"Director Dai, if I am the heroine of your choice, I will take this role!"
Ye Wan's face felt a little hot when the news was sent out.
She was the one who said a moment ago that she would concentrate on her studies and stop taking on roles.
At this moment, she was the one who answered the call.
Ye Wan never dreamed that the slap in the face would come so quickly.
Sure enough, you can't say too much.
Dai Zhuoqing replied instantly, "See you tomorrow!"
Ye Wan had a dream.
In the dream, she was no longer herself, but Sang Xi.
The whole world was silent, and she would stare blankly into the distance when the wind blew by her ears and the birds flew past her eyes.
When her world finally had a sound, the face opposite her was extremely blurry.
Soon, the man holding her hand disappeared into the crowd.
Never seen again.
Busy roads, noisy crowds, and unfamiliar faces coming and going.
When she took off her hearing aid, the whole world became peaceful again.
And she saw him standing a few steps away at a glance.
Lu Chuan?
The moment she saw that face, Ye Wan opened her eyes suddenly.
She must be crazy!
You owe Lu Changchuan 60 million, and the pressure is so great that you even dream about him?
After patting her face to wake herself up, Ye Wan got up and entered the bathroom.
More than ten minutes later, I led the sleepy little bun downstairs.
After returning from the morning run, Little Baozi stuttered while reading, Ye Wan ate breakfast, and then went out to school hand in hand.
At noon, Ye Wan met Dai Zhuoqing, who had arrived early, at the Hoh Xil Cafe at the school gate.
Dai Zhuoqing, who is in his early forties, wears a long shirt and trousers made of mulberry and hemp, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
At first glance, she looks like a female painter who has just returned from her work.
Full of literary and artistic style.
"Black coffee, or cappuccino?"
After calling the waiter over and ordering coffee for Ye Wan, Dai Zhuoqing pushed a signing agreement in front of Ye Wan, "Two copies, sign it."
???
So careless?
Ye Wan was a little confused, "Director Dai, don't you need to audition?"
"I trust my intuition, you are Sang Xi!"
Dai Zhuoqing said with a smile: "I wrote the book myself, invested in it and filmed it myself. If the audience likes it, that's the best, a win-win situation! If the audience doesn't buy it, it will be considered as me paying for my literary youth and willfulness. If you have money, you will be willful!"
The moment the girl Qi Fan appeared in the camera, Dai Zhuoqing fell into the scene instantly.
When Qi Fan wore a voluptuous short skirt and pretended to be a bar girl, holding her throat and pretending to be a bar girl, Dai Zhuoqing's hands were shaking with excitement.
That is obviously Sang Xi!
Everyone thought Sang Xi was the good girl in the small town who couldn't speak.
Only she who wrote about Sang Xi knew that Sang Xi would climb over the wall with Fa Xiao, hide by the dog hole in the orphanage and get drunk, and even throw bricks at the heads of those vicious gangsters when Ou Xiaokai was fighting.
One hit is accurate.
It is the companionship of friends, and it is also each other's salvation.
That is her own story and has nothing to do with the box office.
It's all about feelings.
Seeing that Ye Wan opened the film and looked at the paycheck, with no intention of bargaining with her, Dai Zhuoqing took a sip of coffee and asked, "Can I ask why you don't like campus idol dramas?"
"Do you want Director Dai to listen to the truth or flattery?"
"Of course it's the truth."
"The truth is, idols are just bubbles. They can appear in urban fools, so don't torture the beautiful girls who study hard and make progress every day."
Dai Zhuoqing: "...You're right! Here's to the foam!"
The two coffee cups collided gently, making a crisp sound.
On the side of the road, Shi Ruyan, with a paper-colored face, stared at Ye Wanshi, as if his eyes were quenched with poison.