From unemployment in crosstalk to top star in Chinese entertainment

She pointed to the towel on his stomach, as if to remind him, or perhaps just to start a conversation.

"It's still hot," Yu Liang said.

"Okay. That's good."

Wang Churan stood there for a moment, hesitated, and then sat down on the edge of the bed near the sofa.

The night view of Hengdian unfolds outside the window, the streetlights casting swaying shadows of camphor trees onto the curtains. Occasionally, the sound of a walkie-talkie drifts through the corridor.

Wang Churan glanced at the time on her phone, then secretly glanced at Yu Liang.

Yu Liang closed her eyes, one hand pressed on the towel on her stomach, her breathing was even.

When Yu Liang woke up, he found that Wang Churan had already fallen asleep on the bed.

She curled up, one hand under her head and the other hanging over the edge of the bed.

Yu Liang picked up the towel, slowly stood up, and then picked up a thin blanket from the side and gently covered her with it.

Yu Liang suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

Damn it, here we go again.

Yu Liang strode into the bathroom. Just as she was about to close the door, she looked up and saw Wang Churan's black inner shirt still hanging on the clothes hanger hook in the bathroom.

He closed the door and then stepped out.

He made a phone call to Guo Qilin and quietly left Wang Churan's room.

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Downstairs, in Guo Qilin's room.

Guo Qilin opened the door with his eyes half-closed.

As soon as the door opened, Yu Liang squeezed in sideways, clutching her stomach as she rushed to the bathroom.

It wasn't until a sound like a mudslide erupting from the anus came from the bathroom that Guo Qilin suddenly opened his eyes wide and came to his senses.

"No, bro—you really came to take a dump?"

"Mmm—that feels good!"

About ten minutes later, Yu Liang finally felt relieved.

He opened the bathroom door, and Guo Qilin was standing in the doorway. He couldn't help but wave.

"Brother, your smell is too strong."

Yu Liang ignored him, walked straight to the bedside and sat down, then leaned back.

And so, Yu Liang slept in Guo Qilin's room for one night.

The next day, Guo Qilin stood in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Bro, I'm speechless. What happened to you last night? Did someone give you an enema?" he complained while squeezing toothpaste.

Yu Liang sat up in bed and rubbed his hair. "I ate too much curry rice last night."

"Curry rice? With whom?" Guo Qilin paused in his brushing.

"Wang Churan".

Guo Qilin, with his toothbrush in his mouth, remained motionless for three seconds.

He looked at Yu Liang in the mirror, his eyes burning with gossip that almost burned through the mirror.

really,

I had a feeling there was something wrong between you two when we were in Duyun last time!

"You didn't come from...your sister-in-law's room, did you?"

"Huh? Who's your sister-in-law?" Yu Liang looked up.

"Wang Churan, who else could it be?" Guo Qilin pulled the toothbrush out of his mouth, the foam almost dripping onto his collar.

Seeing that Yu Liang remained silent, he raised his voice by half an octave, "No, who else do you have, bro!"

"Alright, alright, hurry up and brush your teeth." Yu Liang waved her hand. "I want to take a shower too."

Guo Qilin took a mouthful of water, swished it around a couple of times, and spat it out. "Then wait a bit."

"By the way, Dalin, when do you wrap up filming?"

"Next week, why?"

"What about Sister Qin and Sister Xiaoran?"

"Sister Xiaoran is here the day after tomorrow. Sister Qin should be here next week too..."

Guo Qilin was speaking when he suddenly realized something, whirled around, and nearly dropped his toothbrush.

"No way, bro! Sister Qin is my real sister-in-law in the movie, are you an animal?!"

Yu Liang rolled her eyes at him. "What are you thinking? I just want to know roughly when filming will wrap up."

"Oh, I see." Guo Qilin thought for a moment and said, "It should all be next week, the day after Sister Qin and I finish filming."

Actually, Xiao Ran was supposed to wrap up filming a few days ago, but she went to attend the Huabiao Awards, so it was a few days later.

Yu Liang got out of bed, picked up the shirt draped over the back of the chair, and brought it to her nose to smell it.

It smells like curry!

He sent a message to his assistant: Send the spare clothes to the Joy of Life film crew, and also buy a bouquet of flowers.

Tell the florist it's for the film crew's wrap party, and they'll know how to match it.

After sending the message, he glanced at the screen and added: Buy it well, don't skimp on the budget.

After sending the message, he went into the bathroom and took a shower.

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When Yu Liang returned to the film set, he changed into a clean set of clothes.

The assistant has already delivered the flowers: a bunch of lisianthus and sunflowers in a mix of colors, wrapped in light gray paper with some ribbons tied on it.

Wang Churan's scenes are few, mainly concentrated in the scene after Fan Xian's wedding where she appears alongside the Second Prince. Her last scene was filmed exceptionally concisely.

"Okay, card!"

After director Sun Hao shouted this, the people in front of the monitor were stunned for a moment.

The actor playing the second prince, who was acting opposite Wang Churan, subconsciously flicked a strand of hair from his forehead, his face full of confusion.

Wait, what's wrong with this girl today? She's acting even more resolute than Ye Ling'er in the script, making it seem like I, the Second Prince, have absolutely no charm.

Congratulations to Ye Ling'er on wrapping up filming!

Congratulations, Mengran!

The assistant director shouted through a megaphone. The crew members began to applaud, and someone handed over the prepared flowers.

"Thank you, thank you everyone." Wang Churan smiled as she accepted the gifts, holding several bouquets in her arms.

At this moment, Yu Liang walked over with his assistant. He handed her the bouquet of bellflowers.

Congratulations on wrapping up filming.

Wang Churan glanced down at Kikyo. She looked up, her lips pursed, but her eyes betrayed her.

"Thank you," she said.

She had to catch a flight back to Shanghai. Wang Churan said a brief goodbye to everyone present, then, holding the bouquet of bellflowers, got into the van parked outside the film set.

As the car started, she rolled down the window and waved in Yu Liang's direction.

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Two days later, Li Xiaoran finished filming the last few scenes and wrapped up her filming.

Yu Liang also sent her flowers to congratulate her on winning the Huabiao Award.

When Li Xiaoran took the flowers, she glanced at him with a hint of intrigue in her eyes, but in the end she just smiled and said, "Teacher Yu Liang is getting better and better at dealing with people."

Ten days later, filming for "Joy of Life" was completely wrapped up.

Before the crew was disbanded, director Sun Hao organized a meal for Yu Liang, Zhang Ruoyun, Guo Qilin, and Li Lei.

When Yu Liang arrived at the location, he was taken aback. Besides a few familiar faces, the private room also contained the two senior figures, Chen Daoming and Wu Gang.

The two were sitting in a corner drinking tea.

Chen Daoming held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his expression calm.

Wu Gang bent down and peeled a peanut, the shell silently splitting in two between his fingers.

Perhaps out of joy, Chen Daoming, who had abstained from alcohol for many years, made an exception and drank two glasses.

This move surprised both Sun Hao and Zhang Ruoyun.

However, he and Wu Gang did not stay for long. Perhaps sensing that the young people were somewhat reserved in his presence, they got up and said goodbye after finishing their two drinks.

As he was leaving, Chen Daoming passed by Yu Liang, stopped, and patted Yu Liang on the shoulder.

As soon as he placed his hand on it, he felt the firm muscles beneath his palm.

Chen Daoming glanced down at Yu Liang, then looked him up and down. "Young man, not bad."

Yu Liang had observed Chen Daoming's acting quite a bit while he was on set, but judging from Chen's reaction, he didn't remember who he was.

Zhang Ruoyun added at the opportune moment, "Uncle, Yu Liang plays Teng Zijing."

"Teng Zijing—" Chen Daoming thought for a moment, then glanced at Yu Liang a few more times, "Not bad. Not bad."

The two "not bad"s indicate that the tone has changed from polite to serious.

Yu Liang smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Daoming."

This was the first time he had spoken to Chen Daoming at close range. He had to admit, the other man had a very strong presence.

After Chen Daoming and Wu Gang left, the atmosphere in the private room became noticeably more relaxed.

Guo Qilin was the first to let out a long sigh of relief. Zhang Ruoyun smiled and clinked glasses with Yu Liang. Li Lei picked up a piece of cold dish with his chopsticks and began to complain about the horse in the stunt team that always liked to steal the spotlight.

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Three months later, filming for "Reboot: The Lost Tomb" was successfully completed.

The trio walked out of Warehouse Eleven. After Yu Liang finished filming the last scene...

After Pan Anzi called "cut," Uncle Nanpai led the applause.

Another month later, the first season of "Joy of Life" was launched simultaneously on Tencent Video and iQiyi.

Unlike the previous one, this time "Joy of Life" did not have any pre-release hype.

After the unexpected surge in popularity of the two behind-the-scenes clips featuring Yu Liang, Xinli Media saw the benefits and increased its publicity budget, arranging for several main cast members, including Zhang Ruoyun and Li Qin, to appear on "Happy Camp" to promote the drama.

After the drama aired, Teng Zijing's death sparked even more discussion than in the previous life.

In the comments section, some people were saying "Why couldn't Teng Zijing live for a few more episodes?", while others were saying "Looking forward to Yu Liang's next drama".

This was in August 2007.

Shunyi District, Beijing.

The small rehearsal room was well-heated, and the windows were covered with a layer of white mist.

Yu Liang was sitting in a folding chair, listening to Zhang Songwen on stage talk about the "seven powers and four senses" of acting.

Zhang Songwen has slightly wavy hair and uses a lot of gestures when he speaks. He will pause at key points, look at the students in the audience, and ask, "Did you understand?"

At that time, he was in financial straits and supported his family by running acting training classes. He was a typical example of a talented actor who was famous for his roles but not for himself.

Yu Liang looked away from Zhang Song's tattoo and glanced down at the script beside her.

Back when Yu Liang joined the cast of "Reboot: The Lost Tomb," he had his agent, Zhou Jiajia, contact screenwriter Zhu Junyi.

He was also given five months to write the script for "The Storm" within his own outline framework.

In the previous life, the general framework of this drama was explained by director Xu Jizhou and then written by Zhu Junyi.

At the time, Yu Liang had 80 yuan in salary for the first season of "Joy of Life", 1.5 million yuan in salary for "Reboot: The Lost Tomb", 150 million yuan for selling songs to Wu Yifan, plus 500 yuan per month for participating in "Roast" and "Back to Field" and signing with Xinli Media. After adding up these scattered incomes and deducting the company's share from the second drama and the variety show "Back to Field", Yu Liang still had 547.55 million yuan after tax.

Then, it cost another 150 million yuan to buy back Zhu Junyi's portion of the copyright.

With less than four million, it's still a long way from being able to set up a business on its own.

Yu Liang wondered if he should take advantage of Wu Yifan again.

"Yu Liang".

Zhang Songwen's voice pulled him back to the rehearsal room.

"You demonstrate for everyone."

Yu Liang snapped out of his daze and realized that everyone in the room was staring at him.

Zhang Ruonan and Sun Chenjun sat to the side. The two were participating in the training camp to prepare for filming a movie called "If the Voice Doesn't Remember".