Chapter 6, The Forced Cameo (3)
It was not until twenty minutes later that Jojo's sudden appearance saved her computer
There is no profile picture or description, no professional setting, only a thin line stating 'Idol, I support you' left on the main page. Strangely, the display next to the comments shows '1'.
The person behind her blocked the light from outside the door, dressed in simple casual attire. Due to wearing a baseball cap, the brim lightly obscured the upper half of his face, preventing anyone from seeing his beautiful eyes. However, everyone knew who he was
Is it really that bad? Jiahua was already feeling uncertain, and her words only made her more anxious
Director Jiang mentioned that you have been busy for two days and asked me to take you out for some leisure. Qiao Qiao did not inquire further and said, Let's go, the car is downstairs.
The time is this afternoon, with only a photograph of the airport and no text. The faint white light of the afternoon airport against a black background creates an alluring hue.
"It's fine," Qiao Qiao handed her a cup of hot water, "Why think so much? After all, it's just a cameo. Do you really think the audience is watching you in this scene? They are all focused on Yi Wenze."
She opened it and took a glance, instantly stunned by the simple three words—"Thank you"—left by Yi Wenze
She suddenly remembered many years ago, when she was still a high school student, spending an entire day at home cutting out magazine clippings and pasting them onto a notebook once the bed was filled. At that time, there was no Weibo, no entertainment news, no fan clubs; the idols she liked could only be secretly adored, and at most, she would chatter with a few classmates about them. ... Idols back then were truly fortunate, their private lives were not magnified in such a way ... . At that time, there was no Weibo, no entertainment news, no fan clubs; the idols she liked could only be secretly adored, and at most, she would chatter with a few classmates about them. ... Idols back then were truly fortunate, their private lives were not magnified in such a way ... . ... The bittersweet experiences, when magnified by the camera, all tasted the same as arsenic.
Jia He dragged the mouse, having gone through more than a thousand comments, before returning to her meager response
In the next three days, Yi Wenze took leave from the crew to return to Hong Kong for a film promotion event
In the entire hall, only Jia He, with tear-streaked cheeks, stood there all alone
Yi Wenze's lyrics are simple yet not ostentatious, yet they evoke a profound sense of happiness. Every time she sings this song, she doesn't need to look at the screen, as she has long memorized the lyrics perfectly. Jiahe picked up the bucket of popcorn from the table, listening to the lengthy prelude, and began to feel grateful that Yi Wenze is currently in Hong Kong; otherwise, it is hard to imagine what the situation would be.
In that moment, Jia He instinctively wanted to rush over to change the song, but unexpectedly, the assistant director Cheng Hao, who was facing away from the door, insensitively shouted, "Why is no one singing Tian Chu's song?" He did not realize that the atmosphere had become extremely awkward, and then he continued, "Should we change it?"
There were four dozen beers piled on the table, and in an instant, half of them were gone
As she typed the last character, her mood instantly brightened, and she quickly opened Internet Explorer. The default login for Weibo was the new account she registered that day, with only Yi Wenze as her follower. Before she had the chance to change to her usual ID, she discovered that Yi Wenze's Weibo, which had been inactive for a month, had actually been updated.
Yi Wenze maintained a calm demeanor, discreetly setting down his hand: "Regarding today's matter, I shall not pursue it further, and you need not remain in the royal residence any longer." After speaking, he bent down to pick up his 'son' and left the room with indifference
Jiahe's face was still wet with tears, and she awkwardly wiped it a couple of times. When she reached the door, she was immediately covered tightly by Qiao Qiao with a down jacket: "You have your part in this, a scene of ruthless love, almost making you act out a tragic separation of lovers. Fortunately, your idol reacted quickly enough.
On a sunny day, on an empty highway, a woman with long hair is running towards the camera, holding a black strapless evening gown, her expression of joy making the whole world envious. This is the famous music video of Tian Chu, which became a sensation across the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and beyond two years ago. It was this song that propelled her to a top-tier status.
You really have quite the influence," Jia He leaned close to Qiao Qiao's ear, "to have gathered so many people to accompany you in your turmoil just because you're in a bad mood
Jiahe had been sitting in front of the computer for two days, feeling too exhausted to grab the microphone. Instead, she squeezed in beside Qiao Qiao, listening to her occasionally clapping and cheering, and sometimes mocking a familiar acquaintance in the MV for being outdated. In her mind, she had already begun to draft a new script, contemplating whether to take advantage of the next few days to make adjustments, so as to avoid the suffering of last-minute efforts.
Heartbreak is significant; a person like her, who is pricked by her own embarrassing situation, can only put on a down jacket. She was urged by Qiao Qiao to leave the hotel, and only upon getting into the car did she realize that it was completely filled with people. The assistant director, Cheng Hao, quickly stood up to give his seat to Qiao Qiao and Jia He, while he himself sat next to another person, causing that individual to grimace in discomfort.
She was about to throw something into her mouth when the private room door was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of karaoke burst in. It was a woman singing "I Will Love You Even If I Die" with all her might. Sitting closest to the door, Jia He was startled by the booming voice that rushed in and was just about to kick the door when she realized that it was actually A Qing who had come in.
She suddenly felt as if she were watching a horror movie late at night, and someone had touched the back of her neck
"I can finally find you," A Qing said with a helpless expression. "Qiao Qiao, why aren't you checking your phone? I had to go from room to room, almost getting surrounded and caught. " Her hands were red from the cold, and she kept rubbing them together to warm them up
Who is so idle as to comment on such foolish talk
Before leaving, he specifically discussed the upcoming scenes with Director Jiang, leaving behind considerable feedback. As a result, Xiao Ou handed over ten full A4 sheets of paper to Jia He with a sense of guilt, conveying Director Jiang's words verbatim: a period of three days, and it must be revised properly.
Drinking poison to quench thirst is indeed the first skill that one must learn to become a star
Little Ou chuckled and immediately fled as if flying away
Yiwenze's assistant, A Qing
... ...
Jiahe decided to give up arguing with her
As the crowd gradually left the set, Yi Wenze remained standing by the monitor, talking on the phone. Unlike his usual calm smile, he furrowed his brows, rubbing his temples while speaking. Jia He quietly glanced at him before slowly making her way out with Qiao Qiao.
This song has an excellent melody and was once a must-sing piece for me
The dull page, the foolish comments, yet the commenter was a heavyweight bomb, instantly blowing away Jiahe's previously calmed mindset. She immediately closed the webpage, logged in again, took a deep breath, and opened the comments, still seeing those three words, still that person. Looking at the name she registered, it was clearly as ordinary as could be, without a hint of flaw.
Cut! The director, with a look of pleasure on his face, stood up and said, "Alright, that's a wrap"
Qiao Qiao looked at her innocently and said, "Did I not mention that it is to relieve your stress"
However, as soon as she picked up the microphone, she immediately froze. Qiao Qiao, with her straightforward personality, has never liked Tian Chu's pure and innocent style, so unfortunately, she really cannot sing
"I sing, I sing." Qiao Qiao immediately picked up the conversation. If the song were to change at this moment, it would truly be embarrassingly awkward.
Jiahe hurriedly closed the display screen and said, "You just returned from Shanghai, aren't you tired?"
It was surprisingly quiet all around, to the extent that one could faintly hear the sound of cars passing by
Jiahe held the paper, staring at the dense stack of comments, and suddenly experienced a strange illusion, reminiscent of the time in elementary school when the teacher left for training at another school for three days, specifically leaving behind a mountain of homework, fearing that the students would slack off
Although it was the truth, it left her, a dedicated extra, feeling completely suffocated
Jia He stared at the dazzling big screen, suddenly recalling the wedding date revealed by the media, which was around the time this song became a hit. At that time, she only knew that the lyrics were written by Yi Wenze, and naturally paid close attention, but she had not guessed the story behind this relationship
Most of the shops on both sides of the road have already closed, and the lights of the signs are still flickering. On this cold day, there are also fewer tourists. As the car twists and turns to reach the KTV, Qiao Qiao has already regained her former spirit, welcoming everyone inside. The people in the car are all familiar with each other, so there is no need for pleasantries. As soon as they enter the private room, they start enthusiastically selecting songs, one after another, creating a particularly joyful atmosphere
Jiahe looked at Qiao Qiao's slightly red eyes and immediately knew that she was seizing the opportunity to vent her feelings, estimating that she had been played again this time
Due to the strain on the forehead, wor and - map - book d documents quickly recorded countless garbled characters, piling up in an instant, as the pages continued to turn ... ...
Qiao Qiao suddenly pushed her and said: "Take a look, Tian Chu."
However, despite her complaints, she still dedicated herself to seclusion for two days, only completing the task late into the night of the second day
However, if he really comes, it is likely that no one would be so oblivious.
"Let's go sing karaoke," Jojo said as she entered the room. She took the initiative to close the computer, only to find the screen filled with nonsensical symbols. "Miss, are you under too much pressure, or have you been possessed by a ghost? How did you type this kind of stuff?"
Fortunately, she was quick-witted and immediately handed the microphone to Jiahe, whispering rapidly, "I don't know her song, you sing quickly, don't let your idol feel too embarrassed"
She calculated the time; it has only been six hours since the photo was posted, and it has already received over 1,400 comments. It seems that the idol's popularity is still quite high. Among the various comments, there are clearly several from people within the industry, but they are merely a few vague words of consolation. Yi Wenze only selected a few replies, which were casual and humorous, suggesting that he was in a good mood
She instinctively looked up as the next song was being switched.
However, a subtle gesture easily tugged at everyone's hearts. Jia He gazed at him intently, only remembering that she had no lines, yet could not think of what to do next. She could only silently lament in her heart, fearing that they would have to reshoot again
On the air conditioning display, the pale blue 24 degrees flickered incessantly. Although it was a very comfortable temperature, her heart felt like it was alternately in an ice cave and a fiery pit. Jiahe stood up, unsure of what she wanted to do, and could only sit back down, dejectedly resting her head on the keyboard, trying to calm herself.