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

"CCTV-8? Prime time?"

Yu Le switched his phone to his other hand and pulled up the collar of his military coat to block the cold wind from getting into his neck.

CCTV-8 in 2003 was a national-level traffic magnet.

From ninety-nine-year-olds to toddlers, this channel basically dominates their evenings.

Being able to broadcast there is equivalent to showing your face to all the people of China.

On the other end of the phone, Li Dawei's voice was so excited, it sounded like he had just won the lottery; you could practically feel his spittle flying through the receiver.

"Yes! It was just finalized! The station leaders watched the film and were extremely satisfied! They said it has reached a new level of excellence in period dramas set in the Republican era!"

"Look, we're about to have the premiere celebration, and we also need to record a few interview programs. Brother Yu, Qianqian is the second female lead, we can't do this promotion without her! Besides, you promised her!"

Yu Le tucked the thermos under his arm and picked at his ear.

"Director Li, have you forgotten that this girl is still leveling up in the deep mountains and forests?"

"Zhang Jizhong, that big-bearded fellow, is looking at Qianqian like she's his own eyeball, as if he wants to lock her up in a cage. How could he let her out?"

"That depends on your skills!"

Li Dawei chuckled on the other end, his tone carrying a hint of flattery and cunning.

"Besides, if Xixi becomes popular, it's a great thing for 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils'! It's a win-win situation! You should talk to Lao Zhang about it; he'll definitely understand."

I hung up the phone.

Yu Le looked at the call duration displayed on the screen and clicked his tongue.

This Li Dawei, his abacus beads have even fallen all the way to Zhejiang.

But he's not wrong.

Although Bai Xiuzhu is a spoiled young lady, her face is just too stunning.

Once "The Story of a Noble Family" airs, this girl's popularity will definitely increase significantly.

When Zhang Jizhong plays Wang Yuyan again with the title of "rising star", he will probably be laughing in his dreams.

Yu Le put his phone back in his pocket, picked up his thermos, and swaggered toward the director's studio with an air of nonchalance.

At that moment, Zhang Jizhong was squatting behind the monitor eating a boxed lunch.

"Old Zhang, you've got a good appetite."

Yu Le moved a small stool over and sat down next to him, casually taking out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket and cracking them open with a loud cracking sound.

Zhang Jizhong shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth without looking up.

"Spit it out. You don't come here unless you have something to say. You never come here for nothing."

"What are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Yu Le spat the sunflower seed shells into his hand and said slowly and deliberately.

"I just got a call from CCTV."

Zhang Jizhong paused, chopsticks in hand.

In this day and age, anyone in the film and television industry who hears the words "CCTV" instinctively feels their knees go weak.

He looked up, his large beard, still covered in rice grains, trembling.

"CCTV? They're looking for you?"

"Looking for Sisi."

Yu Le didn't keep them in suspense and laid it all out directly.

"The drama 'The Story of a Noble Family' has been scheduled for release next month on CCTV-8's prime time slot. The director there is crying and begging for Xixi to come back and promote it."

Zhang Jizhong was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a glint of light flashed in his small eyes, which had seen countless people.

"CCTV-8... prime time..."

He muttered those words to himself, and stopped moving his chopsticks.

This is a very simple matter to calculate.

The filming of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" is still ongoing. What is it lacking the most?

heat!

Even with the backing of Jin Yong's big IP, who would complain about too much attention?

If Liu Qianqian can gain popularity through a major CCTV drama before filming of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" wraps up, then when "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" airs, this wave of popularity can be seamlessly transferred and directly monetized.

This is an advertisement for freebies!

And it's CCTV that's footing the bill!

"Go! We have to go!"

He pushed the lunchbox aside, a kind but somewhat eerie smile spreading across his face.

"How could we miss such a great opportunity to shine? Even though our crew is busy, we can't let it jeopardize the children's future!"

Yu Le raised an eyebrow.

"That scene..."

"Screening roles are no problem!"

Zhang Jizhong waved his hand, displaying his heroic spirit.

"Anyway, Wang Yuyan's scenes aren't too demanding; she mainly has dialogue scenes and background roles. I've noticed she's been under a lot of pressure lately, so it'll be good for her to go back and clear her head. Um... how long will she be gone?"

"It'll take at least a week or two, right? And with the Lunar New Year just around the corner, it's inconvenient to travel back and forth like this."

Yu Le tentatively extended one finger.

"I think we should just have a winter break? And come back after the New Year?"

Zhang Jizhong's beard twitched twice.

Are we going to have a holiday until after the New Year?

This isn't asking for leave, this is trying to skip work!

But when she thought about how this person in front of her was a big spender, and then about the huge viewership that CCTV offered...

He gritted his teeth and nodded with a pained expression.

"Okay! Consider it a year-end bonus! But it's a deal, you have to bring me back a few authentic Peking ducks! From Quanjude!"

"make a deal."

Yu Le stood up, dusted off his bottom, and grinned like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

With the big-bearded guy taken care of, all that's left is that little foodie.

Yu Le swayed back to the lounge.

Liu Qianqian was wrapped in a thick down jacket, huddled next to the electric heater, memorizing her lines.

Her little face was flushed red from the heat, like a ripe apple.

When she saw Yu Le come in, she sniffed and pitifully held up the script in her hand.

"Uncle Yu, this line, 'Cousin, if you die, I won't live alone,' just sounds so cheesy to me... Could you change it to 'Cousin, if you die, I'll remarry'?"

Yu Le almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"If Jin Yong heard your brain, he would fly all the way from Hong Kong to beat you up."

He walked over, snatched the well-worn script from her hands, and tossed it onto the table.

"Stop memorizing it."

"what?"

Liu Qianqian blinked her big eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"Not memorizing it anymore? What am I supposed to act in tomorrow? Play a mute?"

"There will be no performance tomorrow."

Yu Le bent down and pinched that small face full of collagen.

It feels really good.

"Pack your things, let's go back to Beijing."

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a full three seconds.

Then, a scream loud enough to blow the roof off erupted.

"Aaaaaah!!! Really?!"

She sprang from the chair and clung to Yu Le, hugging his neck tightly like a koala.

"Go home! Go home! I want to eat hot pot! I want to eat roast duck! I want to sleep in my big, soft bed!"

Yu Le was so tightly bound that her eyes rolled back, and she struggled to pull the overly excited koala off.

"Calm down! Calm down! You're like a fairy, mind your image!"

"I don't care! I don't want to be a god anymore! I want to be a mortal! I want to eat meat!"

The little girl excitedly spun around the room, throwing clothes from the bed into her suitcase one by one.

Those movements were much more agile than when filming action scenes.

Half an hour later.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the film crew's studio, dragging their suitcases.

Hu Jun came out to see them off, wrapped in a military overcoat, and was carrying a half-empty bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).

"Leaving already? Not even staying a couple more days?"

Chief Qiao looked reluctant to part with her, mainly because he was reluctant to give up Yu Le's occasional display of culinary skills.

"See you later."

Lin Zhiying also ran out.

"Brother Le! Sisi! Have a safe trip! Remember to say hello to my fans in Beijing for me!"

This little whirlwind still carries such a heavy idol image.

Liu Qianqian waved to everyone, her smile so wide her eyes disappeared.

"Jun-ge, Zhi-ying-ge, bye-bye! I'll miss you!"

I got into a taxi.

The car started, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaving the ravine behind.

Liu Qianqian leaned against the car window, watching the scenery rushing past outside, and let out a long sigh.

"Finally out..."

She turned her head and looked at Yu Le, who was slumped in the back seat, her eyes sparkling.

"Uncle Yu, why are we going back? Is there some important mission?"

"Yes, a big mission."

Yu Le adjusted to a comfortable position and closed her eyes to rest.

"Go back to being a big star."