[Zhang San, the third male lead in the Tears of the beauty crew, brought in money… these are not important.]

　　[He’s a man of unrestrained taste. During filming, he attempted to exploit his financial influence with Song Zhiyu. After being rejected, he became furious and bought a lot of negative press releases. Two months after the wrap of “Tears of the beauty,” he was reported for gathering a crowd… ahem, I can’t talk about that.]

　　[Forget about the rest, let the police handle it, but how dare this bastard have the nerve to sexually exploit my brother! How dare he!]

　　Song Zhiyi raised her eyes, not hiding the murderous intent in them.

　　Yeah, how dare he.

　　Zhang San’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his legs were shaking. Suddenly, a large hand like a palm-leaf fan rested on his shoulder. He turned around and met Chen Fei’s kind smile.

　　This scene absolutely cannot be filmed. No, we have to call Xiaoyu back. We can’t lose our integrity just for the sake of filming.

　　Zhang San stammered, “Director, I’m not. I don’t even know Song Zhiyu…”

　　”Don’t know him? That’s good.” Even though he said that, Chen Fei’s grip still didn’t loosen. What else could he not understand by now? His hard work had definitely been ruined by this man!

　　He winked at the person beside him, and the assistant director understood and immediately came over and pulled the man away with his arm around his shoulder.

　　”Stop filming for a moment. Everyone’s worked hard today. Let’s take a break.” Chen Fei shouted through the megaphone, then smiled apologetically at the confused Song Zhiyi, “Ms. Song, please don’t leave in such a hurry. I have some work matters that I want to discuss with you and Zhiyu later.”

　　Song Zhiyi nodded strangely and watched him leave. By the way, how did he know her last name was Song? She hadn’t told him her name yet, had she?

　　*

　　In the dressing room, after asking all irrelevant people to leave, two assistant directors stood guard over Zhang San, watching him closely.

　　In addition, there was an even deeper murderous intent coming from the tall and thin woman beside him.

　　Perhaps because she had not been out for many years, her skin color was a little sickly pale, her eyes were slightly bulging under the thick-bottomed glasses, and her murderous intent was almost condensed into substance.

　　If looks could kill, Zhang San would have become a pool of minced meat by now.

　　Before filming, he had given his phone to his assistant, who had disappeared. Seeing that the three refused to let him go, Zhang San grew increasingly irritated and shouted with a barely concealed anger, “Are you sick? My scenes are coming up next. Can you afford to pay me for the delay?!”

　　He has figured it out now. It must be that Chen Fei heard some rumors and deliberately asked someone to scare him. His purpose is to make him quit the crew on his own initiative, so that the financial sponsor, Boss Wang, will not be able to withdraw his investment.

　　As for that voice, it was naturally recorded and played in advance, otherwise could it really be that there were gods and ghosts?

　　Haha, I have to admit that this is indeed quite impressive, but it still can’t fool myself. Moreover, this role was something he had finally managed to snatch from Boss Wang, so he would never give it up easily!

　　Thinking of this, a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face: “I warn you, if you provoke me, it will be the face of Boss Wang. When the time comes, I will withdraw my investment and see how you can still shoot.”

　　The woman sneered and slowly rolled up the thick script in her hand. “I was wondering who was clamoring for script changes every day. Turns out he’s a duck. No wonder he likes to quack so much.”

　　Zhang San’s face darkened, and he rushed over with a fierce look on his face, smacking his finger at her. “What do you mean? I’m warning you, if it weren’t for me, would you have been able to film this with this crappy script of yours? Do you know what gratitude is?”

　　Snap——

　　There was a clear crisp sound, which stunned the two assistant directors present. Of course, the most stunned one was Zhang San, who was hit on the head by the script scroll.

　　”What do you know about scripts? How do you know about scripts? Because you’re a ninny who didn’t get through the nine years of compulsory education, or because you’ve learned how to write them through hard work? Oh, tell me! You know shit, bah!”

　　With every curse the screenwriter uttered, the script scroll dropped. Her frail body erupted with incredible strength, pinning the overweight, untrained Zhang San to the ground and beating him until her arms cramped slightly from the excessive force.

　　”What are you doing?” Chen Fei pushed the door open at this precise moment, helped his old partner of many years to the side, and accidentally stepped on Zhang San. He exclaimed in surprise, “Oh, Teacher Zhang, why are you here? Are you sleeping?”

　　”I’ll sleep with you!” Zhang San came to his senses and became even more angry. He got up from the ground and raised his hand to hit the screenwriter in front of him. Then he was controlled by the assistant directors who kept disconnecting.

　　”Chen Fei, you’re so…”

　　Chen Fei turned a deaf ear to him, his expression unchanged: “Teacher Zhang looks tired too. Why don’t you go to the next room and rest for a while?”

　　The two assistant directors received the hint and took Zhang San to the next room arm in arm. It was unknown what they did, but Zhang San’s angry curses gradually disappeared.

　　Chen Fei and screenwriter Zhao Bai were in the dressing room, one looking up at the sky while the other rubbed his aching wrist.

　　After the assistant director returned, Zhao Bai said, “Judging from Zhang San’s reaction, this matter is confirmed. What should we do now?”

　　”Let me think about it.” Chen Fei sighed. After all, the filming had just started, and replacing the third male lead was not a big deal. But it happened that he was the one who brought in the investment for this drama. If he didn’t change him, and the drama couldn’t be broadcasted, wouldn’t their efforts in this drama be wasted?

　　”I was impulsive today.” Zhao Bai was silent for a while, then apologized.

　　Chen Fei waved his hand and said nothing. He could understand why Zhao Bai was so angry today. She had spent four or five years polishing this script and loved it more than he did.

　　He thought for a moment and said with determination, “I have another house in Anchuan. It’s in a good location and should be worth quite a bit of money. If that’s not enough, I’ll borrow some from friends. I won’t hire any popular actors either, I’ll look for one from the university. But Song Zhiyu still has to stay.”

　　Zhao Bai nodded gently. As long as Song Zhiyu was there, his sister would be there, which could eliminate a lot of risks for them. However, “Xiaomi should go to school, right?”

　　Chen Fei was silent for a moment, then gave a disguising grin: “It’s okay, it’s just elementary school. It won’t be a big deal if she start a year or two late.”

　　”If you say it’s okay, then it’s okay. How do we explain this to my sister-in-law?” Zhao Bai glanced at him and picked up the phone from the ground with her left hand. “I beat Zhang San. If Boss Wang is unhappy, then I should apologize. As long as the investors are there, we can find a decent script to shoot first, and then we still have a chance to succeed. As for Tears of a Beauty, we’ll talk about it later.”

　　Tears of a Beauty was originally called Chronical of Wind and Clouds, and the original version was not as full of romance as it is now. However, the investors wanted the script to be published so badly that she made concessions again and again.

　　Now, she suddenly didn’t want the script to be destroyed. Even if it was covered in dust, it should be clean.

　　*

　　”…But Song Zhiyu still has to stay.”

　　Hearing this, the brother and sister took a step back tacitly and looked at each other.

　　”Sister, what should we do now?” Song Zhiyu glanced helplessly at the dressing room, holding an umbrella. They had originally come here to discuss leaving the group, but who knew they’d overheard something. It looked like the investor was pulling out?

　　Originally, he didn’t feel any psychological pressure when he came to withdraw from the crew. After all, today was only his first day of filming, but the director’s words… to be honest, he was a little moved by what he heard, and at the same time, he also felt a lot of guilt for withdrawing from the crew.

　　Song Zhiyi knew more than Song Zhiyu, so she naturally figured out that the problem lay with Zhang San. But even if Zhang San was replaced, it wouldn’t necessarily be a good thing for the crew.

　　Zhang San had brought in the investment, and if they rashly changed the cast, the investors would surely withdraw their capital. If a petty businessman, with Zhang San’s whispering, could easily manipulate their small crew. But if they didn’t change, the film would be shot but wouldn’t be broadcast.

　　Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi couldn’t help but sympathize with this ill-fated crew. Although no matter what they did, it had nothing to do with her, she only needed to take care of her brother’s life and stay away from danger, but…

　　Song Zhiyi asked in a low voice: “Do you still want to shoot this scene?”

　　Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment and did not give an immediate answer.

　　He slightly moved the parasol aside and looked at the scorching sunlight. The hood was stuffy; the places where he had applied the paint were a little itchy; the costume was also very hot, and the clothes underneath were soaked… He had countless reasons to give up.

　　”Sister, this is the first serious play I’ve taken on,” Song Zhiyu lowered his thick raven eyelashes, his eyes serious, “If possible, I still want to finish the performance well.”

　　”Okay, I got it. Let’s go talk to the director.” Song Zhiyi nodded casually and strode forward.

　　Although the crew was a bit poor, they were so determined to choose her brother, which showed that they had some vision. She didn’t mind giving a little help to those with vision.

　　Song Zhiyi walked to the door and knocked twice. When she heard the arguing inside subside, she cleared her throat and asked, “Is Director Chen here?”

　　*

　　Several round tables put together form a simple long conference table.

　　Chen Fei was a little embarrassed: “Ms. Song, why don’t we meet at a restaurant tomorrow to talk? This is really a bit shabby.”

　　Song Zhiyi shook her head, not feeling uncomfortable at all. She unfolded what looked to others like an ordinary notebook, her profile card album, and, holding a pen in her right hand, wrote something on it with a professional air.

　　”We’re just chatting casually today, and then professionals will come to draw up a contract with you. Let’s do it here.”

　　[Drinking parties are the most annoying thing in the world, no doubt about it!]

　　Here it comes, the strange sound appears again!

　　Chen Fei’s eyes never left Song Zhiyi. He could clearly see that her mouth was tightly shut. It was impossible for her to be ventriloquizing. Song Zhiyu’s expression didn’t change at all. With his acting skills, he definitely couldn’t have acted out such a natural reaction. What did this mean? It meant that he was fully aware that Song Zhiyi was a master!

　　Today was his first day on the set, and he brought his sister with him. It was obvious that he had known Zhang San’s background for a long time and came to remind him!

　　If the drama can be broadcast normally, these two siblings will be his benefactors!

　　Chen Fei, who is a person with delicate thoughts in the arts, was moved to tears by his own imagination. Zhao Bai has worked with him for many years and has a similar train of thought.

　　Song Zhiyi looked at the woman next to her whose face looked even paler due to her red eyes. Afraid that something might happen to her, she rummaged through her pocket and took out a candy and handed it to her.

　　[Why do they look like they’re about to cry? They shouldn’t be so excited, right? How about I add a few tens of millions more?]

　　Chen Fei:!

　　He’ll squeeze out a few more tears.

　　[But we have to make sure this show gets aired. I’m not asking for a huge profit, but at least I hope it doesn’t lose that much money. By the way, are there any bad actors among this cast…ah, there are too many words, I don’t want to read them.]

　　Chen Fei: …

　　My heart is beating so fast, I can’t take it anymore. I need to find time to go to the hospital for a check-up.

　　Chen Fei covered his chest and gasped, and the person who negotiated became Zhao Bai.

　　Adjusting her glasses with her middle finger, Zhao Bai handed over the script that had been beaten to pieces in her hand. Seeing Song Zhiyi’s eyes fall on the worn and curled footer, she smiled embarrassedly, and her face finally showed some color.

　　”This is the original script of ‘Wind and Cloud Chronicles’. It has been revised about ten times, big and small, but I still think the first version is the best. If you are interested, you can take a look at it.” Her voice was a little nervous and dry.

　　Song Zhiyi took the script with both hands and gave her a reassuring look.

　　The script was thick, meticulously annotated with various colored inks. It was unrealistic to finish reading it immediately, but even with just a quick glance, Song Zhiyi was quickly immersed in this world of martial arts, where revenge is the ultimate reward.

　　About ten minutes later, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the people in the room, whose eyes were either nervous or expectant.

　　“I will invest in this project.”

　　”My script is indeed not a piece of junk!” Zhao Bai slammed the table excitedly, and then squatted down with her hands folded in pain.

　　”Brother, that’s great, we can continue filming!” The assistant director kicked off his chair and ran around the table.

　　”Wuwuwuwu…” Chen Fei’s movements were the smallest, but his emotions were just as rich.

　　As Song Zhiyi looked at it, a happy smile appeared on her face. She lowered her head and smiled, and wanted to close the character card album, but found that the words she had just scribbled on had disappeared.

　　Also changed was the time of Song Zhiyu’s death.

　　Tomorrow night.