After the message was sent, Ye Wan's face felt a little hot.
She was the one who said just now that she wanted to concentrate on her studies and stop taking acting jobs.
At this moment, it was she who answered the call.
Ye Wan never dreamed that a slap in the face would come so quickly.
Indeed, one should not be too confident.
Dai Zhuoqing replied immediately, "See you tomorrow!"
Ye Wan had a dream.
In the dream, she was no longer herself, but Sang Xi.
The whole world was silent, and she would look into the distance with a dazed look as the wind blew past her ears and birds flew past her eyes.
When her world finally had sound, the face opposite her was particularly blurry.
Soon, the man holding her hand disappeared into the crowd.
Never to be seen again.
Busy streets, noisy crowds, and unfamiliar faces coming and going.
When she took off her hearing aids, the whole world became quiet again.
And she immediately saw him standing a few steps away.
Lu Chuan?
The moment he saw that face, Ye Wan suddenly opened his eyes.
She must be crazy!
I owe Lu Changchuan 60 million. Is the pressure so great that I even dream about him?
Patting his face to wake himself up, Ye Wan got up and went into the bathroom.
More than ten minutes later, he took the sleepy little kid downstairs.
After returning from the morning run, the little bun stuttered while reading, Ye Wan ate breakfast, and then they went out to school hand in hand.
At noon, Ye Wan met Dai Zhuoqing who had arrived early at the Kekexili Coffee Shop at the school gate.
In his early forties, Dai Zhuoqing wore a long shirt and trousers made of mulberry and linen and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
At first glance, she looks like a female painter who has just returned from a field trip.
"Black coffee or cappuccino?"
He called the waiter over and ordered coffee for Ye Wan. Dai Zhuoqing pushed a contract agreement in front of Ye Wan and said, "Two copies. Sign it."
???
Is it so careless?
Ye Wan was still a little dazed, "Director Dai, don't we have to audition?"
"I trust my intuition, you are Sang Xi!"
Dai Zhuoqing said with a smile: "I wrote the script myself, invested in it myself and filmed it myself. If the audience likes it, that's the best, a win-win situation! If the audience doesn't buy it, then I will just pay for my literary youth and willfulness. I have money and I can be willful!"
The moment the girl Qi Fan appeared in the camera, Dai Zhuoqing was instantly immersed in the role.
When Qi Fan wore a seductive short skirt and sang in a pinched voice pretending to be a bar girl, Dai Zhuoqing's hands were shaking with excitement.
That's clearly Sang Xi! Everyone thought Sang Xi was the quiet and obedient girl in the small town.
Only she, who wrote about Sang Xi, knew that Sang Xi would climb over the wall with her childhood friend, hide in the dog hole of the orphanage and get drunk, and throw bricks on the heads of those vicious thugs when Ou Xiaokai was fighting.
Every hit is a sure hit.
It is the companionship of friends, and also the salvation of each other.
That's her own story, not the box office.
It's all about feelings.
Seeing Ye Wan flipping through the book and taking a look at the pay, and not even bothering to bargain with her, Dai Zhuoqing took a sip of coffee and asked, "Can I ask why you don't like campus idol dramas?"
"Director Dai, do you want to hear the truth or nice words?"
"Of course it's true."
"The truth is, idols are just bubbles. They can appear on naive urban girls, but they should not harm the beautiful girls who are studying hard and making progress every day."
Dai Zhuoqing: "...You are right! Cheers to the bubbles!"
The two coffee cups collided gently, making a crisp sound.
On the street beside the road, Shi Ruyan's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison as she glared at Ye Wan.
(End of this chapter)