Chapter 263 Music Festival Tickets
"The paparazzi are recording!"
Upon hearing this, everyone at the table changed their expressions.
"What are you standing there for? Quickly close the curtains!"
The man hurriedly did as instructed, but everyone knew it was probably too late.
No one knows better than them what they just did.
At such a short distance, it would be perfectly possible to capture the scene of a group of people forcing Wen Yu to drink.
Although Wen Yu is not very popular, she has always had a good reputation and a loyal fan base.
If the video is released, it's easy to see which way public opinion will turn.
A scandal broke out during filming that actresses were forced to drink alcohol at a dinner party, which basically sealed the fate of the film.
Even if it can be implemented, it will be an additional public relations expense for them.
Both advancing and retreating are troublesome.
The lead investor's face darkened, and he immediately patted his assistant beside him: "Go find someone to investigate which paparazzi is following us today, and ask them about the price first."
Another representative quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "It's just a coincidence today. This matter is easy to resolve. We'll ask Teacher Wenyu for her cooperation then..."
Before he could finish speaking, the director finally reached his breaking point, stood up abruptly, and yelled:
"I told you long ago, you can do whatever you want, just don't affect the progress! But look what you've done!"
"I'm telling you, if the footage I capture delays the filming, I'm not directing this movie. You'll have to find someone else!"
After saying that, he quickly left.
The situation suddenly became awkward.
Feeling humiliated in front of everyone by the director, the two investors couldn't help but glare at the young man opposite them.
If it weren't for wanting to vent his anger, there wouldn't have been such a big fuss.
The two exchanged a few words quickly and then left.
Sitting in his seat, Zhao Xing's face flushed red and then turned pale.
Wen Yu, how lucky you are! Such a small movie, and you actually ran into paparazzi following you.
Across the table, Wen Yu was completely dumbfounded.
...Is it over just like that?
But she had already sent out her request for help.
When I picked up my phone, the group chat was already in chaos.
Jiang Ye: [What's wrong? Are you in trouble? I'll take some men over now.]
Cheng Sangsang (Secluded, Brain-Boosting Version): [What's going on, @Wenyu? Who bullied you? I've temporarily hired a private bodyguard team, they're already on their way, don't worry!]
Xu Bai and Teacher Ma, still in their usual bizarre and grumbling mode, flooded the screen with insults and curses.
Even Tu Chaoxi came out and asked a question.
What happened?
Hearing this, her eyes welled up with tears, and she quickly typed:
It's alright now.
Jiang Ye: [I'm almost there, where are you now?]
...
Outside the restaurant, Tu Yao, holding a long and heavy camera, ran along a newly marked route, avoiding all the lights, until she reached a corner.
Xiaoyu was already waiting there, and when she saw her, she jumped up with excitement.
Afraid of shouting out, she quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Sister, I'm here!"
Tu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and handed the camera to her.
"Alright, the dinner party should be over now. You can go pick them up."
The camera was too heavy, and Tu Yao's wrists ached from holding it up.
As she waved her hand, she reminded him, "Hide the camera well, and don't take it out for a while."
“I recorded a short clip, which is enough to use in a counterattack if I want to. I can sell it to any paparazzi and make a profit.”
"It's fine if they don't want to fight back; they should quiet down soon anyway."
Xiaoyu looked at her with admiration, then noticed her wrist and quickly asked, "Sister, what happened to your hand?"
"It's nothing, just an old problem."
Tu Yao pressed it, but it still felt a bit sore.
When she was eighteen, she woke up one day and suddenly felt an excruciating pain in her wrist.
But when I went to the hospital for a checkup, they couldn't find anything wrong.
If she couldn't find a problem, she stopped caring about it.
"Alright, it's getting late, I have to go."
Xiaoyu quickly stopped her: "Wait, sister, let's exchange contact information. I'll tell Sister Wenyu about this later, and she'll probably come to thank you."
Tu Yao was taken aback and was about to refuse when she met the expectant look in the other person's eyes. She hesitated and nodded, "...Okay."
After exchanging contact information, Tu Yao quickly ran away.
As she ran, she kept covering her face with her mask. After only a few steps, she passed a black minivan that stopped on the road opposite the restaurant.
Tu Yao glanced at him and saw a young man who was even more heavily disguised than himself get out of the car.
Wearing a black scarf and a full-face mask, his head was bowed so that even his eyebrows were not visible as he walked past her with his head down.
Tu Yao silently took a look and decided that she would wear this outfit next time!
After walking a few meters, Jiang Ye suddenly stopped, turned around, and found the road empty and deserted.
He turned around in confusion and strode into the restaurant.
...
In a newly opened private room, Wen Yu had gradually recovered.
After hearing Xiaoyu's account, he was completely stunned again.
"You mean, it was that girl who helped you last time again?"
"Was she an imposter, a paparazzi?"
On the side, another assistant, Sister Hong, was clearly shocked by this action.
"Is this girl also in the industry? How could she be so bold?"
Xiaoyu shook her head: "I didn't ask, but this time I added her contact information."
She handed over the phone, and on the screen was a picture of a big-eared character named TuTu, with a simple nickname.
Tutu.
Wen Yu's brow twitched unexpectedly.
I sent a message without thinking.
Hello, this is Wenyu. Thank you for helping me twice. I'd like to thank you in person. Would it be convenient for us to meet?
The other side replied immediately.
—No need to thank me for my act of bravery (Huang Dou grins).
A signature smiling face made Wen Yu momentarily lose his composure.
Looking up again, Jiang Ye had arrived.
After successfully getting the person into the car, Jiang Ye listened to Wen Yu's experiences over the past few days.
He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You should have told us about this sooner."
"These kinds of things are not uncommon in the industry, but they are not difficult to deal with."
Four years have passed, and everyone is essentially the same, but they have all grown to some extent.
Like Jiang Ye, although he is still quiet and used to keeping to himself, he has developed a sharp edge through years of participating in various music festivals and dealing with various organizers.
Wen Yu thought for a moment and then told him about how a strange girl had helped her in the past two days.
As she was talking, she suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Yu lowered her head, looked at her phone, and her eyes flickered.
She had just gotten Xiaoyu's contact information, and a chat box appeared on the screen.
"I've never seen this girl before."
"Even though we've never met, she always makes me think of her..."
She paused for a moment.
"Thinking of my sister."
Jiang Ye was taken aback.
"……younger sister?"
He nodded, "Yes, little sister."
They share the same flexible thinking and the same decisive and bold action.
They both like to grin at each other while making soybeans.
Four years after the building accident in Gangcheng, the three Tu brothers told everyone that Tu Yao had gone to school.
But the unusual behavior of Tu Chaoxi, Nan Ke, and Lin Yue, along with the silent accounts in the chat group, made them realize that something was wrong.
Despite having some suspicions, even the most talkative Teacher Ma never asked Tu Yao about it again.
Everyone tacitly assumed that she had gone to study.
Four years later, this was the first time Wen Yu had mentioned her.
The atmosphere in the car instantly turned somber, and Wen Yu quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, I wanted to thank her, but she refused."
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, "I have extra music festival tickets here. Ask her if she wants them. I'll bring them to you tomorrow."
Hearing this, she said, "Okay."
The other end quickly replied: I'm busy tomorrow (Huang Dou grins).
Hearing this, she replied, "It's alright. Whenever you're free, I'll have Xiaoyu bring it to you."
This time, the other party hesitated for a few seconds before sending a message.
—I'd like three, is that okay?
Immediately afterwards, a message popped up in the chat group.
Tu Chaoxi: [I'll come to the music festival.]
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