The harmonious atmosphere in the room was broken as soon as Shang Ye entered.
The air fell silent. A rather portly middle-aged man frowned as he looked at Shang Yechu, his tone sarcastic: "What's going on? Miss Ye, is there something you need?"
Shang Yechu smiled gently: "I heard someone calling me from inside the house, so I came in."
That's obviously a blatant lie. Leaving aside the soundproofing of the door, how could Wei Xuan and Director Liu, who were having such a pleasant conversation, possibly be talking about Shang Yechu?
But the principle remains the same: Shang Yechu doesn't need anyone to believe her reason for entering; she's just giving everyone a way out.
Even if everyone present knew perfectly well why Shang Ye Chu had entered, they still had to maintain a facade of harmony. This was the hypocritical reality. Were they supposed to just say, "We didn't call you, get out of here!"
Shang Yechu is, after all, a somewhat influential artist, and Ji Juntao has been working tirelessly for so long. They still need to maintain a semblance of decorum in this situation.
Sure enough, the portly middle-aged man shut his mouth. Another middle-aged man, sitting in the middle with a lean face and graying temples, spoke up: "The film and television center is about to close. Since you've come in, let's hurry up."
Based on her intuition, Shang Yechu judged that the fat man should be the executive producer Liu Zihang, and the middle-aged man with premature gray hair should be the producer Zhang Chen.
So, director...
Shang Yechu glanced to the side, her eyes narrowed, and she cursed inwardly.
To the right of producer Zhang Chen sat Zheng Bohan, his face grim. The moment his eyes met Shang Yechu's, the screenwriter Zheng awkwardly looked away.
The person sitting on the far right, right next to Zheng Bohan, was none other than someone Shang Yechu knew very well!
Calling them acquaintances might not be the most accurate description; calling them enemies would be more fitting.
That's right, the director of "Tianban" is Xu Hanwen, one of the "Shuanghan" (two famous Chinese comedians), Zheng Bohan's senior, the director of "Qingyun Zhuan", and the one who was personally retaliated against by Zheng Bohan and thoroughly humiliated!
What a twist of fate!
No wonder Zheng Bohan looked like he had lost his parents!
This is understandable, as Xu Hanwen, despite his setback with "The Legend of Qingyun," remains a top-tier television director in China. His expertise, especially in historical dramas, is unparalleled.
Zheng Bohan and Xu Hanwen had collaborated for many years, their tacit understanding unparalleled, and they had created countless masterpieces together. Although they had a falling out, outsiders, unaware of the inside story, would only think it was a minor conflict between them.
Furthermore, the failures of "The Legend of Qingyun" cannot be solely attributed to Xu Hanwen. Ultimately, the culprits are the various unsavory characters brought in by the investors. The problems with the script and actors far outweigh the director's faults. The industry isn't foolish; they won't reduce Xu Hanwen's value too much because of this.
After careful consideration, these two former classmates, who had once caused quite a stir, sat down at the same table again. It's hard to say whether to praise Ru Guan TV for its deep pockets, or Zheng Bohan for his magnanimity and Xu Hanwen for his thick skin.
Shang Yechu's heart was filled with such bitterness that it felt like a field of bitter herbs had been plowed up.
The script was written by Zheng Bohan; even if they didn't get along, Xu Hanwen couldn't just fire the screenwriter. But what about Shang Yechu?
As one of the lead actors in "The Tale of Yun Qing," and the most outstanding character in the film, she became a mainstay of netizens' arguments to mock "The Legend of Qing Yun."
What are the chances that Xu Hanwen harbors goodwill and affection for Shang Yechu?
Shang Yechu couldn't help but laugh. He laughed at the utterly disastrous audition, and at Ji Juntao's endless nagging instructions when he arrived.
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