Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 149 Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Zhang Qilin walked to the door and opened it.

Jing Tian and her assistant stood outside the door.

Today she was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, and carrying a stylish paper bag.

"Surprise!" She waved the paper bag in her hand. "I brought you some gifts. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Come in quickly," Zhang Qilin said, stepping aside to let her into the courtyard.

Jing Tian stepped over the threshold, her eyes brightening.

This is a neat little courtyard house, not very big, but it is kept clean.

Jing Tian stood in the courtyard, looking around at the small courtyard house.

"This place is nice," she said, looking around. "It's not big, but at least it's a standalone place. It's pretty good to be able to rent a place like this within the Second Ring Road."

"I was lucky," Zhang Qilin said, standing at the door, "I ran into an easy-going landlord."

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" She pointed to his dark circles. "You look terrible."

"A little," Zhang Qilin mumbled, "the new role is a bit of a struggle."

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When acting was mentioned, Jing Tian became interested: "What kind of role? Let's see if I can help you."

Zhang Qilin wanted to laugh when he heard this. With Jing Tian's acting skills, if she were to give advice, she definitely wouldn't pass the audition.

But unable to resist Jing Tian's persistent questioning, Zhang Qilin went into the room and showed her the script.

Jing Tian took it and her eyes lit up when she saw the words "Xinhai Revolution" on the cover.

Although she has always had roles in big productions, she has never had access to top-tier resources in the industry.

However, she wasn't envious. Her scenes in "The Warring States" had just finished filming, and she felt she had done a decent job.

I just don't know what the final product will be like. I hope the audience will like it.

Thinking of this, Jing Tian looked up at Zhang Qilin and jokingly asked, "Dalin, tell me honestly, what channels did you use to get such good resources?"

Zhang Qilin said with a relaxed expression, "I was acting in a play at the Beijing People's Art Theatre when Director Zhang Li saw me and gave me an audition opportunity."

"Is it that simple?" Jing Tian stared at Zhang Qilin suspiciously.

Zhang Qilin spread his hands and deliberately said, "It's that simple."

"Dalin, I'm really unhappy right now," Jing Tian said, pretending to be angry. "I'm going to have a big meal. I'm going to eat you out of house and home today, or I won't let this go."

The words "eaten them out of house and home" seemed to tug at a nerve in Zhang Qilin's body, causing his eyes to change instantly, revealing a calculating look.

Zhang Qilin felt like his mouth no longer belonged to him.

He said, "No problem, shall we decide the order by playing rock-paper-scissors?"

Jing Tian, ​​oblivious to Zhang Qilin's change, asked curiously, "Why are we playing rock-paper-scissors?"

"You owe me two meals at the Great Hall of the People, I owe you two meals at Pangu Plaza—"

"It's three meals," Jing Tian corrected.

"No matter how many meals there are, there has to be an order. Don't you think rock-paper-scissors is the fairest way?"

Jing Tian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then felt that Zhang Qilin's words seemed to make some sense: "Alright, let's play rock-paper-scissors, but it's agreed that the loser can't cheat."

Then, like children, the two started playing rock-paper-scissors.

"Yes, I won!" Zhang Qilin shouted.

Jing Tian said nonchalantly, "Okay, you win. Let's continue after we finish this meal."

Then, Jing Tian made a phone call to reserve a room.

To experience a state banquet at the Great Hall of the People, ordinary people need to make a reservation in advance.

Private rooms in each province are especially hard to come by.

The group got into Jing Tian's nanny car and headed towards the Great Hall of the People.

Zhang Qilin fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

However, he woke up soon after.

Looking out the car window, Zhang Qilin asked unconsciously, "Where are we going?"

Sitting next to her, Jing Tian smiled and said, "Eating? You forgot so quickly? Well, that'll save me a meal."

Zhang Qilin's heart sank upon hearing this.

This was the first time he had experienced such a memory lapse.

"Just kidding," he yawned.

Jing Tian didn't suspect anything and kept looking down at her phone.

Zhang Qilin, however, could not fall asleep.

As the car drove along Chang'an Avenue, the majestic buildings flashed past the window.

He stared at his reflection in the car window, trying to recall what had happened before he got in the car.

I remember opening the door, I remember Jing Tian standing outside the door, I remember her asking about the script—and then what?

The ten or so minutes in the middle seemed to have been erased cleanly by someone.

He quickly deduced the reasons for this situation.

In the past few days, he has encountered various situations where money makes him lose focus, but he quickly recovers and takes the initiative.

Why did this happen this time?

I've been under a lot of mental stress lately because of my research on Lin Juemin.

In addition, the lingering personality traits from his previous role also continued to drain his energy.

He went through everything that had happened yesterday.

The only difference is that I didn't sleep well last night, which caused me to be in a very bad mental state.

He thought back carefully to what other factors besides lack of sleep might have affected him.

Today, I first chatted with Jing Tian, ​​and everything seemed normal. Then we talked about having a big meal.

Jing Tian jokingly said she would eat him out of house and home.

This remark may have triggered that lingering personality trait, causing a stress response.

The more Zhang Qilin thought about it, the more sense it made, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If this situation continues, it will affect your life.

We must find a way to dissipate the remaining personality traits as soon as possible.

At the same time, he secretly resolved to prevent today's situation from happening again.

He must adjust his schedule, ensure sufficient sleep, and not let these factors interfere with his mental state.

"We've arrived," his assistant, Sister Zheng's voice interrupted his thoughts.

After the group got out of the car, the staff checked their reservation information and led them through another, quieter corridor.

The corridor leading to the Shaanxi Hall is relatively spacious and brightly lit.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a profound and ancient atmosphere wafts out.

The hall is spacious and showcases a unique style that perfectly blends the grandeur of the Han and Tang dynasties with modern civilization.

It is not just a conference hall, but more like an art palace showcasing the profound historical and cultural heritage of Shaanxi.

Zhang Qilin looked at the paintings hanging on the wall. He had even visited some of the artists who painted them during the New Year.

Led by the waiter, they arrived at the private room.

Jing Tian studied the menu with great interest, explaining it to Zhang Qilin as she looked at it.

"Dalin, look at this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. The ingredients are very particular, and the flavor is rich and mellow. And this lion's head meatball is fatty but not greasy, and it melts in your mouth. We should order both."

Zhang Qilin looked at the menu in his hand: "Okay, order whatever you like."

Jing Tian continued to select her favorite dishes on the menu.

"And this crystal-clear braised pork, it's a classic of Huaiyang cuisine—"

Looking at the dessert at Jingtian, Zhang Qilin was pondering what to do tomorrow.

He's flying to Fujian tomorrow. If Jing Tian finds out he's leaving right after eating, she'll be furious.

While he was figuring out how to get out of this mess, Jing Tian had already placed her order.

Looking at the silent Zhang Qilin, she asked, "Dalin, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, I was thinking about flying to Fujian tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhang Qilin realized he had spoken the truth.

He felt a pang of regret; he knew he must never stay up late again, because poor mental health could be deadly.

Jing Tian was taken aback. After a moment, she slowly said, "You're flying to Fujian tomorrow, but today you tricked me into playing rock-paper-scissors with you, making me, someone who's been filming for months and flew back to Beijing, treat you to dinner. Don't you feel any remorse?"

"It doesn't hurt," Zhang Qilin shook his head.

Why?

"Because I didn't spend any money."

Jing Tian stared wide-eyed at Zhang Qilin in disbelief.

"You, you—" She couldn't find the right words, and finally concluded with a mix of exasperation and amusement, "Your skin is getting thicker and thicker."

Zhang Qilin scratched his head sheepishly: "Well, I didn't sleep well last night, so my head is a little foggy."

Jing Tian feigned anger and snorted, "Hmph, that's a really weak excuse. But speaking of which, what are you going to Fujian for?"

Zhang Qilin told Jing Tian that he would be going to Lin Juemin's former residence to experience life there in order to better interpret the role.

Jing Tian looked somewhat bewildered: "Is filming that complicated? Isn't it just a matter of memorizing lines?"

Zhang Qilin smiled and patiently explained, "Acting isn't that simple. Memorizing lines is just the most basic part. To truly portray a character well, you need to deeply understand the character's inner world."

Listening to Zhang Qilin's explanation, Jing Tian stared wide-eyed as she looked him up and down.

She couldn't help but think to herself, "Is this still the Zhang Qilin I know who wanted to debut as a singer and dancer?"

It had only been a little over half a year since they last met, but Zhang Qilin seemed to have undergone a complete transformation.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Zhang Qilin felt uneasy under her gaze.

Jing Tian joked, "I think you've been possessed by someone, otherwise why are you talking more and more like Teacher Zhang?"

Zhang Qilin laughed: "Then how did you film 'The Warring States'?"

"I just acted the way the director told me to," Jing Tian said confidently, then added in a low voice, "and the veteran actors in the crew taught me a lot of acting techniques, it's just not as complicated as you make it out to be."

Upon hearing about those veteran actors, Zhang Qilin couldn't help but laugh. A large part of what happened to Jing Tian next year was due to these veteran actors.

But he couldn't say that.

So he said, "At the Beijing People's Art Theatre, I rehearsed with many excellent actors. They taught me these skills, and they are the foundation for truly performing well."

Upon hearing that she wanted to act well, she began to think about it seriously.

Not long after, Jing Tian seemed to have made a decision in her heart.

Soon, the dishes were served one after another.

The aroma of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall filled the air, and Zhang Qilin picked up a piece with his chopsticks; it was indeed authentic.

While eating, Jing Tian talked about interesting things that happened on set.

Zhang Qilin listened, occasionally interjecting a few words.

Halfway through the meal, Jing Tian suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how long are you going to stay in Fujian?"

"What happened in just a few days?"

After thinking for a moment, Jing Tian said, "I'm on vacation recently, how about I go and study with them?"

Zhang Qilin was taken aback, not expecting Jing Tian to suddenly bring up this idea.

Looking at Jing Tian's serious expression, he pondered for a moment and said, "It's not impossible for you to go, but the trip to Fujian is mainly to experience life at Lin Juemin's former residence. It might not be the kind of learning you're imagining; it could be quite boring."

Jing Tian blinked: "It's nothing. I just want to experience the kind of immersive role you're talking about. Maybe it will really help my acting in the future. And with you here, I can ask you for advice anytime."

Zhang Qilin said nonchalantly, "Since you're interested, you can come along, but you'd better be mentally prepared."

Seeing that Zhang Qilin agreed, Jing Tian nodded excitedly: "No problem, I don't have any special plans for this holiday anyway, so I might as well go and learn something with you. When do we leave?"

"My flight is tomorrow morning. If you decide to go, you'd better hurry back and pack your bags," Zhang Qilin said.

Jing Tian turned to look at Sister Zheng next to her, only to see that Sister Zheng had already called the ticket agent.

Sister Zheng asked Zhang Qilin for his flight number.

Zhang Qilin announced the flight, Sister Zheng said a few words into the phone, and then Oki Sweets nodded.

Jing Tianchong smiled and said to Zhang Qilin, "It's all settled."

Zhang Qilin nodded: "Okay, let's meet at the airport tomorrow. Go back and get some rest."

"Okay, you too. Make sure you get a good night's sleep tonight so we can set off full of energy tomorrow," Jing Tian said.

After the meal, the two walked out of the Great Hall of the People. Jing Tian escorted Zhang Qilin back to his courtyard and then left in her nanny car.

After Jing Tian left, Zhang Qilin returned to his room to pack his luggage, preparing to go to the airport early the next morning.