Song Yimian returned to his residence and began to pack his things. This was the house rented for him by the company. Since the contract was to be terminated, he could not continue to live there.

Huarong soon got the news and hurried over.

At this time, Song Yimian's face had regained its calm. He originally thought that he would hate or even be afraid of Huarong, but after talking with Shen Huai, he found that many things were far less terrible than he imagined. Even Huarong was no more than that.

Huarong looked condescending: "Are you really sure you want to terminate the contract?"

Song Yimian nodded.

Huarong took out the termination agreement and Song Yimian read it carefully. He had taken Shen Huai's contract to a lawyer, who was very nice. He not only helped him read the contract, but also taught him how to read it. Although the termination agreement was much simpler than the contract, the other party was Huarong, so Song Yimian had to be more cautious.

Huarong looked at him and became more suspicious.

"You'd better think it over carefully. If you terminate your contract with me, you won't have such a good opportunity again in the future. This is how the entertainment industry is. Do you think you can get rid of this kind of thing by changing companies? It's impossible. This industry is so cruel. How can you be better than others, let alone stand out, if you don't pay something..."

Song Yimian ignored her, but she became more and more annoyed. She always felt that something was beyond her control. She always had a sense of superiority when facing Song Yimian, and felt that she could control him firmly, but at this moment, she felt that Song Yimian in front of her seemed like a different person, making her completely unpredictable.

After Song Yimian finished reading the contract and made sure there were no problems, he followed Shen Huai's example, signed his own name with a pen, and handed it to Huarong, saying calmly: "Sister Hua, I have already signed the agreement. Please sign and stamp it."

Huarong frowned, confirming that Song Yimian was really different from before. She thought for a moment and said, "I forgot to bring the company seal. I'll go back and stamp it first, and you can come to the company to get it later."

Song Yimian said indifferently: "Sister Hua, you have always been very thorough in doing things. Since you came to me specially to terminate the contract, how could you not bring the seal? Sister Hua, do you regret it?" Huarong

was a little embarrassed when he revealed her thoughts. She always thought highly of herself and had a secret sense of superiority over the artists under her, especially Song Yimian, who was regarded as waste by her.

She thought about Song Yimian over and over again, but still couldn't think of any qualities that could make him famous.

Then she thought that he had just experienced such a big thing, so it was normal for his personality to change a little. After thinking about it, she finally figured it out. She no longer hesitated, took the contract, signed her name, took out a seal from her bag, and carefully stamped it on the side. Then she handed one copy to Song Yimian, showing her signature kind smile.

"Yimian, I wish you a bright future."

Song Yimian looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, with the corners of his lips slightly curved. He gently touched Huarong's hand, and then immediately retracted it.

"I will."

After Huarong left, Song Yimian took the termination agreement and fell on the sofa as if he had escaped from the contract, with an expression that looked like crying and laughing.

The termination of the contract not only freed him from the shackles of his body, but also freed him from the shackles of his heart. Huarong was no longer the mountain weighing on his heart, and the dark past seemed to be becoming less scary.

He turned on his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Brother Shen, I'm Song Yimian..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yimian let out a long breath and clenched his fists. For the first time in the past two years, he was full of hope for the future.

-

Shen Huai took Song Yimian to complete the contract signing procedures and chatted with him for a while.

Compared to the last time when he just talked in generalities, this time, Shen Huai asked more in-depth questions. Knowing that Song Yimian had just signed a contract to play the second male lead in a criminal drama, he asked him for the script and asked him in detail about his opinion on the script.

It was the first time that Song Yimian was treated like this. He was a little flattered and immediately revealed his opinion.

Although Shen Huai had never acted before, he had a good eye and could hear the homework that Song Yimian had done. However, being fully prepared did not mean that he had a thorough understanding of the role. After all, Song Yimian was not a professional actor and there were still some problems.

However, Shen Huai was still very satisfied. In his opinion, technical problems were easy to solve. What was important was attitude.

What's more, Song Yimian just didn't receive any systematic training and took a purely unconventional approach. He has a certain amount of talent to be able to perform like this now.

Shen Huai knew what was going on and his expression softened a lot: "I roughly understood. After listening to your narration, I think this script is pretty good. Your views on character construction are also very interesting, and several points are quite innovative..." As

Shen Huai spoke, Song Yimian listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

When Shen Huai finished speaking, Song Yimian's face showed a convinced expression.

Shen Huai took a sip of water: "As for the rest, I'll give you some advice after I finish reading the script."

Song Yimian nodded repeatedly.

Although Shen Huai is not an actor, his eyesight is sharp and several things he said made Song Yimian feel as if he had suddenly realized something. He no longer has any doubts about Shen Huai's abilities.

Shen Huai put away the script, but suddenly asked: "By the way, where do you live now?"

Song Yimian scratched his head: "I'm staying in a hotel temporarily. I've been busy these days. When I'm free, I'll move in when I find a house."

Shen Huai pondered for a moment: "Don't look for a house anymore."

Song Yimian: "???"

Shen Huai: "I'll take you to the company dormitory."

Forty minutes later, Song Yimian stared at the villas in front of him in amazement, and asked with a trembling voice: "This... this is the company dormitory?!"

Shen Huai remained calm: "Yes, you choose one and move in."

Song Yimian: "..."

At this moment, the door of one of the villas opened, and Chu Meibo walked out with a schoolbag on her back. When she saw the two of them, she greeted them.

Shen Huai felt Song Yimian gasp beside him and muttered to himself: "So it really is the dormitory..."

Chu Meibo walked over and glanced at Song Yimian curiously: "Hey, it's the one from that night..."

Shen Huai nodded: "He is now my newly signed artist."

"Oh?" Chu Meibo was a little surprised, then laughed, "The kid is not bad, our agents have very high standards."

Song Yimian was stared at by Chu Meibo, and suddenly felt a little at a loss, and quickly bowed 90 degrees: "I will work hard!"

Chu Meibo smiled even more happily and said to Shen Huai, "The little newcomer is much cuter than Old Man Du!"

Shen Huai: "..."

Song Yimian: "???"

Chu Meibo waved and was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "You are an actor, right? If you have any questions about acting in the future, you can always ask me."

Song Yimian was surprised: "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Thank you, Sister Mei!"

"Be good!"

Chu Meibo comforted Song Yimian casually, then walked out with her schoolbag on her back. Over there, Cheng Mengjiao came over on an electric donkey: "Sister Mei, I'm here to pick you up."

Chu Meibo didn't mind and got on the electric donkey and left.

Song Yimian was still immersed in the joy of learning from the big boss, and couldn't help asking Shen Huai: "Where is Mei Jie going? Is the person who came to pick her up her her assistant?"

Although it was a bit strange that the assistant was driving an electric donkey.

"No." Shen Huai glanced at him and cruelly broke the newcomer's fantasy, "She is going to school, and the one who came to pick her up was her classmate."

Song Yimian's smile froze on his face, and he asked hesitantly: "Is it college or graduate school?"

Shen Huai: "High school."

Song Yimian: "..."

Shen Huai: "Oh, by the way, I remember that you are in a good university, and your college entrance examination results should be pretty good. Help her with math when you have time."

Song Yimian: "???"

-

Recently, a shocking rumor suddenly spread in the playboy circle in Zhongjing City.

It is said that Guo Wenyuan, the second generation of the Guo family, has changed his personality recently. After being discharged from the hospital, he first broke up with the little stars he had supported before, and I heard that he started going to the gym again recently.

Although the incident at the Modden Hotel was kept secret by the outside world, it was clear to people in the circle. They knew that Guo Wenyuan failed to rape her and fell down and suffered a concussion, which almost made them laugh to death.

Everyone thought that Guo Wenyuan's recent abnormal behavior was due to stimulation. Even Guo Wenyuan's assistant thought so and did not doubt it too much.

After Guo Wenyuan dealt with these beautiful women, he felt that the air around him was much fresher and he looked much more comfortable.

With this relief, his mind was a little floating, and he asked the assistant: "Are there any dramas being filmed recently?"

The assistant: "Uh..."

The assistant was very troubled. He was busy dealing with Mr. Guo's mistresses recently, and he was very busy. These people were very troublesome, and he didn't dare to take any heavy hands, lest if any of them won Mr. Guo's favor again, he would be in trouble.

As a result, after finally solving the problem, the boss had a new idea.

In the past, Guo Wenyuan just liked to play with little stars. He was pampered and afraid of hardship. Although he was a shareholder of Guanrui, he actually never made any contribution to the group's business, but just ate dividends. He never went to the crew, nor did he interfere with the crew's filming. At most, he would insert a mistress there, and the directors could handle it.

Now he was going there in person. If he gave random instructions and something went wrong, affecting the filming progress, no one would dare to blame the big boss, but his assistant would have to bear the blame.

The assistant could only tactfully advise him, "Boss Guo, there's nothing good about filming. It looks glamorous and high-end on TV, but it's actually very boring on the set..."

"Of course I know." Guo Wenyuan looked at him strangely, "I asked you which movie you were filming recently, why are you telling me all this nonsense?"

The assistant wanted to cry but had no tears, and was just about to muster up the courage to speak out.

Guo Wenyuan waved his hand and said in disdain: "I asked you to handle the affairs of those little stars, and you can handle it for so long. With your ability to handle other things, I'm afraid it will be enough. Forget it, I won't embarrass you. Just go to Shanyang Film City."

The assistant had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, but he could only swallow it silently.

He had to admit it obediently, and then hold his broken heart to arrange the itinerary for the boss.

After the boss fell on his head, he was more annoying than before!