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Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou's journey back home was not smooth. They were sent to an isolation hotel as soon as they got off the plane.
They thought they could go home after staying for three to five days, undergoing disinfection and testing, but for various reasons, they were forced to stay from midsummer to the beginning of winter.
Wen Zichuan had been out of work for almost a year. When he called Wei Jing to apologize, he had already anticipated the worst outcome.
President Wei just said with a half-smile, "Xingyu Feiyu is lucky." The top star they wanted to promote suddenly went abroad, and the company had to adjust various plans and reduce the scale of investment. Under the circumstances of lockdowns and restrictions on everything, their losses were surprisingly the smallest.
Wen Zichuan sensed the general climate in the film and television industry was stagnant, with many dramas facing funding but unable to be filmed, and those that were filmed unable to be broadcast. In his view, the competition among investors was merely another form of "pouring milk."
He and other top stars like Wei Xiaoming became famous overnight by taking shortcuts. He cherishes the hard-earned traffic and popularity, and uses his influence to do things he thinks are meaningful, but he knows that this will not last long.
Wei Xiaoming has Wei Jing supporting him, so whether he is famous or not, he can always make a living in the entertainment industry.
But what does Wen Zichuan have?
In this complicated circle, he has no background, and it is impossible for him to rely on Wei Xiaoming and Wei Jing's face for more than ten years.
Perhaps he could make a path of his own by exhausting all his strength, but the more he wanted, the more he would give up.
Such as time, dignity, privacy, and freedom.
Wen Zichuan raised his idea to Wei Jing. When he signed with Xingyu Feiyu, he got lucky. Because he had a debt with Di Ersheng, he directly transferred the remaining years of his "Voice Actor Idol" contract to him.
In other words, his agency contract with Xingyu Feiyu will expire in less than a year, and he has decided not to renew the contract.
"You don't want to be an actor anymore? Then what are you going to do?" Wei Jing asked on the phone.
"Maybe I'll go back to my old job. Voice actors are also actors." Wen Zichuan answered calmly.
"So many fans are waiting for you, how are you going to explain to them?"
"They will like me, and they will also like others. If they really can't bear to leave me, they can come and listen to the radio dramas I dub."
At the end of the conversation, Wen Zichuan said that he actually had no use for the watch and would return it when express delivery was resumed.
Wei Jing could tell that he had made up his mind, but he generously let him keep his watch, saying that even if they could not be colleagues in the future, he would still recognize Wen Zichuan as a friend. After all, in the entertainment industry, people who are "not greedy, not competitive, and not jealous" are really rare.
Wen Zichuan agreed, but inwardly he laughed at himself. How could he not be greedy, competitive, and jealous? It was just that what he wanted wasn't absolute fame and fortune.
Two days later, Leng Sui also called.
When he learned that he would not renew his contract, the bodyguard Leng was indignant. He wanted to criticize him but didn't dare to. In the end, he forced himself to wish him success in his career and a happy life, and then hung up the phone in a huff.
Cheng Sizhou heard this nearby and laughed so hard that his eyelashes trembled. He had long noticed that Leng Sui was interested in Wen Zichuan, but the way Teacher Wen put on a cold face and pretended to be stupid, cutting off his own "bad love affair" was so handsome!
Alice, who was far away in Sinodon, was unfortunately infected with the virus. Blade had a sore throat and couldn't speak, so she typed to tell them "I feel very, very, very uncomfortable, and you must prepare medicine in advance."
Wen Zichuan values his voice much more than ordinary people. He and Cheng Sizhou have stockpiled enough food and medicine at home, and they refuse to go out unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Wen, you should be familiar with the young lady's will. The villa in Tianchen Lake is transferred to you. She also owns 20% of the shares of Qin's company, and the year-end dividend will be transferred to your account." Iris knew his character. "Please don't refuse. This is the young lady's wish and what Mr. Qin hopes for. I am simply following her instructions."
By the end of the year, the "Sound Museum", after being skillfully renovated by Chen Xiya, was in preparation for its opening.
Wen Zichuan apologized to Chen Xiya. They could only communicate remotely during the entire transformation process, which cost Teacher Chen a lot of effort.
Chen Xiya replied: "It's rare to meet a client who doesn't interfere with our creative work. We couldn't be happier."
The cultural relics shipped back by Qin's company were still donated in the name of Qin Zhihan. After re-classification, the more precious ones were handed over to Dengyuan Museum, and the ordinary cultural relics were given to Wen Zichuan to meet the registration requirements of a private museum.
The "Sound Museum" is different from traditional museums. It does not rely heavily on cultural relics and exhibits. Instead, it uses Wen Zichuan's voice interpretation as its core creativity and collection feature. Therefore, although its registered name is "Memorial Hall for the Return of Overseas Cultural Relics in the Past Twenty Years", for the sake of convenience and memorability, people still call it the "Sound Museum" or "Sound Museum".
After the opening of the Sound Museum, Wen Zichuan served as the legal representative, Cheng Sizhou served as the director, and Xiao Liang served as the honorary director and tour guide.
Mo Ming did not return to Mu Tao, but bought No. 79 Caoyan Lane and turned it into a small clinic, providing bone setting, acupressure, massage, pedicure, and treatment for injuries and sprains.
On a sunny morning, Cheng Sizhou was sitting in the place where Master Lin used to mount paintings, humming a little tune while repairing a purple gold glaze teapot with a missing handle.
"Director Cheng, are you here to repair something?" Someone walked up the stairs, walked into the door, bent down and looked at him.
"Yeah, I'm currently repairing it." Cheng Sizhou was concentrating on his work. He looked up suddenly when he heard something wrong. "Director Yang, why are you here?" He quickly took off his gloves and stood up, inviting Yang Xiuxing to take a seat. "Look at what you're saying. How can I be a director in front of you? I'm just having fun!"
Zhang Hongliang, the former director of the Lantern Museum, colluded with foreign forces to steal and sell unearthed cultural relics, involving a huge amount of money. He has been expelled from the party and expelled from the public office and sentenced to life imprisonment. Wu Puxian, director of the Science and Technology Protection Center, knew about the case but failed to report it, obstructed the police investigation, and has been dismissed from his post.
Deputy Director Yang Xiuxing was promoted to Director. After a few months of studying the twelve purple-gold-glazed six-eared porcelain gui that had finally been reunited, a group of veteran experts felt they had to invite Cheng Sizhou back. The unfinished work of Jiang Yunli had to be completed by his most talented student.
"What's so difficult about repairing a teapot? Come back with me and repair the porcelain gui." Yang Xiuxing adjusted his glasses seriously.
"Director Yang, have you forgotten? I resigned." Cheng Sizhou turned his face away. Although the salary at Dengbo was low and Sister Yang's group loved to gossip, the three words "repairing porcelain gui" made him feel itchy.
"I withheld your resignation letter and did not turn it in."
"ah?"
"You can atone for your mistake by retrieving the artifacts, so it won't count as absenteeism. Come back with me now, you understand?"
"Master Yang, please stop pulling me. I'm going back! Isn't it okay for me to go back?"
Yang Xiuxing vividly demonstrated the saying "If you don't obey, I know a little bit about fighting and fighting." Not only did he force him to go back to work, he also gave him the position of director of the Science and Technology Protection Center.
The glaze paintings on the twelve porcelain gui correspond to the murals in the tomb passage. The National Museum of Chinese Lanterns specially invited an expert from Dunhuang to go to Longji Mountain with the scientific protection team to study the protection strategies for the murals. Cheng Sizhou was among them.
The light in the tomb passage was very dim and the murals were badly peeling. No matter how we lit it, the photos we took would be slightly distorted.
Cheng Sizhou worked with experts to adjust and recolor the murals for nearly half a year. Everything else was fine, but he missed Wen Zichuan so much that he couldn't bear it.
Unfortunately, there was no signal in the mountains, so he had to go back to Mutao Town to rest before he could make a phone call and chat for a while. But he couldn't hug or kiss her, and he was tortured by separation anxiety and had a bunch of blisters in his mouth.
During their separation, Wen Zichuan joined Anjie Studio and became a colleague of Guo Tianrui, and they formed an unspoken master-disciple relationship.
With a screen, a pair of headphones, a stack of scripts, and a glass of water, Wen Zichuan returned to the familiar recording studio and felt an indescribable sense of security and peace of mind.
The blooming period of voice is longer than that of appearance. It would be a good thing if I could continue to do this until retirement.
Wen Zichuan gradually faded out of the film and television industry, and his fans gradually became calmer from their fanaticism. There are still a small number of people who follow his dubbing works, but most of them have moved elsewhere.
Only when Wei Xiaoming released new updates would someone occasionally mention him and mention the "world-renowned" event that he had supported with real emotion.
Wen Zichuan liked and commented on Wei Xiaoming's Weibo post, saying, "We are good friends forever."
Fans were immediately furious. Some said, "Didn't he retire? Why is he still trying to ride on Xiaoming's popularity?" Others said, "If he wanted to ride on Xiaoming's popularity, why did he retire? He said he was good friends only after he retired. His 'world-renowned name' couldn't be more real."
In fact, this ending is far more decent than what Xie Bing said at the beginning, "breaking up the CP". He gave up the traffic dividend in exchange for him, Xiaoming and the fans of both families not having to become enemies.
With something to do, Wen Zichuan was no longer anxious about the short separation from Cheng Sizhou, and every separation made the next meeting particularly worth looking forward to.
"Where are we?" He brought out the last dish and dialed the phone while wiping his hands.
"We've entered the community and will be there soon." Cheng Sizhou was breathing rapidly, probably jogging.
"Slow down. There are a lot of old people and children walking downstairs in the evening." Wen Zichuan's voice was softer than tofu.
Cheng Sizhou listened to him, but his legs and feet did not. He hurried into the apartment building, his fingers trembling, and pressed the button three times before the top floor was lit up.
As soon as he entered the house, he dropped his luggage and hugged Wen Zichuan, but because he was dirty, he had to take a shower and change clothes first.
Then the two of them kissed from the living room to the bedroom. When they got tired of kissing, they took a few breaths and continued kissing.
"When I watched your performance before, I thought you were the best looking one in the group." Cheng Sizhou supported himself with his arms and looked at Wen Zichuan under him.
"What about now?" Wen Zichuan thought, could he be tired of it?
"Seeing you again after some time apart, I found that you are the most beautiful one even without comparing with others." Cheng Sizhou said, and placed another kiss on his forehead.
This night was particularly long, so long that I could hear the rustling of the wind and the sound of the rain, and heard the whole night fall asleep peacefully, and then wake up to the honking of traffic horns.
This night was particularly short, so short that when they finished doing it for the last time and hugged each other and smiled foolishly, the sky was already covered with the fish belly color of morning light.
"Hurry, hurry! It will be too late if you don't go out now!" Wen Zichuan looked at the time and urged repeatedly.
"Where's my grey windbreaker? Where did you put it for me?" Cheng Sizhou anxiously rummaged through the closet.
"It's hanging on the leftmost cabinet! Hurry up, or I won't beg for mercy if you get scolded for being late!"
Today at the Chengnan International Exhibition Center, Zhou Yitang held a new book launch for his debut novel "Gui Xin".
After Pinault passed away, she handed over the happy ending version of "Rose Heart" to Anjie Studio, with Wen Zichuan as the dubbing director and Wen Zichuan and Anjie as the main actors.
When the radio drama was broadcast, she released the novel of the same name "Gui Xin".
"Gui Xin" is divided into two volumes. The upper volume is basically the same as the plot of the radio drama, telling the story of Qin Zhihan and Song Xiang; while the lower volume adds the story of Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou, explaining the plagiarism controversy of that year, and paying tribute to the original author Wen Yuzhou on the title page of the book.
Zhou Yitang wore the silver butterfly brooch and greeted book fans and the media openly.
When asked, "Why did you continue writing the story of 'Rose Heart'?" she replied, "Because death is not the real departure, being forgotten is. I continued writing 'Rose Heart' to prevent forgetting. I hope their story can be remembered and passed down forever."
Another fan asked, "Author, who is Wen Yuzhou that you always mention?"
Zhou Yitang held the butterfly brooch, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on an unknown place in the distance: "It's someone I will never forget."
In the meeting hall, the discussion about the book continued and was heated.
A white butterfly fluttered over and landed on the page of Wen Zichuan's open book.
Where the butterfly landed was the preface to "Graceful Heart," and he whispered each word: "A tribe cannot forget civilization. If it forgets civilization, what should it remember?"
Wen Zichuan looked up, his eyes following the butterfly as it flew out of the window and headed towards the clear blue sky.
Treasures will eventually come home, and true love will never be let down.
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