Chapter 860: Ruining Your Reputation (10,000-word update!)

After the show was recorded, He Shi had just returned to his lounge when a friend familiar with him pushed the door open and entered.

"What was with you just now? Suddenly saying such a sour and mean thing; aren't you afraid of being scolded?"

"What am I afraid of being scolded for?" He Shi rolled his eyes. "He dares to ruin my reputation, and I'm supposed to swallow my anger?"

"What reputation of yours did he ruin?"

"Previously, Shijin asked me to write a play. As luck would have it, Shijin wanted to find Jiang Army to act in it. After the script was handed over, the news that came back was that they were dissatisfied with the script. Originally, it was nothing, but two days later, people started spreading rumors that the latter part of my script was written by someone else."

The friend was speechless for a moment.

He Shi: "I don't know how it happened, but as this script was being talked about, it became the script that Lu Yanhe said was no good, and no first-tier actors were willing to act in it. Shijin found trouble with me, and they even refused to pay me the final payment."

"This—"

"Isn't Lu Yanhe smashing my rice bowl? What right does he have to say that the latter part of my script was ghostwritten by someone else?" He Shi was furious.

The friend hesitated and didn't speak. He Shi now had a studio and recruited many students; this matter was known to everyone in the circle and was no secret.

In fact, it was a very common thing for a screenwriter to bring students along to write a script together. In the industry, this situation was frequent. It was even more common to hide the names of those collaborators so that the script could be sold for a high price.

In essence, this was actually a type of ghostwriting, wasn't it?

The friend could only say tactfully in the end: "The things you said, if they are really broadcast on the show, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of discussion, and you will also invite a lot of scolding. I suggest you go talk to the production team and have that part you said deleted."

He Shi sneered.

"What am I afraid of? I don't rely on my face to eat; let them scold me," He Shi said. "I'm not an artist."

The friend reminded him: "Previously, your script was said by Lu Yanhe to be ghostwritten by someone else, and this script of yours couldn't find any first-tier actors willing to act in it. If you really have a public conflict and contradiction with Lu Yanhe, tell me, will the platform have concerns? Will those actors have concerns?"

He Shi fell silent.

He began to hesitate.

But in front of a friend, he didn't want to appear as if he were afraid of Lu Yanhe's power.

He said: "I didn't name Lu Yanhe. If he still claims it, is it his problem or mine?"

The friend sighed.

He naturally knew He Shi's temper.

He wanted to say something more, but the words reached his lips and he had nothing to say.

After the friend left, He Shi sat alone in his lounge, deep in thought for a long time, until he was startled by a series of knocks on the door.

"Teacher, are we going back now?" It was his student.

He must have been waiting outside for a long time and didn't see him come out, so he came to ask.

He Shi said: "I still have something to do; you go outside and wait for me."

"Okay."

After the student left, He Shi went out and found the show's director.

"Director, I have something I want to tell you."

"Teacher He, please speak." The director was still quite polite to him.

Seeing this, He Shi gained a bit more courage and said: "Just now, when I was recording the show, I said a paragraph. Thinking back now, I feel it was too sharp, and it wouldn't be good if it were broadcast. Do you think you could cut it out during post-production?"

The director said with a smile: "What a small matter. I know which part you're talking about. Don't worry, we are a show that focuses on outputting viewpoints, and we don't like to stir up opposition. We will edit it in post-production."

Upon hearing this, He Shi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "That's good."

"Teacher He, if there's nothing else, I'll go get busy. There's a pile of things to do after the show is recorded."

"Okay, you go get busy; I won't delay your work."

The director nodded and left.

The assistant on the side followed hurriedly, not forgetting to nod at He Shi to show his greetings.

After leaving, the assistant asked in a low voice: "Director, are you really going to cut it for him? If that part were broadcast, how explosive would it be?"

The director glanced at him: "Which ear did you hear me say I was going to cut it? And how do you know which part he was talking about?"

The assistant was stunned.

—I know which part you're talking about.

—We will edit it in post-production.

Ha!

The assistant reacted.

"You really are the director," the assistant gave a thumbs up. "I have too much to learn."

A stone in He Shi's heart was put down. He walked out of the recording site and saw Liu Yuhuai waiting for him at the entrance.

"Yuhuai, let's go, let's go back." He Shi was beaming with joy.

Seeing this, Liu Yuhuai also smiled and asked: "Did Teacher's show go smoothly today?"

"Smoothly," He Shi nodded. "You've worked hard today, picking me up and dropping me off."

Liu Yuhuai hurriedly said: "It's what I should do."

"I read the script outline you gave me before; it's written well, and there's great progress. However, there's still a big gap before reaching the platform's requirements for approval," He Shi got into the car and said to Liu Yuhuai. "The characters you write now are still a bit lacking, relatively stereotypical, without contrast between the beginning and the end. Precisely because the characters lack contrast, the plot also seems a bit flat."

Liu Yuhuai was stunned and nodded.

"Yes."

"However, compared to when you first came here to learn, your level now is excellent progress," He Shi nodded and praised. "At this speed, you will be able to be an independent screenwriter soon."

Liu Yuhuai: "Thank you for your usual guidance."

"Look, the learning opportunity I gave you last time, the script for *Earth Flying Eagle*, a part in the middle was written by you, right?" He Shi said. "Although I also modified and polished many places in the middle, as soon as it was taken out, others could tell, and they even questioned me for finding a ghostwriter."

Liu Yuhuai showed a look of shame and said: "Sorry, Teacher, I've lost face for you."

He Shi: "This isn't a big deal, but I originally wanted to tell people in the circle after this show aired that if the response was good, this script was completed in cooperation with you. That way, you would also have a representative work, making it convenient for you to contact platforms later. Now it's not possible; the show might not even be filmed."

The look of shame on Liu Yuhuai's face deepened.

"Sorry, Teacher."

"It's okay, take your time," He Shi said caringly. "Everyone needs time to grow."

Liu Yuhuai nodded in response and drove.

He drove He Shi all the way home and wanted to send him upstairs.

"No need to send me up; you go back early."

Liu Yuhuai watched He Shi get out of the car, walk away, and go upstairs.

His gaze gradually turned gloomy.

"Chen Zong, there's something I need to tell you."

Chen Ziyan said with a smile: "Guo Dao, what news do you have?"

"Recording the show today, there was a guest, a screenwriter, He Shi. Do you know him?" Guo Dao asked.

"I know him. What's wrong?" As soon as Chen Ziyan heard this name, she immediately became more alert.

"He said some sour and mean things when recording today. Those words were aimed at Lu Yanhe. Although he didn't name names, everyone knows who he was talking about."

"What did he say?"

"High output. Under normal circumstances, a screenwriter can't write that fast or that much. He said unless it's ghostwritten," Guo Dao sighed. "As soon as I heard it, my head grew big. But the producers were all present today, and they all said this part should be released; it will definitely be explosive. I couldn't open my mouth to say delete it. Thinking about it, I still made a phone call to tell you in advance. Whether you can handle the higher-ups later and take this part out directly, or whatever you do, it's better than fighting an unprepared battle later, don't you think?"

"Understood, Guo Dao. I accept this favor. Can you give me a recording of the part he said? I want to listen to what's going on, so I can be prepared later."

"Alright, I'll find someone to send it to you later."

"Good," Chen Ziyan smiled. "Let's have a meal together when you're free later; don't always talk about work as soon as you call."

"Okay, okay."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and hung up the phone.

Chen Ziyan frowned.

He Shi.

What madness is he having again?

When Lu Yanhe returned to Yuming, he had already finished reading all the scripts Chen Yin had brought him.

This time, Chen Yin still followed the "N+1" principle: N is a subject with box office appeal, and 1 is a "supporting work" like *Childhood is an Adventure on a Summer Night* that is hard to find a benchmark for in best-selling works.

You always have to film something different.

In fact, because the schedule for *Childhood is an Adventure on a Summer Night* was chosen correctly and the promotion was appropriate, it achieved over 60 million in box office in June. As a movie without any famous actors, it was very outstanding—

This was also thanks to Chen Yin's approach.

On Children's Day, when the box office performance exceeded expectations and the word-of-mouth was good, he made a decisive decision not to wait for the box office return, but to directly allocate more promotion funds to increase the intensity of promotion and attract more audiences to walk into the cinema.

In the end, the promotion cost of this movie far exceeded the production cost—but this promotion cost was based on the box office trend, not blindly throwing money into promotion from the beginning.

These few scripts were almost all from newcomer screenwriters, only that "1" came from an old screenwriter who had already created several works.

And these movie scripts came mostly from those screenwriters signed and cultivated by the company. Linghe accepts scripts regardless of whether they are inside or outside the company, and the draft submission is the same. However, because the screenwriters signed by the company receive a salary, they also participate in the actual work of many crews, so their grasp of the script is more calm and mature than outside newcomer screenwriters.

Chen Yin had already bought all these scripts in the name of the company. Even if the company didn't produce them into movies in the end, or if Lu Yanhe thought they weren't suitable for the company to do, they would be sold to other film companies to produce.

There was a fundamental reason for Chen Yin's approach, which was to enrich the company's script library. Just like many film and television companies now want to store "IP," Linghe has a very high project development rate. The important reason behind it is that they don't have a sufficient script library on hand for them to choose and develop.

Just like those self-produced movies before, Chen Yin didn't expect Lu Yanhe to approve them all in one breath and agree to start filming. He originally thought Lu Yanhe would kill one or two no matter what.

The scripts Lu Yanhe saw this time were all scripts with a score of 8 or higher.

They were indeed scripts that came out of draft submissions; whether it was creativity or story rhythm, they all had something worth filming.

On the way from the airport back to Huiziyuanqiao, Lu Yanhe called Chen Yin and asked: "If all these movies are filmed, will the cash flow be able to turn around?"

Chen Yin said: "Our cash flow is very abundant now."

For a film and television company, cash flow is crucial. Once the cash flow is stuck, it may cause huge losses, and the crew might even disband on the spot because of it.

However, Linghe doesn't have this trouble. Because its operating model is relatively simple, there aren't so many complicated things. Just the fixed income brought back by *Home Alone* every year is enough to support the operation of Linghe as a company. Not to mention that so far, not a single film or television drama produced by Linghe has lost money.

"If these movies start filming at the same time, how much production cost do you expect?" Lu Yanhe asked.

Chen Yin said: "If the payment is made in full at once, a rough estimate is about 150 million. However, movie production generally pays in several stages, and I don't intend to let them start filming at the same time. When filming starts at the same time, the burden on the company is too great. Once problems appear at the same time, it's hard to solve them safely."

150 million. The scripts sent over this time, in terms of content, were indeed more difficult to film than stories like *Summer Night Villa Horror* and *Corpse Phase* that basically filmed in a single scene. The scheduling and filming difficulty involved destined the filming budget to be higher.

Five scripts, the average production cost per project is 30 million.

Lu Yanhe flipped through these five projects again and asked: "Which script requires the most filming budget?"

"*Weather Forecast Explosion*," Chen Yin said. "This movie will have many scenes that need post-production special effects. A rough estimate is that the production budget for this movie will reach 80 million."

Lu Yanhe thought to himself, as expected.

Chen Yin immediately added: "However, besides this script, the costs of the other few scripts can still be controlled in the range of about 20 million. The reason I put *Weather Forecast Explosion* in this project is, on one hand, because our cash flow is abundant now, enough for us to produce this movie; on the other hand, it's also because the types of movies Linghe has produced so far don't include this kind of fantasy that requires a lot of post-production special effects. I think we can try it."

Lu Yanhe said: "The script for *Weather Forecast Explosion* is indeed not bad, but what kind of movie do you want to produce? Are there any benchmark works?"

Chen Yin said: "In China, there are no benchmark works. In fact, there are very few fantasy films in a modern urban background in China."

Lu Yanhe: "Yes, this is also a place I'm worried about. In China, the audience group for this type hasn't been established. Even if it's filmed well, whether anyone is willing to watch it is also a problem."

Chen Yin was silent for a moment and asked: "Then... don't do it?"

"No, I like this script. I even saw the potential to hatch a series from this script," Lu Yanhe said bluntly. "However, a production cost of 80 million, not counting the subsequent promotion and distribution, will bring it great pressure to break even, or even if it doesn't lose money, if the rate of return isn't very high, it might still fail. My suggestion is to see if we can communicate and discuss with the screenwriter to make some modifications to the script—which scenes can be modified so that the crew only needs to film them on-site to complete the filming. If the box office of *Weather Forecast Explosion* is good and the audience feedback is also good, increasing the budget on this basis will reduce the risk a lot. How about this, you let them make the budget table for *Weather Forecast Explosion* first, and then we'll look at how to do it together. Is this script an original script? Is this screenwriter signed by our company? Really very imaginative."

Chen Yin said: "No, this is a submission our company received. At that time, we were also very pleasantly surprised after reading the script and contacted her immediately. Her name is Shi Hui."

"My time is very tight this time I'm back, otherwise I really want to meet her," Lu Yanhe said. "Or can you help me ask? See if she is in Yuming. If we can find time to meet, even if it's just for a cup of coffee."

Chen Yin said: "Okay, then I'll contact her."

Lu Yanhe rested for a while and then had to set off for the rehearsal.

What he caught was the last round of rehearsal.

After the rehearsal ended, Wang Biao told him that Chen Yin had brought Shi Hui over and asked if he had time later.

Lu Yanhe looked at the time; it was already past two in the afternoon, less than six hours away from the official recording.

Lu Yanhe said: "How about you help me book a tea restaurant nearby? I haven't had lunch yet; we'll eat and drink with them."

Wang Biao said okay.

Coming with Shi Hui was her husband.

"Because the time is relatively late, he is worried that it's not safe for me to come out alone—"

Shi Hui explained with a smile, "Actually, he is also worried that I will meet a liar. I told him I wanted to meet you, and he was always worried that I was being lied to."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yanhe smiled and shook hands with Shi Hui's husband: "Hello, now that you've seen me in person, you should know I'm not a liar, right?"

Shi Hui's husband smiled and shook hands with him.

"Sorry, because my time is very tight this time I'm back, so I can only chat with you while eating," Lu Yanhe said after sitting down. "I just finished reading the script for *Weather Forecast Explosion* and was very pleasantly surprised, so I couldn't wait to meet the author."

Shi Hui smiled somewhat reservedly: "Thank you."

"However, I originally thought this script was written by a male screenwriter," Lu Yanhe said with a smile. "Because the thinking logic and style of the whole script have many male perspectives. I didn't expect it to be a woman. Truly amazing."

It is very difficult to write across gender perspectives.

The writing style can be changed, and the wording can be adjusted, but the things unconsciously leaked between the lines cannot be changed.

Shi Hui seemed a little nervous, perhaps because her personality was introverted and she couldn't deal with people with ease.

"Then, will Linghe film this script into a movie?" Shi Hui asked.

Lu Yanhe nodded and said: "We have such a plan, but according to the content presented in the current script, we roughly estimate that many parts in the later stage need post-production special effects. And such a fantasy story in a modern urban background has no successful precedent in China, which means this movie might need to cultivate an audience group first. So, we hope you can make some modifications to the script. Actually, it can be seen that you have a very huge worldview setting for this story, right?"

Shi Hui looked at her husband.

Her husband smiled at her, seemingly to soothe her, and even reached out to hold her hand.

Only then did Shi Hui say: "Yes."

She was a little nervous again: "Is this not good?"

Lu Yanhe: "If it's filmed into a movie and the results are good, of course we hope to make it into a series. But these are all things for later. Teacher Shi, we must succeed in the first one before there can be later ones."

Shi Hui nodded: "Um, understood."

"Like some details in the script that are just presenting this worldview but don't affect the main plot, can they be deleted? Or adjusted to be completed by on-site filming," Lu Yanhe said. "Currently, if this script of ours is to be presented 100% in images, the production cost exceeds our initial expectations, which will bring greater pressure."

Shi Hui's husband suddenly said: "Modifying the script is of course possible, but my wife has other work, so she can't join the crew to modify it."

Chen Yin nodded: "I understand this aspect. It's fine for Teacher Shi to complete her script modification tasks at home."

Lu Yanhe asked: "What work does Teacher Shi usually do?"

Shi Hui said: "I usually work at a local TV station as a director."

Lu Yanhe was a little surprised and asked: "Jingtai?"

"Not Jingtai, just a small local station, the kind that can only be searched locally," Shi Hui said.

Lu Yanhe suddenly realized.

He turned to look at Shi Hui's husband.

"And Mr. Liu?"

Shi Hui's husband touched his nose and said: "Me, I'm a freelance writer, I do some self-media, and sometimes I take jobs from outside. Copywriting, novels, scripts... I've written them all."

Lu Yanhe showed a look of surprise: "All-rounder."

Shi Hui's husband waved his hand, very embarrassed: "What all-rounder, it's just that I haven't achieved anything."

Shi Hui turned to look at her husband and shook her head: "That's not true, you are very excellent, you are very talented, you will definitely be seen."

Shi Hui's husband held her hand—

Only then did Lu Yanhe realize that their hands had never been separated since they held them.

Are they this loving?

"Is Teacher Shi considering signing the screenwriter contract to Linghe?" Chen Yin suddenly asked with a smile again. "Our company has signed many screenwriters, and we pay them salaries. The company's and external projects are enough for everyone to have opportunities to write manuscripts."

Shi Hui shook her head and said: "Not considering it for the time being. I'm not a professional screenwriter either; I just write for fun. I didn't expect the submission to be selected."

Chen Yin nodded.

Lu Yanhe asked with a smile: "Then besides *Weather Forecast Explosion*, has Teacher Shi written other scripts?"

Shi Hui said: "Uh... I've written a few, but I'm not very satisfied with them myself, so I haven't taken them out."

Lu Yanhe nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Liu, you just said that you also take some writing jobs outside, and you've also written scripts, right?"

Shi Hui's husband looked into Lu Yanhe's eyes and nodded: "Yes."

His other hand picked up the water cup and took a sip of water.

"But they are all some ghostwriting jobs, so it's not easy to say."

"Understood, I understand," Lu Yanhe nodded. "My meaning is, if you have scripts, Mr. Liu, you can also send them to us to take a look. Linghe has always been content-first. As long as you have good scripts, we want them."

Shi Hui's husband smiled, seemingly very tempted, and said: "Next time I have a good idea, I will definitely contact you first. I can't let those people who make me a ghostwriter take advantage of me anymore."

Lu Yanhe said okay.

This meeting could be considered very smooth.

Chen Yin could also see that Lu Yanhe really appreciated the script for *Weather Forecast Explosion*.

After sending the two away, Chen Yin said: "I will continue to keep in touch with Shi Hui and strive to sign her to our company."

"No," Lu Yanhe suddenly shook his head. "Chen Zong, you go and check first what Shi Hui's husband, that Mr. Liu, does."

"Ah?" Chen Yin was stunned. "Is there a problem?"

"I suspect this script wasn't written by Shi Hui, but by her husband."

"Ah?" Chen Yin showed a look of surprise. "Why is this?"

"Shi Hui said she is not a professional screenwriter and just writes for fun. Look at the script for *Weather Forecast Explosion*; do you think it's something a screenwriter who writes for fun can write? Every scene of it is very consistent with the reality of filming. People who haven't really joined a crew can't write such things.

"When we proposed to modify the script, her husband suddenly interrupted, but what he said was that she usually has work and doesn't have time to join the crew to modify the script."

"Is there a problem with this?"

"The problem is, I don't feel that this problem needed him to interrupt. Other problems were answered by Shi Hui. When it came to this actually very normal problem, Shi Hui's husband interrupted suddenly without waiting for Shi Hui to say a word. At that time, I felt it was strange."

"Maybe he felt that Shi Hui was embarrassed to refuse us, in case we proposed that we hoped Shi Hui would join the crew to modify the script?" Chen Yin said.

"I feel more that this is a problem where they haven't aligned their stories, so Shi Hui's husband suddenly rushed to answer, to avoid Shi Hui agreeing to it, and then really having to join the crew to modify the script, which would be real-time modification and would require seeing the real deal," Lu Yanhe said. "Of course, this is just my guess. I just feel something is not right."

"If so, why do this?" Chen Yin was puzzled. "Writing a script isn't something shameful."

"That's why I asked you to check what that Mr. Liu does. Didn't he say it? He also acts as a ghostwriter for others sometimes," Lu Yanhe said. "Perhaps he has some reason, so even though it's his own script, he can only sign it in his wife's name."

Chen Yin nodded immediately.

"I know, I'll go investigate it now."

"Husband, I didn't reveal anything just now, did I?"

As soon as they left, Shi Hui asked nervously.

Liu Yuhuai frowned.

"I feel that Lu Yanhe seems to have noticed something."

"Then what to do?" Shi Hui suddenly became anxious. "It won't affect the filming of this script, right? It's not easy for you to be seen and recognized by others. Sigh, it's all my fault, I was too nervous!"

Tears fell down.

Seeing this, Liu Yuhuai hurriedly reached out to wipe them away.

"It's okay, you've already performed great," he hurriedly comforted. "Besides, even if it's really discovered, it's okay. This script was written by you; I just helped you modify and polish it. No one has evidence to prove it wasn't written by you."

Shi Hui said very aggrievedly: "If I had known, you shouldn't have gone to be a student for He Shi. You are clearly so talented, but you have been squeezed by him all the time, not letting you get ahead. Now it's not easy for your script to be favored by Linghe and filmed into a movie, but because of him, you still can't sign your name."

Liu Yuhuai shook his head.

"Don't talk about this," Liu Yuhuai said. "If this script can really be filmed into a movie by Linghe, it will be the same to sell scripts in your name and cooperate with others in the future."

Shi Hui asked: "If this script can really be filmed into a movie by Linghe, can't you leave He Shi's place and let this script appear at the beginning of the film with your name?"

Liu Yuhuai shook his head. "This is a taboo in the industry. Since I have already recognized He Shi as a teacher, unless I leave his studio first, otherwise, once people know, it's stepping on two boats. Not to mention that He Shi's side will be dissatisfied, Linghe won't want to cooperate with screenwriters who have such trouble either. So, *Weather Forecast Explosion* is your screenwriter work. No matter what happens in the future, this work is yours, understand?"

Shi Hui nodded.

"Then in the future, will it all be in my name?" Shi Hui asked.

Liu Yuhuai said: "If *Weather Forecast Explosion* can really be filmed into a movie and released smoothly, and the response is good, at least later you can sign your own name as a screenwriter. You don't need to contact film and television companies through He Shi anymore. By that time, I will consider leaving He Shi's place."

Shi Hui: "It will definitely be possible! Look, the script you wrote, even Lu Yanhe said it was good, and he even wanted to see you in person."

Liu Yuhuai looked at her excited and happy face and couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah, I just wanted to try it at first. I didn't expect it to be favored," Liu Yuhuai said.

Shi Hui said: "Linghe spent 800,000 to buy our script. With this 800,000, we will work hard to save money for two more years, and we can buy a house!"

When saying this sentence, starlight seemed to be flickering in her eyes.

Liu Yuhuai said: "This 800,000 is nothing. If the movie can really be released, Linghe as a company is really conscientious in the industry. They even give newcomer screenwriters a 1% share of global box office revenue."

Shi Hui asked: "Is this a lot?"

Liu Yuhuai said: "According to the revenue situation of movies produced by Linghe, if *Weather Forecast Explosion* can get 100 million in global box office revenue, then the dividend we can get is 1 million. Do you say it's a lot?"

"100 million!" Shi Hui widened her eyes. "Isn't this very difficult?"

"For other companies, it might be difficult. For Linghe, this is nothing," Liu Yuhuai felt a fire burning in his heart.

Shi Hui sighed: "If only Linghe could sign you."

Liu Yuhuai touched her head and said: "It's already beyond our expectations now. It's okay, take it step by step."

The gala lasted for a total of 90 minutes.

But after the gala ended, Lu Yanhe still had a lot of social work to do and couldn't leave immediately.

He was busy until ten o'clock before he could get away.

Chen Siqi stepped forward and took his arm.

"You really are a big celebrity now," she teased. "Surrounded by people wherever you go."

"Don't tease me. Do I look like someone who enjoys being surrounded?"

In front of Chen Siqi, Lu Yanhe, clearly "big and tall," leaned his head over and pressed it heavily into Chen Siqi's shoulder, like a bear that had finally arrived home after a hard journey in winter, rubbing against a familiar, warm place.

Just then, there were people around taking pictures, so this scene was captured.

Chen Siqi said with a smile: "There are people taking pictures nearby."

Lu Yanhe: "Let them take it."

Chen Siqi: "Okay, then let them take it."

She smiled and patted Lu Yanhe's head.

When Chen Pinhe was about to leave, he happened to see this scene.

It was very far away, and there were many people, but inexplicably, between the heavy intervals, there was no obstruction between the position he was in and the position they were in, and he could clearly see this scene.

His gaze instantly became obscure.

Zhang Yuezhen greeted him with a smile, hugged Chen Pinhe's arm, called him husband, and said that he was so handsome when he spoke on stage tonight.

Chen Pinhe looked at Zhang Yuezhen with some confusion.

Clearly, she had been cold and distant to him some time ago, and didn't even accompany him to the Golden Globe Awards ceremony. It was contrary to the norm; why did she suddenly become enthusiastic again?

Regardless, this was a good thing.

Just as Chen Pinhe was about to say a few affectionate words to Zhang Yuezhen to ease the relationship these days, he saw Zhang Yuezhen with a smiling face, and said again: "However, husband, I heard several people say that Lu Yanhe looks a bit like you. Do you two look alike?"

Zhang Yuezhen frowned, with an innocent look of confusion.

Chen Pinhe's heart went completely cold.

He looked at Zhang Yuezhen and instantly understood. Zhang Yuezhen, she knew.

However, when did she know about this?

Was it because she knew about this that she suddenly distanced herself and treated him coldly before? -

Four hours.

Lu Yanhe had only slept for four hours before he had to catch the flight early the next morning to fly back to the United States.

His movements were already very light, but Chen Siqi was still woken up by him.

"Leaving?"

"Um," Lu Yanhe said softly. "Don't get up. I'll just set off after I put on my clothes."

Chen Siqi sat up and opened her arms.

Lu Yanhe smiled and hugged her, kissing her on the lips.

"I'll go over to accompany you on New Year's Day," Chen Siqi said. "How about it?"

"I'll come back on New Year's Day. Over in the US, basically everyone is resting, and the PR activities are coming to an end," Lu Yanhe said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Siqi said: "Wouldn't that be even better? People in China can't find you, and no one is looking for you abroad. It's just right for a vacation."

Lu Yanhe thought for a moment: "Also. Then you come over. Shall we find a vacation cottage and be isolated from the world for a few days?"

"Forget about being isolated from the world," Chen Siqi said. "In case something happens on either side and we can't be reached, it would be chaotic."

Lu Yanhe nodded: "Also."

Chen Siqi: "However, finding a vacation cottage is still good, just the two of us."

Lu Yanhe: "Brother Dong definitely won't agree to just the two of us living there. He will definitely require security to be arranged around. He has always said that the US is too dangerous. The richer and more famous you are, the more dangerous it is. When he stays in a hotel with me, not only does he have to stay in the outer room, but there must also be someone on duty at the door 24 hours a day."

"Brother Dong's words are not wrong," Chen Siqi said. "Even when I go to the US now, I have to bring bodyguards."

"Have you encountered any danger?" Lu Yanhe asked nervously immediately.

"Not yet, but I always see some similar news," Chen Siqi said. "Plus, because of you, I've also been recognized by many people, so I have to do this."

Lu Yanhe: "Then don't find it troublesome. Public security abroad is really not as good as in China. In China, you're at most afraid of being recognized by fans and chased. Abroad, there are really people with guns chasing you."

Chen Siqi: "Yes, Hua Ruzhen has told me several times to let her know if I go anywhere in Europe or America, and she will help me greet the locals so that some people there don't have eyes. Maybe people like me who used to go abroad to negotiate business alone or with only one assistant are the easiest to be targeted."

"Better safe than sorry," Lu Yanhe said. "Brother Dong is already here, so I'll go down first."

"Um," Chen Siqi nodded. "Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."

"I will."

Only then did Lu Yanhe get up.

Three hours later.

The morning sun had just risen into the sky, shining down on the earth.

On the internet, dozens of marketing accounts suddenly posted a wave of photos one after another, including a video with relatively blurry pixels.

It was exactly the situation when Meng Li went to find Li Zhibai at that time.

—Li Zhibai suspected of "cold violence" against Meng Li after the Golden Globe Awards ceremony ended.

—Former partners, now turned into enemies.

—The first thing after landing is to kill the sweetheart! The current Li Zhibai is already a top celebrity that Meng Li cannot climb high enough to reach.

Lin Suyang was woken up by a series of phone rings. Upon learning this bad news, his hair was still messy, so he directly opened his laptop and summoned everyone on the team to hold an emergency meeting.

Everyone was confused.

This winter morning—

For people in the entertainment industry, it was no different from three or four in the morning—it was a period of deep sleep.

Which media is so wicked to release material in the early morning?!

Lin Suyang pulled a group of people to check all the photos and videos exposed on the internet, confirming that there was not a single action that could prove Li Zhibai was "cold-violencing" Meng Li, nothing more than ignoring her and not having any communication with her.

Lin Suyang made a decisive decision on the PR strategy, arranged for internet water armies, and started to post articles like "Meng Li's madness is famous, Li Zhibai retreats for self-protection," first attacking with magic—

You say I'm "cold-violencing"?

Then I will uncover your "evil history."

Especially the past events of Meng Li "getting off the car" after recording only the first episode of the first season of *Young Days*.

Meng Li had quite a few stories in the past, and she was indeed famous.

With such "previous circumstances," all of Li Zhibai's actions were explained.

He just didn't want to be pestered by Meng Li.

Subsequently, after such public opinion counterattack lasted for two hours, making the public opinion field no longer one-sided, Lin Suyang arranged for internet water armies to post Li Zhibai's past "battle records" of confronting people, scolding people, and having conflicts with people—

A person who never hides his temper, if he really wanted to "violence" Meng Li, would it be worth it to just "cold-violence"? Compared with Li Zhibai's previous actions, the Li Zhibai in these photos and videos was already exceptionally gentlemanly.

And such a topic also made people feel quite reasonable and speechless for a while.

Lin Suyang led the team to fight urgently for four hours, making plans, pushing articles, contacting various media, and arranging internet water armies, step by step, chaotic but orderly, and achieved initial victory.

Until this time, Lin Suyang suddenly remembered to ask: Has anyone contacted Li Zhibai?

No one in the group answered.

Lin Suyang: He wouldn't still be sleeping, would he?

Li Zhibai's assistant Yan Sui said: I just went to Huiziyuanqiao, Yan Liang opened the door and said Brother Bai is still sleeping.

Lin Suyang: "..."

He thought speechlessly: Born with the life of a young master.

Yan Sui added: Do you need me to wake Brother Bai up now?

Lin Suyang: Let him sleep; even if he wakes up, he will only scold Meng Li.

Everyone in the group heard this and actually agreed deeply.

Yan Sui: But, who arranged these photos and videos? Meng Li?

Lin Suyang: Haven't found out yet, it's okay, it will always be found out. In this day and age, there are no walls that don't leak.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah—"

Meng Li stepped on the carpet with bare feet and let out a sharp scream.

Wu Zhouyou was startled from his sleep, sat up in a panic, and then saw his girlfriend screaming loudly for some reason, as if she had been stimulated by something.

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"Meng Li?"

Meng Li raised her head and said angrily: "Wu Zhouyou, it doesn't matter if you don't find me to act in the movie version of *The Gold Rush*, but if you let Li Zhibai act in it, we will break up!" ===== CHAPTER 861 =====