Zhang Hehuan nodded. He understood that there should be exchanges of interests. Although An Ran was innately in good condition, this was not enough to be a reason for her to be selected by the national teacher. The drama "The Flowers of War" was stared by almost all young actresses in China. Everyone knows that becoming a Mu girl means soaring into the sky. From an unknown young actor, he can immediately become a front-line in China. It has been proved many times before.

Zhang Hehuan said: "President Luo really wants to help An Ran get rid of the current predicament, but there is no good way, right?"

Luo Qingyang didn't say anything, but his eyes showed an admiring look. No wonder his daughter was so obsessed with him. This kid's mind was so smart. He had captured the subtleties through his plausible words just now.

Luo Qingyang said: "Sometimes people are really contradictory."

Zhang Hehuan said: "In fact, it is not a good thing for Anran to become popular now. The more famous she is, the more valuable she is in the eyes of those who are interested. She is still young. Even if she is silent for two years, she will not be affected too much."

Luo Qingyang said: "This child is very strong."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I don't feel very much like you in terms of personality. What kind of person is her father?"

Luo Qingyang frowned and seemed a little unhappy: "Some things are not what you should ask."

Zhang Hehuan nodded: "Really speaking, you mother and daughter should depend on each other, but I think your relationship is not harmonious."

Luo Qingyang wanted to speak but stopped: "It's too late, I'm going back to rest."

When Zhang Hehuan left, he first found a telephone booth on the side of the road, and used a public phone to call Qiao Shengnan and told Qiao Shengnan about his meeting with Luo Qingyang tonight. He had a feeling that Luo Qingyang and Yue Kaishan were not as harmonious as they seemed on the surface. There might be unknown conflicts. He asked Qiao Shengnan to investigate the relationship between Xinhua and the Landscape Group.

Qiao Shengnan told him not to worry about this matter. I heard that Zhang Hehuan was leaving Nanjiang for a while recently, Qiao Shengnan reminded him to take care of his health.

Zhang Hehuan discovered that two women were both concerned about their bodies tonight. Are they all greedy for their bodies?

It was already 11:30 in the evening when he returned to the studio, and the lights were still on. Zhang Hehuan heard the piano sound from the rehearsal room. He thought Qin Hong was there, so he pushed the door open a crack and saw Wen Yongshi on his back inside.

Wen Yongshi played the song "Silly Girl", which was played and sung while playing, which made some progress compared to the beginning.

Zhang Hehuan walked in quietly and applauded after she finished singing. Those who worked hard are always worthy of encouragement.

Wen Yongshi realized that he was back, so she quickly covered the piano, stood up, and looked at him unhappily.

Zhang Hehuan looked at her and found that she was still wearing the old cotton shoes on her feet. She smiled and said, "Warm, right?"

Wen Yongshi said: "The rehearsal room is too cold."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I want to have a private space and I am afraid of the cold. There are not so many things in this world that are both good and beautiful." He packed some midnight snacks.

Wen Yongshi actually ate a bowl of instant noodles at night. Because of the cold weather, the calorie loss is relatively fast. I am indeed a little hungry. I saw that there were rice noodles and char siu buns inside, and I knew that Zhang Hehuan should have gone to eat Cantonese cuisine at night.

Zhang Hehuan went to make two cups of instant coffee, and handed one of them to Wen Yongshi.

Wen Yongshi said: "You are very unpunctual."

Zhang Hehuan said: "There is no way. I will go to Liaocheng tomorrow. Many things will be handled today."

Wen Yongshi said: "What are you going to talk to me?"

Zhang Hehuan leaned in front of the window and looked at it: "It's snowing!"

Wen Yongshi rarely sees snow in Xiangjiang, so she decided to go out and take a look. Zhang Hehuan reminded her to wear more clothes and followed her outside. There were very few places to light up in the entire entrepreneurial park.

The snow was not heavy, Wen Yongshi opened her arms and turned around in the snow. Her old cotton shoes did not affect her lightness at all.

Zhang Hehuan took a sip of coffee and said, "Have you seen snow before?"

Wen Yongshi said: "How could it be? I go to Neon skiing every year and occasionally to Switzerland." In his eyes, is he a person who has never seen the world? It is true that he has never worn old cotton shoes.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Do you really want to develop in the music industry?"

Wen Yongshi stopped: "Didn't you say I'm not suitable?" After seeing Wu Dawei today, her confidence was hit hard, and she even began to consider whether to give up on the idea of ​​developing in the music industry in the future.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Strength has little to do with becoming famous. The Hong Kong singers are usually not as popular as idols, and the same is true in the mainland."

Wen Yongshi said: "Company packaging is important, and luck is also important." She felt that she might not have the luck to become popular.

Zhang Hehuan said: "If you want to develop in the mainland, you are right to find Wu Dawei. He has a good Mandarin song, but it is too difficult for a female singer in Xiangjiang to debut in the mainland. Have you ever found that the Xiangjiang singers who have become famous in the mainland are basically popular in Xiangjiang and Southeast Asia first, and then their influence will affect this. After all, there are differences in the cultures between the two sides."

Wen Yongshi stopped talking. Her idea of ​​asking Wu Dawei to invite the song was to ask someone to refille the Cantonese lyrics. Suddenly, she remembered Zhang Hehuan's song "Silly Girl". How could he write such great Cantonese lyrics in standard Mandarin?

"Do you know Cantonese?"

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "I understand."

"Are you from Yuewan?"

Zhang Hehuan shook his head: "The native of Pengcheng, Pingjiang."

"Then how could you know how to speak Cantonese?"

"I learned from you?"

"When did I teach you? I have known you for a few days."

Zhang Hehuan thought to herself that you and I had been dating intermittently for several years in the past, and I spent a lot of money on you. Zhang Hehuan was not feeling sorry for the money he had spent, but on the contrary, she felt a little guilty. After all, she did not give her any actual benefits. In his eyes, money was the most valuable thing.

Wen Yongshi said: "Have you seen my movie?"

Zhang Hehuan said: "Even if it is, as far as I know, your agency contract is about to expire. What are your plans?"

"You seem to know me very well."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I am the producer and the director of Nanjiang TV's office. I have to ask about the main actors signing contracts. Of course, I have to understand your situation. Because of your scandal, I was scolded by the director."

"What's my scandal doing to you?"

"If you don't do my business, it won't work if it affects the crew. Ms. Wen's best study the contract carefully. If there are compensation clauses on it, you may not be able to compensate the crew if you really cause actual losses."

Wen Yongshi glared at him, but didn't say anything, knowing that Zhang Hehuan was not exaggerating.

Zhang Hehuan said: "The reason why you are not popular is not that you have a problem with your acting skills or that you have a bad appearance. It is mainly because your agency is wrong. They lack a clear positioning for you. To be honest, it is difficult for you to get rid of the label of a vase actor."

“That’s because everyone just noticed my appearance and ignored my efforts.”

"Sister, acting requires talent, and a person's acting is also destined. Can you work harder than King Liu? He has worked hard all his life and his acting skills are not as good as you."

Wen Yongshi said: "Don't insult my idol."

Zhang Hehuan said: "Should you improve the standards of your idol? For example, Anne Hathaway, who has fair skin, beautiful appearance and long legs. He has good looks and acting skills, but he doesn't mind acting in the vase. In the new version of Batman, he played Catwoman. He didn't see the final makeup photo. He is so beautiful."

Wen Yongshi said: "He is an international superstar, so don't compare it with me, okay?"

"Do you look at the love of Hawthorn Tree? What is Dongyu's acting skills? That's a genius actor, talent is very important."

Wen Yongshi said: "After all you have, it's just that I don't have the acting skills and I don't have the talent to sing. I'm just an ordinary person with talent. I can't even do a vase. I'm enough? Zhang Hehuan, I'm really fed up with you. I can't do it, but it's not your turn to talk about me."

"Don't be angry, I'm a little straightforward. If you don't like to listen to the truth, I won't say it."

Wen Yongshi said: "You hit me all day long. I don't want face? I don't have self-esteem?"

Zhang Hehuan said: "I want to help you."

"I don't need you to help!" Wen Yongshi turned around angrily, shook her long hair and walked towards the studio.

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Think about whether to sign your agent to me."

Wen Yongshi stopped: "Dream!"

Wen Yongshi did dream that night, and had a very terrible dream. A guy wearing a mask broke into the door and lifted her quilt, tied her to the bed, and then forced her roughly. Wen Yongshi panicked and screamed loudly. She asked Zhang Hehuan to help her, but the guy took off his mask, and the face under the mask was Zhang Hehuan.

Wen Yongshi woke up and found that it was only three o'clock in the morning. She looked at her pajamas and was wearing them well. There was no one else in the room. The assistant was in the next room and the door was locked well. She also checked it specifically, and there was no surveillance in this room.

Why did you have such a terrible dream? It's twice, and he has been forced twice in the dream. This beast!

After Wen Yongshi scolded her, she realized that she had no reason to scold her. After all, Zhang Hehuan knew nothing about her strange dream.

I have thought about it every day and dream about it at night. Does Zhang Hehuan really have this intention? Wen Yongshi shook her head and couldn't sleep anymore. She opened the door and went out, put on her clothes, and walked quietly. The central air conditioner in the studio was effective, and it was warm and there was a bit of spring.

Zhang Hehuan was not seen in the lobby, he should be asleep in the office.

Wen Yongshi tiptoed over and came to Zhang Hehuan's office door. She couldn't see what was inside. She listened and could not hear any movement. She was about to go back when the alarm suddenly rang.

Wen Yongshi turned around and ran away in fear. If Zhang Hehuan came out and caught him, it would be embarrassing.

Wen Yongshi was wearing slippers, but her speed was still affected. A figure rushed over like a cheetah, grabbed her collar and pulled it hard.

Wen Yongshi screamed, and he took away all of her from outside.

He subconsciously covered his chest with his hands. Such a big noise did not alarm the sleeping assistant Ava upstairs. This assistant was so numb.

Wen Yongshi closed her eyes tightly. Oh my God, she had worn a small inner layer from top to bottom. Will he force me next?

Zhang Hehuan looked at this familiar girl, her skin was white in the night, and her heart felt a little hot.

This should be when Wen Yongshi was in her best condition. Zhang Hehuan put her clothes on her body and coughed dryly, "What are you wandering around in the middle of the night? Sleepwalking? I thought it was a thief."

Wen Yongshi felt that even her back was hot. It should be the reaction brought to her by shame. However, what happened in her dream finally didn't happen in reality. She said nothing, lowered her head and went upstairs. When she walked halfway, Zhang Hehuan turned on the light. She ran back to the room, quickly locked the door, and then grabbed her long hair hard, feeling like she was going crazy.

Because of the snow, the flight to Liaocheng was an hour later than the scheduled time. Wen Yongshi wore sunglasses and sat in the VIP lounge. She had never communicated with Zhang Hehuan until now. Even if this hooligan treats himself as a thief, there is no need to strip his clothes, right? She came to a conclusion that Zhang Hehuan did it on purpose.

Zhang Hehuan was fine, and he explained something to Wen Yongshi's assistant.

When the assistant went to the bathroom, Zhang Hehuan came to Wen Yongshi and sat down: "You are not good at being an assistant, you can't do anything."

Wen Yongshi thought he was having nothing to say, staring at his phone and looking at the entertainment version, as if he had no scandals of his own. He was a little relieved, but also a little disappointed. After all, his popularity was not enough.

Zhang Hehuan guessed what she thought: "If you want to be a good actor, you still have to put more effort into your business and don't think about anything else."

Wen Yongshi said: "Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

Zhang Hehuan looked at Wen Yongshi: "Why should I apologize to you?"

"you……"
To be continued...