The vase with the repaired ends was placed in my own home...
When Wen Zichuan returned to Dengyuan after the holiday, a huge amount of work came pouring in, quickly distracting him.
Although he had a vague feeling that what Wen Duo and Cheng Sizhou were talking about might be related to him, he didn't have the energy to think about it any further.
After a period of internal training, Su Zhuo became much more decisive and capable. He sorted out the various work invitations into categories and showed them to Wen Zichuan.
Normally, in Xingyu Feiyu, an artist with little experience like him is not qualified to choose the work, but the current situation is not like that. He can guess that someone must have done some work for him at President Wei's place.
Because he still owed President Jin a penalty for breach of contract, he gave priority to looking at voice acting projects in which the company had invested. Among them was a voice variety show in which Xingyu Feiyu had invested 80 million yuan and was preparing to invite various big names in the dubbing circle to participate.
Wen Zichuan heard from Chen Yilan that President Jin had always wanted to expand into film, television and variety shows. The fact that he had signed several "voice actor idols" and then used him to curry favor with Wei Jing was solid evidence.
But he has personally experienced that voice actors who enter the film and television industry are more or less "uncomfortable with the environment". After all, not everyone is suitable to face the camera, and not everyone can keep their original intention in this big melting pot.
But Mr. Jin would not consider these things. He only knew that the road of film and television dramas was not easy to make, so it would be better to promote a variety show first. Just based on this project, Wei Jing invested 80 million yuan, and he could even wake up laughing in his sleep.
This is also a good thing for Wen Zichuan.
According to the agreement with Mr. Jin, as long as he participates in this variety show, 80 million can be offset against 8 million, and the debt will be paid off.
"Besides variety shows and these dramas, what else is there?" Wen Zichuan asked Su Zhuo.
"There's another film I've been working on with you for quite some time. I reported it to the company, but Xie Bing said the producer isn't well-known and the subject matter isn't popular, so they told us to just ignore it."
"Is it a film or TV series or a radio drama?"
"The radio drama is said to be original. If it performs well, it will be adapted into a film or TV series in the future."
Wen Zichuan laughed when he heard this: "Which one? So naive? I've only heard of people releasing radio dramas to capitalize on the popularity of TV series that are well-received, but I've never heard of a radio drama leading to a TV project."
Su Zhuo hadn't been in the industry long, but he had a positive attitude: "What if their script is really good? Nothing is absolute."
"Show it to me. Did the producers tell me why they insisted on having me?"
Su Zhuo looked up some information and sent it to his phone: "The reason seems to be that I think you fit the character very well."
Wen Zichuan is self-aware. Fans say that he has a "beautiful boyish voice", but in fact, his acting range is not very wide. He can play roles of people in their teens and twenties, but it is more difficult for him to play roles with a wide age span.
If there is any absolute advantage, it is probably because someone used some complicated connections to make the producer insist on having him.
After a few seconds of reading, the document opened. The cover read "Key Radio Drama Project Planning" and the next line was the name of the script, "The Long and Beautiful Road".
Wen Zichuan flipped through a few pages. The story was about the two protagonists' adventure in search of cultural relics from the 1970s and 1980s to around the millennium.
Attached to the back of the plan were several audition lines, and at the end it was noted that the producer was Guohua Yinshe in the capital, and the producer was Diersheng.
"It's Mr. Mu Cen." Wen Zichuan finally understood why he had to be the one. Mu Cen had said at the time that they wanted to work together again if there was a chance. So the foreshadowing was here. "Guo Hua Yin She is not unknown in the dubbing circle, right?"
"Hey, you don't know Xie Bing yet? He thinks radio dramas are just small-time hits. He said that the traffic of all the radio dramas of Second Voice combined is not as good as any of the hit TV series produced by Xingyu Feiyu."
“The audience base is different, and he’s not wrong.”
"So, do you want to take this drama?"
Wen Zichuan knew that the dual-male lead drama starring him and Wei Xiaoming would soon enter the promotion period. He had promotional materials to shoot and had to participate in the recording of a variety show at the same time. Business negotiations were ongoing and very fragmented, and he had not yet finished the classes he had signed up for.
In order to "not keep idle people", the company will continue to arrange auditions. He will spend most of his energy just to overcome the discomfort of facing the camera.
At this time, it would be extremely unwise to take on a low-cost, unpopular radio drama, but when he saw the "Cultural Relics Protection Theme Story", it was difficult for him to let go of the knot in his heart, and he felt that no matter how difficult or tiring it was, he could not miss it.
"Su Zhuo, please take a look at the itinerary and buy me a ticket to the imperial capital when you are free."
"No way!" Su Zhuo immediately refused. "How can you have free time? Your schedule is even more packed than 996, and you can't even take a few days off in a month."
"Then arrange it on a day off."
"No, no, you're not in good health. You can't be so tired. Besides, Xie Bing said that the bottom line for him allowing you to take this drama is that you must be recorded at Dengyuanlu. He needs to be able to find you at any time."
"In Dengyuanlu? Teacher Mu Cen is very particular about the sense of drama, and the protagonists' scenes with each other must be completed in the same studio. If I don't go to the capital, do I have to trouble Teacher Mu Cen to run back and forth?"
"He was the one who asked you out."
"That's rude. He's a senior and highly respected."
"But you have ten times as many followers as him!"
"You can't just rely on the number of fans, right?"
"That's the rule in the industry. He won't be paid less anyway, so he has to be considerate of your schedule."
After much arguing, there was no conclusion to this matter. Wen Zichuan asked Su Zhuo to contact Diersheng first to see what Chen Yilan and the others were planning. If there was a compromise, inviting everyone over to form a gathering with acquaintances might be able to resolve the awkwardness.
But the most important thing right now is not work, but moving.
The owner of Heting Manor and Wei Jing are close friends who have been playing together since they were wearing open-crotch pants. They have high emotional intelligence and are good at socializing. When they heard that they were moving away, they took great pains to prepare a grand farewell banquet. Those who didn't know would think they were not moving, but landing on the moon.
The new villa in Tianchen Lake has four floors. The first floor is the living room, kitchen and servants' room, the second floor is the living room, Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming live on the third floor, and the fourth floor was originally a guest room. Wen Zichuan moved in first after moving in.
On the top floor of the villa, there is a half-floor glass greenhouse and a half-floor terrace. Standing on the roof, you can have a panoramic view of the entire lake area. The surrounding greenery is excellent, with graceful trees and lush greenery. It is obvious that this place is carefully selected by the rich.
Wen Zichuan comforted himself that although he was still living under someone else's roof, he could meet Pinault often, and the brother and sister could take care of each other, which was not bad.
That day, he dragged his luggage into the room and was shocked to discover Mr. Wei's good intentions - the pair of ancestral blue and white porcelain vases that he bought at Jiqinghua for a huge sum of money were placed in his residence.
He remembered that the pair of porcelain vases originally had a chip, and the chip was repaired by Cheng Sizhou's miraculous hands.
Wen Zichuan sighed silently. This feeling was a bit strange, just like when he was in school, the whole school was saying that two people were together, but in order to avoid the suspicion of premature love, even if the parties had feelings for each other, they could only tacitly avoid each other.
He raised his hand and touched the smooth and cold porcelain surface, trying to find the adhesive patch, but undoubtedly, he failed.
This reminded him of the day when he and Cheng Sizhou visited the Lantern Expo Porcelain Exhibition together. Brother Zhou's handsome face was half hidden in the light and shadow. He said proudly, "If you can easily see it, then all my work would be in vain."
Wen Zichuan unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, but then he felt afraid. He was afraid that every little detail between them would be like a patch on porcelain, worn away by time and eventually disappear.
He secretly swore that he would never forget Cheng Sizhou. Even if he didn't love him or wanted him, he would keep the few memories he had and slowly and hard work his way through this life.
But now is not the time to be sentimental. Wen Zichuan calmed down and started to pack his things.
He had been living in a nomadic place for the past two years and was always moving, so he never had much luggage and it didn't take long for him to pack it up.
In comparison, Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming had a lot more stuff. Just the "treasures" in Mr. Wei's collection filled up two whole pickup trucks.
The sound of chaos downstairs came up, almost like a white noise. Wen Zichuan was a little tired. After a short nap, he was about to contact Pinault. But as soon as he turned on his phone, Pinault's message popped up.
"Man, Sally has locked on to Aldridge," said Pinault.
"If it's inconvenient to explain in detail, I'll come right over." Wen Zichuan replied.
It takes about fifteen minutes to walk from Phase 3 of Tianchen Lake to Phase 1.
Wen Zichuan walked downstairs to Pinot's house with the painting "Two Sheep in the Suburbs of Pu" in his arms. As soon as Pinot met him, he stuffed a key into his hand and said, "Next time you come, just come in directly."
Wen Zichuan took the key and followed her to the study where he had searched the cultural relics archives last time. As soon as he entered, he saw another familiar figure binding documents next to the printer.
"Zhou...Yitang?" She and Pinault are already so familiar with each other.
"Teacher Wen!" Zhou Yitang's eyes lit up when he saw him. "I heard you're Pinot's long-lost brother...!"
Although Wen Zichuan had nothing to do with Pinault's abandonment, he always felt guilty and would not unilaterally disclose their relationship without his sister's permission.
But Zhou Yitang already knew about it, which showed that Pinot didn't mind that much.
"It's summer vacation now. She doesn't go out to play with her classmates and instead stays with me every day." Pinot smiled helplessly.
"What's so fun about the classmates? They don't like Teacher An, they don't like dubbing, and they don't like writing stories." Zhou Yitangfei and Pinot sat down on a sofa. He held her arm and clung to her affectionately. "I'm sticking with you. You can't drive me away."
Watching the two of them making noise and laughing, although it was noisy, it was not entirely a bad thing.
Pinault lives alone all year round and feels a bit lonely. Having a lively and lovely girl who often comes to talk to her can actually make her feel at ease.
"How are you feeling?" Wen Zichuan asked, leaning forward.
"It's okay, it's been pretty stable lately." Pinot smiled.
"Well, what do you say?" Wen Zichuan glanced at Zhou Yitang, asking whether he should send her away.
Zhou Yitang's eyes were determined as if she wanted to join the party. She pursed her lips, made a "lock" gesture, and then handed the sorted information to Wen Zichuan.
It seems that she has already "joined the gang".
Sally was worthy of being Qin Zhihan's right-hand man during his lifetime. With just a name and an ambiguous identity, she was able to lock onto this person in the mixed crowd of Senodang.
"We guessed correctly. He is one of the most experienced connoisseurs of Chinese descent in Sinodang. He has examined countless Chinese cultural relics. Although Father Qin doesn't have a close relationship with him, he has heard of him." Pinot said seriously.
"Then he must have resold cultural relics. After all, he knows so much about it." Zhou Yitang inferred, holding his chin.
The more Wen Zichuan looked through the documents, the more solemn his expression became. The documents recorded many outflow cultural relics that Wen Duo had seen. Without exception, they were all priced high and eventually acquired by more powerful and higher-ranking institutions or individuals.
Furthermore, the reason why Qin Zhihan was able to record them shows that he only tracked down these during his lifetime. In addition to these, the number of cultural relics that were identified by Wen Duo and then resold would probably be more, not less.
Therefore, even if Wen Duo has no direct connection with the ancient tomb robbery and the girl kidnapping case, it does not prove that he is innocent.
What he did abroad made it more difficult for the lost cultural relics to return to China. He betrayed his homeland and lost his original intention. In any case, he should not and does not deserve to be forgiven.
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