Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 258 These are gifts I bought for you during my trip with Gu Yang.

There are many aerial fight scenes in the drama. In order to make the movements more fluid, cool and neat, Wang Churan followed the martial arts director to learn the orthodox Wudang sword technique.

The long hours of practice caused blisters to form on the back of her hands. As she continued to practice, the blisters would burst and heal, only to burst again. Her hands were covered in scars, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, repeatedly studying and practicing each move to ensure that her movements were standard and her posture was appropriate.

During the filming of the snow scene, the temperature inside the studio was lowered to minus fifteen degrees Celsius. She wore only a thin costume and filmed the scene again and again in the freezing cold.

The cold environment caused her to have a fever three times in a row, but as soon as her condition improved slightly, she ignored all advice and insisted on returning to the set to continue filming, for fear of delaying the filming schedule.

She thought her wholehearted dedication would result in the creation of an excellent work, but she never expected that "Kunlun Returns" would face the risk of being suspended due to funding and other issues, which filled her with resentment and sadness.

A year's worth of hard work!

This was her first leading role in a drama...

Just as she was feeling down, her phone suddenly vibrated. Without even looking to see who it was, she answered it directly.

"Hello?" she asked, trying to hold back her sobs.

"Is this Wang Cheran?" a gentle male voice asked. "I am Gu Yang."

? ? ? ? ?

Director Gu...?
Wang Churan sat up straight instantly.

"Excuse me, I heard you're filming 'Kunlun Returns'?" Gu Yang's voice was gentle. "I have a new drama called 'Canglan Jue' on my end, and the second female lead hasn't been cast yet. I think your temperament is very suitable. Would you be interested in auditioning?"

Wang stared wide-eyed, speechless for a moment.

This is like a windfall!
"The Legend of Canglan" is a big-budget production with an S+ rating next year, and even the second female lead is a role that countless actors are vying for.

"Of course I'm interested!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. "But... I'm currently filming 'Kunlun Returns'..."

"Hmm, think it over yourself!" Gu Yang didn't say much more. "If you're willing to audition, you can contact me. We need to finalize things in the next few days!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang was completely bewildered and at a loss.

His boss, Liu Jun, already had a gloomy expression.

"Xiao Wang, who were you talking to on the phone just now?" His sharp gaze swept over her still smiling face. "Why were you smiling so happily?"

Wang was taken aback: "It's Gu..."

“The one surnamed Gu…?” Liu Jun interrupted her, his brows furrowed. “When did you meet him? Do you know the consequences?”

He suddenly became stern, "The contract you signed clearly states that you can't be in a relationship! If you breach it, you'd better think about the consequences!"

"Don't let the company down!"

Wang was stunned: "President Liu, I'm not in a relationship! It really was Director Gu who called!"

"No one can call! Wait... Director Gu?"

"Gu Yang???"

Liu Jun looked her over suspiciously: "When did you two meet? What does he want with you?"

“I met Director Gu when he came to our school last time. He... he invited me to audition for the second female lead in ‘The Legend of Canglan’.”

The room suddenly fell silent.

Liu Jun's expression shifted from stern to shocked, then to ecstatic, and finally settled on an exaggeratedly amiable look.

"The Legend of Canglan? Gu Yang's new play?" His voice rose eight octaves. "Did you agree?"

Wang shook his head in fear: "I said I needed to check on the situation with 'Kunlun Returns' first..."

"Are you stupid?!" Liu Jun almost jumped up. "This is Gu Yang's production! From 'Go Go Squid!' to 'Qing Qing Daily,' he made Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei famous! Now his productions are the best resources in the industry!"

"Call me back now and tell them you're ready to audition anytime! I'll handle things with 'Kunlun Returns'!"

Wang was taken aback by this sudden change in attitude and could only nod.

Liu Jun walked to the door, then suddenly turned around, his face beaming with a smile: "By the way, Xiao Wang..."

"Ok?"

“Actually, the company doesn’t completely forbid dating,” Liu Jun said meaningfully. “If you and Director Gu develop a relationship, the company fully supports it.” Wang’s face flushed red: “Mr. Liu! We’re just ordinary people…”

"I understand, I understand." Liu Jun waved his hand, his smile ambiguous. "Seize the opportunity, hmm?"

After saying that, he closed the door.

Wang stood there, bewildered, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The reality and absurdity of the entertainment industry were on full display at this moment.

Just an hour ago she was in a career slump, but now she has received an unexpected opportunity.

She was just given a stern warning not to date, but in the blink of an eye, she was hinted that she could develop a relationship with the director.

She picked up her phone, took a deep breath, and dialed Gu Yang's number back.

Whatever awaits her ahead, at least for this moment, hope has rekindled in her eyes.

……

In Yanjing, at Meng Ziyi's villa, warm yellow light illuminated four radiant female celebrities at the mahjong table.

"Pong!" Tian Xiwei deftly pushed over two cards, then looked at Zhou Ye across from her with a smile, "Old Zhou, you're having a bad day."

Zhou Ye snorted softly, slowly picked up a card, tapped it lightly with his fingertip, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Kong!"

She proudly revealed four cards and casually pulled out three exquisite gift boxes from under the table. "Oh dear, I almost forgot, I brought you some gifts."

Meng Ziyi and Zhang Jingyi exchanged a glance and silently accepted the box.

Tian Xiwei opened it directly, revealing a limited edition bracelet inside. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, isn't this the limited edition from that store in Paris? I heard there's a three-month waiting list."

Zhou Ye rested her chin on her hand, smiling brightly: "Yes, it was when I went to Paris Fashion Week with Gu Yang that he insisted on dragging me shopping, saying that this bracelet really suits me."

"Oh, by the way, he picked out yours too."

"..."

The air solidified instantly.

Meng Ziyi's fingers tightened slightly as she held the gift box, but she still maintained a polite smile: "My brother has excellent taste."

Zhang Jingyi lowered her head, took a sip of tea, and didn't reply.

Tian Xiwei rolled her eyes: "You and Director Gu are really close, aren't you? He takes you everywhere he goes, like a little shadow!"

Zhou Ye pretended not to notice the sourness in her words and continued with a smile, "Oh, well, he always says he's happiest when he's with me. When we were in Iceland, he even took me to that restaurant that's really hard to get a reservation at, but he didn't eat any himself, he just watched me eat..."

"Oh, this fool!"

"She won't listen to anything I say!"

"Oh, right, we also went skiing in the Alps. Let me show you our group photo..."

It can't be stopped, it's completely unstoppable.

The faces of the other three were almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

"I won!" Tian Xiwei suddenly pushed over the tiles, interrupting her. "Bald Qiang, you were so busy showing off that you ruined your hand!"

Zhou Ye was taken aback. He looked down and saw that Tian Xiwei had drawn a pure suit.

And if she wasn't mistaken, it seemed that Meng Ziyi and Zhang Jingyi had fed her quite a few cards.

Zhou Ye curled his lip: "Fine, you win this round."

Tian Xiwei smugly collected her chips, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "At the poker table, skill is what matters. Some people shouldn't always think about winning through connections."

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes, about to retaliate, when Meng Ziyi pushed the mahjong tiles at the opportune moment: "One more round?"

The clatter of mahjong tiles filled the air, but the smell of gunpowder on the table only intensified the atmosphere of the game...

(End of this chapter)