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Zhang Qilin concealed his doubts, a smile playing on his lips:

"Brother Yang, the theater leaders just spoke with me. I need to discuss it with my family tonight. The play at the small theater starts tomorrow night. Should we wait until it's over?"

He didn't know exactly why Yang Yu wanted to see him, but the bad luck he had drawn in the divination made him cautious.

Yang Yu said with a smile:

"No rush, no rush. Let me know when it's convenient for you."

Zhang Qilin nodded and didn't say anything more.

Yang Yu observed the expression on his face and asked in a seemingly casual tone:

"Are you having some difficulties? Since we're close at the Beijing People's Art Theatre, tell me, and I can give you some advice."

Zhang Qilin originally didn't plan to say much, but then he thought that he might be able to use this question to probe Yang Yu.

He never believed in kindness without a reason; he believed that interactions between people always concealed their own motives.

In the past, he thought that Yang Yu was nice to him because he valued his talent and wanted to place his bets on him in advance.

Therefore, he was happy to accept it and would ask the other party for help with anything, thinking that he would repay this favor with his resources in the future.

But the smile on Yang Yu's face today made him vaguely feel that something was wrong, and a subconscious sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

He then revealed a worried expression on his face and told Yang Yu about the invitations from outside.

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Yu's face with a seemingly troubled expression.

Yang Yu listened attentively, and when he heard about the many invitations outside, he was so excited that he almost couldn't control his expression.

He screamed inwardly.

We've struck it rich!

After the initial surprise, he began to make calculations in his mind.

He hadn't expected Zhang Qilin to be so sought after.

Suddenly I realized that the price I negotiated with those people before was too low.

He felt he had been cheated.

You have to pay more!

Zhang Qilin noticed Yang Yu's expression, but he still pretended to be troubled as he spoke.

Yang Yu's voice sounded like he was genuinely happy for him:

"Qi Lin, this is a good thing. It means that more people are seeing you."

He changed the subject, lowered his voice, and sounded very sincere:

"But the outside world is very complex. There are many opportunities, but also many pitfalls. Knowing which ones to accept, which ones to refuse, and how to negotiate terms is a complex matter. If you try to figure it out on your own, you're likely to suffer losses."

Zhang Qilin sighed:

"But the hospital's message is that they hope I can focus on my studies and not take on outside resources. If I do, I can't stay in the hospital."

Yang Yu put his arm around Zhang Qilin's shoulder, speaking with the air of someone who'd been there all along:

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible. The institute doesn't allow you to accept outside invitations because they're afraid it will interfere with your studies. If you accept resources that don't interfere with your studies, even if the institute finds out, they won't be able to find anything wrong with it."

"How can it not cause any delay?" Zhang Qilin asked, feigning ignorance.

Yang Yu looked like he was planning something for him:

"I don't recommend you take on TV dramas. They're too time-consuming and will definitely interfere with your studies. The department won't let you go if they find out."

Zhang Qilin nodded:

"Then what can I accept?"

"Variety shows and dating shows are quick money-makers, especially those that can be filmed in Kyoto. You can negotiate with them to film for a few hours at night, so it won't interfere with your classes the next day, and you'll still have the money in your pocket."

Hearing Yang Yu's words, Zhang Qilin's worried expression deepened again:

"You make a good point, but I'm just a student. I don't have that much time to talk to them about these things. Those contract terms are so complicated. I can't understand all the intricacies. What if I get scammed?"

Yang Yu listened, and the words almost burst out of his mouth, but he held them back in the end.

He knew that it was precisely at times like these that one should not rush things.

Once Zhang Qilin becomes suspicious, all our efforts will be in vain.

Fishing requires patience.

His smile became even more sincere:

"I'm not good at this either, so I can't help you. I leave my own affairs to my agent."

Zhang Qilin took the opportunity to probe:

"How about you have your agent handle this for me?"

Yang Yu shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum:

"My agent is nobody in the industry. He can't even get a word in with the resources you're dealing with. Even if he tries to negotiate using your name, he'll only get ripped off."

Seeing that the other party wasn't taking the bait, Zhang Qilin sighed, feigning difficulty:

"Sigh... what should we do?"

Yang Yu carefully observed Zhang Qilin's expression, and seeing that he indeed looked troubled, he said:

"Although I can't help you, I've been in this industry for a few years and know a few reliable friends. I can ask them to introduce you to some trustworthy top agents, but you'll have to talk to them in person."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Yang," Zhang Qilin said, a grateful expression appearing on his face at the opportune moment.

Yang Yu still had that same caring attitude towards his brothers:

"We're best friends at the Beijing People's Art Theatre, so it's too formal to say this. But I have to make it clear first: I'll only do my best to inquire for you. Whether it works out or not, it's up to you in the end."

"I won't say much in thanks, I'll remember your kindness," Zhang Qilin patted his chest.

Yang Yu chuckled and patted Zhang Qilin on the back, chatted for a few more minutes, and then turned and left.

He needs to talk to those people again as soon as possible.

Zhang Qilin is so popular.

You have to pay more!

Only after watching Yang Yu disappear with light, quick steps did the smile on Zhang Qilin's face slowly fade.

He remained rooted to the spot, lost in thought.

5:00

After class, everyone left the rehearsal hall one after another.

Zhang Qilin arrived at the restaurant, got his food, and sat down to eat at a table by the window.

That's one of the good things about working at the Beijing People's Art Theatre; you don't have to cook for yourself.

Although there are only a few dishes each time, they taste good.

Most importantly, this is an internal restaurant, outsiders can't come in, and you won't be disturbed while you eat.

As Zhang Qilin was eating, a figure sat down opposite him.

Looking up, I saw Yi Yangbo, the head of the publicity department.

Zhang Qilin asked curiously:

"Yi Chu, is something the matter?"

Yi Yangbo nodded, his face beaming with excitement:

"Get ready, you'll be interviewed by several international media outlets tomorrow afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qilin couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Is it possible to refuse interviews? I've never interacted with foreigners before. What if I say something wrong and it affects the Beijing People's Art Theatre?"

Based on Zhang Qilin's understanding of these Western media outlets on Earth, he knew that even if these people interviewed him, they wouldn't have any good intentions.

Most of them are taking the opportunity to peddle Western values.

This wasn't just him worrying unnecessarily; the divination he consulted to avoid trouble had already warned him not to offend anyone.

Yi Yangbo hadn't expected this reaction, and patiently explained:

"Don't be nervous. These are international media outlets, a great window to showcase the Beijing People's Art Theatre. The theatre attaches great importance to this, and I will communicate with them in advance."

Zhang Qilin sighed inwardly; the Chinese people at this time were still too simple and honest.

They thought those treacherous individuals were genuinely there to help with propaganda.

Little did they know that the other side's consistent tactic was to constantly emphasize the strength of the West and the weakness of the East, thereby firmly grasping the power of definition in their own hands.

Seeing his silence, Yi Yangbo smiled and comforted him:

"Don't worry, we'll review the interview outline first. They won't ask anything we shouldn't. Just tell the truth. The hospital will also arrange for someone to accompany you during the interview."

Zhang Qilin knew he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to nod.

"Then I'll get ready."

Yi Yangbo patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, then got up and left.