Chapter 720: A bit explosive (4600 words)

However, after Yan Liang learned about the original story of *Ten Miles of Fragrance*, he made a decision.

At this time, he had just got off the high-speed rail.

The high-speed rail station platform was bustling with noise.

He and his assistant and bodyguard followed the flow of people out of the station.

The lively exit, the lights were dizzying, the night was far away, and the time was close to early morning, but here, it was as noisy as a market, a market in its prime.

Someone came to pick him up, but the driver didn't know if he got the time wrong, or if he was blocked on the road, and didn't see the car shadow.

The assistant went to make a call to contact the other party.

Yan Liang called Zhou Ping'an.

He didn't care that it was early morning, Zhou Ping'an couldn't be asleep at this point.

Sure enough, Zhou Ping'an answered in seconds.

"I don't want to act in this play *Ten Miles of Fragrance*." Yan Liang said straight to the point, "It doesn't suit me."

Zhou Ping'an said in surprise and disbelief: "How does it not suit you?"

"Its male lead is a fairy with a clear and handsome appearance. In the hearts of many female readers, he is not my image." Yan Liang said bluntly, "If I go to act, it will definitely attract a piece of scolding. Haven't you noticed this point?"

Zhou Ping'an said: "The character settings can all be adjusted, and your image can also be modified through makeup and styling."

"If it were so easy to do, there wouldn't be so much scolding for the casting of many IPs." Yan Liang said very rationally, "I won't take this play."

Zhou Ping'an said: "This project is more of a strategic choice. You think about it, how many resources will Shijin have later? Such a large capital group to do film and television projects."

Yan Liang said: "Do I lack plays to act now?"

Zhou Ping'an was speechless.

Yan Liang said again: "And, regarding my future planning, I told you, with the two series *Friends* and *Gold Rush* in hand, I don't need to choose some mainstream popular themes to please the audience anymore. I have already acted in a fairy tale theme. I will exert force in the movie later, and I want to act in some real movies."

Fairy tale romance theme movies, Yan Liang really hasn't seen which one succeeded.

This doesn't seem to be a theme suitable for the big screen.

Yan Liang doesn't say it will definitely not succeed, but the premise of taking risks is that he also likes it very much and is willing to take this risk.

The car finally arrived.

Yan Liang got on the car, and it was about an hour and a half drive from the high-speed rail station to the hotel.

He put on headphones and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly thinking of something, he opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Li Zhibai: Are you asleep?

Li Zhibai didn't reply.

It is estimated that he is asleep.

It seems that filming is tired enough.

Yan Liang pouted.

"Don't pay attention to him, if you pay attention to him, he will definitely look for me."

Li Zhibai smiled at Jiang Yuqian.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to order something to eat?" Li Zhibai asked.

Jiang Yuqian said: "It's okay, not hungry. If you are hungry, you can order it yourself."

Li Zhibai: "Indeed hungry."

He took out his mobile phone, searched for takeout, and ordered some barbecue.

"Do you have to leave early tomorrow morning?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yuqian nodded, "Have to leave at seven, how about you? When do you start work?"

Li Zhibai: "Ten o'clock."

"Then don't worry about me, I'll go myself."

"How can that be, I have to send you." Li Zhibai said, "I have already got the car key, I will send you to the high-speed rail station."

Jiang Yuqian: "What if I get photographed at a place like the high-speed rail station?"

Li Zhibai: "How can I be photographed? This place is quite remote. We came to shoot a play, and there are no paparazzi coming to take road photos."

The location of *Those Years* found an old city with a very lively atmosphere.

The crew has been shooting here for so many days. Except for some local people who are curious to come nearby to see, there are really no media reporters coming to take pictures.

This is still quite rare.

Clearly, four popular stars are all shooting movies here.

Jiang Yuqian said: "It's better to be safe."

Hearing Jiang Yuqian say this, Li Zhibai couldn't help frowning, a bit unhappy.

Jiang Yuqian is always very worried about things between them being photographed.

Although Li Zhibai knows that Jiang Yuqian doesn't want to create extra branches at this time, encountering some problems in her rising period, this still makes him a bit unhappy in his heart.

Li Zhibai has always wanted to make it public with Jiang Yuqian.

Openly hold her hand and tell everyone that they are together.

For this matter, they have already had several unpleasantness and quarrels before. Even if they made up later, this matter was just put aside and not mentioned again.

Jiang Yuqian didn't want him to send her, so he just let it go.

Can only be like this.

At this time, Jiang Yuqian hugged Li Zhibai from behind.

"After you finish shooting *Those Years*, do you have no plans to shoot a play this year?" Jiang Yuqian asked.

Li Zhibai nodded, "Other plays received are all starting next year, and I can rest later."

Jiang Yuqian said: "I received an independent movie in the United States, there is no salary, a Chinese-American director, there is a role in it, I think it is quite suitable for you, do you want to act, so we can reasonably stay in the crew for more than a month."

Li Zhibai showed a look of surprise.

"Really?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yuqian nodded, sweet light in her eyes, "Are you willing? There is no salary."

"Who needs a salary." Li Zhibai turned around directly and pressed up again.

The mood was good, high-spirited.

Yan Liang yawned, so sleepy that tears came out.

Finally, arrived at the hotel.

He got off the car, yawning while covering his mouth, and entered the hotel lobby.

The assistant and the others went to the front desk to handle the procedures, and he sat on the sofa in the lobby waiting.

Suddenly, a figure walked past him.

?

Li Zhibai?

Although this person in front of him was wearing a hat, his head was low, his collar was high, and he could hardly see any situation on his face, but Yan Liang was too familiar with Li Zhibai, familiar to the point of recognizing him just by seeing a corner of his figure.

If he saw such a figure in other cities, Yan Liang might still feel, is it that he met someone who looks a bit like Li Zhibai?

However, here, Yan Liang felt that it shouldn't be such a coincidence, and happened to meet another person who looks so much like Li Zhibai in the hotel where Li Zhibai lives?

This person took a takeout bag from the express cabinet at the door, and turned around to walk back with his head down again.

Look at his sneaky appearance.

Clearly didn't sleep, but didn't reply to his message.

Strange enough.

Yan Liang followed immediately.

Li Zhibai specifically waited for an empty elevator before entering. As a result, when the door was about to close, someone suddenly came in.

Li Zhibai subconsciously turned to the side, avoiding being recognized.

As a result, Yan Liang's voice suddenly sounded.

"Li Zhibai, what are you doing sneakily?"

Li Zhibai was stunned for a moment, looking at Yan Liang in surprise.

Yan Liang was looking at Li Zhibai with a face of confusion.

Li Zhibai: "..."

Yan Liang's vision moved down and stopped on the takeout in Li Zhibai's hand.

"You eat takeout in the middle of the night, but don't reply to my message." Yan Liang looked at Li Zhibai sideways, "What do you mean by this?"

Li Zhibai: "... I didn't look at the phone."

"You didn't look at the phone? You didn't look at the phone, how did you order the takeout?" Yan Liang immediately caught the loophole in Li Zhibai's words and said.

Li Zhibai: "..."

Li Zhibai had no sound for a long time, "ding" sound, the elevator arrived.

The floor where Li Zhibai's room is located.

However, Li Zhibai didn't go out.

The elevator door was about to close again.

Yan Liang quickly reached out and blocked the elevator door that was closing slowly.

At this moment, he looked at Li Zhibai in surprise.

This sudden "speechless" reaction and state of Li Zhibai seemed to have never appeared in Yan Liang's memory.

Li Zhibai's thick skin, rampant, and not playing cards according to common sense made the other party "speechless" in most situations.

Yan Liang was silent for two seconds, raised his hand, and poked Li Zhibai twice in the air, "You go out."

Li Zhibai looked at him silently and walked out of the elevator.

Yan Liang gave Li Zhibai a middle finger and pressed the "close" button.

This middle finger lasted until the elevator door was completely closed.

—Asleep?

—Not yet, shooting a big night play today.

—Li Zhibai this B, definitely fell in love!

—???

—I haven't worked for two days, originally came to find him to visit the class, just arrived at the hotel...

Lu Yanhe stood up from the chair at once.

He looked at the long paragraph of text Yan Liang sent him in shock.

He replied: You mean, that woman is in his room?

Yan Liang: Definitely, otherwise, I can't think of a second explanation.

Lu Yanhe thought of a guess he had deliberately ignored before.

He was silent.

Yan Liang: I still have a conscience, didn't force him to take me to his room.

Lu Yanhe: Since he didn't tell us, there should be a reason he can't say.

If it was really what he thought, he could also imagine why Li Zhibai didn't say it.

Yan Liang: I also thought so. Being able to make this guy suddenly speechless, the situation is a bit severe.

Lu Yanhe: Then pretend not to know and wait and see.

Yan Liang: I still have to go to visit this guy's class tomorrow, and I have to pretend I don't know anything.

Lu Yanhe: He must be more embarrassed than you.

Yan Liang: That's true.

Lu Yanhe: It makes me want to fly over to watch the play.

Yan Liang: When will your play finish?

Lu Yanhe: Still early, estimated to shoot until the end of September, Liu Bige shoots too slowly.

Yan Liang: Must be a masterpiece, slow work produces fine work.

Lu Yanhe: Whether it is a masterpiece or not, I don't know yet, anyway, it tossed all of us enough.

Yan Liang: Hahahaha, Zhou Ping'an came to ask me if you told us whether the quarrel between you and Liu Bige was true or false.

Lu Yanhe: None of his business, so worried.

Yan Liang: Although he didn't care about you when you were in his hands, after you were not in his hands, his concern for you was persistent, without a trace of slack.

Lu Yanhe:...

Yan Liang: Although he never said it, I can feel how much he regrets this matter.

Lu Yanhe: Then he should have quite a few people and things to regret.

Yan Liang: Next time you say it to his face.

Lu Yanhe: I'm too lazy to meet him, no meaning.

Yan Liang: Okay, I'm sleepy, wash and sleep, you continue to stay up late, come on.

Lu Yanhe: Sleep.

He put down his mobile phone and yawned.

On the set, everyone was busy, only a few actors waiting for the play sat on one side.

Everyone didn't chat either.

I don't know why, in this crew, everyone rarely

Even in the lounge or dressing room, if they ran into each other, they might chat for a while, but as soon as they reached the set, it was as if the magnetic field of the environment had changed, and no conversation could ever get started.

Perhaps it was also because of the subject matter of this film.

On set, the only person who would talk to Lu Yanhe was Zhou Ruo.

However, Zhou Ruo's scenes were generally not at the intelligence station either.

On this long night, there were no scenes for Zhou Ruo.

Lu Yanhe yawned again.

He didn't even know when the next scene would start; they were waiting for notification.

This kind of waiting on set was truly a time-killer.

Suddenly, his phone pinged; someone had sent him a message.

Lu Yanhe was somewhat surprised.

At this hour, who would be sending him a message?

He took a look, and hey, it was actually Zhou Ping'an.

Zhou Ping'an said to him: Yan He, I don't know if you have time? Yan Liang turned down a role, and I believe he should have taken it. You are his friend, and I hope you can help persuade him. This project is very likely a turning point in his career.

Lu Yanhe was shocked beyond measure.

"I just ran into Yan Liang in the elevator."

Li Zhibai said to Jiang Yuqian.

Jiang Yuqian widened her eyes in surprise.

"He asked me why I didn't reply to his messages." Li Zhibai stood with his back to Jiang Yuqian, silently eating the grilled skewers in front of him, "I didn't know what to say either."

Jiang Yuqian got off the bed and walked straight behind Li Zhibai, "Then—did you tell him?"

"No." Li Zhibai shook his head, "He probably guessed that I had some unspeakable difficulty and let me off the hook."

Jiang Yuqian hesitated for a moment.

"You should tell them."

"What?" Li Zhibai was stunned.

Jiang Yuqian: "If it's Yan Liang and Lu Yanhe, it doesn't matter if you tell them."

Li Zhibai's expression lit up with pleasant surprise, and he looked at Jiang Yuqian in astonishment.

"Really?"

"Mm." Jiang Yuqian nodded, then suddenly thought of something, "It's just that, once they know, they'll probably need some time to accept it."

Li Zhibai thought for a moment and knew what Jiang Yuqian was referring to.

"Screw them."

The smile that had risen on Li Zhibai's face never faded.

"Then I'll tell them tomorrow."

Jiang Yuqian took a deep breath, "Whatever you want."

She walked toward the bathroom.

Li Zhibai: "Can I really tell them?"

His voice was confident, bright, and radiant, like a triumphant teenager waving his test paper around in the classroom.

Jiang Yuqian felt a bit helpless for a moment, yet also moved.

At this moment, she felt inexplicably nervous.

She didn't even know why herself.

Perhaps it was... that she had never imagined her relationship with Li Zhibai would reach this point.

It was simply incredible.

Although Jiang Yuqian didn't let Li Zhibai drive her, Li Zhibai still got up with her, seized the time to be clingy for a while before she left, and then reluctantly saw her to the door.

"I'm leaving." Jiang Yuqian said, "I will recommend you to the director of that American independent film and have him contact you."

Li Zhibai nodded.

After a night had passed, he was now floating on air; no matter what Jiang Yuqian said, he just kept nodding.

Until Jiang Yuqian left, Li Zhibai lay back down on the bed, picked up his phone, thought for a moment, and sent a message to Yan Liang: Your daddy is awake, aren't you coming to pay your respects?

After waiting for a long time, Yan Liang didn't reply.

Li Zhibai: You wouldn't be that petty and still angry, would you?

Still no reply.

Li Zhibai clicked his tongue.

He made a phone call.

After waiting for quite a while, Yan Liang's groggy, hoarse, and completely un-awake voice finally sounded.

"Are you fucking sick? Calling me at seven in the morning?"

Li Zhibai: "You're not awake at seven? You usually finish your morning run by this time."

Yan Liang: "You fucking went to sleep at two in the morning, try waking up for a morning run the next day."

Li Zhibai: "Why are you so grumpy? Hurry, hurry, get up, let's meet at the restaurant."

"Get lost." Yan Liang hung up the phone.

Li Zhibai: "... Such a temper, he wasn't like this before."

Forget it, he might as well take a nap.

He threw off the quilt and fell asleep in no time.

He didn't know how long he had slept; it felt like he had only just closed his eyes.

The phone suddenly rang.

Li Zhibai answered the phone, yawning as he asked: "What?"

Yan Liang's roar almost blew Li Zhibai's skull off.

"You fucking said meet at the restaurant! Where are you? —"

Li Zhibai flipped out of bed with a start.

"Coming, coming! Damn, I thought you wouldn't go, so I took a nap too, I'll be there right away!"

Li Zhibai went out with his hair looking like a bird's nest, entered the elevator, and saw himself in the elevator mirror, "Uh—"