When it comes to love, top-tier traffic stars just can’t get along with money…
On the Autumnal Equinox, the dual male lead drama premiered as scheduled.
The publicity and promotion team under the guidance of Wei Jing made great plans and made sure that the first climax of the plot happened to be stuck during the National Day Golden Week. Various pre-recorded footage and interviews were released one after another, and the film became a hot topic on major platforms, setting off an overwhelming discussion.
The characteristic of a drama with two male protagonists is that, in addition to everyone being happy with the CP of the characters in the drama, even the real-life CP of "World Famous" also makes fans enjoy it.
"Look! I found some new trash! It's the same car that Teacher Wen and Teacher Wei take to and from get off work!"
"Ahhh, I'm into it every day! 'The World Heard' is so sweet! Mommy, I got it for real this time!"
"Based on my ten years of experience with dating, I know they're definitely real! Their little gestures are filled with love!"
No matter how much buzz there is on the Internet, the reality is that Wen Zichuan's work schedule is too full and he has no time to watch his own drama in person.
While eating lunch with Su Zhuo, Wen Zichuan saw him giggling while browsing his phone, so he took a look out of curiosity.
As expected, the behind-the-scenes editor did include the scene where "he was distracted and Shi Wenyao accidentally hit him", but the focus was not on how he and Shi Wenyao interacted, but on Wei Xiaoming next to him.
The way Xiaoming jumped forward with a look of shock on his face and immediately came over to comfort him became irrefutable evidence of what they were talking about in the eyes of fans who analyzed the scene frame by frame.
"What's so funny about this?" Wen Zichuan didn't understand Su Zhuo's funny point.
"It's not funny," Su Zhuo laughed so hard he couldn't hold his chopsticks steady. "Teacher Wei's jumping around was just too funny."
Wen Zichuan deliberately frightened him: "You work for Mr. Wei, and you dare to say that his beloved is funny?"
Su Zhuo held the phone against his head and begged for mercy: "Oh, I was wrong. Teacher Wen, don't bear grudges. Please don't let President Wei know."
The drama had been airing for a week, and the fans were really into it. The number of fans of Wen Zichuan and Wei Xiaoming increased exponentially, and they received a lot of business invitations.
Overall, although there were individual activities, there were obviously more activities where the two of them did together. And without exception, Wei Jing seemed to have lost contact and never appeared in front of Wei Xiaoming.
Everyone in the industry knows that the more a celebrity’s popularity rises, the more sensitive their marital status becomes.
Most fans cannot accept that their idol, who is covered with a halo, is actually a scumbag who has dated many people, and even secretly married and had children, cheated on his wife, and had multiple affairs. Once discovered, it is simply unforgivable.
After all, the power of quitting being a fan and turning against someone is much stronger than the black forces that suddenly appear out of nowhere.
When Xie Bing organized a meeting, he repeatedly instructed all the artists in the company: "Even if you have it, even if you can't divide it up for a while, you must hide it openly!"
If anyone has any problems in this regard, the company will be forced to conduct crisis public relations, and the anti-black team and streaming costs will be borne by the artist himself.
Everyone in the company knew about the affair between Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming, but President Wei seemed to have set an example for an artist, saying he wouldn't come and he really didn't come.
Fans dug up every detail of Wei Xiaoming's experience from going abroad to returning home, but they couldn't find any connection with his godfather. They were so cautious that Wen Zichuan realized that no one could resist money.
Su Zhuo took two mouthfuls of rice and said, "Boss Wei has already avoided suspicion, so what about you and Teacher Xiao Cheng..."
Wen Zichuan shook his head, his eyes lowered: "Let's not talk about him. Anyway, we are all very busy during this period."
From Lin Hanzhen's death to cremation and funeral, Wen Zichuan was almost in a state of paralysis.
The human brain seems to have a protective mechanism. If you encounter extreme pain, it will make you feel paralyzed to protect your body functions from being damaged by extreme emotions.
He couldn't remember how many times he had said "I like" and "I love" to Cheng Sizhou, but he was still scared and ran away.
He, who has always been frugal, locked himself in the kitchen and ran water for almost ten minutes just to wash an empty bowl that had not even a drop of noodle soup left.
In the past, he admitted that sometimes he was too eager, too reckless, and not thoughtful enough.
But they had experienced life and death together in Longji Mountain. When faced with danger, Cheng Sizhou would stand in front of him without hesitation. If it wasn't for love, how could he be so selfless?
Since there is love, why is he unwilling to face his own heart?
This time, Wen Zichuan only wasted two minutes before forcing himself to let it go.
He is so busy that the time for eating and sleeping is extremely compressed. Thinking too much only adds to his troubles.
On Saturday night, Wen Zichuan saw that Su Zhuo was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, so he asked him to go back first and asked Leng Sui to drive him to sign the contract.
The place for signing the contract was chosen to be the Lin family shop. Through a roller shutter door, there was a large workbench inside. The table was covered with layers of absorbent cloth, as well as a paperweight, inkstone, pen holder and some desktop ornaments.
Lin Xin arrived early. She sat at the table, her face pale and her eyelids wrinkled like rocks.
The agent seemed to be reminding her which clauses in the contract she needed to pay attention to, but she just listened silently without saying anything.
Nowadays, Wen Zichuan has to be extremely careful no matter whether he is on a public or private trip. Even if he comes to this secluded old town at night, he has to wear a mask and sunglasses.
Seeing Lin Xin, Wen Zichuan took off his sunglasses and sat next to her: "Teacher Lin."
Lin Xin nodded: "Everything is ready. Take a final look. If there is no problem, you can sign it."
A scanned copy of the contract had been sent to him in advance. He had reviewed it and also asked the legal department to review it. Both parties conducted the transaction in good faith and there were no twists and turns.
Wen Zichuan followed the agent's instructions and reviewed the slightly special details one by one. When he was about to sign, he found that the transaction price of three million agreed in advance had become zero in the contract.
"What's going on with the price?" He looked at the agent, wondering if there was a mistake.
"That's what the seller wants," the agent said to Lin Xin, rubbing his hands. "Right, Mr. Lin?"
"Wen Zichuan." Lin Xin called his name in full for the first time. "This shop is the Lin family's ancestral property. I didn't want to sell it."
"Then why did you...?"
"My father wanted to pass it on to Chiang, but Chiang said he didn't discriminate between sons and daughters and would pass it on to our daughter in the future..."
Having said this, Lin Xin fell into a long pause. Wen Zichuan and the agent did not urge her, but listened to her patiently.
"Now it seems that it has only one owner, Xiao Zhou. But Xiao Zhou... has been bullied by us, by us elders. We forced him to get married, forced him to bring happiness to Jiang... He..."
Wen Zichuan knew what she wanted to say. After Cheng Sizhou's sexual orientation was exposed, everyone was hurt and there was no winner.
"He was such an obedient child since he was young, but now he says he won't go home! He doesn't want us anymore...!"
"How could he not want you? He cares about his family the most. For Mr. Jiang, he was in Longji Mountain and he was willing to give up his life."
Lin Xin covered his eyes and cried. Perhaps he had been crying for too long recently, and no tears could flow. He could only sob intermittently, "Xiao Zhou is too sensible... If he knew that I left the shop to him, he would definitely not let me go and would even take care of me until the end of my life... I might as well sell the shop and put the money into his account..."
"It's the same if you sell the shop to me and keep the money."
"I may be old, but I'm not stupid!" Lin Xin hurriedly grabbed Wen Zichuan, frightening Leng Sui so much that he almost attacked him. "After Xiao Zhou came back, he told me everything about Dragon Ridge Mountain and the ancient tomb. Our Lin family wronged your father for so many years, but you didn't blame us and treated him well with all your heart. If I sold the shop to you and took your money, what would become of our family?!"
"Teacher Lin..." It was rare for them to put aside their past grudges, and Wen Zichuan changed to a more intimate name. "Aunt Lin, those things happened too long ago. Let's put them aside."
Lin Xin shook his head firmly. "I won't take the money anyway. If you really want it, sign the contract and take the shop away. If you don't want it, I'll sell it to someone else. I won't be able to control whether it's demolished or renovated in the future."
Wen Zichuan looked around. The general appearance of the Lin family shop was almost unchanged from more than 20 years ago. The front was the shop and the back was the residence. In the corridor connecting the front and the back, Cheng Sizhou had hugged him and coaxed him. That was the beginning of all the entanglements of fate.
Yangliu'an has been demolished. If the Lin family shop is also gone, then what is left between them?
"Aunt Lin, I signed the contract, but it doesn't count as my purchase. It's considered a deposit under my name. Is that okay with you?" Wen Zichuan couldn't bear to be hard-hearted towards her. Even if it would be troublesome afterwards, he had to leave a way out for this lonely elder.
"Wen Zichuan, you said it, let's put things in perspective." Lin Xin slowly held his hand. "The Lin family has nothing left. As long as you and Xiao Zhou are well, it's a blessing for us elders..."
Lin family.
When Wen Zichuan picked up the pen to sign, he thought of his mother because of these two words.
Lin Hanzhen once said that if he met someone he liked in Dengyuan, she would shamelessly ask a distant sister to help bring them together.
"Aunt Lin, I want to ask you something," he paused before mustering up the courage to ask, "My mom said that in the Lin family's ancestors, a pair of siblings got married, so their descendants didn't live long. Is that true?"
"Well, I only heard about this. Those siblings were so determined to be together that no one could persuade them to stay, they were even willing to break off relations with their family... Later, that branch split off and became estranged from us..."
"Could this be a genetic problem?"
"It's against human ethics to have siblings...it's definitely going to have an impact. If you're worried, go find a testing agency and get it checked out."
In fact, even though Lin Xin didn't say it, Wen Zichuan had also thought about genetic testing.
Because in his memory, his grandparents passed away one after another when he was very young. Roughly speaking, they should have lived to be over 50 years old.
Wu Heng predicted for her mother that she could only live to the age of fifty.
If fifty is the end of his life, he is already twenty-five this year, which means he is more than halfway there.
After saying goodbye to Lin Xin, I looked at the time and it was not yet nine o'clock.
"Where are we going next?" Leng Sui asked as he started the car.
Wen Zichuan was feeling confused. He still lived in Tianchen Lake, but he didn't want to go back to Tianchen Lake.
Seeing him hesitant, Leng said casually, "Boss Wei has booked a place tonight at Lilemen. Do you want to go and have some fun? We all know each other here, so we can have a couple of drinks and relax."
Wen Zichuan answered nonchalantly: "Go ahead. We have to give Mr. Wei face."
Leng Sui turned the steering wheel with his left hand, took out a square box from the armrest with his right hand, and unfastened it with one hand: "Put it on."
Wen Zichuan took a look and saw that it was the watch that symbolized the identity of Xingyu Feiyu artist. It seemed that Leng Sui had planned to take him there a long time ago and even prepared his "identity certificate" for him.
"I know you don't like it," Leng Sui continued after hearing the sound of the clasp closing, "but this is also part of the job, so just be patient."
"I don't dislike it, I just need to adapt." Since he chose this path himself, Wen Zichuan didn't need to pretend to be noble.
"You have a different identity now, so it won't be too difficult to adapt."
"What?"
"It's nothing, you'll understand when you get there."
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