their anger immediately subsided.
Employee: "Ah... it's the young master, just call him that, it's totally normal."
"The young master always calls Mr. Song by his first name. Except for Mr. Yan Shixun, I have never seen anyone who has not been called by his full name. No one can do anything about it."
"When I first joined the show, the young master called Mr. Yan by his first name, but he changed his way of addressing him later."
"The main thing is that the young master really helped the God of Song a lot. Without him, I don't know if the God of Song can survive. Alas."
"Little Master is his benefactor and mentor. The God of Songs himself admitted it. He even called him 'Little Master' in an interview. We fans have nothing to say."
Song Ci keenly heard the muttering not far away, but he didn't take it to heart. He just rolled his eyes: "Every time you come to the company, you can cause such a big scene. Are you really not considering making a comeback?"
"After all, you're the only one who retired from the industry at its peak."
After saying this, Song Ci thought about it and changed his words: "No, now there is also Nantian. You two are simply the same in stupidity."
When Xie Lin heard Song Ci's words, he shook his head helplessly and smiled, not taking it to heart.
He was staring intently at the message sent by the director team on his phone, his back was straight, and his slender body was sitting on the sofa with an elegant and perfect demeanor, like a painting.
Although Xie Lin is over 40 years old, he has never relaxed in his self-management for many years. Even after retiring for many years, he still maintains the best condition that a top superstar should have. His body is tight and well-proportioned without a trace of fat, and his face is still as handsome as before.
Xie Lin became famous at a young age, but retired at the peak of his career when he was only in his early twenties.
Although he was in the music industry for only a few years, he ushered in a golden era. No matter who talks about the music industry or even the era back then, they cannot avoid the name Xie Lin.
Now he has returned at the invitation that Song Ci could not refuse, but he is still the same as he was back then, without any changes, making people suddenly feel that all these years were in vain.
Time has never defeated beauty.
However, these years of seclusion have made Xie Lin more calm and gentle, which is the calmness after going through many things.
When he lowered his eyes and smiled, although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he had an indescribable charm that was even more pronounced than when he was young, like the aroma of fine wine that needed to be savored carefully.
Song Ci looked at Xie Lin steadily, then pouted unhappily, propped up his cheek with one hand and said, "There are limited places for Zhang Dabing. Every time one comes out, everyone is scrambling for it. Even if the Song family is among them, it is not easy to grab it."
"Fortunately, I was careful and found out that Mrs. Zhang was a fan of yours when she was young, so I mentioned it to her when she came to see me."
The young master lazily sat on the sofa. Although his back was always straight, he didn't sit properly, which was in stark contrast to Xie Lin, who had excellent manners.
When in Nanming Mountain, Song Ci's vitality was sucked away by his master. Even though he has recovered from his illness now, he is still much thinner than before. His already thin figure has become even thinner, as if it would fall apart at the slightest breeze.
When he curled up on the sofa, his whole body seemed to be wrapped up, making him look even smaller, which made people worry about his health.
However, Xie Lin knew that within Song Ci's seemingly frail body, there lay hidden enormous and tenacious strength.
After he retired from the entertainment industry, he was in a daze for a long time, fell into a state of severe depression, and even attempted suicide several times.
Although he was discovered and rescued in time by his assistant and agent, his mental state has been poor.
Many times, without even realizing it, he had walked to the Bund in Binhai City, looking at the water below. He seemed to think that a girl's sweet smiling face was emerging from under the river, calling him to jump in.
Even when driving across the bridge across the river, he would have the urge to break through the railings and rush out.
When Xie Lin was confused and didn't know why he should continue living, it was Song Ci who pulled him aside.
That year, Song Ci was just a little boy, carrying a neat schoolbag, wearing a beautiful British-style school uniform of a high-end private school, and his little leather shoes were polished to a shine.
This rich kid who seemed extremely spoiled to everyone rushed over and pulled Xie Lin down when Xie Lin stepped one leg out of the bridge.
In full view of everyone, Song Ci swung his arm and slapped Xie Lin in the face.
A loud "bang" awakened Xie Lin's wandering mind.
"I remember you. You are Xie Lin, the cash cow that my brother, that idiot, failed to keep."
The young boy sneered, looking down at Xie Lin, his voice cold: "I heard that you retired because you had things to do. What about now? You want to give up halfway before you finish your work? Coward!"
"If my brother is missing, I will search every inch of land, even if my ten fingers are worn out, I will not stop until I find him. Even if I die, I will die for completing my goal, only then will it be worthwhile. I will never admit defeat."
Little Song Ci looked at Xie Lin with contempt and said, "Not like you, who gave up before finding your sister."
Xie Lin, who was already in a state of collapse at the time, was hit hard. He wanted to vent all his sadness and pressure. He screamed and yelled at Xiao Song Ci with a hysterical look, and there was no trace of the original high-spirited spirit of the God of Songs anymore.
But Xie Lin didn't expect that what little Song Ci was best at was swearing.
Whatever Xie Lin said, Xiao Songci would calmly refute him, full of confidence, looking at the people around him with contempt as if to say, everything he said was right, and if you thought he was wrong, then it was your fault.
Xie Lin was speechless and began to doubt his life.
However, Xiao Songci did not leave Xie Lin there after scolding him. Instead, he called his brother and scolded him harshly, leaving his brother confused but nodding in agreement.
The Song Company quickly dug out Xie Lin’s former team members, sent them to the scene, and brought both of them to the company.
With Xiao Songci's persistence and support, Xie Lin received help from the company.
Medical care, daily life, manpower help... Xiao Songci stared at his brother eagerly and arranged all the necessary matters for Xie Lin so that he could recuperate and recover with peace of mind.
A huge cash cow, even if just a little news or a few reports are released, the company can make a fortune. Even if a few new people are promoted on this basis, it is a very easy thing.
After all, Xie Lin is famous, and he is the regret of all young people.
Even the most clumsy imitator can get the title of "Little God of Singing" or "Little Xie Lin" and successfully debut and attract fans.
What’s more, it’s the old employer, the Song family.
However, the Song family did nothing.
The Song family treated Xie Lin like an employee, paying him salary regularly every month and making doctor appointments for him. Brother Song Ci would also come and chat with Xie Lin whenever he was free.
But Xie Lin was never required to do anything extra, and even his current situation was kept strictly secret and not a word was revealed to anyone else.
It was not until this year that Xie Lin finally came out of the shadow of the past. When he saw Song Ci also participated in a variety show and even got injured because of this variety show, he decided to make a formal comeback.
However, he didn't expect that his first job after his comeback would be to participate in the same program with Song Ci.
"If Zhang Dabing didn't agree, I was going to let you take my place for one term. It's okay, he still has some sense and is not hopelessly stupid."
Song Ci curled his lips: "Anyone with eyes knows how high your commercial value is. If he rejects you, he is really blind. He can donate his eyes."
Xie Lin looked at Song Ci in surprise, then smiled gently and said, "Young Master has a very good relationship with Director Zhang."
Song Ci was horrified: "Are you presbyopic? Who would be close to a fool? At most, I'm jealous that he has Brother Yan and I want to snatch him away."
Speaking of Yan Shixun, Song Ci suddenly looked at Xie Lin with caution: "My original idea was not to give you my position directly, but just lend it to you for one episode for your comeback. Don't get me wrong. After all, I still want to travel with Brother Yan. Apart from this show, I can't find Brother Yan."
It was rare for Xie Lin to see Song Ci being so respectful to someone. He didn't even call the person by his name, and his words were full of intimacy and admiration for that person.
He thought about the members of the program team and locked onto Yan Shixun.
For a moment, Xie Lin, who thought he had become indifferent to the entertainment industry, couldn't help but become curious about Yan Shixun.
What kind of person could make the spoiled and arrogant young master of the Song family treat him with such an attitude?
Xie Lin was rarely looking forward to the filming of the program, as he wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of person Yan Shixun was.
but……
Xie Lin looked at the place names on his phone with a dazed expression.
White Paper Lake.
It's been a long, long time since I thought of this place...
On the social media platform, the production team had already responded in the comments section about the location of the next filming, but viewers of the show were surprised to find that when the show officially announced it, it was another place.
"White Paper Lake? I don't think this is the place I mentioned before. Am I mistaken?"
"The place names mentioned at that time had a prerequisite, 'no accidents'. Now it seems that there was an accident."
The staff member in charge of operating the official account of the program group also showed up aggrievedly and said weakly: "Well, Director Zhang has his own ideas..."
The audience was amused by the operators. Besides, there was no official announcement before, so it was normal to change the venue when something was found wrong.
——Especially the one that changes location, this show is “experienced” in encountering unexpected things.
The audience actually didn't feel surprised at all. Instead, they felt relieved by the change of venue. They had a mentality of "Ah... wouldn't it be great if the problem could be discovered and replaced in advance?"
As a result, the comment section did not discuss this matter, but instead everyone was teasing the operations staff and making harmless jokes.
However, when the program team released the list of people involved in the filming and @ed the guests' social accounts one by one, many viewers were stunned.
They actually saw that Xie Lin, the singing god who had long retired, was also on the guest list.
Suddenly, many people went crazy.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!! Xie Lin, it’s Xie Lin! My idol for the past ten years!!!”
"Fuck! What kind of dream collaboration is this? Did the production team actually invite Xie Lin? Amazing!"
"In my life, I think there are only two people who sing well, one is Xie Lin, and the other is me."
"Wow, I'm so upset, he's back!!!"
"When you were deified, I was still young. When I grew up, you had already retired. Sigh..."
"Wake up! Your regrets can be made up now! Xie Lin, Xie Lin is back!!!"
Xie Lin also posted a message on his social account to thank the program team for inviting him.
Also sending congratulations was Song Entertainment Company. Even the young master, who usually ignored the ups and downs on social platforms, gave Xie Lin a rare like on his post.
Song Ci also left a message: "If you have any problems, go find Brother Yan. If you are unhappy, beat up Zhang Dabing to vent your anger."
Zhang Wubing, who was shot for no apparent reason, said: "???"
Xie Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
When the news of "the God of Songs' comeback" was everywhere, many people also noticed the filming location of this show.
"White Paper Lake? Wow, I know that place. It used to be very famous!"
"Yes, yes! My father is a carpenter. He once told me with great regret that the dream of all carpenters is to reach the heights of Baizhi Lake. The craftsmen there are truly gods."
"Alas, that was only in the past. Later, I don't know why, but it suddenly fell into decline."
"Where do you think the word 'white paper' in Baizhi Lake came from? Because all the craftsmen there died, and paper money was scattered all over the lake, so it got the name Baizhi Lake."
"Oh my god, I've only heard that the handicrafts there are famous both at home and abroad, but I didn't expect it to decline because of this. How horrible..."
"It's great that the show is going to Baizhi Lake this time! The scenery there is really beautiful. When I went there before, I was sad that no one came to such a good place. With the promotion of the show, Baizhi Lake will definitely be revitalized!"
"Baizhi Lake... is it in the southwest? It seems that Xie Lin's hometown is also in the southwest. Is this why he agreed to record the show?"
"Wuwu, I don't care. As long as the God of Song can come back, I will die without regrets."
After seeing the heated discussions in the comment section, the operation staff was so happy that they ate an extra bowl of rice. They felt that Director Zhang’s decision this time was really great and that this episode would definitely reach a higher level.
Because of Xie Lin's presence, this program received special attention.
Before the filming of this episode started, all kinds of news about the program had already spread across the entire social platform. On the real-time popularity list, there were more than a dozen tags related to the program and Xie Lin.
Those fans who were upset back then, as well as those who were attracted by Xie Lin’s legend later, were all excited about Xie Lin’s comeback, rubbing their hands and looking forward to the broadcast of the show.
On the video platform, although the show has not yet started, Xie Lin’s split screen has quickly broken through tens of millions of subscribers.
Zhang Wubing was stunned and couldn't help but give Song Ci a thumbs up with trembling hands.
The young master raised his head proudly and said complacently: "I told you it's not the case. You will definitely not lose out by inviting Xie Lin, Zhang the Fool."
Zhang Wubing: "?? I've already invited Xie Lin, why are you still calling me a fool!"
The young master rolled his eyes elegantly: "Alright, I got it, I won't call you Zhang Idiot next time."
"!!!"
Zhang Wubing was so angry that he turned into a puffer fish.
Yan Shixun, who heard Xie Lin's name, turned his head and asked Lu Xingxing in a low voice, "Who is Xie Lin?"
Lu Xingxing instantly opened her eyes wide in horror: "Ah?!"
"Brother Yan, you don't know Xie Lin?"
Lu Xingxing acted as if he had seen a primitive man in the iron jungle. He confirmed with Yan Shixun several times. When he found out that Yan Shixun really didn't know Xie Lin and was not joking with him, he swallowed and trembled for a long time, unable to speak.
"Brother Yan, you..."
Lu Xingxing looked at Yan Shixun, hesitating to speak, and repeated it several times before asking with a complicated expression: "How long have you been in the deep mountains and old forests?"
Yan Shixun didn't think there was anything wrong with not knowing Xie Lin.
When Xie Lin retired from the entertainment industry, he was still a child. Living with his parents, he was extremely depressed every day. The only thing he thought about was how to survive and how to have enough food to eat.
After he met Li Chengyun, he immersed himself in a large number of classics and historical books every day. Just memorizing the books on the bookshelves in the study and the talismans one by one had used up all his energy and time.
How can I possibly pay attention to the God of Songs or something like that?
Yan Shixun looked composed, sitting leisurely in the guest car, his back as straight as a pine tree, looking very pleasing to the eye.
Ye Li, who was standing next to him, looked at Yan Shixun and smiled and said, "Well, it's normal not to know him. I don't know him either."
Lu Xingxing: “…………”
Okay, after Master and Aunt said this, I didn’t dare to say anything anymore.
After Taoist Song Yi heard about Lu Xingxing's heroic performance in Nanming Mountain, he looked at him differently, which aroused Taoist Song Yi's strong desire to train Lu Xingxing.
Therefore, Lu Xingxing had to tell Taoist Song Yi everything that happened in the Southern Folk Museum in detail.
However, Master Song Yi was much more experienced and knowledgeable than Lu Xingxing. When he heard Lu Xingxing talking about the peculiarities of Ye Li, he pondered for a long time and felt that Ye Li was probably a sect ancestor who lived in seclusion in the mountains, and was a rare person who could communicate with the gods he worshipped, and still had some divine power left.
Taoist Master Song Yi even said that if the Great Dao had not collapsed, that person could have become a god.
After hearing Taoist Song Yi's guess, Lu Xingxing almost broke down in tears.
He never imagined that his aunt's background was so terrifying!
Therefore, Lu Xingxing, who was already afraid of Ye Li, did not dare to resist at all when facing Ye Li again.
However, as an independent musician, Lu Xingxing is the kind of person who truly loves music and is dedicated to making music, so it is natural that he cannot not know Xie Lin.
Like all his fans, he regards Xie Lin as his idol and recognizes Xie Lin's achievements in music from the bottom of his heart.
Lu Xingxing wanted to speak up for Xie Lin, but after hesitating for a long time, he just stood aside.
He sighed, his brows and eyes were full of vicissitudes: "Since Xie was born, why was there a road? Since Yan was born, why was there a star!"
When it comes to music, even if he has talent, he cannot compare to Xie Lin, who created a genre.
In terms of Taoism, he is just a complete rookie in front of Yan Shixun. How can a mortal compare to someone who is filled with evil spirits?
Thinking about it this way, he was actually neither good at anything. He had been busy for so many years, but he didn't do well in either aspect.
It's over, he seems like a waste QAQ...
Lu Xingxing hung her head dejectedly, feeling like crying.
Before meeting Yan Shixun and Xie Lin, Lu Xingxing, who had always relied on his talent to get ahead and was scolded by others as “It’s just talent, what’s so great about that?”, finally felt the crushing of his talent and understood the mentality of those who once scolded him.
No, Yan Shixun and Xie Lin are even more terrifying.
——What I fear most is that people are not only talented, but also hardworking and willing to endure hardships.
But the ultimate horror in the world is seeing Yan Shixun and Xie Lin appear in the same frame.
This is equivalent to an all-round attack on his talents.
Lu Xingxing: Autistic.
Yan Shixun noticed Lu Xingxing's dark and depressed aura. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but become more curious about Xie Lin.
Today is the day when the program crew sets out for the recording location.
All the guests, including Yan Shixun, have arrived. They sat in the car and talked excitedly with each other, talking about their experiences during the period of recuperation and not seeing each other. The car was filled with caring voices and laughter. It was so lively that it didn't feel like a filming of a show, but more like old friends meeting each other and chatting about their lives.
The expression on everyone's face was extremely natural, even their smiles were relaxed.
"After all, we are friends who have lived together for a lifetime. We have long since gone beyond the realm of ordinary friends."
The variety show star laughed loudly, patted Nan Tian's back with his hands, and said with great joy: "I thought you wouldn't come, and I felt a little sad. I didn't expect you to still be here. This is really a pleasant surprise."
Nantian was almost knocked to the ground by the variety show host and could only hold on to the chair next to him to support his body.
He protested weakly: "Brother, I'm going to fall down."
"Ahahaha sorry sorry, I didn't notice in the excitement."
The variety show star said with emotion: "Although Master did a lot of wrong things, I still agree with what he said. Life is too hard and we always have to face separation."
"Even though I'm this age, I always cry when I have to say goodbye to my friends."
The variety show star pointed at Nan Tian and said, "If you really leave, I will probably cry my eyes out at home."
Hearing the variety show star's words, everyone nearby leaned over in surprise and asked, "Is this true? I thought you were the kind of person who was very strong and would be optimistic no matter what happened."
"I didn't expect that. Brother, you look very mature. Would you cry over something like this?"
The variety show star waved his hand and said, "Of course! I am a sentimental person. If we are just working together, I will move on to the next job after the work is over. Otherwise, we will be lifelong friends and I will go through fire and water for you."
"When my friends came to visit me, I didn't dare to see them off. Even when I saw the back of their car leaving, I would secretly wipe away my tears and it would take me several days to recover."
Although what they talked about were things that were inconsistent with their image, the variety show star was very open about it.
——Anyway, he's not crying now, and no one can see it. As long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, it's totally fine.
An Nanyuan glanced at the variety show host in amazement and said sincerely, "I really didn't see that."
The variety show star laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy!"
Amidst the laughter, Bai Shuang and Lu Xingxing kept looking out of the car window, even their heads moved in unison, unable to conceal the excitement on their faces.
An Nanyuan took a few glances and suddenly realized: "Oh, Bai Shuang, you are also a singer, and Xie Lin is also your idol, right?"
"Isn't that a sure thing?"
Bai Shuang agreed immediately: "Senior Xie is the beacon of my career. I am striving for him as my goal!"
"But why hasn't Senior Xie come yet?" Bai Shuang was a little anxious.
Lu Xingxing looked around the car and said curiously, "Song Ci is not here either? Oh, yes, they probably all started from the Song Corporation."
Yan Shixun raised his eyelashes and looked out of the car window following the guests' gaze.
The sun is shining.
Although it is winter and the sun is no longer as warm, it still shines brightly.
Yan Shixun narrowed his eyes, and used the current time to tell fortunes. He pinched his slender fingers and said, "It's already here."
When the guests heard Yan Shixun's words and were about to ask, they saw a car speeding and almost drifting from a corner not far away.
Song Ci's roaring voice was still floating in the air: "Drive faster! I'm almost late!"
"Xie Lin!!! Couldn't you come to the company earlier? It's all your fault!"
Everyone: Ah... Young Master, it's okay if you go slower. We won't say anything anyway.
But it is obvious that the young master has his own principles.
The car did a tailspin and stopped steadily next to the program crew's convoy.
The young master came out with a gloomy face.
The door on the other side opened, and Xie Lin stood up and got out of the car with perfect posture, appearing in everyone's sight with a smile.
He has an upright posture, a noble and calm temperament, and the smile on his lips makes him look like mellow wine. Everyone will like him.
But when Xie Lin appeared, Yan Shixun frowned instantly.
This Xie Lin...his forehead is so dark that he doesn't look like a living person at all.
Yan Shixun pondered and began to calculate, looking at Xie Lin with a look full of inquiry and vigilance.
While Xie Lin was coaxing the young master with a helpless look on his face, Yan Shixun had already calculated the hexagram and even made a horoscope based on Xie Lin's face, wanting to see what was going on with the strange feeling this man gave him.
Ye Li followed Yan Shixun's gaze, then looked away indifferently.
"This person..."
Yan Shixun frowned and murmured in a low voice.
There is cause and effect.
Very heavy.
It was as if thousands of ghosts were crying and grabbing Xie Lin's feet, trying to drag him into the hell under the ground.
Although Xie Lin was clean and without any ghostly aura, cause and effect could not deceive anyone.
This meant that even though Xie Lin was standing in the sun, the shadow under his feet was much heavier than that of Song Ci next to him. It was so dark and thick that Yan Shixun even suddenly saw a ghost dancing wildly in the shadow.
They seemed to be roaring something.
But when Yan Shixun blinked, all the illusions caused by Xie Lin's unique cold aura disappeared.
What happened to this person before?
Yan Shixun couldn't help but become curious about Xie Lin.
As if sensing Yan Shixun's gaze, Xie Lin turned around and looked towards where Yan Shixun was.
Xie Lin chuckled and nodded towards Yan Shixun as a greeting.
After greeting and shaking hands with Zhang Wubing and other members of the director team one by one, Xie Lin walked towards the guest car with his long legs, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations from the guests in the car.
Road stars and white frost
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