"It's absolutely touching!"
Xu Qian could already hear Sheng Huai's voice from afar; his tone was so irritating, it was truly unique.
"The CP I ship is real! A one-of-a-kind CP between foodies!"
Xu Qian ignored the subtle whispers of people shipping them and slowly walked over with his helmet in hand.
Sheng Huai felt that it was still warm to the touch, and he was hungry.
"Is he going to stay up all night again tonight?" Xu Qian noticed Sheng Huai's makeup, which had clearly been touched up just now.
"It shouldn't be that bad." Sheng Huai said, then asked Xiao A next to him for a hair tie so he could tie his hair up.
"Brother Xu, it's not cold." Little A took a hair tie and gave it to Sheng Huai, then handed a bottle of water to Xu Qian with a smile on her face.
"Thank you," Xu Qian smiled.
"Don't forget about Director Wen the day after tomorrow," Sheng Huai said as he opened the lid, his movements seeming somewhat hurried.
"It's just a press conference," Xu Qian replied casually.
"And another thing," Sheng Huai whispered in his ear, "you must have heard about Director Zhang's new drama, right?"
"That crime drama?" Xu Qian finally became interested; wasn't that the script he almost got the part in?
"It's going to be a disaster!" Sheng Huai declared confidently.
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow at him. "That can't be right. Didn't they create a lot of hype a while ago?"
Tax evasion—Sheng Huai didn't say anything, he just mouthed the words.
"Really?"
"Director Zhang has already started looking for another agency, are you serious?!" He paused for a moment after saying that, "But this hasn't been officially announced yet, so just keep it to ourselves."
Xu Qian nodded.
“By the way,” Sheng Huai stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, which tasted just as good as he had imagined, “You’ve been doing well lately. I heard that several scripts have been approaching you.”
"They were all handled by the company."
"I only gave it to you because of you." Sheng Huai wasn't a newbie; there was nothing he didn't understand.
Xu Qian smiled but did not respond. Although he had many scripts in mind, many of them were repetitive roles, and he had not yet decided whether to accept them or not.
"Sigh, stop being so lazy. This is a job for young people. It's more important to save money while you're young." As he spoke, Sheng Huai had already eaten more than half a bowl of dumplings. At least he had something in his stomach after a long day. It wasn't easy.
"Aren't you going to eat anymore?" Xu Qian noticed that he had left quite a few. He had agreed to eat fifty.
"No way, I'll save it for a late-night snack. Thanks!"
"No need to thank me."
After a short rest, the Sheng Huai film crew got busy again, so Xu Qian got up and left.
"Hey, remember to stay for dinner after the press conference?" Sheng Huai said hurriedly, turning his head.
"Anything is fine."
On his way back after delivering the food, Xu Qian couldn't help but think of the scripts in his hand. Compared to the scripts, the modern workplace drama written by the new screenwriter was quite original.
There's also Xiang Feifei's drama. Although the ancient setting made him hesitate, the script itself is quite good.
Or should we accept them all?
Xu Qian thought of his liver and felt a pain.
***
At the same time, Yuncheng was also bathed in the glow of nightfall and its lights were just coming on.
Inside a private restaurant, two people, a man and a woman, were sitting in a place that attracted a lot of attention.
The young man had a refined and handsome appearance, but his complexion was not good; even under the warm lighting of the restaurant, he still looked sickly pale.
"Aren't you going to eat anything? It's so embarrassing to look at me like that." The girl opposite me raised her face, revealing bright eyes and white teeth. She was Xiao Qing (in disguise) who had come from Weicheng.
Neil shook his head.
"Alright, I'm finished eating," Xiaoqing put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth modestly. "Didn't you want to ask me a question? You can ask now."
Neil looked around, then back at the young girl in front of him, his eyes seeming to say, "Ask here?"
"I think it's great. Talking at the dinner table helps build relationships." Xiaoqing tilted her head, her eyes pure and innocent.
"Who exactly are you?" Neil asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time. He had privately investigated the other person's identity but had found nothing.
"Before that, why don't you tell us about your relationship with the Liang Bai people?"
Neil paused, his gaze slowly becoming wary.
"Don't look at me like that, okay? If I really had any ill intentions towards you, we wouldn't be sitting here right now."
Neil couldn't help but cough, and the tips of his ears turned red instantly.
After a long while, Neil finally recovered, his eyelids trembled, and he had a strange sense of fragility.
Xiaoqing wasn't in a hurry; she just waited for his answer.
"My aunt is from the Liangbai ethnic group."
Aunt? That's right. Unless there's a blood relation, the Liang Bai people's Qingfeng chime can never be rung by an outsider.
But then again, since his aunt is from the Liang Bai ethnic group, how could he...?
"Now it's your turn."
"The Hidden Moon Sect." Xiao Qing replied without hesitation.
"...?"
"What? Never heard of it?" Xiaoqing propped her chin up.
Neil shook his head; the word was completely foreign to him.
Xiaoqing smiled slightly, but her gaze suddenly drifted away, carrying a look that was... like nostalgia.
Neil had a vague feeling that his question had touched on something, but he wisely didn't ask any further questions.
“Oh, by the way, thank you for earlier,” Neil said.
Xiaoqing turned to him, saw that he looked serious, and without saying anything, nodded to indicate that she had heard him.
Just as Neil was about to continue, his phone suddenly rang. It was his apprentice calling.
"I'm going to take this call."
Xiaoqing noticed that Neil's complexion was getting worse and worse, as if something serious had happened.
"Sorry, I have an urgent matter to attend to. I've already paid the bill..." He was about to leave when Xiaoqing grabbed his arm.
“I can help.”
Neil looked into her eyes, hesitated for two seconds, and then nodded. He hadn't fully recovered since his injury on the island of Kosori, but with this girl by his side, he should be fine.
...
Let's return our attention to Weicheng.
The yogurt promotion video that Xu Qian filmed earlier was released at 10:00 AM. The official account tagged Xu Qian's Weibo account, and he also reposted it. It was then bought by the official account to become a trending topic.
At the same time, an interview video of him on ZT was also released.
Speaking of which, Xu Qian has been in the industry for more than half a year, but his exposure is really not good (compared to other stars of the same period). In addition, most of his roles are supporting roles. Some are outstanding, but unfortunately, they are not significant. After a while, he will inevitably be forgotten by the sentimental audience.
But things are different now. Anyone with eyes can see that he's moving forward.
When brands choose celebrity spokespeople, they usually consider the celebrity's status and popularity, and of course, they cannot avoid current hot topics.
Choosing the right moment to ride the wave of popularity is a crucial assessment for all entertainment marketing managers.
Within the industry, there is a nearly public chart showing the rise and fall of a celebrity's commercial value. Those who pay attention will notice that a familiar yet unfamiliar name is steadily rising.
This afternoon, Guangyixin released a set of promotional photos for pop star Tian Tian's third official album.
Surprisingly, the Weibo post ended by tagging Xu Qian's account, instantly igniting a super trending topic.
What does that mean? Are these two collaborating?
Fans left comments asking for the truth, and soon, Guangyi's official Weibo account answered the question—if all goes as planned, Xu Qian will participate in the filming of Tian Tian's new song MV.
The attention this incident garnered immediately overshadowed the morning's trending topics. After a closer look, Xu Qian learned that singer Tian Tian hadn't released a new album in five years, and this new album was her highly anticipated work.
Tian Tian officially debuted at the age of fifteen. With her talent and hard work, she won the title of Best Female Singer that year, and the title of "genius female singer-songwriter" naturally fell on her head.
Tian Tian has been in the music industry for ten years now, and it's no surprise that she's considered a senior by younger generations.
However, she has a small flaw: she releases albums at an incredibly slow pace, having only released two official albums in ten years since her debut.
Yes, only two.
Her second official album was released five years ago.
An album every five years on average, what else can you call that but a snail's pace?
Of course, complaining and grumbling are not the topic today. The main point is that her new album, which has been in the works for nearly five years, is finally about to be released!
In just half a day, the pre-order link for her third official album was overwhelmed by fans several times, which was astonishing. She has already gained a lot of traffic before even releasing the songs. No wonder she is called a queen of music.
After learning the whole story, Xu Qian began to doubt himself. Was he just incredibly lucky?
This afternoon, he went to Guangyi as agreed and met the singer there—she was very petite and cute, probably less than 1.6 meters tall, and looked like a little girl who was underage.
However, the entire process from discussing cooperation to signing the contract only took a little over an hour.
Then, it was decided, and an announcement was even issued that same day.
The whole process went incredibly smoothly.
If he hadn't been later informed about the diva's status in the music industry, Xu Qian really wouldn't have been able to understand the situation before him.
"Brother Xu, screenwriter Wang is here."
Xu Qian quickly put down the watermelon in his hand and turned to look at the young girl who walked in from outside the door—wearing black-rimmed glasses, with honey-colored skin, and tall and slender.
"Hello, Ms. Xu, I'm Wang Wei." Her voice was somewhat androgynous.
"Please sit down, Teacher Wang." Xu Qian smiled very kindly.
"You can just call me Xiao Wei." Wang Wei was slightly nervous being called "teacher" by him.
"I've finished reading the script, but I have a small question..."
"Please speak."
"Why did you write such a script?" Xu Qian hadn't read many scripts, but most of them followed a similar pattern. You could guess the ending of many scripts just by reading the beginning. In comparison, Wang Wei's script was much more original.
"Actually, I'm a self-taught person. I used to work in sales... well, obviously I'm not suited for this job, but this script contains many real things that happened in real life, even things that happened to me, so..." The girl's shy demeanor certainly didn't seem like that of a salesperson.
As Xu Qian listened to screenwriter Wang's writing process, he understood some of it, but was also somewhat confused. After all, he hadn't been truly hardened by society yet. Before transmigrating, he was a college student, and after transmigrating, he was a young girl from the mountains. Even now, apart from the time he had his role stolen, his journey had been relatively smooth, without experiencing any major storms.
“…Well, that’s all.” After saying that, Wang Wei looked at Xu Qian with an almost expectant gaze.
Xu Qian subconsciously turned to Yan Lang beside him, and seeing him deep in thought, he was speechless.
He coughed and then said, "May I ask which project you're currently working on?"
"The first draft of the script is finished, and we're currently revising it for the second time," Wang Wei answered honestly.
Xu Qian remained silent. He knew a little about the company's screenwriters and writers. One Meter Sunshine always signed contracts for works, and in addition, they had been expanding their scope of work, so in the past year or two they had also been discovering and cultivating talented writers.
However, becoming a mature writer is not easy, and given the limited number of writers and the large number of writers, it's understandable that progress is slower.
Fortunately, Wang Wei has at least passed the test, which means there is a possibility that the film will be made into a work.
In the end, the two only discussed the script briefly, without explicitly talking about the future, and concluded with the phrase—"Let's see."
"Thank you for your help today, Teacher Xu. I'll be going now."
"It's nothing, take it easy."
After everyone left, Yan Lang looked at Xu Qian and asked in a dry tone, "Should we still pick him up?"
Xu Qian forced a smile. What else could he do but look at other books? "Didn't they send out a few new ones today? Let me see if there are any suitable ones."
Yan Lang quickly pulled out his tablet and showed Xu Qian the scripts and audition materials he had received in the past two days.
"Two of them were forwarded to me by Xiaomai. They were self-produced dramas by Yimi Sunshine, written by a new screenwriter I had never met before. The other three were sent to my email."
Xu Qian was the first to read the script sent by Xiaomai, and it immediately piqued his interest.
This is a low-budget fantasy comedy. The male protagonist is a writer of dark fairy tales with a very 'obsessive' personality, or even a bit 'mentally ill'.
The character design itself is quite interesting.
Xu Qian noted this down and then moved on to the next one.
This one is even more interesting; it's a food-themed drama, and like the previous one, it's a low-budget web series. The story revolves around a very young, unconventional man who quits his job and returns to his hometown, using the protagonist's daily meals to express a healthy lifestyle.
Both scripts suited Xu Qian's tastes perfectly. He immediately looked at the specific process and found that they were both self-produced dramas by Yimi Sunshine, so getting them shouldn't be a problem.
"These two?" Yan Lang asked, noticing that he had been flipping through the pages for a long time.
"Okay, let's get in touch."
"Okay, I'll take care of it." After saying that, Yan Lang looked at the other three, "What about these few?"
Xu Qian quickly flipped through the remaining three, skipping the period dramas because he really didn't want to film any more.
A modern detective drama, with repetitive characters, let's skip it.
The last one is... a movie!
The title is quite interesting, "The Snail Doesn't Want to Move," and judging from the production credits, it's unsurprisingly a low-budget production. However, the script is rather interesting; it tells the story of a middle-aged, unemployed, and socially inept man—not only is he bleak, but he's bleak from beginning to end, with no plot twists.
So Yan Lang watched as Xu Qian moved the movie to the other side, which meant that it was approved.
"Go and get in touch with them," Xu Qian said.
"Okay." Three scripts. Looks like I'll be busy from now on.
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