Chapter 391: Partings and Reunions
"Senior, then what do you want to do here with me?"
Lu Yan He didn't say yes immediately.
Of course, he wanted to nod immediately and say he was very welcome.
Just kidding, a graduate of Zhenhua, and someone like Senior He Lan who is familiar, understanding, capable, and talented—for any employer, such a person is a top choice.
But Lu Yan He still had to ask clearly.
Because he had to know what Senior He Lan was thinking to determine which department would be better for Senior He Lan to go to later.
He Lan said: "What specifically to do, I don't know either. Does this have to be based on your arrangements? My advantage lies in writing ability and expression. Of course, my English is also quite good."
Lu Yan He said: "Okay, Senior, do you have a resume? I'll ask Siqi to take a look. She is now responsible for the specific work of 'Jump Up.' I actually don't manage much anymore; she is more familiar with it."
He Lan said okay, "Then I'll send you the electronic version of my resume."
Lu Yan He suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" He Lan asked, seeing Lu Yan He's expression suddenly change.
Lu Yan He frowned and spat the food from his mouth onto the plate.
"There's sand in it."
He Lan: "Ah? Was the vegetable not washed clean?"
"Yes," Lu Yan He said. "I've been eating in the cafeteria for so long, and this is the first time I've eaten sand."
"It wasn't washed clean, right? Go write it in the feedback book later," He Lan said.
"Forget it, it's the first time I've eaten it. Maybe they just weren't careful."
"How exaggerated can a star be to maintain their figure? Even Lu Yan He cannot avoid it."
When such a sensational news headline appeared in front of Chen Ziyan, Chen Ziyan's subconscious reaction was: Which unscrupulous media is making trouble again?
There's no way around it; her artist is too excellent, so Chen Ziyan's first reaction to negative news reports is always that it's a rumor.
That was completely different from the feeling when she was bringing Chen Bige.
Chen Bige was really capable of causing trouble at the time.
So, every time such a report came out, Chen Ziyan's first reaction was "What trouble did Chen Bige cause again?"
The mindset was completely different.
When Chen Ziyan clicked on the news, she found that there was actually a small video of about seven or eight seconds.
In the video, Lu Yan He took a bite of the vegetable, and then frowned and spat it out again.
There is video, there is truth.
Many people in the comment section complained about Lu Yan He wasting food.
Chen Ziyan hurriedly called Lu Yan He.
But no one answered.
Looking at the class schedule, oh, it was exactly the time for class.
Chen Ziyan didn't wait either, hurriedly logged onto her social platform, and posted directly: I saw the video, saying Yan He eats one bite and spits one bite to maintain his figure. Although I haven't contacted Yan He yet—he is in class, wait for him to finish class, but Yan He is absolutely not this kind of person. Don't be impatient. If you really want to say Yan He eats one bite and spits one bite, don't just put the video of him spitting this one bite. How many bites did he actually spit? Put them all out. I would also spit out something if I ate something that didn't taste good.
As Lu Yan He's agent, Chen Ziyan's voice naturally has its significance.
At least Lu Yan He's fans all seemed to have received a unified instruction and began to swarm to find the media that posted the video: How many bites did Yan He actually spit? Put them all out.
Swish, swish, they sent it out, and the comment section was almost occupied.
After waiting for an hour or two, they didn't wait for a new video to come out.
After class, Lu Yan He called Chen Ziyan back. Knowing the farce caused by spitting out a bite of vegetable because of sand at noon, he explained it to Chen Ziyan speechlessly.
Chen Ziyan: "... I just said so."
Lu Yan He said: "I'll also go on Weibo to explain."
"Hmm, okay, explain," Chen Ziyan said. "This kind of bad accusation must be responded to."
Lu Yan He went on Weibo to explain the reason why he spat out this bite of vegetable.
And said—
Being secretly filmed even when eating, can you give me some private space? I don't want to have a camera secretly following me no matter what I do.
Just after it was posted, He Lan's phone call came again.
"Senior." Lu Yan He answered the phone. "Are you here to ask about the hot search?"
"No," He Lan said. "I just think it's strange why someone would film the video of you spitting out that bite of vegetable and post it on the internet, so I found a friend to check the cafeteria surveillance."
"Ah?"
"The person who secretly filmed you from that angle at that time is a classmate in your class."
"Ah?"
"Ji Qianxing," He Lan said.
Lu Yan He's heart skipped a beat.
Ah?
Lu Yan He really hadn't been in contact with Ji Qianxing for a long time.
Usually, they just attended a class together occasionally.
His relationship with Ji Qianxing was very bad, probably because the start was unfavorable, and later Ji Qianxing mocked him several times in front of the whole class.
Lu Yan He took a deep breath.
At this time, class had been over for almost ten minutes.
Two phone calls, and another Weibo post.
The classmates in the classroom had basically left, and some were still left behind for self-study and reading.
Ji Qianxing was still there.
She was sitting in the second row, looking down and writing something. From the back, the sunlight spilled in from the window, her posture was upright, thin and beautiful, and there was a feeling of quiet years.
Lu Yan He took a deep breath. He walked over.
Ji Qianxing looked up, looked at him suspiciously, and disgust and rejection subconsciously appeared on her face.
"Something?"
"Do you know that the cafeteria has surveillance?" Lu Yan He asked.
Ji Qianxing was stunned at first, then her expression became a bit panicked, and then she forced herself to calm down.
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you need me to post the footage of you secretly filming me from the surveillance?" Lu Yan He asked.
Ji Qianxing's face changed, she gritted her teeth, and refused to admit it. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Okay, since you don't know what I'm talking about, then just wait and see."
Lu Yan He turned and walked away.
"Lu Yan He!" Ji Qianxing stood up immediately.
Her shout made the people around look over in surprise. Obviously, they didn't know what had happened and looked at them all in astonishment.
Lu Yan He stopped, turned around again, and looked at Ji Qianxing.
"Apologize?"
Ji Qianxing's face stiffened.
One second.
Two seconds.
Ji Qianxing finally said "I'm sorry" in a low voice.
Lu Yan He glanced at her lightly.
"We did have some unpleasant things happen before, but we are classmates after all, there's no need to become enemies or foes. Let this be the last time."
Lu Yan He said this in a volume that only Ji Qianxing could hear, warned her again with his eyes, and then left.
Ji Qianxing pursed her lips and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
The side Lu Yan He just showed was one Ji Qianxing had never seen before.
It made her feel strange and uneasy.
—Yan He, this hot search today is too ridiculous. Do you think we should arrange an exclusive interview for you on Ye Mai Network to chat about the topic of celebrity artists' fitness and dieting? I think this is a very good topic, and it can also prevent everyone from being affected by these wrong reports on the internet, thinking that celebrity artists seem to be unable to eat properly.
—Thanks Brother Qiao, this is not needed for now. I have seen similar topic discussions in many media recently, and I think everyone is probably tired of watching them. Moreover, there are indeed many people using an unhealthy way to lose weight and maintain their figure. I'd better just do my own thing.
Looking at the message Lu Yan He returned, Liu Qiao took a deep breath and felt a sense of powerlessness.
Lu Yan He's attitude of not being influenced by oil or salt really made him not know where to start.
It was already the end of October.
When the contract was brought out, they discovered that 'City Travelogue' had never signed any long-term cooperation agreement with Lu Yan He, and each issue was invited by Xin Zixing alone.
The cooperation between 'Jump Up' and Ye Mai Network was also signed year by year.
However, they went to communicate with Xin Zixing about the renewal of 'Jump Up,' and Xin Zixing only said: "I have mentioned it to them several times, but they didn't loosen their mouths, only saying they had to study it again. Then I have no way."
Xin Zixing's attitude now had a feeling of not wanting to manage anything.
Although Xin Zixing had been denying that she would leave, Liu Qiao saw a different answer from her posture.
Liu Qiao sent a message to Xin Zixing: Zixing, don't forget to have dinner together tonight.
Xin Zixing: Okay, I remember.
In the evening, when Liu Qiao met Xin Zixing, he asked: "Tell me the truth, Zixing, are you planning to leave Ye Mai Network?"
"Director Liu, this question is asked to me almost every day. It seems like in such an atmosphere now, even if I don't want to leave, I have to."
Xin Zixing smiled leisurely, her tone a bit listless, like deflecting a thousand pounds with four ounces.
If it were before, Liu Qiao would definitely refute such a statement—why do you have to leave? Listen to what those people say.
But he didn't want to repeat these meaningless circular words anymore.
The words Xin Zixing said and the attitude she presented had already explained many problems.
The air in the restaurant floated with a kind of restrained and luxurious bustle, and everyone was laughing and talking while drinking and toasting.
But between them, they maintained a state of having nothing to say to each other, which was out of place.
Liu Qiao suddenly mentioned: "When you came to Ye Mai for an interview, I asked you a question. Do you still have an impression?"
"You asked me why a girl as beautiful as me would jump from a fashion magazine to work at a literary website that has nothing to do with fashion. You said that with my resume and achievements, I could actually go to a better platform."
After Xin Zixing finished speaking, she stared at Liu Qiao's eyes and asked: "How did I answer at the time, Director Liu, do you still have an impression?"
Liu Qiao said: "You said, because this is a company in the rising and development period, and here there is space for you to show your talents, and the future has infinite possibilities."
Xin Zixing smiled slightly and nodded. "Director Liu has a good memory."
"You used to call me Brother Qiao, or Editor-in-Chief."
"You've been promoted, so of course I call you Director Liu. Calling you other titles is not appropriate," Xin Zixing looked at Liu Qiao, a faint smile appearing in her eyes, so faint that she was indifferent.
Xin Zixing heard her phone vibrate twice.
She picked it up and took a look.
It was a message from Huang Kai: I have decided to act in 'Rouge'.
"I want to act in this movie."
Huang Kai said to Lian Xun. This time, he was not using a tone of discussion to say this to Lian Xun.
He was very serious and had already made up his mind.
Although Lian Xun had long anticipated it, he still felt a little difficult to accept at this moment.
"If you have made up your mind to act, what else can I say?" Lian Xun said. "I am also just your agent, the decision-making power is in your hands."
Huang Kai knew Lian Xun didn't want him to take this play.
"Lian Xun, what is your positioning for me? What kind of actor do you think I should be in the future?"
"My positioning for you is always doing what you should do at what stage," Lian Xun said. "You have taken on several serious dramas in a row, all of which are high-reputation serious dramas, and the feedback is also good. Among the same batch of male actors, you are the most successful in transformation. You don't need to take risks at all, just follow the current route and act steadily, and you will definitely be able to win Best Actor. However, if you go to act in 'Rouge', it is very likely that this movie will make all your previous efforts go down the drain, and the impression you have in the hearts of the audience and even fans will be completely destroyed."
Huang Kai: "There is no need to repeat these reasons. I have heard them too many times. Lian Xun, I just want to ask you, if I tell you that my current idea is that I must act in this play, do you support me in acting?"
Lian Xun fell silent and didn't speak.
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This silence was the answer.
Huang Kai nodded. "Okay, then I will go my own way."
A little anger also emerged in his heart.
What he wanted to hear was certainly not silence.
Others might be fine, but Lian Xun was his agent, and he had never changed since his debut until today.
Huang Kai always thought that if he spoke to this extent, Lian Xun should support him no matter what.
Still no.
Can they still be considered friends?
People who have fought side by side for so long, why can't they feel his mood and put aside all rational analysis to support him?
Huang Kai took a deep breath.
He left listlessly.
Returning to the house, he was a little surprised to find that the big lights in the house were not on, and only a floor lamp was lit on the table by the balcony.
Xin Zixing was sitting there, with a glass of red wine on the table, drinking alone.
"What's wrong with you?" Huang Kai asked Xin Zixing.
"I laid some things out with Liu Qiao," Xin Zixing smiled, looking down. "Thinking back to the past few years, fighting side by side with him for so long, I thought we could continue to fight side by side, but I didn't expect that we had already walked far away unknowingly."
Huang Kai: "Is that so? Does he know you are leaving?"
"I didn't say it explicitly, but he has also confirmed it, right?" Xin Zixing shook her head. "I'm too lazy to act with him."
Huang Kai went to get a glass for himself and poured some whiskey.
He said: "The things between the two of us are really coincidental, they came together."
"What's wrong with you again? Because you want to take 'Rouge', you had an unhappy time with Lian Xun?"
"That's about what it means."
Huang Kai smiled bitterly at Xin Zixing.
Xin Zixing also smiled bitterly at him.
It had a bit of the meaning of being fellow sufferers.
There is something important tomorrow, so I can't write, so the next time will be used to write tomorrow's update.
Please forgive me.
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