Chapter 441: Check

Lu Yan He returned to China alone and did not stay at the Hezhou Film Festival with the *Rouge* team.

This film received excellent audience word-of-mouth at the Hezhou Film Festival—on the contrary, the critic word-of-mouth was a bit worse, and it couldn't be said to be bad. Almost all of them evaluated it as a good-looking film, but compared to Wang Zhong's previous works, it was a bit less complex.

This situation was also expected by everyone. Everyone knew that the film *Rouge* certainly could not get the same good reviews as *Sanshan* in the critic circle, because it was too good-looking. Even if the film atmosphere was still Wang Zhong's previous style, the rhythm of the narrative was completely the rhythm of telling a story. Its shallowness was lower than everyone's expectations for Wang Zhong.

However, the audience gave nearly 100% good reviews and still sent *Rouge* to the first place in the ranking of films that have been screened in the main competition unit of the Hezhou Film Festival.

At other film festivals, media and audience word-of-mouth are only a reference. In fact, it is still the judges who choose the winners. They will be influenced, but there are often cases where the winning results are inconsistent with the public expectations. At the Hezhou Film Festival, because of its unique selection mechanism, it is voted by 100 film critics and 200 audience members to choose the attribution of various awards, so that often the word-of-mouth of a film's premiere can see whether it has hope of winning an award later.

And looking at the situation of *Rouge* now, it is obvious that it will win an award, but it depends on what award it wins.

Lu Yan He got off the plane, wearing sunglasses, and walked out of the airport.

Chen Ziyan drove to pick him up.

Lu Yan He was still surprised and asked: "Sister Ziyan, why did you come in person?"

Chen Ziyan is getting busier and busier with work now, and rarely has time to be responsible for such trivial matters.

Chen Ziyan said: "I made an appointment with a doctor for you to take a look."

"Ah?" Lu Yan He was stunned, "What?"

Chen Ziyan said: "Didn't your expression get out of control? This is too rare, you must have a checkup."

Lu Yan He: "It's not that serious, I guess it's just that I didn't manage my expression well for a while."

"You don't need to manage your expression, your expression is very normal when you don't manage it," Chen Ziyan said, "It's always right to be careful, go for a checkup, so that you don't really have any problems at a young age."

Lu Yan He was speechless by the retort: "..."

Wang Biao also said: "Little Brother Lu, Sister Ziyan is right, you go to the hospital for a checkup, it's better if there's nothing wrong, if there's really something, you can find it early and treat it early."

Lu Yan He: "..."

The doctor was specifically made an appointment by Chen Ziyan through connections.

For an artist like Lu Yan He, seeing a doctor is no different from entering a police station in a sense—once the news leaks out, it will definitely cause the public to have all kinds of guesses.

Lu Yan He actually wanted to ask which department this doctor was from, but he was embarrassed to ask. He always felt that if the answer was a bit outrageous—such as psychiatry, he would not be able to help but complain about Chen Ziyan, even if he knew she was for his own good.

The doctor asked about his recent situation and asked: "Is the pressure high?"

Lu Yan He shook his head, "There is no pressure."

The doctor smiled and said: "Then your mentality is really good. I thought that since you are so young and want to write, direct, and act in a film, the pressure must be unbearable. I have other clients who can't sleep all night because of a very important job."

Lu Yan He thought for a while and said: "I personally feel that there is no pressure, and there is no situation like insomnia. However, the work and rest might be a bit abnormal recently, sometimes sleeping late."

The doctor nodded and didn't continue to ask about "pressure," as if he just used it as an option to exclude. He asked about other aspects of Lu Yan He, from life to work, from recent mood to long-term expectations.

Then, the doctor took him to another room.

The room is tidy and clean.

Inside, there is a small table with a test paper and a pen on it.

The doctor said: "You answer these questions."

Lu Yan He looked at him with a rather strange expression and asked: "What test is this?"

"I'll tell you after you finish answering," the doctor smiled and said.

Lu Yan He: "..."

However, after Lu Yan He finished answering, he was not told what test this was.

He was taken to other rooms by this doctor and was checked and tested by some instruments.

Throughout the process, Lu Yan He felt like a puppet being manipulated, acting according to instructions throughout.

"Did you see anything?"

The assistant put down the telescope in his hand and shook his head at Zhou Shuchun.

Zhou Shuchun took the telescope from the assistant's hand and looked at the small building diagonally opposite the car. Indeed, he couldn't see anything, so he could only put down the telescope.

"Brother Chun, why did we come to film Lu Yan He again? Didn't you say we couldn't film anything?" the assistant asked with a puzzled face.

Zhou Shuchun snorted lightly and said: "What do you know? Others are still staying at the Hezhou Film Festival, but he ran back alone. Something must have happened. After *Rouge* premiered at the Hezhou Film Festival, the word-of-mouth was very good. Many media regard it as a strong contender for the grand prize of this Hezhou Film Festival. Which artist would be willing to come back at this time."

The assistant thought for a while and said: "It's quite normal for Lu Yan He to be willing. He often participates in international film festivals, and it feels like international film festivals are not that precious to him."

"Are you stupid? Who told you about international film festivals? Now the film written by Lu Yan He is very likely to win a big prize. Do you know what this means?" Zhou Shuchun said, "Look at how much Wang Zhong's status has improved after a Best Director award at the Xitu'er Film Festival. Do you think Lu Yan He would leave at this time if it wasn't a very important matter?"

The assistant suddenly realized.

"So that's it."

He asked: "Then what would be an important matter?"

Zhou Shuchun took a deep breath.

"Shut up!"

After saying this, he couldn't help but continue: "If I knew, why would we be squatting here? We would have made a fortune long ago!"

He looked at the stupid assistant and began to think about why he would find such a stupid assistant? -

After the test, Lu Yan He sat in the lounge waiting for the results.

Only Wang Biao and Zou Dong accompanied him.

Chen Ziyan didn't know where she went.

I don't know if the full set of checks gave him some kind of psychological suggestion, Lu Yan He suddenly became a bit nervous, worried that he would really be checked for some problems.

He really didn't feel that he had any problems.

And at the same time, in another room, the doctor was talking to Chen Ziyan about the results of the checkup.

"Let's talk about the good side first. From the checkup, he doesn't have any serious problems. However, I analyzed it. The perfunctory presentation in the video is actually not perfunctory. If you look at it carefully, you will know that he completely lost control of his expression. Through chatting with him, it can actually be known that he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him at that time, nor did he feel that his expression was perfunctory. Then the problem here is a bit serious."

"To put it in the worst result, his self-cognition and actual nerve control have deviated. He can't even realize that his expression has a problem. This may be a problem in the nervous system. The test results also show that the pressure and anxiety in his subconscious are much greater than what he said himself. He is not as calm, steady, and optimistic as he appears."

Chen Ziyan frowned and looked at the doctor in surprise.

The doctor said: "In this era, people will have some mental problems more or less, but his situation is more serious. His values in all aspects are much higher than the normal standard, but we can't see anything from his surface. He himself didn't realize it at all."

Chen Ziyan: "Why is this?"

"Through what you told me and what he just said, the conclusion I can draw at present is that since the college entrance examination, he has been busy with various work and has to deal with study. Especially in the past three years, the changes in his work are so great that it may exceed the span of ten or even twenty years of other artists," the doctor said. "He spent this stage in a way that others find incredible, from an artist in a trough to a top actor. However, correspondingly, the people and things he contacts, and the responsibilities and pressures he faces, are also growing."

"The impression that people around him have formed that he is a genius and that he will succeed in everything he does will actually bring him invisible constraints and burdens. He can succeed in everything he does, which is certainly not just a miracle and luck, but because he holds an attitude of must do well and succeed in everything. And he may also hypnotize himself over and over again that he can do it, he is okay. Over time, his spirit is tense, lasting until a certain critical point, even he himself didn't realize it, and suddenly collapsed, couldn't control it, and his inertial memory made him think that he was still in a normal state."

Chen Ziyan was stunned.

So serious?

How could it be so serious?

However, Chen Ziyan wanted to refute, but couldn't refute a single word. Because every word the doctor said could find a basis in Lu Yan He. Indeed, the time of the past three years has made everyone form the impression that "Lu Yan He will succeed in everything he does," and also made everyone maintain high expectations for Lu Yan He. Lu Yan He usually looks very calm, and Chen Ziyan often praises him for having maturity and calmness beyond his peers. But this is actually a sign—

Maturity and calmness beyond his peers, isn't it an abnormality itself?

Chen Ziyan's face almost couldn't hold back.

"In this situation, what should I do?" Chen Ziyan asked.

The doctor said: "Reduce his work, reduce the people and things he has to deal with every day. You can't keep letting him put aside reality and enter the performance world of other personalities, and at the same time let him become an operator who faces reality, calculating interpersonal relationships, interests, and gains and losses every day. An ordinary person will feel double the mental burden if he does two jobs a day, not to mention someone like him who has high intensity and strives to do every thing particularly well."

Chen Ziyan took a deep breath.

The doctor's words were like a giant hammer, smashing hard on her heart.

Isn't this the status quo of Lu Yan He in the past two years, especially this year? -

"They are out!" the assistant shouted.

Zhou Shuchun roared in a low voice: "Keep your voice down!"

The assistant was trained by Zhou Shuchun, and his head drooped instantly.

Zhou Shuchun glared at him with hatred for iron not becoming steel, but the camera in his hand didn't rest, taking many photos.

Until that car disappeared.

The assistant asked: "Brother Chun, are we not following?"

Zhou Shuchun took a deep breath, "You follow, I'll go see where this is first."

He got out of the car, crossed the road, pretended to be a tourist, took a few photos of some buildings around, as if he was just interested in this place, and came to this building blocked by a large iron gate.

It's a pity that there is no mark on this building. Looking from the outside, you can't see what this place is at all.

Zhou Shuchun even wanted to climb over the wall to see what this place was at this time.

The more secret this place is, the more it means that it is not simple inside, otherwise, it would not be so mysterious.

On the way back, Lu Yan He's mood was inexplicably heavy.

Chen Ziyan didn't hide anything from him, and let the doctor tell him what he said to her again without changing a word.

Lu Yan He didn't accept it at first, feeling it was too exaggerated. He didn't feel these things at all himself, how could he suddenly become a situation where his pressure value was exploding and even affecting his nerves?

However, when the doctor finished saying all the words, Lu Yan He had to accept that he might really... have some problems?

The atmosphere in the car was a bit dull.

No one spoke.

Zou Dong drove, and Wang Biao sat in the passenger seat.

Chen Ziyan turned to look at Lu Yan He several times, wanting to speak but stopping.

Lu Yan He thought that he might really have to make some trade-offs. He did too many things, filming, going to school, writing scripts, doing projects, calling and meeting different people every day... especially recently, he became the director of *Love Letter*, and there were more things to manage. He had to meet at least two groups of people a day and make no less than ten calls.

Did he really never feel tired? Of course there are. However, he always felt that tiredness and fatigue were too normal. As long as he gritted his teeth and supported this period, and rested well for a few days later, he could recover.

Chen Ziyan suddenly said: "Yan He, *Love Letter*..."

"Sister Ziyan, I will continue to do *Love Letter*, but I will try my best not to be a director in the future," he said.

Lu Yan He felt that his excessive pressure recently was caused by the director's work of the film *Love Letter*.

He had to rationally deal with all kinds of trivial, complicated things, and he had to pull away to think aesthetically and emotionally about how to express the story of this film, just like a person who has to deal with how the traffic lights of a whole city should be designed to make the city's traffic smooth, and also has to think about how to make these traffic lights integrate into the city in just the right way.

Not a second early, not a second late, let the timing be just right—

Lu Yan He felt that he might not be tired, but that he gave himself too many similar ideological burdens and pressures.

"It may also be that the pressure of many things in the company has been added to you," Chen Ziyan said, "Many jobs should have been the producer's work. Because this film is invested and controlled by ourselves, all the work that was originally shared by others has come to you alone."

Lu Yan He said: "When I made the decision to do this film myself, I had to bear these. We are not professional in the first place, we can only learn while doing. But now I have been told that I overestimated myself."

Chen Ziyan nodded, "Regardless of whether it is as the doctor said, you have expression loss of control due to excessive pressure, at least this problem has been checked out. Otherwise, if it continues like this, I don't know what problems will arise. Forget about the film *Love Letter*, the subsequent plays should not be controlled by ourselves."

"Well," Lu Yan He nodded.

Lu Yan He returned to Ziyuanqiao in the evening.

Li Zhibai and Yan Liang were still in the crew and hadn't wrapped up.

It was still just him alone.

However, there are people who come to clean up regularly, even if they haven't lived here for a long time, it is still as clean as ever.

After Lu Yan He came back, he put the suitcase aside and returned to the room.

Finally, he was left alone.

Only at this time could he completely relax and think about his excessive pressure.

Until this time, he would still have a doubt from time to time.

Is he really under too much pressure? Why didn't he realize it at all?

However, he still didn't realize it. Even if he was with Chen Ziyan, Wang Biao, and Zou Dong, the few closest people, he couldn't completely relax. Only when he was truly alone could he start to think about this matter wholeheartedly.

When Lu Qingzhen suddenly received a call from Chen Ziyan, Lu Qingzhen was very surprised.

When she rushed to the restaurant, she was incredulous to find that Chen Ziyan had ordered a glass of wine and was drinking alone.

Lu Qingzhen was too familiar with Chen Ziyan. Because she was very familiar, Lu Qingzhen knew very well how abnormal Chen Ziyan's move was.

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingzhen asked incredulously, "You actually drank alone."

Chen Ziyan was a bit listless and said: "Qingzhen, I really doubt whether I can still be a good agent."

Lu Qingzhen never thought that one day she would hear Chen Ziyan say this.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Qingzhen asked, "Aren't you doing a good job as an agent? Lu Yan He's new film *Rouge* has exploded in audience word-of-mouth at the Hezhou Film Festival. I don't know how well Lu Yan He has developed in your hands in the past few years. He is already a leader of the younger generation."

Lu Qingzhen suddenly thought of something and asked: "You wouldn't be because of" Chen Ziyan sighed heavily and said: "However, I didn't even notice how much pressure Yan He had."

"He... has pressure?" Lu Qingzhen felt incredible, "What pressure can he have?"

Chen Ziyan laughed softly.

Sure enough, no one thought Lu Yan He would have pressure.

In the eyes of others, he is proud and successful, and he shouldn't have any pressure at all.

Chen Ziyan took a deep breath and told Lu Qingzhen about the diagnosis result of Lu Yan He at the doctor's.

Lu Qingzhen showed an incredulous look.

Lu Qingzhen: "How could it be?"

Chen Ziyan also wanted to ask, how could it be.

This is a result that no one can imagine.

Lu Qingzhen said: "Maybe it's just that Yan He has been under too much pressure during this period. He may have written, directed, and acted in a work at the same time, and had to deal with other things. The pressure is indeed great, but how can you be so self-deprecating? Ziyan."

Chen Ziyan said: "I didn't even find out that my artist was under too much pressure and too anxious."

"That's because Yan He didn't show it at all, didn't you say so? He didn't even realize it himself."

Chen Ziyan didn't speak.

Lu Qingzhen said: "Ziyan, you have to know how much you care about Lu Yan He, I see it in my eyes. If even you didn't find Lu Yan He's problem, then no one can find Lu Yan He's problem."

At this time, the mobile phones of the two people rang at the same time. ===== CHAPTER 442 =====