Chapter 1, Launch Conference (1)

He nodded: "Okay, thank you"

Jia He casually chatted with him, pretending to hold the orange juice, taking only a small sip before daring not to continue. This feeling was akin to the first interview after graduating from university, appearing calm on the surface while internally feeling chaotic and anxious, fearing that any glance or subtle movement might leave a bad impression.

Jiahe felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze: "Qiao Qiao asked me to take you down."

Isn't it always like this? Jiahe took a sip of water and said with frustration, "Regardless of the male lead or female lead, male supporting or female supporting roles, the first thing they say upon receiving the script is 'This script has issues.' They wish that everyone else in the scene were wooden, and only they themselves kept delivering lines, thinking that is what makes a good script."

Jia He saw the driver's bright eyes through the rearview mirror. She originally wanted to explain, but she truly had no mood to talk. ... As soon as the press conference ended, she would head to Hengdian with the crew, of course bringing her suitcase. However, for a woman to drag a suitcase to the Hilton Hotel on Valentine's Day, no matter who it is, the thought would be the same.

Qiao Qiao almost sprayed: "Alright, if there is something that Yi Wenze wants to change, do not touch it."

Do not be afraid, a man should wait, especially on a day like today

Humble, courteous to others, and low-key; these are the evaluations given by many collaborators

Yiwenzhe of Girls' Generation is a youthful idol. In an era when mainland films were not abundant, he unexpectedly seized the opportunity and became popular across the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and in Hong Kong and Macau for many years. However, today, he has produced significantly fewer works than in the past. Although he has somewhat retreated behind the scenes, he continues to thrive in his endeavors.

Jiahe made an effort to remain calm, and in a distracted state, realized that she should wear high heels. Being already half a head shorter than Qiao Qiao, now standing next to her in high heels made her feel like a supermodel's assistant

Although surrounded by more than ten reporters, he was still able to clearly see his profile through the interlaced cameras due to his height advantage. His short black hair and penetrating gaze left Jia He in a daze.

I said, "You really know how to stretch things out." As soon as the elevator doors opened, Qiao Qiao nearly smashed her phone in frustration, saying, "You only just arrived when we're already halfway through." While speaking, she snatched Jia He’s luggage and hurriedly dashed into the venue.

Qiao Qiao suddenly tugged at her and pointed to the right side of the main stage

Jia He watched as Director Jiang walked over to Yi Wenze, who was continuously taking photos with several young reporters. Only after the director approached did he politely dismiss the reporters and speak quietly with the director. Just by looking at Yi Wenze's profile, she found herself unable to move her feet.

Due to this statement, many reporters who had been observing from a distance gathered around, kindly interrupting the two to request individual interviews. Jia He, being perceptive, made way and exited the banquet hall, grabbing some snacks from the long dining table. After hastily satisfying her hunger, she sat in an inconspicuous corner, waiting for Qiao Qiao's assistant to take her to the car

When Yi Wenze debuted, she had just graduated from middle school

At the entire press conference, Yi Wenze, who had been smiling politely, now wore no trace of a smile, quietly smoking a cigarette and no longer looking at Jia He

As Qiao Qiao spoke on the phone, she instructed the person next to her to drive over

"How is the script revision going?" After the two released their hands, Director Jiang immediately began to press for repayment

Until the director looked up and called her again, Yi Wenze also turned his head and glanced at her.

Director Jiang patted Jia He on the shoulder and said, "This is the screenwriter, Jia He."

It was like a special effect from a script, the slow-motion zoom focusing on his smile and gaze, with his attention solely on Jiahe, forcing her into an awkward unease. However, it was just a moment; she quickly composed herself with a smile and walked to Director Jiang's side

The background wall behind him is the brightly lit Daming Palace in the night.

Jiahe glared at her with gritted teeth and said: "If they are clients, then you are the madam"

The red light turns to green, and the green light turns to red; it is all for the sake of appearances to the air, as not a single vehicle can move

Is there a problem? he suddenly asked

Indeed, being tormented daily by swords, reins, and wires, no matter how good the hand cream is, it is of no use

Qiao Qiao pushed her gently and whispered, "I will go check on the leading lady; that woman is quite dramatic and enjoys being 'valued'." Without waiting for her response, she squeezed into the crowd of reporters with a beaming smile.

She picked up the phone, and to her surprise, it was Qiao Qiao's voice: "Help me find Yi Wenze, his assistant is next to me, so clueless that he doesn't even know where he is. " Her voice was blurred by the wind, as if she were outdoors, and she seemed to be in a very bad mood. "His ex-wife, who just got divorced, is being interviewed right now. Quickly, before the reporters get the news, get him in the car. My boss hates to use scandals for publicity; it's really such a hassle!"

He also held a glass of orange juice in his hand, his fingers resting against the wall of the glass were long, and his joints were exceptionally well-maintained, yet the palm of his hand, like that of all actors, bore the accumulated fine scars and roughness of many years.

Hello. Yi Wenze nodded, his deep, dark eyes filled with laughter. Unlike the polite detachment he had shown to the reporters earlier, there was now a touch of warmth. He extended his hand and gently grasped Jiahe's hand

Jiahe raised her head to meet his puzzled gaze, only to realize that she had been staring blankly at his hand. She quickly smiled and said, "It's nothing, just marveling at the hardships you actors endure."

Yi Wenze stood at the corner, completely turning off his phone. The white light in his palm flashed and disappeared. He held the cigarette between his fingers in silence for a moment, and only after it was fully lit did he glance at Jiahe at the stairway.

Jia He looked out the window with a sense of sorrow: "If only I could wait." Press conferences have nothing to do with screenwriters; she is neither an actress nor a director. Who is waiting for her?

Jia He was startled and surprised, and only after hanging up the phone did she realize that she, as a screenwriter, had been treated like an assistant by Qiao Qiao

After the interview, I will have the director introduce you. Jojo glanced at her sideways and said, "A small producer like me might not be remembered by others; it's still the director who is the big name."

By the time the car crawled to the hotel, it was already close to six o'clock

A backdrop of considerable height, several rows of seats, and a room illuminated by splendid lights

Jia He was about to continue speaking when Director Jiang had already sent away a reporter. Upon seeing the two of them, he waved his hand.

Jiahe had no excuse to run away, so she could only follow him anxiously to the side of the long table and take the orange juice he handed her

The driver seemed to sense the aura emanating from Jiahe, continuously smiling and reassuring that they would arrive soon

Calm down, calm down," Jojo handed her a glass of water, "We must ignore him. If you dare to show a look of admiration, you will lose. I swear he will force you to revise the script and add scenes every day

When I pushed open the large door to the stairwell, there was only white light inside, and it was very quiet

And now it seems that I truly am this way

Yi Wenze looked at her and said, "Let us go drink some water"

Moreover, standing before her is her idol of over ten years

Jia He dragged her suitcase and walked to the hotel entrance, observing several small groups of young girls waiting in the cold wind, each one charming and lovely as they awaited their idol. She couldn't help but speculate which group belonged to Yi Wenze's fans, and the thought of soon seeing him made her feel a bit shy. It wasn't until she noticed the scrutinizing gaze of the hotel doorman that she regained her composure

Jia He, feeling a bit embarrassed, nodded slightly, realizing that she had forgotten it was a press conference and that reporters were waiting nearby for interviews. However, now that she had paused, she found herself at a loss for words, merely standing quietly beside the two, pretending to watch the interview of the leading actress in the distance. Yi Wenze and the director began to chat in Cantonese, and she could understand bits and pieces, mostly about the script.

"Alright," the director interrupted her with a smile, "we'll talk about it when we get to Hengdian."

Almost done, I will send it to you tonight. Jiahe was busy adjusting her mood and immediately entered a state of preparation for work. However, there are still some issues with a few scenes

After an unknown period of time, the phone suddenly vibrated

However, she also knows that it is best to find Yi Wenze now, not only because Qiao Qiao's boss dislikes malicious hype, but also because Yi Wenze has always been resistant to such news. Even as a die-hard fan, she only learned that he had been married to that woman for two years after seeing the reports of his breakup in the past half month

Jiahe looked at the time on her phone with a sense of tightness in her chest, her heartbeat quickening. The launch event had long since begun, yet she was still stuck in traffic, the destination seeming ever more distant. After all, today was Valentine's Day. In the taxis of Shanghai, couples were seated together, and it took her an hour just to get a cab. With the added traffic, she feared that by the time she arrived at the venue, there would be nothing left but the staff.

Suddenly, Jojo's voice came through, urging everyone to hurry with the interviews, as the crew would be leaving soon

Hello. As Jia He had just entered the room, her palms were still cold. When he held her hand with his warm one, her heart began to race even more.

At that moment, a very young reporter was asking a question. It was unclear whether it was due to excitement or something else, but the question came out somewhat haltingly, and his face even appeared to be faintly flushed. He, however, simply smiled and listened patiently. Once the reporter finished asking, he immediately responded to the question with great politeness. From this distance, his voice could be faintly heard, speaking Mandarin with a somewhat non-standard accent, so familiar yet so unfamiliar.

You have already brought your luggage, is he still not waiting

After circling the venue two or three times, Jiahe finally remembered that there is a stairwell here that very few people pass by

At this moment, the individual interview stage has begun, and several main characters are scattered throughout the venue, surrounded by cameras and microphones for interviews. The female lead has taken the most beautiful backdrop, striking a perfect pose, a newly emerged idol from the mainland, smiling somewhat shyly. ... When the casting was initially decided, Jia He didn't even know her name, specifically searching for information online, unable to imagine how she would portray a noblewoman from the Tang Dynasty. Now it seems, at least her figure ... . ... It indeed matched the role. When the casting was initially decided, Jia He didn't even know her name, specifically searching for information online, unable to imagine how she would portray a noblewoman from the Tang Dynasty. Now it seems, at least her figure ... . ... It indeed matched the role.

That location, of course, is Yi Wenze

Traffic congestion, traffic congestion

As she was studying how to slip away unnoticed, a reporter had already come over to interview the director

"Hey? Why are you saying this to me? Go tell the director!" Qiao Qiao snatched her cup and took a sip, "I am caught in the middle, so don't put me in a difficult position." Qiao Qiao blinked her big eyes, looking innocently at Jia He.

In the past two years, the screenwriter's efforts have seemingly been in vain, and her usual facade of calmness has completely shattered.

She had been here several times, so she was somewhat familiar with the environment. She simply set down her cup and moved discreetly among the actors and reporters, surveying every corner, yet found not a trace.

Yi Wenze understood what she was saying and smiled: "Actually, it's nothing much, but female actors have to suffer a bit. No matter how well the back of the hand is maintained, the palm is bound to become rough, especially when performing in period dramas"