The director was very conflicted.
After reading the hot 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.
Once a star is tainted with the word "poison", his or her life is basically ruined, with no possibility of recovery.
Lin Yun's personality is definitely not likable. Maybe he was suppressed for too long in the past. Now that he has become popular, he is very proud of himself. With 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 "Twin Dragons". Only Du Ya packaged him into a decent person, otherwise, if he appeared in front of fans with his impulsive and irritable character, I don't know 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 is better than a big brand. Since he has signed the contract, he must complete the task diligently, right?
As a result, he just arrived in the village and complained about this and that. He was determined not to stay in the B&B and insisted on going to the hotel in the town, which made things difficult for everyone.
After all the fuss, in the end, don’t you still have to stay in a B&B?
After all, he was young, arrogant, and could not stand the temptation, so he did something reckless and ruined his own future. This is quite unique in the entertainment industry.
The tea merchant’s official Weibo account announced that it would end its cooperation with Lin Yun. As a director, he felt embarrassed and awkward.
Should we shoot tomorrow's commercial or not?
Who should we use as actors?
If the film is not shot, all the previous work done by him and the crew will be wasted. Who will be responsible for this loss?
Du Ya's cursing continued next door. The director took a deep puff of smoke and exhaled.
"Director Dou, listen, are there sirens?" the production staff member who was smoking next to him asked in confusion.
"Hmm?" The director was startled and listened attentively. "It seems... 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 who was exposed online lives here."
The director poked his head out of the next door, opened his mouth wide, and forgot to pick up the cigarette that fell on 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 whispered to each other, and some even took 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 and felt that what happened today was magical. "I called my boss and he said that the commercial can continue to be filmed and the actors must be replaced. As for who to replace, I have to figure it out myself."
Who had made her recommend Lin Yun to President 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? The contract you signed with our advertising production company only has a half-month deadline."
If Manager Ruan fails to find actors within half a month, the advertisement will be a failure.
Ruan Wenya hesitated and said, "Why don't I go ask Mr. Su tomorrow?"
"Mr. Su?" The director's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea, "Don't you think Mr. Su's appearance is more in line with the exiled immortal in the script of the commercial?"
Ruan Wenya looked at the director in disbelief. "You mean... to let Mr. Su play the role?"
She thought the director was a bit too fanciful.
The director thought more and more that this plan was brilliant. He rubbed his hands and said, "It's settled! Sleep, sleep, and get enough sleep so you'll have energy tomorrow."
He hummed the national anthem and walked back to his room leisurely.
Nguyen Van Nga: …
Su Ling had a good sleep.
She woke up in Lu Feng's arms, feeling very contented. She rubbed his chest and refused to get up.
"Stop making trouble." Lu Fengsha said hoarsely.
Su Ling hugged his neck, leaned on him, and kissed his chin. "Good morning, husband."
"Good morning, baby." Lu Feng ruffled his hair.
Su Ling had a good sleep and felt refreshed. He got out of bed, stretched his limbs, and felt full of energy.
"Hurry up, let's go fishing together today."
Last night’s trending searches on Weibo did not affect his mood at all. Instead of paying attention to the gossip about a celebrity, he should think about how to sell rice fish.
Li Dahai said that in previous years, fishmongers from the town would come to the village to buy rice fish, but the price was low and they could not make any money. Villagers often had trouble selling all the fish, and large numbers of them died in the fields and became fertilizer for the autumn rice.
Inspired by live streaming of selling vegetables, Su Ling plans to sell fish live to see if he can sell them.
Lu Feng stared at his beautiful butterfly bones with deep eyes, then got out of bed, exposing his tall and strong body to the air, clearly visible.
Su Ling lowered his raised arms, turned around to see his eight-pack abs, and swallowed uncontrollably. He then slid his eyes downwards, looking at the bulging breasts, his heart agitated.
As if he could see through his thoughts, Lu Feng picked up the nightgown on the chair and put it on, blocking 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.
Lu Feng was working out in the yard. Su Ling stood in the corridor and watched for a while, then walked over with itchy hands.
"Let's have some fun." He struck a karate stance.
Lu Feng took a step back and waved at him. Su Ling rushed forward in one leap, and the two of them started fighting back and forth.
Different from Su Ling's karate, Lu Feng learned Sanda fighting since elementary school.
The Lai family is a large family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. They have their own set of ancient Sanda 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 Lu Feng. When the two of them were sparring with each other, Lu Feng was obviously letting Su Ling win. Su Ling was panting heavily during the fight, but he still looked calm.
Twenty minutes later, Su Lingsi had no advantage at all and had to give up.
"No more fighting, no more fighting, I give up." He said spinelessly as his arms were twisted behind his back by Lu Feng.
Li Feng let him go and touched his shoulder. "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Su Ling 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, Lu Feng relaxed his frown.
The two of them had been sparring for so long that they were all sweaty. Su Ling wanted to go back upstairs to take a shower and then make 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 up his glasses, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.
It is incredible that such an ancient garden exists in such a poor rural village.
Mr. Su is indeed not an ordinary person, living such a leisurely and comfortable life.
Ruan Wenya felt uneasy after ringing the phone.
She didn't sleep the whole night before and only dozed off in the early morning. She got up early in the morning and asked the owner of the B&B about Mr. Su's address. Then she and Director Dou came to visit Mr. Su.
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 you have finally seen a bright future, a classical mansion 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 had no hope and thought Director Dou was daydreaming.
After ringing the doorbell, she waited patiently.
After a while, the gate opened from the inside, revealing Su Ling's handsome face.
When Su Ling saw Ruan Wenya and the director, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"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 artificial 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, well-proportioned and exquisite design is much better than the villas in the city that cost tens of millions.
Living by the mountains and beside the water, what a leisurely and carefree life it is, it makes people envious.
Su Ling walked leisurely on the gravel path and led them to the living room.
"This garden was built by my second grandfather on the foundation of the old house. I am lucky to have inherited his legacy." Su Ling smiled and pointed to the Phoenix Mountain in front of him, "The tea mountain is also one of the heritages, and there are also ten acres of land."
Director Dou couldn't help but feel jealous. Why didn't he have such a rich grandfather? Why was there such a big gap between people?
Putting aside Su Ling's special identity as the wife of the president of the Lu Group, just the inheritance he inherited from his elders makes him a wealthy man.
In the living room, two well-fed pets were playing energetically. When they noticed two strangers coming into the house, King walked over immediately, snorting and circling around them.
Ruan Wenya was a little afraid of dogs, so she leaned towards Director Dou. Su Ling noticed her discomfort and called out, "King, go play in the yard by yourself."
King seemed to understand. He woofed twice, picked up his beloved little ball and went out. Lion opened his mouth wide, yawned, and followed slowly behind the dog.
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 a cup for each of them, and placed it on the tea table at hand.
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 men, "After the new tea was produced this year, Boss Qi sent ten cans to me through someone else."
Ruan Wenya was slightly surprised when he heard this. Mr. Qi was very stingy with things other than business, and 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 sip, and closed his eyes in enjoyment. After a while, he said, "It's a good tea, but its reputation is just average."
There are many kinds of rain and dew tea on the market, and the rain and dew tea produced in Phoenix Mountain is rare in the market. If he had not taken the advertisement and came 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 asked straight to the point, "Mr. Su, are you interested in shooting a commercial?"
Su Ling almost spit out the tea he drank.
"Um?"
The author has something to say: Today's post is short, so... I'll just read it in pieces first, and when I wake up, I'll work harder on writing during the day. 555. I feel like I'm not getting enough sleep every day. It's a vicious cycle!