Chapter 572
Dudu's Tragic Revenge
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The sun is already quite scorching in Hengdian today.
In a small film crew, the filming progress is stuck in an awkward position.
Calling it a small film crew is no exaggeration—the entire set had fewer than thirty people, the cameras were old models, the tracks were crooked, and there were traces of tape wrapped around the microphone booms.
The costumes, props, and sets were even more...indescribable.
The female lead's clothes were barely acceptable, but the supporting actors' costumes hung on the hangers, all wrinkled and looked like they'd been weighed out of the warehouse of some bankrupt film crew.
This is a microcosm of the countless small film crews in Hengdian.
Without the backing of big capital, the presence of famous directors, or the support of popular celebrities, it was not successful.
They are like a group of weeds struggling to survive in the cracks, relying on following trends and riding the wave of popularity, hoping that one day they will strike it lucky and make a blockbuster.
As noon approached, the sun shone brightly overhead, making one's scalp tingle.
Chen Duling, dressed in a long, algae-green dress, stood on the edge of the sunshade, clutching a script in her hand.
The dress was very simple, without any patterns or decorations, and the fabric was the cheapest kind. When the wind blew, it clung to her body, outlining her slender figure.
Even so, standing there, she still exuded a fresh and lively temperament—like a green bamboo growing in the wilderness, needing no embellishment, the simpler the better.
Her hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears, damp with sweat and clinging to her fair neck.
Not far away, the actress who was acting opposite her seemed much more relaxed.
She wore a bright red long dress with gold thread embroidered on the hem, which shimmered in the sunlight.
Her hair was elaborately styled, adorned with two or three hairpins, each studded with rhinestones, making them appear quite valuable.
She was surrounded by three people—one holding a small fan blowing in her face, one holding a parasol to block out all the sunlight, and another holding an iced fruit tea, ready to hand it to her at any time.
A typical surgically enhanced face: a chin so sharp it could pierce paper, eyes so large they don't look real, and a nose bridge so high it's like a slide.
The heavy makeup paired with the bright red ancient costume creates a jarring effect, as if a celebrity's face has been photoshopped into an ancient painting.
"Who are you acting for? Anyone who didn't know better would think you're still the leading lady!"
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Chen Duling, who was focused on memorizing her lines not far away, and a look of disdain and mockery flashed in her eyes.
Her two lackeys followed her gaze and also chuckled awkwardly.
"Qian Shuang, it was you...it was you who framed me! Why did you do this?..."
Chen Duling ignored those gazes.
Undistracted by external things, she was focused on the script she was writing down before filming began.
The script was covered with notes—red marks indicated emotional shifts, blue marks indicated emphasis on lines, and black marks indicated character relationship diagrams.
Some of the page footers were curled up, and some areas had been erased, leaving faint marks.
She murmured her lines softly, then blinked her eyelashes, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to immerse herself in the character's emotions.
Since participating in the League of Legends event with Gu Qing, her stagnant career has finally shown some signs of improvement.
Those resumes that had been ignored suddenly received a response.
Those private messages that I never replied to suddenly started showing red dots.
For a time,
I actually received several scripts. Some of them even included offers to play the female lead.
However, Chen Duling went to each interview, but was rejected without exception.
It's either because they lack company support, or because they haven't received any "benefits," or because they're indifferent to certain hints.
This is also the predicament of family workshops.
Having more freedom and choices also means losing many opportunities.
Without a large company backing her up, and with no one to shield her from all the messy things, she had to face all the temptations and traps on her own.
finally,
The only place without demanding requirements is the film crew she's currently working on.
She played the lead role of Qiu Qingli in a TV series called "Bone Fragrance".
The story is simple: it tells the tale of a young girl who becomes the disciple of a celestial being from Mount Shu, and the pure and tragic love story that unfolds between the master and disciple.
Does this sound familiar?
Of course it sounds familiar.
After signing the contract and receiving the scripts for the subsequent episodes, Chen Duling was somewhat lost.
"The female lead is destined to be alone, and her relationship with her master is tragic. She is loved by the demonic path, the righteous path, and the evil path. In the finale, she turns into a demon god, but sacrifices herself for love, leaving her righteous master to live in regret for the rest of his life."
If she hadn't gotten so confused from playing League of Legends, wouldn't this be a rip-off of the plot of "The Journey of Flower"?
Even their names are similar—"Fragrance of Bones" and "Thousand Bones of Flowers".
A single word makes all the difference, yet Sima Zhao's intentions are clear.
Since Gu Qing became a sensation, Hengdian's revenue has skyrocketed.
Every time he becomes a hit drama, a whole host of production teams immediately follow suit, wanting to film similar dramas and piggyback on his popularity and fame. From "The Journey of Flower" to "Legend of Nine Tails Fox"...
From "Nirvana in Fire" to "Love O2O," anyone who has acted in a role played by Gu Qing has been copied.
However, most of these dramas never get off the ground, unable to sell their copyrights, and can only be broadcast as web series for free, but they lack promotion and attract no attention.
This is all too common in the industry.
"No wonder it's called 'Fragrance of Bones,' how is this any different from the setting of 'The Journey of Flower'? Even the name is such a complete rip-off?"
After realizing what had happened, Chen Duling was at a loss for words.
At first, she thought that as the female lead of a movie that grossed 900 million yuan, she would attract the attention of some small film crews, so she decided to take a gamble.
But after joining the crew, Chen Duling discovered the crew's little scheme.
It turns out they were afraid of being sued for plagiarism!
Therefore,
I saw photos and news of her and Gu Qing participating in the League of Legends All-Star Game online, and assumed that the two had a very good relationship, so I tried to submit a script to her.
For the purpose of,
It's just that after the drama airs, whether it's the production team or the fans, seeing that she and Gu Qing have a good relationship, they choose to "turn a blind eye".
Chen Duling was stunned.
She thought she understood the bottom line of the entertainment industry, but she never expected that she had underestimated it.
Especially not long ago,
The producers, directors, and even the actors on set would occasionally try to find out about her relationship with Gu Qing, and even wanted to invite Gu Qing to visit the set.
Clearly, they want to generate some buzz for free.
"He... is very busy with work, and we're not that close. He usually doesn't reply to my messages."
With her intelligence, Chen Duling could certainly see through it and immediately made an excuse to back down.
To her utter surprise, the director and producer's expressions changed instantly upon hearing these words.
From "passionate" to "indifferent".
Their attitude towards her plummeted.
The most obvious manifestation of this is that her scenes were cut.
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"Wow, Duling, you're still working so hard! I really admire you."
"She debuted as the female lead in a movie, working with Gu Qing's younger brother, and earned 9 million yuan at the box office in just one film. She's still so humble and eager to learn. She actually agreed to act in our small production crew. Tsk tsk..."
The woman in the bright red dress, Zhao Qianqian, tilted her pointed chin slightly and gently waved her folding fan.
The fan was made of silk and painted with peonies; when you waved it, it carried a fragrant breeze.
Although she was praising, the sharpness and sarcasm in her words were palpable.
Every word is like a knife dipped in honey, cutting into you with a cloying sweetness.
The two lackeys standing next to them were also laughing, remembering their duties, and laughing so hard they were doubled over.
Chen Duling moved the script aside and looked up at her.
Her oval face was slightly pursed, her expression blank.
There was no anger or resentment in those clear eyes, only indifference.
Then, she lowered her head and ignored her.
Her scene was cut and given to the girl who spoke to her.
If it were just that simple, Chen Duling wouldn't be angry at all.
Having resources snatched away and scenes cut is all too common in this industry.
She's not the first, and she won't be the last.
But the first person to find out about her relationship with Gu Qing was this woman in front of her—Zhao Qianqian.
She was originally cast as the second female lead, a character somewhat like a combination of Xia Zixun and Ni Mantian—she loves the male lead, is his best friend, but her love turns to hatred, and she plots to frame him multiple times.
They are "best friends" both on and off screen.
When I first joined the crew and met Zhao Qianqian, she was like a gentle and understanding older sister who took good care of me.
I was worried she was hot, so I handed her a wet wipe.
Afraid she would get cold, he draped his coat over her shoulders;
She always saves the best food for herself; she's even more considerate than your own mother.
Chen Duling thought she had gained a close and caring sister.
They rehearsed together, ate together, and took walks and chatted together after work.
Zhao Qianqian would listen to her talk about school, analyze her roles, and tell her jokes to cheer her up when she was in a bad mood.
That warmth, in the unfamiliar film crew, was like a ray of light.
However, Chen Duling overlooked the fact that when the other party talked about "Left Ear", they would repeatedly steer the conversation towards Gu Qing.
He was both amazed and adoring, saying he was a big fan and very envious of her.
His tone and expression were as sincere as any fan waiting for Gu Qing at the airport.
Until one late-night conversation—
"Dudu, could you give your sister Gu Qing's contact information?"
Zhao Qianqian's true colors were revealed. Her voice was still gentle, and her smile was still kind, but there was an urgent light in her eyes that Chen Duling had never seen before.
Chen Duling, who was immersed in vanity, suddenly woke up.
Something's wrong with her!
Chen Duling immediately stammered and changed the subject, saying that she and Gu Qing were not very close and she didn't dare to give his contact information to others rashly, for fear of causing misunderstandings.
"I see..."
Zhao Qianqian was just disappointed and didn't say anything.
She smiled, said, "It's okay, I understand," and turned over to go to sleep.
Chen Duling initially felt a little guilty, wondering if she was overthinking things.
Maybe they really are just a fan, just want a way to get in touch, and don't mean anything else.
She plans to give him a signed photo of Gu Qing that she has treasured someday.
Unexpectedly, rumors began circulating within the production crew the very next day—
She said Gu Qing dumped her!
And what else: She relentlessly tried to contact Gu Qing, but he had already blocked her.
Her good relationship with Gu Qing is purely a publicity stunt to gain access to resources.
Those words, as if they had grown wings, flew around the film crew.
Some people believe it, some don't; some watch the spectacle, and some embellish it.
Wherever Chen Duling went, she could feel strange looks from others.
This led the director and producer to subtly inquire about Chen Duling, and their attitudes changed drastically upon hearing her "answer."
At first, Chen Duling was not sure if Zhao Qianqian was the one who did it.
It wasn't until she saw the other party flirting with the director and producer in private, and that Zhao Qianqian was often nowhere to be seen during lunch breaks and evenings, and then that her lines were suddenly cut and the other party was given more screen time, that things changed.
Chen Duling understood everything.
"Liar! Disgusting!!"
Chen Duling lowered her head, her slender fingers gripping the script turning white, and her fair skin flushing red.
It felt like a fire was burning inside her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
Zhao Qianqian continued to gossip and make fun of Chen Duling.
The people around them laughed along, laughing heartily.
The warmth and cruelty of human relationships within the film crew were magnified countless times at this moment.
This is what a child actor's daily life is like!
"Phew... It's okay, it's okay. If the scenes were cut, so be it. At least I still got paid, right?"
"Xu Yi once said that as long as you perform each scene well and are true to yourself, that's enough."
“Treat her like a fly…buzz buzz buzz buzz…”
Chen Duling was glad that she had left her mother at the hotel, preventing her from witnessing this scene.
She turned to the script and continued to immerse herself in the play.
Those densely written notes were her only support in this film crew.
"Come on, Qianqian, get ready, we're about to start filming."
A greasy, fat director, holding a walkie-talkie, said with a smile.
His eyes narrowed to slits as he looked Zhao Qianqian up and down with greed and lust.
"Here you are, Director!"
Zhao Qianqian immediately swayed her slender waist and responded in a sweet, cloying voice. Her voice was like honey, so sticky it gave one goosebumps.
Chen Duling closed the script, placed it on the stool, and prepared to rehearse.
"Qian Shuang, it was you, it was you who did it... Why did you frame me?!"
Filming begins.
Chen Duling composed herself, her beautiful eyes reddening, her slender body trembling slightly.
Her voice was trembling; it wasn't acting, she was genuinely immersed in the role.
In her eyes, as she looked at Zhao Qianqian, there was anger, confusion, and heartbreak from being betrayed.
The emotion came on so suddenly and so genuinely, like a flood bursting its banks.
Zhao Qianqian didn't expect Chen Duling's emotions to come so intensely, and she was flustered and slightly stuttered.
Her mouth opened and closed, her eyes darted around, and she forgot her lines.
"Qingli, I... 123, 456, 78, 12!!"
She read out the numbers in a dry, emotionless voice.
Chen Duling was stunned.
She stood there, her eyes still red and tears welling up, but her whole being seemed to have been paused.
She has acted in several dramas since her debut, and even worked with the biggest star Gu Qing, but this is the first time she has met a rival who can recite numbers.
Those "digital actresses" seen in the news and criticized by their peers actually exist.
It turned out that he was standing right in front of her.
"Cut! Duling, what are you doing?! Why aren't you acting?!"
The director immediately yelled "Cut!" and questioned him sternly.
His voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire film set.
"Director, she...she..."
Chen Duling seemed a little lost. She pointed at Zhao Qianqian, then lowered her hand, her lips opening and closing repeatedly.
How could one possibly maintain the emotions that had been building up?
Like a punctured balloon, it deflated completely in an instant.
Zhao Qianqian covered her mouth, feigning grievance, her eyes reddening as if she had been "bullied".
That acting was a whole level better than when she was reciting numbers.
The director offered a few words of comfort and signaled to start filming the second take.
Unexpectedly, Chen Duling's emotions were even more intense the second time.
Zhao Qianqian took a half step back, intimidated by Chen Duling's gaze, and secretly thought to herself that something was wrong. If Chen Duling performed so well, wouldn't she be overshadowing her?
So she resorted to the same trick again.
"Ah~ Qiu!"
As she was acting, Zhao Qianqian deliberately made a mistake and sneezed in an affected manner.
She covered her nose, bent over, and looked completely innocent, as if to say, "I didn't mean to."
"Sorry, sorry, my nose is a little uncomfortable. Dudu, thank you for your hard work, let's do another take."
Her voice was sweet and apologetic, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.
This is a "little trick" used by many celebrities in the entertainment industry.
Fearing that competitors will shoot better than them, they deliberately make mistakes to damage the other party's feelings.
Once, twice, three times. By the time you're exhausted, how can you possibly concentrate on acting?
After a few tries, can you still get into character?
Especially for an actress like Chen Duling, whose acting skills are completely blank, she finally managed to get into the mood and was performing a half-crying scene, but she was interrupted twice and couldn't act anymore.
Her eyes were still red, but her emotions, like smoke blown away by the wind, just wouldn't come together.
"Click! Duling, what's wrong with you? You're acting strange!"
"Cut! Where are your lines? You forgot your lines?!"
"Cut! You can't even cry in a crying scene, what kind of actor are you!"
"Damn it, I'm not filming anymore!"
On set, the director flew into a rage and started swearing.
His spittle flew everywhere, and his finger almost poked Chen Duling's nose.
Show no mercy in front of others.
Getting angry, he gave Zhao Qianqian a look.
Zhao Qianqian's pretty face stiffened as she suppressed her nausea and vomiting, but seeing the numb Chen Duling, she immediately regained her dignity.
She snorted and walked away haughtily, the hem of her red dress swaying in the wind.
The gazes of those around her—some mocking, some sympathetic, some gloating—were like needles pricking Chen Duling.
Chen Duling silently picked up the script she had placed there and hugged it to her chest.
She walked to the sunshade, to the simple bench area, and sat quietly by herself.
In front of me was dust on the ground, blown up and then falling back down by the wind.
She recalled what Gu Qing had said: "Those who take acting seriously will not be let down. As long as you are true to yourself, that's enough."
She thought of her mother.
I remember my mother waiting for me at the hotel after work, and the encouraging tone in her voice when she said, "Dudu is the best."
After an unknown amount of time, the sun in front of them was obscured by a shadow.
"Dudu, come on, it's time to eat! Mom made you several dishes today!"
"Absolutely healthy and delicious."
A very kind woman, carrying a carefully prepared insulated food container, tenderly wiped her daughter's sweat-covered cheeks.
"Why is it so hot? Where's the fan? Why aren't you using it..."
"mom……"
At that moment, Chen Duling felt so wronged that she wanted to cry, and she wanted to throw herself into the woman's arms and cry out all her grievances, anger, and resentment.
But she was afraid her mother would worry, afraid that her mother would find out about her situation on the set.
She turned her head away, swallowing back the emotions that welled up inside her.
"Dudu, why are your eyes so red?"
The woman noticed something was wrong and asked worriedly.
"Mom, wasn't I filming a crying scene today? I cried several times just now, how could my eyes not be red?"
Chen Duling turned her head, took the lunchbox, and pretended not to care.
Her voice was light and cheerful, as if she were telling something funny. She opened the lunchbox with a mixture of surprise and delight, "Mom, I love you so much! You made so much delicious food!"
"Of course it's delicious! The boxed lunches on set aren't healthy at all. What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."
The woman had no choice but to put aside her worries for the time being and open the lunchboxes one by one and place them on the small table.
Stir-fried seasonal vegetables, tomato and egg drop soup, and a small dish of her favorite sweet and sour lotus root slices.
The aroma of food filled the sweltering air.
To avoid the woman's probing gaze, Chen Duling picked up some food with her chopsticks while turning on her phone to pass the time.
"Hey, don't use your phone while wearing contact lenses! Dudu, what's your prescription now?!"
The woman started nagging again and reached out to grab the phone.
"Mom, I know, I know, I'll just watch for a little while..."
Chen Duling had just given a perfunctory reply when her gaze fell on the screen—
You have two unread messages.
He froze instantly.
"Why were you so reckless?"
The woman nearly knocked over her bowl and chopsticks when she saw her daughter suddenly grab the phone with both hands. She quickly tidied up the dishes, looking puzzled and worried. "What happened?"
"No...it's nothing..."
Chen Duling nervously bit her lower lip, her pure white fingertips trembling slightly.
Her heart was pounding like a drum, thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump, as if it wanted to jump out of her chest.
She clicked on the message.
"Little Ear, I'm in trouble now. The director of this year's Spring Festival Gala told me that my program is missing a partner: a gentle, beautiful, and scholarly young girl. You're the only one I can think of!"
"Time is tight, I need to come to the capital for an interview. If you have time, try to come today or tomorrow. My flight is tomorrow night. Remember to call me when you see this."
Chen Duling spent a full minute reading the two messages, which were neither too long nor too short.
Gu Qing's message was written in a relaxed, casual, and even slightly humorous tone.
"I'm in trouble now," "You're the only one I can think of."
But it was precisely this tone that made Chen Duling realize that...
He was protecting his own self-esteem.
This is the Spring Festival Gala!
That stage watched by the entire nation, that show that countless artists would kill to get on, that place she never dared to dream of—Gu Qing brought it to her.
"Dudu, what's wrong?"
The woman approached anxiously, beads of sweat still clinging to her forehead.
"Mom, book me a flight to the capital right now, the sooner the better! I'm going to ask the film crew for leave!"
Chen Duling covered the phone, and without saying a word, immediately got up and ran away.
She walked quickly, her skirt billowing in the wind, completely ignoring the strange looks from those around her.
After Chen Duling found out where the director was, she arrived at the door of the dressing room, slightly out of breath—
The door wasn't closed properly; there was a crack.
She was about to knock on the door when she heard rustling sounds coming from inside.
It wasn't the sound of talking; it was the sound of fabric rubbing together, the sound of a chair being bumped, a sound that made you not want to delve into it.
Her face flushed red instantly, and her outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
Then, the door opened.
Zhao Qianqian, the director, and even the producer all came out with flushed faces.
Zhao Qianqian's hair was a little messy, and her lipstick had smudged onto the corner of her mouth;
The director's shirt collar was open, revealing his pale neck; the producer was fastening his belt.
"Duling, what brings you here?"
The producer's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Duling's slender waist.
Unfortunately, I'm currently in a "wise man's time" and don't have any particular thoughts.
"Producer Fan, Director, I'd like to ask for leave. I need to be away for a day or two."
Chen Duling subconsciously took a step back, held her breath, and mustered her courage to speak.
"How can this be? If you take two days off, the production crew will lose a lot of money!"
The director, with his arm around Zhao Qianqian's waist, was the first to express his dissatisfaction.
"Yes, Dudu, you have to be considerate of the crew. Everyone is working so hard on filming, how can you ask for a couple of days off to go out and have fun?"
Zhao Qianqian said lightly, her tone full of accusation that "you are ignorant".
"I didn't say I was going out to play! I'm going for a job interview!!"
Chen Duling clenched her fist and glared angrily at Zhao Qianqian.
How dare you say I'm not serious when you're someone who just reads numbers out your lines?!
However, her angry expression was just too adorable. Her cheeks puffed out, her eyes widened, and her lips pursed tightly, like a snow-white little rabbit, posing absolutely no threat.
"An interview? Where can you go for an interview?"
Zhao Qianqian was amused, covering her mouth with her folding fan as she laughed heartily, "Have you forgotten that you still have a contract? Dudu, you're so cute, going to find another job right in front of this family?"
"Chen Duling, are you breaking the contract?"
Even Producer Fan's face turned extremely ugly.
"I'm not breaking my contract! The Spring Festival Gala won't air until February next year; I just need to ask for two days off!"
Even the strongest Chen Duling couldn't withstand the constant teasing. Her eyes reddened, but she gritted her teeth and didn't let the tears fall.
"Spring Festival Gala?"
Producer Fan and director were stunned, as if someone had pressed the pause button on them at the same time.
You mean the Spring Festival Gala?
Zhao Qianqian wanted to laugh even more.
She opened her mouth, ready to say a few more sarcastic remarks.
"It was Gu Qing's younger brother who asked me to audition!"
Chen Duling, having reached her limit, exclaimed, "If you don't let me go, I'll return your payment! I don't want the money, okay?!"
In an instant,
Zhao Qianqian felt as if her fate had been seized by the throat.
Her smile froze on her face, like a painting splashed with water, her features distorted.
Producer Fan and director were also dumbfounded, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.
Their faces changed from red to white, from white to green, and from green to purple, as if a palette had been overturned.
"Gu...Gu Qing?"
Producer Fan's forehead was sweating, beads of sweat trickling down his temples. He forced a sheepish smile and rubbed his hands together.
"Beep...beep beep, is this Gu Qing you're talking about...that top celebrity?"
Chen Duling only glanced at them coldly before turning and leaving.
On the car leaving the film crew.
The taxi drove through the narrow streets of Hengdian, lined with rows of antique-style buildings and countless film crew signs.
Sunlight streamed through the car window, casting dappled shadows on Chen Duling's face.
"Dudu, the Gu Qing you just mentioned... is that the Gu Qing who acted with you in 'The Left Ear'?"
The woman sat in the passenger seat, looking back at her daughter with eyes full of worry and confusion.
"Ah."
Chen Duling responded and looked down at her phone.
On the screen, Gu Qing's two messages were still lit up; she couldn't bear to exit or swipe away.
"Then...then what you were talking about earlier, the Spring Festival Gala..."
"Mom, don't ask now. Can you help me calculate the pay? If I really don't film, how much money will I have to pay?"
Chen Duling's voice was very calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.
But her hands were trembling slightly.
Clearly, her outburst in front of everyone was the boldest thing she had ever done in her life.
The woman opened her mouth, then closed it again, sighed, took out a calculator from her bag, and began to do the calculations.
Just then, my phone vibrated.
Chen Duling looked down and saw it was Producer Fan.
She hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the answer.
"Beep...beep beep, what happened just now was our fault."
Your leave request is approved! You can take as many days as you want! Don't worry about the production crew; they've reserved your schedule, your scenes, everything!"
Producer Fan's voice was eight octaves lower than before, and he spoke respectfully, as if he were reporting to a superior.
The tone was as humble and obsequious as could be.
"And another thing, we've reconsidered your scenes and decided that the parts we cut before were unnecessary."
I'll add it back for you tomorrow, no, I'll revise the script tonight!
"Producer Fan, no need..."
"Yes, yes! Don't worry, Dudu, we will definitely make this drama well and you will not be disappointed!"
Tell Gu Qing's younger brother—no, tell Gu Qing's teacher—that our crew welcomes him to visit anytime…
I said I don't need it!
Chen Duling hung up the phone.
Before she could even catch her breath, the director called again.
"Duling, I was rude just now, please don't take it to heart."
Um... could you please pass on a message to Gu Qing's younger brother? Just say that our crew greatly admires him, and if he has time..."
Chen Duling hung up again.
Then there's Zhao Qianqian.
She didn't answer.
The screen lit up and then dimmed, dimmed and then lit up again.
One message after another poured in: apologies, explanations, attempts to get closer, and probing questions.
Show concern and ask after their well-being; speak humbly and obsequiously.
It felt like I was back to the feeling of being the center of attention when I first joined the crew.
But Chen Duling knew that it wasn't because of her.
It was someone who didn't even know she was in this film crew.
I have no idea how much she suffered, or how she was almost forced to leave the group.
He did nothing but send two messages, mention the Spring Festival Gala, and call her "Little Ears".
The giant Buddha statue, as large as a mountain, was never even shown; the entire crew's attitude changed the moment someone mentioned its name.
Chen Duling looked at the scenery passing by outside the window.
The city walls of Hengdian are receding, the antique-style streets are receding, and the roads she has walked countless times are receding.
"..."
Chen Duling did not speak.
She will never film this movie under any circumstances.
She couldn't imagine what disgusting things those guys would do once they found out about her relationship with Xu Yi after the show aired.
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...(End of this chapter)