Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

From a young age, Xie Xingyan never believed in pure love and care; she believed that you had to give something in return for something in return.

So when Jiangxi Heng used his most perfect acting skills to create a bond with him, he fell head over heels for him. After the other party left the stage, he was uneasy and deeply immersed in it until Jiangxi Heng made a new round of "demands" on him, which relieved his unease.

For the past twenty years, Xie Xingyan has been trying to prove something to outsiders.

He wanted to prove to his mother that he could earn money, support himself, and was not a burden.

He will prove to his fans that he will become stronger and become the most powerful singer of this era.

Finally, he wanted to prove to Jiangxi Heng that his affection was not child's play, nor was it simply gratitude or admiration—though such emotions were certainly mixed in. No one can truly define love.

A myriad of emotions welled up in my heart.

Xie Xingyan looked up at the foggy sky.

"I'm booking a flight; I want to go to your province."

The agent asked in surprise, "What are you going to your province for? Inspiration for a new song?"

Xie Xingyan's eyes flashed. He had kept his relationship a secret for the past two years. Apart from those who already knew, even his agent thought that the so-called gravitational attraction was just an initial marketing tactic.

"Yes," he said, "I have some ideas for a new song."

Without saying a word, the agent booked a flight to your province overnight.

He knew that these creative people's brain circuits were different from normal people's; inspiration was like a fleeting shooting star, and if you didn't catch it, it was truly gone.

When we arrived in your province, it was already the second day, and the foggy weather eventually turned into rain.

Xie Xingyan left his agent at the hotel and, wearing a hat and mask, got into a local taxi. He felt drowsy as the taxi drove along, but when they reached the mountains, the fresh air instantly woke him up.

The hotel's agent woke up naturally, only to find his artist missing. He left a message saying, "I'm going to take a walk in Xitang Village."

The manager hadn't even reacted yet: "Xitang Village? Where is that? Has your songwriting inspiration already been pinpointed to a specific location?"

A few seconds later, he slapped his thigh hard.

"Why do I remember the 'Running Man' crew being in Xitang Village? Xie Xingyan wouldn't be here looking for...?"

The agent's face was as black as burnt pot bottom, with a hint of soy sauce color.

Now that things have come to this, how could he not understand that the seemingly joking story of "celestial gravity" was actually true?

After a long silence, the agent finally picked up his phone and made a call to a senior executive at the company.

……

When Xie Xingyan got off the bus, it had actually stopped raining. Apart from the muddy road being a bit difficult to walk on, these few kilometers of mountain road that cars couldn't drive on were indeed a rare sight for him.

But when summer thunderstorms hit, Xie Xingyan could only brave the rain, his feet sinking deep into the mud, his trousers covered in mud. The worst part was that there was a raised patch of ground on the road, and he was so engrossed in something that he tripped and fell in the rain.

Xie Xingyan fell to the wet ground... and laughed in exasperation.

He got up from the ground, took out his waterproof phone, and dialed Ling Wushuang's number.

Xie Xingyan guessed that Jiangxi Heng was filming at this time, so she simply contacted her friend.

"No frost, I'm in Xitang Village, on the mountain road here."

On the set of "Running".

Ling Wushuang leisurely read her book. On the muddy road in front of her, Jiangxi Heng, following the director's instructions, repeatedly threw himself to the ground, getting covered in mud.

As soon as the call connected, Ling Wushuang immediately put down her book.

"Wait."

Xie Xingyan, of course, did not wait obediently. He washed his hands with rainwater, wiped his clean face, and continued walking forward. After walking for a while, he saw Ling Wushuang come out with an umbrella in her hand.

"Didn't I tell you to wait? Which muddy puddle did you fall into?"

"Are you just going to stand there and get soaked in the rain? Look, that hole over there, I'll fill it with mud when the weather clears up."

Xie Xingyan gestured with her chin towards the back of her head, and after opening the umbrella, she felt relieved and could even banter with her friend.

Ling Wushuang said, "You know, when the crew first came to the village, because the roads were too narrow, everything had to be carried in. The roads were full of potholes, and many people almost fell. Later, a lot of potholes were filled in, but as soon as it rained, the mud would wash away... Xiheng said that after filming is finished, he will find someone to repair the roads."

Xie Xingyan knew that Huanyu had been doing charity work. For example, Huanyu donated money immediately for natural disasters such as floods, snowstorms, and earthquakes, which were reported in the news. Huanyu also participated in some public welfare projects that benefit future generations, such as planting trees in the Northwest, building mountain villages, and children's funds.

He thought about his two billion yuan in savings, and realized it was time for him to help others in the world.

"Count me in, I told you I'd fill in the gaps."

Ling Wushuang looked at Xie Xingyan, who was in a disheveled state, and smiled, "Then you can tell Xiheng yourself."

The two had already arrived at the filming location.

Jiangxi Heng had just finished filming this scene when he got up from the ground. The mud and water on his body were flowing down his body under the rain, and his baggy trousers had turned from dark blue to yellowish-brown.

He was about to ask his agent where he was.

Turning her head, she saw Xie Xingyan standing not far away, holding an umbrella. He was just as dirty as she was, except his face was clean and staring straight at her, wet and clear.

Jiangxi Heng was taken aback.

Having previously been seen as a fierce tiger and a proud and sensitive cat in Jiangxi Heng's mind, this time, he felt that Xie Xingyan had become a dog soaked by the rain, pitiful and aggrieved.

They traveled all the way from Beijing to your province, and then walked several kilometers of mountain road, braving the rain to see me.

Jiangxi Heng immediately realized that it must be related to his plans to go abroad.

He had told Ling Wushuang about this, but he didn't know how to tell Xie Xingyan.

"My friend is visiting the set, Director. Let's take a two-hour break and let President Jiang tidy up as well." Ling Wushuang clapped her hands and made the arrangements.

Lin Tang said, "It's raining, so it's not good for filming. Okay, let's take a break!"

The entire crew either listened to President Jiang or President Ling. The director agreed, and everyone happily accepted the arrangements. However, when passing by Ling Wushuang, they couldn't help but glance at the person next to him.

"Isn't that Xie Xingyan?"

"What's Xie Xingyan doing here?"

"I didn't hear President Ling mention him; he's President Ling's friend!"

Jia Duobao gave Xie Xingyan a meaningful look: "President Jiang, if you need me to remove your makeup, just give me a call."

Jiangxi Heng waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to remove her makeup, and then waved again, signaling Ling Wushuang to take Xie Xingyan to the room first.

He had used one goal to keep Xie Xingyan in check for three years, but he didn't want to use a new goal to define his life.