"Okay, my friend said that someone has sent an order to ban you in the circle. Have you offended someone?" Ziyi still doesn't know who is the person who didn't let Qin Yuhuan stand up.
Logically speaking, even though Qin Yuhuan's acting skills are poor, she has the face of a heroine. She can still have a role as a vase in some idol dramas that don't require high acting skills. It's better than not being able to get a decent drama now.
Take a supporting role, and when you meet a female lead who is a little more famous but a little narrow-minded, you have to be on guard against her from outshining you all the time. It's so cruel to have such resources that anyone who sees it can't help but sigh.
"It could be Wang Haochen from Jiusheng Group. A few years ago, he wanted to keep me, but I refused. Or maybe it was..."
Qin Yuhuan rattled off a string of names, all of which were familiar to Ziyi. Ziyi knew that it wasn't just Jin Cheng, there were a large number of such messy people in the second-generation circles all over the country, but she didn't expect Qin Yuhuan to be so recruiting. She had almost called out one-third of the names of Jin Cheng's second generation.
"Do they think I'm cheaper?" Qin Yuhuan laughed sarcastically, "I'm just cheaper when I go to events." It's because her status as an unknown celebrity is there, no one would want her if she was more expensive.
"Do you want to wait for the agency contract to expire?" Ten years later, Qin Yuhuan was already in her thirties when the contract expired, and her career had withered before she even started.
"That's my current idea. I don't know if I can save enough to buy a house before the contract expires. It doesn't have to be in Jincheng, the suburbs, or other cities with cheaper housing prices. I can buy a house, settle down, and then find a leisurely job, like a librarian. I can live a good life for the rest of my life. If I still want to stay in the circle by then, maybe I can even play the male lead's mother."
Qin Yuhuan has some sense of dry humor. It's amazing that she could come up with this idea, the male protagonist's mother.
But it is also true that female stars have a short blooming period, and it is not uncommon for them to play the male lead's mother in their thirties.
"So, what I mean is, you don't need to compensate me with any resources." This was probably what Qin Yuhuan really thought. "If you accidentally make me famous, I'll have to argue with the agency when I terminate my contract in seven years."
"I accidentally made you angry," Ziyi was amused, "Why are you so funny?"
"To be honest, when I look at myself, I may still have some hope of becoming famous." Qin Yuhuan is not overly confident. She always looks at the chips she has and everything she faces objectively.
This makes her always have an air of neither servility nor arrogance.
When faced with a gifted person like Ziyi, he does not feel inferior, and when faced with his own current situation of being a complete failure, he does not feel inferior either, but is very calm.
Ziyi: "Don't you want to be famous? Everyone in this circle wants to be famous."
Qin Yuhuan sat down on the sofa and patted the seat next to her. After Ziyi sat down next to her, she spoke, "I do, but I don't expect it. Ziyi, my past has prevented me from having expectations for the unknown. So, everything I get in the future will be a surprise."
She survives on the little surprises in life, which are sometimes tiny. Once she loses these surprises, the endless suffering in her life will instantly swallow her up.
This is a method Qin Yuhuan figured out on his own to keep himself alive.
Ziyi only knew Qin Yuhuan's ending, but she didn't know that every day she lived in this world, she was trying to force herself to see beautiful things, telling herself that there were too many beautiful things in the world, and she always had to see more.
"Just now I saw that you wanted to tell me something."
Qin Yuhuan changed the subject in a very natural manner.
"Oh, I wanted to say goodbye, but you called. I'm free so I'll watch your drama and learn about your terrible acting."
"Ziyi, you're quite straightforward. I thought you would use a word equivalent to 'crushed' but at least a little more euphemistic." Qin Yuhuan couldn't help laughing. "But it's okay this way. I don't like euphemisms that much."
Qin Yuhuan didn't want anyone to show any compassion towards her in a subtle way.
"I just can't think of any other words at the moment," Ziyi sighed and leaned back on the sofa. "When we get home, I'll look through the Chinese dictionary to see what synonyms there are for 'crappy'. I'll find a more beautiful and uncommon word to surprise you."
"So you're not going to say goodbye now? If you don't, do you want to eat tea eggs?"
"Are you chasing me away or inviting me? Do you want the tea eggs I cooked? Give me one."
Qin Yuhuan moved towards the kitchen. The refrigerator was filled with neatly arranged fruits and vegetables. She looked like a home cooking expert. Apart from anything else, her storage ability was truly amazing.
"I haven't tasted it either. I cooked it on a whim last night when I got home. I left it in the crisper for a day and a night. It should have been marinated well."
After heating in the microwave, the lid of the storage box is opened and the complex aroma of various spices hits your nose.
Ziyi didn't hesitate and immediately picked the smallest one, peeled it open and took a bite. Just one bite made her look strange. "Qin Yuhuan, isn't your salt free?"
Qin Yuhuan, who also took a bite, said: ...
“I might…” My cooking skills aren’t very good.
"I'm just curious whether your level is stable or unstable." It was a thoughtful gesture after all. Although it was salty, Ziyi still finished the whole tea egg and then drank a large glass of water.
It's really choking my throat, and my daily salt intake explodes instantly.
"I'm still learning how to stabilize it." Qin Yuhuan put the lid back on. "I should add more sugar or water to dilute it."
"So you usually order... takeout?"
So the fruits, vegetables and side dishes in the refrigerator are just for decoration?
"No, most of the time I work outside and I will pack my own lunch. A small part of the time I eat some fruit, boil some corn or steam some sweet potatoes and eggs, and occasionally I make fried rice." Although her fried rice is not very delicious either.
Ziyi discovered that Qin Yuhuan was like a sloth, doing everything slowly, step by step, and even his speech was lukewarm.
Then she thought about the drama she had just watched, that fierce and arrogant young lady...
In contrast, it can be seen that Qin Yuhuan really tried hard. At least she played a person who was completely opposite to her original character.
"Would you like some more water?" Qin Yuhuan was about to stand up and pour some water for Ziyi.
Ziyi waved her hands quickly, "No more drinking. I drank too much tonight and I'll be anxious on the way home."
"Then I'll take you there?" Qin Yuhuan turned around to see where he put the house key when he went home.
Ziyi: "You left the key in the hallway. I saw you put it there, but no need to send it off? It's only five flights of stairs. I can get down in a few minutes."
As she stood up to leave, she heard Qin Yuhuan call her name seriously: "Ziyi."
Ziyi responded subconsciously, and when she bent down to change her slippers, she found that the slippers on her feet seemed to be her size. She was taller than Qin Yuhuan, and the shoes she wore were two sizes larger than Qin Yuhuan's.
"What does it feel like to suddenly dislike Shu Baizhu?"
Ziyi couldn't help but chuckle, "Why are you still thinking about this melon?"
Qin Yuhuan's eyes revealed a perfect reflection. "When filming, there are roles like this. I find it a bit difficult to understand."
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