novellhall Chapter 39: Four Scandals Erupt, and Various Parties' Thoughts
Chapter 39: Four Scandals Erupt, and Various Parties' Thoughts
Li Binbin was taken aback.
Li Xue rarely used the term "maid".
Among the sisters, this term is an unspoken, derogatory way of referring to Fan Binbin.
Li Binbin likes to use this word all the time.
Li Xue, having just entered the industry under her guidance, was relatively more reserved.
Fan Binbin debuted as Jin Suo, and Li Binbin had never considered her as an equal rival to him before.
Even now, she needs to use the "Double Ice" buff to benefit from the four stars.
Li Binbin also felt that Fan Binbin was just a stepping stone for him.
Didn't you see how everyone called Fan Binbin "Little Bingbing" a couple of years ago?
What does this mean?
This proves that Li Binbin is the real person, the real Bingbing!
But at this moment, Li Xue's use of this word seemed more like a reminder.
Even the "maids" they looked down upon had already gotten on board.
"What do you mean?" Li Binbin sat up straight.
"What I mean is, if Fan Binbin can get on the bus, so can we."
Li Xue turned the laptop around, and on the screen was a preliminary plan that had just been drafted.
"Sis, your recent schedules are all in the capital, so you can squeeze in some time. I've checked the information, and this young man named Wei Yi is indeed preparing to make a movie."
"The project has already passed the approval and review process, and the project teams seem to have been established."
"His investment is only ten million, so doesn't that require famous actors to join? Sister, you are much more famous than Fan Binbin."
"Then let's talk to him about taking on the lead role. The pay doesn't matter, even a cameo is fine. I think this favor will be worth far more in the future!"
Li Binbin remained silent for a while.
In the apartment's living room, only the hissing sound of the radiators remained.
Then she spoke up: "Okay."
In short, it was concise and to the point, without any unnecessary words.
Li Xue laughed, picked up her phone and started scrolling through her contacts: "Then I'll find someone to find out how to contact this Wei Yi right now."
Hengdian.
The hotel rented by the crew of the TV series "14 Blades".
Mu Tingting wrapped herself in the blanket, the light from the laptop screen reflecting on her face.
She controlled the mouse, gliding over the photos again and again.
Fan Binbin tugged at Wei Yi's sleeve and acted coquettishly.
Fan Binbin and Wei Yi walked side by side toward the school gate.
Fan Binbin and Wei Yi were chatting and laughing.
Her eyes reddened, but not from grievance; it was something that was hard to tell whether it was fear or anger that was stuck in her chest.
The phone rang.
Zhang Jiani's text message: "Tingting, did you see that news?"
Mu Tingting did not reply.
A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
She got up and opened the door. Zhang Jianni was standing at the door, wrapped in a coat, holding two cups of instant milk tea.
"Tingting, I knew you weren't asleep."
Zhang Jiani handed her the milk tea and walked in naturally.
The two sat on the edge of the bed, and Zhang Jianni glanced at Mu Tingting's still-lit phone screen.
The image above is the one from the series where Fan Binbin is pulling on Wei Yi's sleeve.
"This Fan Binbin is shameless."
Zhang Jianni frowned. "She clearly went to talk to Director Wei about the movie, but she had to turn it into a scandal. Female celebrities in the industry use this tactic the most."
Mu Tingting didn't say anything and closed the laptop.
Zhang Jianni observed her expression and cautiously began to speak:
"But then again, Tingting, you can't just ignore everything. No matter how talented Director Wei is, he's only eighteen. Right now, most of the entertainment industry is watching him. Today it's Fan Binbin, but who knows who it will be tomorrow? If you don't keep a close eye on him, what if someone really steals his spot?"
"He's not that kind of person," Mu Tingting whispered.
"I know Director Wei isn't that kind of person."
Zhang Jianni quickly said, "But we can't stop those women from swarming around us. Isn't this kind of thing common in the entertainment industry? What wouldn't those female celebrities do for resources?"
Mu Tingting picked up the milk tea and put the straw in her mouth, but didn't drink it.
"Why don't you take a few days off and go back to Yanjing to visit Director Wei?"
Zhang Jianni suggested, "Anyway, we're almost done filming here, just a few final scenes left. Given Director Zhang's fondness for Director Wei, and your relationship with Director Wei, I'm sure Director Zhang will agree."
"If all else fails, if you really can't get leave, or if you, Tingting, don't want to take leave, then give Fan Binbin a heads-up over the phone and tell her not to get too close to Director Wei."
Mu Tingting looked up at her.
Zhang Jiani's heart skipped a beat when she saw her gaze, and she quickly put on a concerned expression: "I was just worried about you."
"He's a director, so he'll have to interact with actresses all the time. If I interfere too much, he'll get annoyed."
Mu Tingting said, her voice tinged with grievance and resentment, "But Fan Binbin... she's really so beautiful."
Looking at her like this, Zhang Jiani felt both heartache and a slight pang of sadness.
I genuinely feel sorry for you.
During this time, Mu Tingting told her everything.
He truly considered her his best friend on set.
It is indeed sour and astringent.
Sometimes she couldn't help but think, what if we had been in Director Zhang Li's office back then?
If I had spoken up first and taken the initiative, would I be the one sitting next to Wei Yi right now?
The thought flashed through her mind for only a moment before she suppressed it.
"Anyway, don't worry too much. You'll be going back in half a month anyway. You can stay by Director Wei's side every day and see who dares to come near you then."
Mu Tingting's lips finally curved into a smile: "Yes. You're right."
The two girls sat side by side on the edge of the bed, each lost in their own thoughts as they looked out the window at the night view of Hengdian.
Sichuan Province, Shunan Bamboo Sea Scenic Area.
The location where the crew of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" filmed.
Chen Zihan had just finished filming a night scene and was sitting in a folding chair behind the monitor, wearing a military overcoat.
Her assistant ran over to show her the news on her laptop, but hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zihan took the laptop, glanced down at it, and her expression froze for a moment.
Then she handed the phone back to her assistant and smiled, "It's fine."
The assistant didn't dare ask any more questions.
Chen Zihan took out a pack of slim cigarettes from the pocket of his military overcoat, lit one, and put it in his mouth.
The smoke dissipated quickly in the night wind.
She recalled that time, her days in Hengdian.
The two were drinking at a roadside stall, and she, emboldened by the alcohol, leaned her leg against him.
The dim lighting in the hotel room at night.
And that eighteen-year-old man bluntly told her, "I'm lusting after your body."
So open and honest that it's impossible to even get angry.
At the time, she thought this person was too slippery and difficult to control.
But now, looking at those titles in the news...
Zhang Yi is the head of photography on a film crew, Gong Li's personal photographer, someone personally invited by Anna Wintour, and the directorial debut with a ten million yuan investment...
She then realized that the boy wasn't cunning; he simply didn't take those things seriously at all.
It was just a casual fling; I never intended to develop feelings for her.
Chen Zihan stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray next to him.
Do you regret it? A little.
But she knew herself all too well.
She's not the type to argue with people.
She was the woman who initially thought she could win over this promising young man, but ended up being outmaneuvered.
"Never mind." She chuckled to herself, pulled her military overcoat tighter, and stood up.
The assistant cautiously asked from behind, "Ms. Chen, would you like to go back to the hotel?"
"Let's go. We have to get up early tomorrow." Chen Zihan didn't turn her head and walked back under the dim yellow lights of the scenic area.
The night wind rustled through the bamboo forest.