The next morning.
Snow covered the ground outside the window, and Lin Mucí looked at the white snow, hearing the system excitedly say.
Xiao Ci, your popularity has increased by another zero point five!
It's three point five percent now!
Lin Mucí, on the other hand, remained calm.
It’s easier to start from scratch.
But it gets harder as you go on.
The system found this reasonable. Let me check why your popularity increased. Ah, it seems the movie has officially announced its name as "Fang Fei Jue Dai"? The cast is quite impressive, and the award-winning actress Zhao Lan hasn't starred in a new film for three years. No wonder the attention is so high.
Lin Mucí's name was listed separately, side-by-side with Ling Qianhe.
Qi Qingling's actor. Lin Mucí.
Shen Jin'an's actor. Ling Qianhe.
Lin Mucí was scheduled to shoot promotional photos for the movie in the suburbs today.
Ling Qianhe accompanied her.
As the car drove towards the film studio outside the city, Lin Mucí sat next to Ling Qianhe.
His face was devoid of any excessive emotion. He reached out to open the car door for Lin Mucí, and she instinctively glanced at his wrist.
It was completely covered by a dark silk wristband, making it impossible to see clearly.
He cut his wrist, likely due to the trauma from his mother's death.
So, when in pain, he could only vent his frustration in this way to avoid breaking down.
Every time she approached him, that faint scent of blood was real; Ling Qianhe was always the most ruthless to himself.
Ling Qianhe spoke.
For this film, Zhao Lan has hired Chen Zhonghe, the best director in China, to shoot it.
Your character's profile is outstanding. If you act well, you have a chance to win best supporting actress.
You just need to focus on acting. Everything else will be handled for you. Sister Lan has worked diligently in the industry for so many years. She is determined to make a good film. When people show respect for her efforts, others will naturally follow suit. Regardless, such good resources are precious. The entire industry might not see such an opportunity even once a year.
Everyone wants to ride this coattails.
Ling Qianhe rarely spoke so much.
He was breaking down the rules of the industry for her.
Upon arrival, an assistant led Lin Mucí to a makeup trial, and she was ushered into the makeup room.
Half an hour later, a pure and graceful Republican-era schoolgirl appeared before everyone.
Zhao Lan was very satisfied because Lin Mucí perfectly fit her vision for the character. The young girl was simple and pure, like a blank canvas, ready to be painted upon.
Lin Mucí was taken to have her photos taken. When she returned and saw Ling Qianhe's transformed appearance, she took a deep breath, feeling as if her breathing had momentarily faltered.
On a cold winter's day, he was dressed in a military-green costume, a belt cinching his slender waist. The young man had an excellent physique, standing tall and exuding a handsome and dashing aura, both elegant and spirited.
Zhao Lan couldn't help but gasp softly.
Qianhe is truly distinguished. I've been in this industry for twenty years, drifting through ups and downs, and I've never seen a junior with your presence. You are simply too handsome.
His black hair was completely slicked back, revealing features so exquisite they were beyond reproach. His dark eyebrows and dark eyes were as deep as ink. Simply standing there, he was a peerless masterpiece of the human world.
The photographer was busily snapping pictures, while the renowned actress Zhao Lan leaned in. She conferred with the director and then smiled, saying cheerfully.
Qianhe, the director and I were just discussing. Since you're both in costume, why don't we hold an opening ceremony? Today is an auspicious day, suitable for commencement. What do you think?
Ling Qianhe hummed in response.
I'll do as Sister Lan says.
The crew quickly sprang into action.
Lin Mucí, wearing a thin Republican-era schoolgirl outfit, was so cold her skin had turned bluish-purple, the veins on her wrists clearly visible.
Ling Qianhe glanced at Lin Mucí, then said something to the crew members. Soon, someone brought a large black down jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
The down jacket seemed to belong to him, as it carried the faint scent of mint that clung to the young man.
Lin Mucí thanked him softly. Ling Qianhe stood beside her, their shoulders almost touching. Lin Mucí heard him say.
Stay away from me.
Lin Mucí froze.
There are fan paparazzi and reporters taking pictures.
Lin Mucí's fingers stiffened slightly. A hint of a mocking smile played on Ling Qianhe's lips. He didn't even look at Lin Mucí.
After the entire opening ceremony concluded, Zhao Lan didn't notice the strange atmosphere between them. She assumed Lin Mucí's stiffness was due to Ling Qianhe being her mentor on the show.
She joked, attempting to ease the tension.
Xiao Ci, this isn't like your idol show. Once you join a film crew, everyone needs to immerse themselves in their roles. Qianhe's character is so deeply in love with your Qi Qingling that he's nearly insane. Xiao Ci, get closer to each other, don't be afraid.
Lin Mucí replied softly.
I'm not afraid. I understand. Mentor is also a good actor. Everyone is dedicated to their craft; he won't eat me.
Ling Qianhe was also an elegant and understated good actor in front of his elders.
His professionalism and dedication were widely praised in the industry. Except for a minor incident recently where he turned down several jobs, his agent had explained to everyone that it was due to Qianhe's health issues.
Now that he was gradually returning to work, he was the same perfect Qianhe-ge as before. Da Feng Xiao Shuo.
She hasn't acted before. After all, she's a newcomer; it's normal to be nervous. I'll teach her, Sister Lan, don't worry.
Zhao Lan looked at them, smiling even more happily.
What am I worried about? I'm not worried about your young people's affairs. You're both handsome and beautiful; I'm just happy to see you.
Zhao Lan was genuinely filled with emotion.
I'm getting old too. Back when I entered the industry, I didn't understand anything. I was only in my teens then. In the blink of an eye, I'm nearing forty, and I can already be a producer and mentor juniors like you.
Lin Mucí's words were very sweet.
How are you old, Sister Lan? You don't look it at all. Sister Lan is exactly the same as when you debuted, only more elegant and more beautiful! Da Feng Xiao Shuo Wang.
Zhao Lan was even more pleased by the flattery. Lin Mucí blinked and thought to herself that if she could appease even the somewhat petulant Ms. Lin Cuiping, then coaxing Zhao Lan would be even easier.
After the opening ceremony, Zhao Lan told the two young people to go back first. Ling Qianhe still had to go to the television station. The winter weather was too cold, and Lin Mucí, who had been dressed too thinly, felt a bit dizzy and dozed off in the car.
However, she was awakened by the ringing of her phone.
On the other end of the line, a low, husky male voice spoke.
Xiao Ci? It's Feng Yuting. I want to sign a contract worth over a billion with the Lin family. Tomorrow, on a cruise ship in international waters, I'll wait for you to personally sign it.
Ling Qianhe was right beside her, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
Tomorrow? A cruise ship?
Ling Qianhe let out a cold scoff.
He could naturally recognize Feng Yuting's voice. This little girl was truly audacious. Messing around with classmates in the hospital, and now she's getting involved with Feng Yuting. What, does she want to emulate her sister Mu Ci?
What a promiscuous little thing. Isn't she afraid of crashing and burning?