Chapter 80

"Me? An acting coach?"

In the tavern, upon hearing Lin Yun'er's proposal, which sounded like a tall tale, Lin Xiuyuan pointed at himself, looking utterly incredulous. "Yun'er-xi, have you lost your mind? You want me to coach your acting and teach you how to become a man?"

As soon as these words were out, Sunny burst into laughter on the spot.

If it really were that lesson, the person before them might actually have some qualifications.

Faced with Lin Xiuyuan's shock, Lin Yun'er very naturally pulled Zheng Xiuyan out as a shield. "Xiuyan-unnie said so; she said you have a way to help me out."

"It's her again."

Lin Xiuyuan took a deep breath, feeling a headache coming on. "Yun'er-xi, tell me, if I kick her out of the membership, would this matter no longer have anything to do with me?"

Lin Yun'er didn't respond; she just stared at him with her lively, deer-like eyes for a few moments, then pursed her lips and remained silent.

This little expression of hers left Lin Xiuyuan speechless, so he simply stood up and took out his phone. "You two sit for a while; I'm going to go chat with Zheng Xiuyan."

After saying this, he walked straight out of the tavern and started a call outside the door.

The door closed slowly, and only then did Sunny have the mood and time to properly examine the decor inside the tavern.

Although this place isn't big, the soft furnishings are quite exquisite, and it has a great atmosphere; you can tell a lot of heart was put into it.

Thus, she exclaimed, "This place is nice, Yun'er. We can come sit here when we have time; no one to disturb us, it's quite good."

"Unnie, you're thinking too much. Didn't you hear what that person just said? He's even talking about kicking Xiuyan-unnie out of the membership."

Speaking of this, Lin Yun'er pursed her lips into a smile. "This is a membership-only tavern; you basically can't get in without a member leading the way. Did you see the lock on the front door? Iris and fingerprint recognition—it's full of high-tech vibes."

Sunny was stunned upon hearing this and couldn't help but shrink her neck. "Ah, he wouldn't really kick Xiuyan out, would he?"

"Probably not," Lin Yun'er said.

Then, both of them turned their gazes toward the door, both wanting to know how Lin Xiuyuan and Zheng Xiuyan's conversation was going.

At the same time, they were also activating their own connections, preparing to probe whose script that "The Heirs" really was, to see if Lin Xiuyuan was bluffing them.

At this moment, under a streetlamp outside, Lin Xiuyuan leaned against a utility pole with his phone pressed to his ear.

"Hey, Zheng Xiuyan, have you lost your mind? How am I supposed to coach Lin Yun'er's acting? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

On the other end of the line, Zheng Xiuyan didn't care at all what he said, but fiercely latched onto one point:

That is, "Why are you yelling so loudly? Are you trying to be fierce with me?"

Lin Xiuyuan was bewildered:???

Hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan was left dumbfounded.

He swore—he swore on his own manhood—that he absolutely hadn't spoken loudly just now, let alone yelled at her.

His tone had just been a little bit heavy, and even that was only a tiny bit, and it was the kind that carried a smile.

This was clearly teasing, not being fierce.

"Why aren't you talking? Do you know you're wrong now?"

Zheng Xiuyan's voice continued, and she even hummed a few times before slowly responding to the actual business. "I did tell Yun'er to find you for an 'acting coaching' course, but I didn't say it had to be you doing the teaching."

"Then who else is there besides me?" Lin Xiuyuan didn't react for a moment.

"Besides you, there's Krystal."

As soon as these words were out, Lin Xiuyuan froze for a few seconds.

After his brain did a quick turn, he stared at the passing pedestrians and fell into a brief silence.

After a long while, he replied, "Ah, I understand. You really are a clever little devil, Zheng Xiuyan. You could even come up with this idea. But I have one more question: are you sure Lin Dajun can teach her?"

This last sentence had a double meaning, but Zheng Xiuyan understood what was meant between the lines.

"It's not like we're filming some movie, it's just an idol drama; it should be enough. Forget it, I'll come find you tonight to talk more. Don't run around today, you hear?"

"OK, OK, see you later then."

After hanging up, Lin Xiuyuan stood in place, pondering for a long time.

On one hand, he was thinking about the suggestion Zheng Xiuyan had just made, and on the other, he was thinking about the "Blue Dragon Film Award Best Actress" he had only met last night.

Then, looking back at the tavern door and the Lin Yun'er inside, he compared her to the "Movie Queen," and the scene of the two of them "teaching from afar" appeared in his mind, causing him to laugh out loud.

So the problem is, meeting in person is impossible, but how to teach without meeting?

While thinking, Lin Xiuyuan slipped over to the snack shop next door to buy a grilled sausage, packed two, and started pondering while eating.

So when he returned to the tavern, what Lin Yun'er and Sunny saw was him with a grilled sausage in his mouth, and they both froze for a moment.

"Ah, didn't you go to call unnie?"

Lin Xiuyuan, asked by Lin Yun'er, nodded. "Yeah, finished the call and bought a grilled sausage to eat on the way. By the way, I packed some for you too."

As he said this, he placed the bag in his hand on the coffee table and sat down.

"Thanks, but no need; we aren't used to eating this."

Just as Lin Yun'er finished speaking, Sunny looked at the grilled sausage in the bag with a bit of regret.

She really wanted to eat it, but when you're out and about, safety comes first.

"Hmm, no worries, I just happened to not be full."

For example, these two, Lin Yun'er and Sunny, who suddenly appeared across from his dining table.

"What problem?" Lin Yun'er asked.

"It's just that the instructor might not find it convenient to show their face, so you can list out some of your weaknesses or problems in acting, and I'll help you relay them to the other party, and then record an online video lesson like that for you to watch and study."

As Lin Xiuyuan finished speaking, Lin Yun'er, while thinking about these issues he mentioned, suddenly noticed someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.

Turning her head, she saw Sunny nodding slightly, signaling that she could agree to it.

Because in Sunny's view, as long as there is Zheng Xiuyan's guarantee, this matter basically won't be a trap; the remaining question is just choosing yes or no.

Since it's not a trap, why not give it a try?

No matter how pure the content of this coaching is, you have to take it first and see.

So, with Sunny's support, Lin Yun'er nodded and said, "Okay."

"Oh, forgot, there's one more point: this online lesson can only be watched here; it cannot be taken out of the tavern."

Lin Xiuyuan, feeling something was slightly amiss, added an extra condition.

Safety first, safety first.

And this point made Lin Yun'er hesitate slightly, but she still nodded and agreed. "That's fine too, whatever you say."

By this time, Lin Xiuyuan had already finished the second grilled sausage, and after throwing away the skewer, he was just about to grab the last one.

As it turned out, a small hand grabbed it faster than him.

Looking up, he saw that Sunny really couldn't bear watching Lin Xiuyuan eat so enjoyably while she sat there, so she snatched it away.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan didn't say anything, just said again, "Then there's only one last problem left."

This time, a few veins inexplicably popped out on Lin Yun'er's forehead, and her right hand under the table was already clenched into a fist. "Mr. Lin, can you state all your requirements at once?"

"This is the last one," Lin Xiuyuan smiled.

"Go ahead."

"It's going to cost extra."

These three words hadn't even made Lin Yun'er laugh in anger yet, when Sunny beside her suddenly jolted, looking down at the grilled sausage in her hand.

She thought to herself: It wouldn't be because she snatched one of his grilled sausages that he's asking for more money, would it?

Fortunately, Lin Xiuyuan's supplementary explanation came quickly. "It's just that if you need this extra after-sales service, then, it's going to cost extra."

It's true, spending ten million to bring the future "Blue Dragon Film Award Best Actress" out of retirement—ten million does indeed seem stingy.

You have to add a bit more money; at the very least, the equipment and labor costs for recording the online lessons should be borne by Lin Yun'er here.

Opposite him, Lin Yun'er, who had been clenching her little fist, slowly relaxed her hand and stared at Lin Xiuyuan for a few seconds.

Seeing his calm expression and peaceful tone, as if he didn't feel there was any problem with this request at all, she ultimately chose to trust him.

"That's fine, how much extra would it be?"

"Calculated by the lesson, ten million per lesson. You take the first lesson, and if you feel it's ineffective, you can get a refund, and you won't need to pay for the subsequent ones."

This sounded as if he had long been confident, and the pricing was crisp and decisive.

So Lin Yun'er didn't hesitate anymore and nodded. "Fine, so that's twenty million in total, right? How do I pay?"

"Credit card or online banking, whichever is convenient for you."

Just like that, a few minutes later, seeing the twenty million arrive in his account, Lin Xiuyuan got up and walked to the bar, grabbed some paper and a pen for Lin Yun'er, and handed them to her. "Here, you can write down your problems, and then wait for my notification."

"May I ask, can you provide a tiny clue about this script?"

At this time, Sunny, having finished the grilled sausage, spoke up to ask.

She wasn't actually looking for a topic to talk about; it was just that she had just contacted a circle of TV stations, and none of them had heard of any plans for this drama, so she was naturally a bit curious.

Lin Xiuyuan glanced at her indifferently and uttered a name in a nonchalant tone: "Kim Eun-sook."

As soon as the name of this gold-medal screenwriter came out, Lin Yun'er and Sunny immediately looked at each other, shock and surprise flashing in their eyes.

Kim Eun-sook—the creator of "Lovers in Paris," "Lovers in Prague," and "Secret Garden," a hit-making machine for Korean dramas.

Any script from her hands, even if the title isn't decided, is basically a double guarantee for ratings and buzz.

So now, the key question became: Can Lin Yun'er snatch that role?

Realizing this, Lin Yun'er immediately finished writing the questions at hand, then stood up, pulled Sunny, bowed solemnly to Lin Xiuyuan, and after thanking him, hurried out of the tavern.

She was in such a rush to leave naturally to return to the company and find her manager and superiors to discuss it as soon as possible.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Lin Yun'er knew the rules of the game for snatching roles very clearly: what it comes down to is being "fast."

It's best if the role is already decided before the script is even finalized.

Otherwise, once the script is out, you won't even have the qualifications to drink the soup.

As for Lin Xiuyuan, who remained in the tavern, looking at the twenty million in his account and thinking about the ten million he earned this morning, that's thirty million in total.

Which is approximately equal to 150,000 RMB.

He counted on his fingers while falling into deep thought.

At this pace of earning money, could it be that he has also started as a "protagonist of a god-tier rich man novel"?

(End of chapter)