Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Mid-May.

Liu Qianqian was "packed up" and sent back to school by Yu Le.

Yu Le handed the script of "July and Ansheng" to Liu Qianqian and specifically instructed her that the role of Ansheng was extremely challenging for her acting skills, and that she should study it carefully. Even if she played July, she should understand Ansheng.

Meanwhile, cinemas across the country are being "swept" by a comedy film.

Lost in Thailand.

Produced by Saltyfish Entertainment, directed by Ning Hao.

In the screening room.

On the big screen, Wang Baoqiang, sporting blond hair, is holding a cactus and looking at Xu Zheng with an innocent expression.

Xu Zheng said with a look of disgust, "Shouldn't you be taking your medicine?"

Wang Baoqiang, instead of being surprised, asked in return, "How did you know?"

The audience below burst into laughter.

As the plot unfolds, a barrage of jokes follows one after another.

A spa experience for making scallion pancakes.

Thai ladyboys in the elevator.

The motorcycle was chased all over the street by Huang Bo.

The roof of the entire screening room was almost blown off by the laughter.

But what truly ignited the audience's excitement was the final three minutes of the film.

The character played by Wang Baoqiang, the online girlfriend who had only existed in the dialogue, has finally made her appearance.

On the big screen.

Liu Qianqian was wearing an extremely ordinary white cotton T-shirt.

With her hair tied in a high ponytail, she exudes youthful energy.

Her face was bare, without any makeup, yet she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She called out sweetly to Wang Baoqiang's smiling face, which was full of wrinkles and showed off his big white teeth.

"Baby."

This scene was actually filmed by Liu Qianqian, whom Ning Hao had to beg and plead with for a long time before he finally got her to do it for half a day.

As expected, it ignited the emotions of the audience.

In cinemas across the country.

A collective gasp filled the air.

Immediately following was a deafening chorus of curses.

Popcorn was scattered all over the floor.

The Coke cup creaked as it was squeezed.

Film and Television section of Tianya Forum.

The homepage is filled with red "Explosive" text.

The posts refresh so fast that the titles are almost invisible.

[Kill the king dog! Steal Sisi! The hatred for having one's wife stolen is irreconcilable!]

[Ning Hao, you have such audacity! How dare you let my goddess Liu Yifei play the girlfriend of Sha Gen!]

[My urine is yellow, so I'm here to wake Wang Baoqiang up! What right does he have, damn it!]

[The police have been called! This is absolutely a cover-up! Isn't President Yu going to do anything about it?!]

Of course, many rational viewers also gave objective reviews of the entire film.

This is real comedy! No forced sentimentality, no forced moralizing, just pure laughs! Salty Fish Entertainment is awesome!

Who came up with that scene where Wang Baoqiang gets a scallion pancake for a spa treatment? It's genius!

Are there really so many beautiful ladyboys in Elephant Country? They're so gorgeous! I've already gone!

Ning Hao is awesome! This director is amazing!

The box office figures for "Lost in Thailand" skyrocketed.

It broke 20 million on the first day and 50 million in three days.

They completely crushed the other films released at the same time.

At this moment, Yu Le's mind was not on this blockbuster movie at all.

Yu Le turned her gaze to the young man sitting opposite her.

Zeng Guoxiang.

At that time, he had not yet made a name for himself and was considered a nobody in the industry.

Despite being a second-generation star, he did odd jobs on the film set, working as an assistant director.

Zeng Guoxiang was still a little dazed after being called here by Yu Le, and his palms were sweaty.

The man in front of him was a true bigwig in the Chinese entertainment industry. Even his own father, Zeng Zhiwei, might not be able to do anything if he offended this person, so he couldn't help but be nervous.

He sat down awkwardly on the sofa, his hands on his knees, and cautiously began, "Mr. Yu, you wanted to see me?"

Yu Le pushed the script of "July and Ansheng" on the table over to him.

"have a look."

Tsang Kwok-cheung took the script with both hands, looked down and flipped through it, his eyes shining brighter and brighter as he read.

Ten minutes later.

He looked up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"This notebook... is amazing!"

"The tug-of-war between the two female leads is delicate in its emotions and extremely intense in its conflicts."

"Mr. Yu, what are you going to do...?"

Yu Le interlaced his fingers and placed them on the table, calmly saying, "I want you to be the director."

Zeng Guoxiang was stunned. He pointed to his own nose, his face full of disbelief.

"Me? As a director?"

"Mr. Yu, I've only made a few short films before, and I've never independently directed a feature film."

"This notebook is so good, give it to me..."

Yu Le interrupted him.

"I've seen your short films; your cinematography is very delicate, and your capture of women's psychology is spot-on. That's exactly the kind of delicacy this script needs."

"I'll be the producer, you'll be the director. Dare to take the job?"

Zeng Guoxiang suddenly stood up, and because of the sudden movement, his knee hit the coffee table.

He ignored the pain and gripped the script tightly.

"dare!"

"Mr. Yu, since you dare to use me, I will definitely make this film a success!"

three days later.

One of the offices at Salty Fish Entertainment has been temporarily converted into an audition room.

Yu Le and Zeng Guoxiang sat side by side behind the long table.

There was a thick stack of actor information piled on the table.

The role for July has been confirmed as Liu Qianqian.

The biggest headache right now is An Sheng.

The door to the audition room was pushed open.

An actress dressed in a flamboyant manner walked in.

They began performing the scene where An Sheng bids farewell to July at the train station.

The actress cried her heart out, tears streaming down her face as if they were free, making exaggerated movements, and even dramatically clutching her chest as if she was about to faint.

Yu Le watched expressionlessly, while Zeng Guoxiang shook his head beside him, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"Card."

Yu Le raised her hand, interrupting the performance.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go back and wait for our notification."

The actress paused for a moment, then tried to persuade him again.

"Mr. Yu, Director, I think I can try again..."

"No."

Yu Le's tone was calm, yet it exuded an undeniable authority.

"An Sheng's crying isn't the kind of melodramatic crying you're portraying. She's wild, stubborn, and prickly at heart. Your acting is too over-the-top, too fake."

The actress's face turned pale and then red, and she bit her lip as she retreated.

The whole afternoon.

They auditioned more than a dozen actresses.

There are popular young actresses and professionally trained newcomers, but none of them are good enough.

Either you're too obedient, or you can't portray the unruly nature that An Sheng possesses.

Either they overdid it, turning An Sheng into a delinquent girl.

Zeng Guoxiang rubbed his aching temples.

"Mr. Yu, this role is too difficult to choose."

"It needs to be spirited, wild, and have a sense of brokenness."

"Among young actresses today, there are very few who can handle this kind of complex personality."