The last thing Ku Hai Wu Bian wanted to do was to meet him...
Reporting means delay, and delay means variables.
Wen Zichuan didn't say anything to anyone, and went straight to the second person with Leng Sui, claiming that he had lost something valuable in the office area and asked to check the surveillance.
When the top celebrity speaks, how dare Mr. Jin disobey?
The thin man with a sallow complexion became no different from the eunuchs in Qing Dynasty palace dramas. He bowed and nodded and respectfully invited his "master" to the property management monitoring room.
Wen Zichuan calculated the date and quickly retrieved the surveillance video of the product department's screenwriter team after get off work that night.
While Pinault was pouring water, Ren Ziyue had indeed operated her computer, and her left hand made a downward movement. If I'm not mistaken, she should have inserted a USB flash drive.
Unfortunately, the surveillance camera did not capture the computer screen. Even if it was brought up for confrontation, Mu Cen would still make excuses, for example, saying that Teacher Ren was just copying information.
But this video is enough. With Wen Zichuan's current reputation, as long as the video is released, public opinion will quickly become one-sided. The resulting chain reaction may not only cause "Long Road" to be removed from the shelves, but it is even possible that Guohua Music Society will be closed down.
Wen Zichuan asked Leng Sui to intercept the surveillance video and send it back to the email address where the audio was sent.
After receiving the message, Mu Cen was probably shocked by how quickly he replied. Almost an hour later, he replied, "If you want compensation, compensate the other staff and audience members. I do not accept your compensation. From now on, neither I nor the Guo Hua Yin Society will cooperate with you."
When President Jin heard that the drama was suspected of plagiarism, he immediately asked Huang Yun to draft a statement: "The Long Road" will be temporarily suspended due to force majeure.
Wen Zichuan discussed with him that during the suspension period, both parties would handle compensation matters, refund listeners who purchased the series, and issue universal discount coupons that could be used to redeem other series.
Mr. Jin also promised that as long as there are no disputes on the books, Second Voice will permanently remove "The Long Road" from the shelves after a week.
Even though he got the desired result, Wen Zichuan still couldn't feel completely at ease.
He went to the post-production team to find Brother Ji, closed the door, and played him the embarrassing audio clip.
"Brother Ji, I'm really asking for your help," Wen Zichuan said sincerely, "Mu Cen might not expose this audio, but if he wants to retaliate, I can't let him do that."
"Teacher Wen, you're too serious. This kind of invasion of privacy is illegal." Brother Ji has always had a positive outlook. "What do you want to do?"
"Fortunately, there are no names in the audio, but my voice... is easily recognizable." Wen Zichuan knows that his voice is special, especially the little ending tone after each sentence. Careful fans will definitely be able to guess it.
"I have an idea," Brother Ji responded quickly. "It has no beginning or end, and only recorded this part. Then I can give it a beginning and an end."
Wen Zichuan reached an agreement with him to make a "massage" version of this audio. Once Mu Cen released it, he would follow suit. With the post-production support of Brother Youji, it was enough to make it look real.
After resolving these matters, they returned to Tianchen Lake and told Pinot the results.
Pinot was in a bad mood: "Brother, I want to be quiet. Please don't come over these few days."
Wen Zichuan nodded in agreement and told her to have a good rest and not to worry too much.
He said words of comfort, but he was sighing silently in his heart. The idol he had liked for a long time actually allowed others to plagiarize his work. No one could stand this.
"Leng Sui, have you ever pursued a girl? Is there any way to make her happy?" Wen Zichuan was so distressed that he began to "try all kinds of methods to cure his illness".
"Chasing girls? No." Leng Sui answered directly.
"You're almost thirty and you've never chased a girl. Are you gay?"
"Yeah, you just found out?"
“…”
Wen Zichuan used to be a little reluctant to pay attention to him, but now he really doesn't want to pay attention to him.
A few days later, Wei Jing heard that they had gone to Guohuayin Society privately to negotiate and check the surveillance at the Second Sound.
I thought President Wei would be furious, but he barely reacted. He simply said to Wen Zichuan, "Did your luck get bad this year? Did you offend some villain? Next week, we'll have a company team building at Guilu Mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings. Remember to come along."
The only one who was hurt in the whole incident was Leng Sui. Because he disregarded his status and challenged Mu Cen, President Wei deducted one month's salary from him.
Cheng Sizhou looked at the itinerary on his mobile phone screen. He bought it from someone who claimed to be a big fan of Wen Zichuan under the online name "Zi Yue".
"Wen's December public schedule" was a long list filled with work. The first emotion that came to his mind when he saw it was heartache.
The big fan told him that if he liked someone, he should just chase him. It was so boring to be so shy after spending money to chase the star.
For more than a year, when it comes to chasing stars, Cheng Sizhou is still a "giant in thought and a dwarf in action." Apart from the offline voice actor drama that Zhou Yitang took him to watch, he has never practiced it alone.
Cheng Sizhou checked off the itineraries on the form one by one, and Wen Zichuan's work route in December was clear at a glance. However, most of the occasions were not open to the public. After looking around, only the one of "Returning to Yuanxin Temple in Lushan to burn incense and pray for blessings" would allow him to see him again.
There is a gap between the lives of top stars and ordinary people. They are not like other young couples who, after breaking up, may occasionally hear news about each other from their mutual friends.
After breaking up with Wen Zichuan, the only way he could get news was to constantly refresh various platforms to see if he had taken on new advertisements, shot new magazines, or given new interviews, but looking at the time, all of those things happened many days ago.
The only time was at the cemetery. He was leaving after paying tribute to Lin Hanzhen when he saw Wen Zichuan and Leng Sui getting out of the car together.
He didn't dare to show his face, so he had to hide behind a tree and watch him from a distance.
Cheng Sizhou also thought about it. Since they had broken up, it would be better for them to live happily on their own and he would not bother him anymore.
But he couldn't do it.
He went to see a psychiatrist last week, and during the treatment, he had a somatization attack.
The doctor who provided psychological intervention for him was named Luo Chen, who graduated from the Department of Psychology of Dengshi University and was his classmate.
Dr. Luo looked at him tremblingly touching his pockets, and her tears fell even harder than his own. She choked and asked her assistant to come in and help.
The assistant thought he had medicine in his pocket, but when he took it out, it turned out to be a pair of headphones.
When Cheng Sizhou puts on his headphones, he can hear Wen Zichuan's voice. No one knows how many sleepless nights he has endured in this way.
He was so familiar with those dubbing clips that he could recite them all. The slight sense of security that came from them was like a drowning man holding onto a piece of driftwood. Although he couldn't reach the shore, he could get a moment's respite.
Dr. Luo could hardly bear to watch this. Cheng Sizhou had recovered very well some time ago, and she also agreed to gradually stop taking the medication and continue receiving psychological treatment instead.
But this time, his condition suddenly deteriorated rapidly, and all the previous treatments were almost in vain.
Moreover, Cheng Sizhou said that his financial situation was not very good, and the consultation fee of 1,200 yuan per session was a heavy burden for him, so he decided not to continue.
Dr. Luo repeatedly advised him that it was unwise to stop treatment at this time, and if there were real difficulties, she could pay for it, but Cheng Sizhou still refused.
At the end of the conversation, Dr. Luo felt that the cause of his illness was not whether he was rich or poor, but that his desires were suppressed too much. Apart from seeing the person he wanted to see most, he no longer cared about anything else.
"I may not have much time left. I want to see him again. Is that okay?" Cheng Sizhou seemed to be asking her, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"Go, go see him," Dr. Luo wiped the corners of his eyes, trying to remain restrained. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to see someone. Don't blame yourself."
Cheng Sizhou thought for a moment and then asked, "Every time I took the medicine, I would become sleepy and have convulsions. Can I not take the medicine? I'm afraid I'll become crazy and hurt him."
Dr. Luo shook his head with tears in his eyes: "How can depression hurt others? Depression only hurts yourself."
No matter what, Cheng Sizhou still wanted to see Wen Zichuan again, even if it was just a glimpse from afar like in the cemetery.
Yesterday, Zhou Han told him that the police investigation into "Lao Mole" was basically completed and the results would be announced before the New Year; he took time out to go home and stay for a night, and his parents were in good health; he asked after his master's wife, and Lin Xin was with relatives and friends in his hometown, and was living more comfortably than when he was in Dengyuan; he sent a message to Yu Ming, and the Yujia Porcelain Factory seized the opportunity of research and study, and had turned losses into profits and started to make money.
There was only one thing left to do, and Cheng Sizhou suddenly felt his body lighten and let go of all his thoughts.
He got a haircut and bought new clothes. When he looked in the mirror, he found that his dark circles were a bit heavy, so he asked Meng Fanyu for advice and bought a very suitable concealer.
Guilu Mountain is located in the western suburbs of Dengyuan. Although its altitude is less than one thousand meters, it is considered a very high mountain in the plains.
The wealthy people in the entertainment industry particularly believe in this. They burn incense and pray for blessings before filming begins, and worship Buddha to fulfill their vows after the filming ends.
Wen Zichuan and Wei Xiaoming became famous overnight, and I don’t know how much profit they brought to Xingyu Feiyu. It’s time for Wei Jing to take them to show off in front of the gods and Buddhas.
The main purpose was to burn incense and worship Buddha with a sincere heart. Leng Sui was accompanied by twenty or thirty bodyguards to escort them throughout the journey. Wei Jing, Wei Xiaoming, Wen Zichuan and other artists and assistants formed a long snake formation and climbed up the stone steps.
It was the winter solstice, but the weather had changed from gloomy to warm. The sun shone on the glazed tiles of the temple, casting a warm glow.
Yuanxin Temple has a very wide range of business. You can pray for anything in the main hall, and it is the most popular place. Passing through the main hall, the back hall is suitable for praying for career, the left side hall is suitable for praying for academic studies, and the right side hall is suitable for praying for marriage.
Wei Xiaoming smacked his lips at the sight. "Why are there so many people seeking careers and studies, but no one seeking marriage?"
Wei Jing was in a good mood and simply waved his hand: "Leng Sui and his men can just follow us. The rest of you can go shopping and gather at 3 pm to return."
Wen Zichuan sat on the beauty's backrest to rest for a while, and Leng Sui followed him quietly.
"Boss Wei has someone following him, so I'd better follow you." He was not qualified to sit side by side with Wen Zichuan, so he stood not too far away from the moon gate.
"I'm going to seek marriage, will you follow me?" Wen Zichuan has become accustomed to it. It would be strange if Leng Sui didn't show up now.
"Well, the itinerary can't be kept 100% confidential. I'm afraid there will be illegitimate fans following us." Leng Sui answered without any leaks, but his expression was a little unnatural.
Wen Zichuan's attitude towards him has become much better recently, mainly because of the fact that his salary was deducted.
Leng Sui refuted Mu Cen to speak up for himself. He was punished out of kindness, and Wen Zichuan felt a little sorry.
He wanted to pay Leng Sui's salary out of his own pocket, but Leng Sui refused, saying it would be bad if President Wei found out.
This made Wen Zichuan feel even more guilty. He thought that it was his job to be with him every day, and there was no need for a working person to make things difficult for another working person.
The two of them walked to the right side hall and found that there were indeed fewer tourists. Most of them were young couples holding hands, queuing up to have their divinations interpreted in front of an old monk in a yellow robe.
"Want to try it?" Leng Sui handed over the fortune stick, "I heard the fortune sticks here are very effective."
Wen Zichuan walked over here simply because he didn't like crowds of people. "Seeking a marriage partner" was just a joke. He didn't have the mood or energy to get entangled with anyone anymore.
The bamboo skewer holder in front of him was very delicately made. He wanted to take it and put it back in its place, but as soon as he took it in his hand, a skewer brushed against the back of his hand and slipped off.
"Everything comes true when fate meets us; two lives are just a dream, what is before our eyes is reality." Wen Zichuan picked up the bamboo sticks and recited the words on them silently.
"I'll help you queue up and call you to interpret the fortune later." Leng Sui made a gesture, meaning to remember to wear a mask.
This was not Cheng Sizhou's first visit to Guilu Mountain. He and Yu Ming had come here before when there was a Buddha statue in Yuanxin Temple that needed to be repaired.
He took a small path and went around to the back door of the right side hall. Suddenly he saw eight large characters inscribed in a flamboyant style behind the shrine: The sea of suffering is boundless, turn back now.
He stepped over the threshold and looked up to see Wen Zichuan sitting in front of the monk!
Cheng Sizhou stepped back in panic, and with a thud, he bumped into the character "岸".
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