Chapter 4, The Forced Cameo (1)

Jia He stared at her with bright eyes and said decisively: "Because Yi Wenze has good character"

Yi Wenze smiled, quickly hung up the phone, and his assistant A Qing was already holding the door for him from behind. The two of them entered the lobby in succession.

There is a character that has not been finalized, and we would like the screenwriter to make a cameo. Xiao Ou looked at Jia He with sympathy; for someone who is not naturally gifted in acting, this kind of thing is simply torture

Xiao Xiao was momentarily distracted; how did the topic turn to herself? With thousands of beautiful actresses on standby at the actors' union, what was the point of causing her trouble? Jia He innocently glanced at Qiao Qiao, who had just sat down beside her.

In fact, I do not particularly enjoy eating meat

Yi Wenze glanced at the place when she called him, nodded to the two people as a greeting, and said: "It was written casually, feel free to take it if you like."

Yi Wenze pushed the turntable, and the steamed bun with braised meat happened to stop right in front of Jia He. Only then did he take the lighter from the assistant director, light a cigarette, and pondered for a moment: "I think it's good"

"Not much to choose from, just make do with it," Qiao Qiao said as she tidied her hair. Just as she was about to reach for her phone, she noticed Jia He’s pleading gaze and whispered, "What’s wrong?"

Whether she lives or dies, she should have anticipated that from the launch conference onwards, this production would become the stage for the collapse of her image

Qiao Qiao squinted her eyes with a smile, rarely ignoring the text message: "Not bad, not bad, what role?"

unexpectedly saw Yi Wenze

It was not until the black curtain fell that Jiahe let out a sorrowful sigh towards the blue sky

The reputation is completely ruined

At this moment, the waiter had already begun to serve the dishes one by one, with the glass turntable continuously rotating, bringing steaming dishes past Jia He. The assistant director took out a lighter, lit a cigarette for himself, and then cupped his hand around the flame, offering it to Yi Wenze, casually asking: "What does Teacher Yi think?"

With a loud splash, a bucket of oil was poured over Jiahe, igniting a fierce blaze.

Qiao Qiao felt embarrassed, raised her phone, and continued to send text messages

Qiao Qiao broke into a smile, deliberately said "thank you" in Cantonese, and immediately folded the paper in half, handing it to Jia He right in front of her

When Jiahe and Qiao Qiao arrived, the director was focused on the monitor discussing the scene, while Liao Jing was beside him wearing a down jacket. The lighting technician and assistants in the set were busy with the lighting setup, and the low murmurs of the staff and the noise of equipment being moved filled the air. The excited voice of the assistant director was instructing the actors... All the commotion and noise pulled her back into the tension she had just managed to ease. Jiahe instinctively scanned the set, looking for a place to sit.

"Steamed buns with braised pork." Jia He blurted out the signature dish of Hengdian in a moment of nervousness

Do not fear the awakening of thoughts, only dread the realization of delay; having already held hands, let us not waste this life.

After all, it is a story created by oneself, and it holds deep emotional significance for everyone, even for the maid who serves the dishes

The ink-black tip of the brush touches the snow-white rice paper, and in an instant, it spreads and blurs, flowing like clouds and water to form a line of characters

"Not bad at all," Jojo glanced at Yi Wenze, who was discussing the play with the director, "Even if it has been soaked in a dye vat for twenty years, it is still a very profound pickled vegetable."

Qiao Qiao lowered her head and typed a message without looking up: "Internet bug, have you seen the news?"

When it was neither appropriate to accept nor to decline, Qiao Qiao had already pulled her bag and stuffed it inside

The light in his location was dim; from this angle, one could only see him slightly lowering his head, standing behind the writing desk with a pen in hand. Due to the heavy rain last night, the temperature had dropped a few degrees, and there were no heating measures on set. Everyone was wrapped in down jackets, yet he wore only a casual shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the folded pleats exceptionally neat.

Yi Wenze, however, appeared calm and composed, quietly making a phone call to his agent while effortlessly opening the glass door for Jia He.

Since the release of the promotional photos, they have gone viral online

The assistant director sat to the side, watching with amusement, and casually remarked: "Qiao Qiao, you are abusing your power for personal gain, bringing the fans in here." Qiao Qiao responded with a sound, patting Jia He on the shoulder: "Assistant director, this is the screenwriter."

"What a good word." Qiao Qiao leaned over to her side and also peeked at it.

In fact, she has always believed that being a screenwriter is a good profession, as it does not require a fixed office schedule. One only needs to sit together with the editor and other screenwriters to casually discuss and develop an outline, then take their respective episodes back to write. Even when on set, one only needs to sit in a room, avoiding the harsh heat and cold of the filming location, making it the perfect career choice for a homebody

"Can you not describe my idol using pickles?" Jia He looked at her with disdain

"Teacher Yi," Qiao Qiao ran over and pointed upstairs, "I will order the dishes, you all go up first." After saying this, she nudged Jia He with her shoulder. Jia He shot her a glance, and seeing her smile, it was definitely the expression of a madam.

Jia He felt her heart skip several beats, nearly suffocating her, more shocking than the time she saw Gu Yu embracing the shoulder of her department head.

"A certain concubine of the male lead," the assistant director added emphatically

Hey, you said, "Qiao Qiao finally took a moment to look at her and said seriously, 'What abilities does that woman have to be able to entice someone into marrying her? You are a screenwriter, you are best at character analysis, help me analyze this.'" Because of her repeated failures in love, Qiao Qiao's desperation for marriage had reached a certain level, completely overshadowing Jia He’s feelings, and she directly began to discuss Tian Chu's tactics.

She put on her coat and got into Qiao Qiao's car. The actors had arrived early at the filming location to prepare, so naturally, there were only the driver and Qiao Qiao in the car

Jiahe was once again filled with despair

After joining the group, this was her first time dining with the crew. Qiao Qiao specifically chose a larger restaurant. Before even getting out of the car, she noticed a group of people in the lobby engaged in lively conversation, occasionally pointing at a row of food. Just by looking at the lineup of high-quality, attractive young men and women, it was clear that they were also part of a film crew shooting in Hengdian.

When Jiahe is busy, they revise the script; when they are free, they browse the web and check the comments from Yi Wenze's fans

She quickly connected with the latest gossip news, piecing together the cause and effect in her mind. In front of her was the stairwell of the press conference, where Yi Wenze leaned against the wall and finished a cigarette in a few puffs. The first thing he said was surprisingly to ask the two of them to walk separately, to avoid dragging her into misunderstandings. A surge of anger burned within her, making her feel dizzy, when Xiao Ou had already knocked on the door, informing her that it was time to leave.

The younger actresses in the lobby immediately fixed their radar-like eyes on him through the glass door, their expressions excited as they whispered to each other... Jia He, who had been feeling down all afternoon, finally lifted her spirits with these unabashed gazes of admiration. Look, Yi Wenze has fans everywhere, and she doesn't seem too out of place herself

"Your idol is really quite pitiful," Jojo licked her lips, just about to look up when another text message chimed in. She hurriedly opened it to continue reading, "Tian Chu debuted very early, but he never gained popularity while singing in Hong Kong. After going to Taiwan, he was further exploited by his manager, unable to even afford meals. If it weren't for relying on Yi Wenze, he would definitely not have made it big. Well, that's it, he directly teamed up with someone more famous now."

When the two entered the private room, everyone was laughing and chatting, occasionally mentioning the actors whose roles had not yet been confirmed. Jia He intentionally moved to sit beside Xiao Ou, and only when she saw Yi Wenze sitting opposite did she feel somewhat relaxed. Actors with only one or two lines were definitely the right choice to find at the Actors' Guild; even Xiao Ou was too lazy to listen, but Jia He was quite interested and listened intently for a while.

As she pondered, she considered changing into that black down jacket, allowing herself to be completely submerged in the set, to avoid any further awkward situations. Fortunately, neither the director nor the assistant director had seen her before; they only knew her through Director Jiang's script suggestions. She only needed to stand in a corner, and no one would pay any attention to her.

In the public eye, Jiahe Petrochemical

"I am at a loss for words, I am not a screenwriter," Qiao Qiao said with a smile as she picked up the piece of rice paper, addressing Yi Wenze, "Teacher Yi, could you give me this piece of calligraphy?"

Jiahe took a sip of tea and immediately swallowed with a gulp: "I can't do it; as soon as I face the camera, my face becomes stiff, let alone facing the lens."

While I was lost in thought, MSN logged in automatically and a news box popped up

Yi Wenze changed out of his costume and wore only a simple sports outfit, easily becoming the center of attention since he got out of the car

At this moment, staring at the hundreds of replies beneath Yi Wenze's collar, she found yet another reason for her self-satisfaction

Jia He made a sound of acknowledgment, continuing to stoke the fire in her heart

What is sought is not human

The glaring headline immediately caught her attention: Tian Chu was exposed for having an extramarital affair first, while a certain popular singer from Taiwan declined to comment.

Regarding Yi Wenze's star profile, Jia He is absolutely familiar with it, from his favorite songs to the animals he dislikes. However, she had no idea that he could write in calligraphy. Suddenly, she felt a surge of curiosity and wanted to see how his writing looked. At that moment, the costume designer happened to call for Yi Wenze to change costumes, and she took the opportunity to quietly walk to the table, quickly glanced at what he had written, and her heart skipped a beat

Jiahe resignedly greeted the two directors, feeling as if there was a time bomb in her bag, unable to stay even a moment longer. She forced a smile, tugged at Qiao Qiao's coat, and shot a deadly glance. Qiao Qiao, understanding the situation, wisely refrained from introducing Jiahe extensively, laughingly suggested they check out another event, and led Jiahe out.

Each word is powerful and imposing, and the writing is profoundly deep; this is precisely the confession from the male lead to the female lead in the play, and it is also her most proud statement

The characters are not large, yet they are sufficiently impactful

A few people were talking when they suddenly stopped. The assistant director examined Jia He with great seriousness and said, "To be honest, our screenwriter is quite suitable for this; there are only two scenes, it should be no problem"

Of course, Jia He said softly

However, since they had come out with Qiao Qiao, they had to symbolically take a walk. The two of them sent the driver away and drove the car themselves, also changing to another filming location. In order to avoid the awkwardness of going back, Jia He stubbornly refused to leave, so they stayed at the other filming location for the entire afternoon. It was not until the evening, when the sky turned dark and winter rain began to fall, that Qiao Qiao received a phone call, saying that the filming had gone smoothly today and they finished early, inviting her to join for dinner

Thank you she said

Today's performance is her favorite, where the male and female leads, along with a group of aristocratic youths, compete in calligraphy skills before Empress Wu Zetian

What do you like to eat? He stopped in front of a row of photographs of food and looked carefully for a moment

Qiao Qiao laughed with glee: "I remember the male lead was betrothed N times, yet he neglected them all, with his heart only for the female lead? Quite a challenge."

Yi Wenze nodded and ordered two portions

She specifically inquired about the announcement in advance, asking Qiao Qiao to take her to have a look. As a result, she was met with a disdainful expression, along with a tacit agreement without further discussion