Song Yimian rushed out of the audition room, so excited that he couldn't even walk. He ran and jumped in front of Shen Huai and told Shen Huai the audition results in a confused manner.

Shen Huai listened for a long time before he understood. He couldn't help but sigh that Guo Wenyuan really had good intentions.

Guo Wenyuan didn't need Song Yimian to be moved by these things, and Shen Huai would naturally not let him down. He just encouraged Song Yimian and said, "You were able to succeed in the audition because of your own hard work and dedication. Keep up the good work!"

"Yeah!" Song Yimian nodded vigorously, still unable to hide the smile on his face. He thought of something, "I'll tell Sister Mei about this when I go back. She will definitely be very happy!"

This is not the first time Song Yimian has auditioned, but this role means something different to him.

It was not only the complexity of the role, it was his first time to play such a role, but more importantly, it was the first time for him to be completely immersed in a character and really get into the role.

Only then did Song Yimian truly understand many of the things Chu Meibo had said before. Some of the vague feelings before suddenly became clear, and the whole person was enlightened.

Seeing this, Shen Huai asked him to go back first, and he stayed to talk to Guo Wenyuan about the contract later.

The morning audition ended quickly. Guo Wenyuan walked out of the audition room while chatting with the main creator. The assistant had already booked a private room for dinner.

Guo Wenyuan smiled when he saw Shen Huai: "Let's go together..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked straight behind Shen Huai.

Tang Wanjun was originally complaining to Shen Huai that the pig intestines in the company were not as delicious as those made by her aunt, when she suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking straight at her.

She frowned and looked back, almost startled: "Why is there a ghost here?!"

Shen Huai: "..."

He remembered that he didn't seem to have told Tang Wanjun about Guo Wenyuan, but it was difficult to speak now.

Guo Wenyuan suddenly stopped, and Shao Ning and others were a little surprised: "Mr. Guo, what's wrong?"

Guo Wenyuan came back to his senses, coughed lightly to cover up his expression, and said to them: "You go eat first, I'll come over later."

Shao Ning and others thought that he and Shen Huai had something to say, so they considerately left first.

The corridor soon became empty, with only the three of them left. Shen Huai was about to introduce the two people, but he noticed that Guo Wenyuan looked a little... shy?

Shen Huai: "..."

Guo Wenyuan walked over quickly, his eyes only looking at Tang Wanjun the whole time, not even a glance at Shen Huai. He wiped his hands on his legs and whispered to Tang Wanjun: "Hello, Miss Tang, my name is Du Yuping, oh, my name is Guo Wenyuan now, I'm your fan..."

When had Shen Huai ever seen Guo Wenyuan so gentle? He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even Tang Wanjun was stunned when she heard his self-introduction.

Seeing Tang Wanjun's expression, Guo Wenyuan thought she didn't believe it, so he said quickly: "It's true, I like your song "Moonlight" the most. At that time, I was busy with life every day, so I bought a recorder and fell asleep listening to your songs every day. Now all the songs stored in my mobile phone are your songs!"

Guo Wenyuan said, turning on his mobile phone. He made a playlist alone, all of which were Tang Wanjun's songs.

Shen Huai: "..."

He suddenly remembered that Tang Wanjun had told him before that she was the dream lover of thousands of boys...

Shen Huai glanced at Guo Wenyuan and shut up silently.

At this time, Tang Wanjun had recovered to her usual sweet and lovely appearance, and said to Guo Wenyuan with a standard smile: "Really? Thank you so much."

Guo Wenyuan's eyes lit up when he heard the goddess talking to him. He had tried his best to save money to watch Tang Wanjun's concert, but he didn't expect that he had just saved enough money when he learned the news of Tang Wanjun's death. He was so sad that he didn't eat for three days.

He never thought that he would be able to see Tang Wanjun again in his lifetime. Guo Wenyuan's mind was in a mess, and he stammered, "Can I...can I shake your hand?" Tang

Wanjun nodded, her smile becoming sweeter, "Sure."

Guo Wenyuan walked forward with a cautious expression, wiped his hand on his clothes, and then stretched it out solemnly, his expression was so serious that it was almost like meeting with a national leader.

Tang Wanjun also stretched out her hand, and the two shook hands gently.

Guo Wenyuan placed his hands on his chest with satisfaction, and then remembered something: "Should I prepare some food for you later?"

Tang Wanjun covered her mouth and chuckled: "Then I'll trouble you, just prepare some fruits and light vegetables for me."

Guo Wenyuan: "Okay, okay, I heard that you like cherries the most. I'll ask someone to buy a box later."

Tang Wanjun: "Will it be too much trouble?"

Guo Wenyuan: "No trouble, no trouble, as long as you are happy."

Shen Huai: "..."

He looked at Tang Wanjun walking with a ladylike pace and covering her lips with a chuckle, and Guo Wenyuan was so happy that he seemed to be bubbling with pink bubbles. For the first time, he felt that he was a little redundant.

Fortunately, although Guo Wenyuan was a little carried away by the goddess, he still retained some rationality. After entering the crowd, he stopped talking to Tang Wanjun to avoid attracting onlookers.

But in Shen Huai's opinion, this was useless.

Because Guo Wenyuan was worried that someone would bump into Tang Wanjun, he opened his hands to protect her in a vain, but in the eyes of outsiders, this posture was too weird and attracted a lot of strange looks.

However, Guo Wenyuan has never cared about the looks of others, but it made Shen Huai next to him suffer. He really wanted to stay away from this man and ghost, so as not to be regarded as a gang.

Finally arrived at the restaurant.

Guo Wenyuan deliberately made way for an empty chair, and asked the waiter to prepare fresh fruits and vegetables, and specifically instructed them to wash them thoroughly.

When the fruits and vegetables came up, he placed them respectfully in front of the empty chair, muttering something.

Yu Fan and Shao Ning looked at each other. Guo Wenyuan looked like he was paying tribute to someone. People in the film and television industry are more or less superstitious, but this kind of thing is usually done before filming begins. It's too early now.

Not to mention, while eating, Guo Wenyuan frequently looked at the empty chair, and from time to time he showed a mysterious smile.

After what happened today, Yu Fan originally felt that Guo Wenyuan was a reliable person, but seeing the current situation, he silently took back his words.

Shao Ning, on the other hand, did not have too many concerns and turned to ask Shen Huai: "Mr. Shen, what is Mr. Guo doing?"

Shen Huai said expressionlessly: "... chasing stars."

Shao Ning, Yu Fan: "???"

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Shen Huai was really tired after this meal. Guo Wenyuan was chasing stars without any reason. Shen Huai even thought that even if he took out the transfer letter of Guanrui shares and gave it to him, he would probably sign it without even reading it. After

finishing the meal with great difficulty, Shen Huai also gave up discussing the contract with him about Song Yimian and prepared to contact him through WeChat after returning.

As soon as he got in the car, he heard Tang Wanjun in the back seat let out a long sigh of relief.

"I've been letting myself go for too long, I almost can't get used to pretending anymore."

Shen Huai: "..."

He couldn't help but say: "You don't need to appear in public anymore, there's no need to wear a mask anymore."

Tang Wanjun's hand that was pounding her shoulder stopped, she looked down at herself, and suddenly laughed at herself: "Yes, I've already left the stage, why should I still pretend?"

Shen Huai didn't say anything.

In order to break out of the fiercely competitive Hong Kong entertainment industry, Tang Wanjun had to wear this sweet and lovely mask and be the queen of love songs with a beautiful face and sweet singing.

So even if she didn't want to in her heart, she couldn't relax in front of people. Over time, she couldn't take off this mask anymore, and she would subconsciously put it on whenever she appeared in front of people.

Or to some extent, this has become a part of Tang Wanjun's character.

At this moment, Shen Huai felt a knock on the car window. He lowered the window and saw Guo Wenyuan carrying a box of cherries to him: "I just asked someone to buy these. They are still very fresh. Take them back to Tang... Ahem, you two can eat them together."

Shen Huai: "..."

Guo Wenyuan squeezed half of his head in with difficulty and said to Tang Wanjun: "Miss Tang, I will go back first. If you need anything, please let me know."

Tang Wanjun smiled reservedly and said nothing.

Guo Wenyuan was already satisfied and pulled Shen Huai: "Brother Shen, can you talk to me for a moment?"

Shen Huai: "..."

The word "brother" almost made Shen Huai choke. In order to prevent Guo Wenyuan from saying something shocking, he had no choice but to get out of the car and walk to the side with him.

Guo Wenyuan said to Shen Huai in a nagging manner: "Brother Shen, please take good care of Miss Tang in the future. She is quiet and gentle, and loves literature and art. She has been alone and helpless these years. I don't know how she has survived. I feel very uncomfortable when I think about it. If she has any requests in the future, just tell me and make her happy..."

Shen Huai: "..."

He finally knew what the mother's filter was.

He suddenly wanted to tell Guo Wenyuan the truth that your goddess is actually a tomboy who loves to eat pig intestines, watch sand sculpture variety shows and horror movies, but the last bit of reason stopped him.

After all, as an agent, he knew too well how tragic it was for an idol's personality to collapse in front of fans.

Let Lao Guo retain the last bit of fantasy.