The director is deeply conflicted.
After reading the trending searches on Weibo tonight and listening to Du Ya scolding Lin Yun in the next room, his mood went up and down, as exciting as a roller coaster ride.
If a star is tainted with the word "poison", his life is basically ruined and there is no possibility of a comeback.
Lin Yun's personality is definitely not pleasing. Maybe he was suppressed for too long in the past. Now that he has become famous, he is proud of himself. With the huge capital backing him, he becomes a little arrogant.
His blindly arrogant character is completely different from the temperament of the cold and aloof master in "Double Dragon Palace". It was only because Du Ya packaged him to be a decent person, otherwise, if he appeared in front of fans with his impulsive and irritable character, who knows how many people's filters would be shattered.
With his current popularity, it is a bit unfair for him to shoot an advertisement for a little-known tea mountain, but the bid is high. It is not a big brand but it is better than a big brand. Since he has signed the contract, he must complete the task diligently, right?
But as soon as he arrived in the village, he complained about this and that and refused to stay in the B&B. He insisted on going to the hotel in town, which made things difficult for everyone.
After all the fuss, in the end you still have to stay in a B&B?
After all, he was young, arrogant, and couldn't stand the excitement. He acted recklessly and ruined his own future. This is simply unique in the entertainment industry.
The tea merchant’s official Weibo account issued a statement, announcing that it would end its cooperation with Lin Yun. As a director, he felt both embarrassed and awkward.
Should we shoot tomorrow's commercial or not?
Who should we use as actors for filming?
If the filming is not done, all the preliminary work done by him and the crew will be wasted. Who will be responsible for this loss?
Du Ya's scolding continued next door. The director took a deep puff of cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Director Dou, listen, are there sirens?" the stage manager who was smoking next to him asked in confusion.
"Hmm?" The director was startled and listened attentively. "It seems... it's true?"
"Why is the police car coming here?" The stage manager frowned.
The director turned his head and stared at the wall.
Could it be... that someone called the police?
Soon, his doubts were answered.
The owner of the B&B brought the police to the door of Lin Yun's room and said in broken Mandarin: "Comrade police, the drug-addicted celebrity exposed online is staying here."
The director poked his head out of the next door, his mouth wide open, and he forgot to pick up the cigarette that had fallen to the ground.
After a while, Lin Yun was taken away by the police with a dejected look. Du Ya followed him with a tired look on her face. The staff in other rooms were whispering to each other, and some were taking videos with their mobile phones.
Director Dou sighed, looked at Ruan Wenya, and asked hesitantly, "Manager Ruan, what should we do now?"
Ruan Wenya wiped her face, still feeling bewildered by what had happened today. "I called my boss, and he said that the commercial can continue filming, but the actors must be replaced. As for who to replace them with, he told me to figure it out myself."
After all, she was the one who strongly recommended Lin Yun to Mr. Qi. Now that things had gone wrong, she was to blame.
"Do you have the right person?" the director asked expectantly.
Ruan Wenya smiled bitterly. "No."
The director frowned and said in embarrassment, "What should we do then? The contract you signed with our advertising production company only has a deadline of half a month."
If Manager Ruan fails to find an actor within half a month, the advertisement will be a failure.
Ruan Wenya hesitated and said, "How about... I go ask Mr. Su tomorrow?"
"Mr. Su?" The director's eyes lit up, and a sudden thought occurred to him, "Don't you think Mr. Su's appearance is more in line with the exiled immortal in the commercial script?"
Ruan Wenya looked at the director in disbelief. "You mean... to let Mr. Su star in the film?"
She thought the director was a bit fanciful.
The more the director thought about it, the more he thought this plan was brilliant. He rubbed his hands and said, "That's it! Sleep, sleep, a good night's sleep will give you energy tomorrow."
He hummed the national anthem and returned to his room leisurely.
Nguyen Van Nha: ...
Su Ling had a good sleep.
She woke up in Lin Feng's arms, feeling contented, rubbing against his chest, and refusing to get up.
"Stop messing around." Lin Feng said hoarsely.
Su Ling put her arms around his neck, leaned on him, and kissed his chin. "Good morning, husband."
"Good morning, baby." Lin Feng rubbed his hair.
Su Ling had a good sleep and felt refreshed. He got out of bed, stretched his limbs, and was full of energy.
"Hurry up, let's go fishing together today."
Last night’s trending searches on Weibo didn’t affect his mood at all. Instead of focusing on a celebrity’s gossip, he would rather think about how to sell rice fish.
Li Dahai said that in previous years, fishmongers from the town came to the village to buy rice fish, but the price was low and they could not make any money. Villagers often had no way to sell all the fish, and large numbers of them died in the fields and became fertilizer for autumn rice.
Inspired by live streaming of selling vegetables, Su Ling plans to live stream selling fish to see if there are any sales.
Lin Feng stared at his beautiful butterfly bones with deep eyes, then got out of bed, exposing his tall and strong body to the air, fully visible.
Su Ling lowered his raised arms, turned around and saw his eight-pack abs. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his eyes slid down, looking at the bulging big thing, his heart was moved.
As if seeing through his thoughts, Lin Feng picked up the nightgown on the chair and put it on, covering up the beautiful scenery and stopping Su Ling's reverie.
"...Stingy." Su Ling muttered and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
After going downstairs, Su Ling spent some time with the two little pets and added cat food and dog food to their bowls. The two little guys eagerly ate.
Lin Feng was exercising in the yard. Su Ling stood in the corridor and watched for a while, then he felt itchy and went over to him.
"Let's have some fun." He assumed a karate starting stance.
Lin Feng took a step back and waved at him. Su Ling rushed forward and the two of them started fighting back and forth.
Different from Su Ling's karate, Lin Feng learned Sanda fighting since childhood.
The Lin family is a large family with a history of hundreds of years. They have their own set of ancient Sanda techniques that can fight against single people, weapons or multiple people. Today, it has been integrated with modern Sanda techniques and is even more lethal.
Su Ling was no match for Lin Feng. When the two of them were sparring with each other, Lin Feng was obviously letting Su Ling win. Su Ling was out of breath, but he still looked calm.
Twenty minutes later, Su Ling had no advantage at all and had to give up.
"No more fighting, no more fighting, I give up." He said spinelessly as Lin Feng twisted his arms behind his back.
Lin Feng let him go and touched his shoulder. "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Lidya Su moved his arms and shook his head: "No, you didn't use any force, and I'm not a porcelain doll."
Seeing that he was really fine, Lin Feng relaxed his frown.
The two of them had been sparring for so long and were covered in sweat. Su Ling wanted to go back upstairs to take a shower before making breakfast. Just as he stepped into the house, the doorbell outside the yard rang.
Who would come to visit so early in the morning?
Director Dou stood in front of the classical courtyard gate, pushed his glasses, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
It’s incredible that such an ancient and charming garden could exist in such a poor rural area.
Mr. Su is indeed not an ordinary person, living so leisurely and comfortably.
Ruan Wenya felt uneasy after pressing the doorbell.
She didn't sleep all night last night and only dozed off in the early morning. She got up early in the morning, asked the owner of the B&B about Mr. Su's residence, and then came to visit Mr. Su with Director Dou.
Walk eastward along the newly paved cement road, cross the small bridge over the stream, walk a little further, pass through a small woods, and as if after a dark tunnel, a classical house suddenly comes into view.
Mr. Su is indeed an elegant man with good looks, good temperament, and even an extraordinary family background.
He is so rich, would he be willing to shoot a commercial?
Ruan Wenya didn't hold any hope and thought Director Dou was daydreaming.
After ringing the doorbell, she waited patiently.
After a while, the courtyard door opened from the inside, revealing Su Ling's handsome face.
Seeing Ruan Wenya and the director, Su Ling's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Manager Ruan, Director Dou, good morning." He smiled warmly and said politely, "Please come in and have a seat inside."
"I'm so sorry to bother you, Mr. Su." Ruan Wenya politely stepped over the threshold and was amazed when she saw the corridors, waterside pavilions, and fake rocks in the pond.
Director Dou's reaction was exactly the same as hers, and he praised the show endlessly after entering.
"Mr. Su is so lucky!" he said with emotion.
Such a garden with a large area, simple shape, and a well-balanced yet exquisite appearance is far superior to the villas in the city that cost tens of millions.
Living by the mountains and beside the water is such a leisurely and comfortable life that makes people envious.
Su Ling walked leisurely on the gravel path and led them to the hall of the house.
"This garden was built by my second grandfather on the foundation of the old house. I was lucky enough to inherit his legacy." Su Ling smiled and pointed to the nearby Phoenix Mountain. "The tea mountain is also part of the legacy, and there are also ten acres of land."
Director Dou couldn't help but feel envious and resentful. Why didn't he have such a wealthy grandfather? Why was the gap between people so huge?
Putting aside Su Ling's special identity as the wife of the president of Lin Group, the inheritance she inherited from her elders alone makes her a wealthy man.
In the living room, two well-fed pets were playing lively. When they noticed two strangers coming into the house, King walked over immediately, and kept circling around them with his nose raised.
Ruan Wenya was a little afraid of dogs and leaned closer to Director Dou. Su Ling noticed her discomfort and called out, "King, go play in the yard by yourself."
King seemed to understand, woofed twice, bit his beloved little ball, and went out. Lion opened his mouth wide, yawned, and followed the local dog slowly.
Ruan Wenya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After Su Ling invited the two to sit down, he went to the kitchen to make a pot of rain and dew tea, brought it to the living room, poured them each a cup, and placed it on the coffee table beside him.
Smelling the refreshing scent of tea, Director Dou couldn't help but pick up the teacup, put it under his nose, and took a deep breath, which was refreshing.
"Is this rain and dew tea?" he asked.
"Yes." Su Ling sat elegantly opposite the two of them, "After the new tea was finished this year, Boss Qi asked someone to send ten cans to me."
Ruan Wenya was slightly surprised when she heard this. Mr. Qi was very stingy with things other than business, but giving Mr. Su ten cans of tea showed his sincerity.
It seems that Mr. Qi admires Mr. Su very much.
Director Dou blew on it, took a small sip, and closed his eyes in enjoyment. After a while, he said, "The tea is good, but its reputation is average."
There are many kinds of rain and dew tea on the market, and the rain and dew tea produced on Phoenix Mountain is rare on the market. If he had not accepted the advertisement and come to the countryside this time, he would not have known that such good rain and dew tea was grown on Phoenix Mountain.
He stopped laughing and said seriously, "Mr. Su, are you interested in filming a commercial?"
Su Ling almost spit out the tea he had drunk.
"Um?"
The author has something to say: Today's article is short, so... I'll just read it first. When I wake up, I'll work hard to write during the day. 555. I feel like I'm not getting enough sleep every day. It's a vicious cycle!
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