Huayu: I was immediately ensnared by Jing Tian as soon as I entered the industry.

Chapter 98 Wang Xuan's strengths are not limited to one aspect.

Teng Xun, in conjunction with hundreds of mainstream media outlets, selected the new generation of "Four Little Actresses" through online voting, media review, and offline spot checks.

Yang Mi, Liu Yifei, Huang Shengyi, Wang Luodan!

This result is unacceptable to many netizens, who argue that Liu Yifei is far ahead of others in terms of both the quantity and quality of her work.

In the "Green Book" crew, Zhao Shanshan glanced at the carefree young lady. She checked her information and found that Jing Tian was about the same age as Liu Yifei and Yang Mi.

"Tian Tian, ​​you need to work harder! Liu Yifei and Yang Mi, who are a little older than you, have been named the new generation of leading actresses."

As Zhao Shanshan said this, her eyes glanced at Wang Xuan intentionally or unintentionally, and the meaning she wanted to express was very clear.

"I just want to act; I'm not really interested in fame or fortune."

Zhao Shanshan panicked when she heard Jing Tian's words.

How can someone with such a great director not have ambition?

Even if you love acting, you still have to go to Hollywood.

"Didn't Wang Xuan promise to write a script for you? Didn't you ask what kind of subject matter you wanted?"

"I don't want to ask, Xuan—" Jing Tian almost blurted out her private nickname: "I'll film whatever Brother Xuan tells me to film."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shanshan gave up. How could such a smart girl be so love-obsessed?

"I've booked my plane ticket for tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I understand."

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Jing Tian, ​​who was in a good mood, suddenly became depressed.

All she wanted was to be with Wang Xuan, to see him the moment she opened her eyes each day; this feeling made her feel incredibly secure.

Zhao Shanshan glanced around to make sure no one had overheard their conversation, then lowered her voice and asked, "You two were careful, weren't you?"

"What kind of safety?"

Jing Tian, ​​naive and clueless, asked the question blankly.

"That's right, safety measures."

Zhao Shanshan hesitated for a moment. Could it be that the two of them hadn't done anything? They were just young people after all.

She cautioned, "You two are still young, and your careers are on the rise. Don't get pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Jing Tian blushed deeply, feeling extremely ashamed.

"I don't understand what you're saying, I'm going back now." She covered her face and ran away quickly.

For the afternoon's scenes, Jing Tian appeared on set, and an extra chair was added next to Wang Xuan's usual director's seat.

When Wang Xuan was directing the crew and explaining the scenes to the actors, she held her face in her hands, watching with a look of admiration in her eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone directly on Wang Xuan, enveloping him in a layer of shimmering golden light, making him look like someone who had stepped out of the light.

After explaining the scene to the actors, Wang Xuan looked at Jing Tian, ​​who was sitting obediently on the stool, and said softly, "Aren't you bored staying here?"

No, it doesn't.

Jing Tian shook her head and whispered in Wang Xuan's ear, "I'll tell you a secret, I'm secretly learning from others."

Wang Xuan looked at Jing Tian in surprise, raised his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile, "These two are both movie stars, they're not really suitable for your little head."

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"What? I'm very smart, okay?"

Jing Tian pushed Wang Xuan's hand away, her cheeks puffed out in anger.

"What I mean is, you'll be more likely to succeed if you start with something simple."

"Oh, so you still think I'm stupid." Jing Tian crossed her arms and turned her head to one side.

Wang Xuan turned his head towards her, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her lips briefly before pulling away.

"If you keep throwing a tantrum, I'll spank you tonight."

"Shh, are you trying to kill yourself? Stop talking."

Jing Tian pushed Wang Xuan away, her face flushed as if she had remembered something.

Wang Xuan smiled, sat down on the chair next to him, and gestured for the script supervisor to come forward and strike the clapperboard.

That evening, upon learning that Jing Tian and the others were leaving the next day, Wang Xuan spent the entire night showering her with affection.

"You haven't seen the night view here yet, have you? Let's go to the balcony and take a look."

"That's not a good idea, someone will see us."

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"We just need to stay in the room."

Wang Xuan pushed Jing Tian from behind to the sliding window of the balcony, looking at the starry New Orleans night sky.

The occasional honking of passing cars drowned out her urgent cries.

In a moment of passion, Jing Tian bit Wang Xuan's shoulder.

Wang Xuan cried out in pain, unconsciously straightening his back before slowly relaxing his body.

When Jing Tian came to her senses, she looked at the double rows of teeth marks she had made and felt sorry for herself again.

"Xuanxuan, does it hurt?"

"Of course, I'll bite back."

After saying that, Wang Xuan buried his head.

Three poles in the sun.

Jing Tian lay in Wang Xuan's arms like a lump of mud, her face flushed, and said weakly, "I'm leaving tomorrow, you can't find other women."

"Silly girl, you're the only woman I need in my life."

"Hmph, that would be best if I found out."

Jing Tian made a scissor gesture: "I'll cut it off for you."

"How can you be so heartless? What will you use if you're gone?"

"Using your mouth, even just setting your head makes me feel good."

Wang Xuan looked down at Jing Tian; the young lady was becoming increasingly audacious in her speech.

Sure enough, she was playing with the soft, squishy slime, her big eyes filled with curiosity.

It was so small then, how did it suddenly become so big?

"Hey, why has it gotten so big?"

Jing Tian stared incredulously at the object in her hand, her legs still feeling slightly weak.

"Who gave you the right to provoke it? Now you'll face its wrath."

"Ah, no, I can't take it anymore."

The next day, at the airport.

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"I'll head back to China as soon as filming is finished here," Wang Xuan said softly, looking at Jing Tian in his arms.

"Okay, you can't go back on your word. I'll be waiting for you in the capital." Jing Tian looked up at him, her eyes filled with reluctance at their impending separation.

"Go on in, it's almost time to board."

"No, let me hug you one more time."

The young lady, like a spoiled child, wrapped her arms around Wang Xuan, rested her head on his chest, and refused to leave.

"Tian Tian, ​​it's almost time," Zhao Shanshan reminded her.

"Go on, don't keep everyone waiting." Wang Xuan lowered his head and gently kissed Jing Tian's forehead.

At this time, the country was bustling with activity.

After earning 6500 million yuan in box office revenue in its first week, the controversy that had been building up suddenly erupted, spreading like wildfire and quickly gaining traction on various online forums.

In response, Lu Chuan held a press conference, where she spoke with great emotion, her voice trembling with tears.

"I'm telling an international story, something the world can understand, not something made for angry young people. Those who criticize me are just ruining my work..."

Our country and our nation.

The online abuse has not decreased; on the contrary, it has intensified: "This bastard is shameless. What kind of person is he to compare himself with the country and the nation?"

"Lu Chuan is a modern-day traitor for making these movies that whitewash Japan. She makes money from Chinese people while groveling before Japan."

"They were willing to betray their national sentiments for the sake of that international award."

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"Wang Changtian called Wang Xuan to talk about the controversy in China regarding Nanjing."

"It's one thing if it's a foreign director making this, but for a Chinese person to make this kind of perspective is suspected of whitewashing the invaders. Netizens are furious, and even his famous writer father is suffering because of it."

Wang Changtian's tone revealed a hint of schadenfreude.

"Do you think I should add fuel to the fire?"

"Don't get involved in these things. His family connections are complicated; you can tell from the fact that the movie passed censorship," Wang Changtian advised.

"I'm just expressing my opinion on my blog, how can you ban my account?"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuan began editing his blog.

Soon, a sarcastic blog post was published.

The industry is quick to avoid discussing the controversies surrounding Nanjing, making Wang Xuan's updated blog post all the more precious.

"The fact that the plagiarized documentary 'Kekexili' won an award at the Tokyo International Film Festival suggests the possibility of insider dealings, such as—making a film to whitewash the invaders in exchange."

Netizens were instantly outraged.

Once I thought of a possibility, it all made sense.

No wonder he won the award; it was because he betrayed the nation's pain.

Others might still have some doubts.

But these words were spoken by the renowned director Wang Xuan, a frequent attendee of film festivals, so he has a lot of authority to speak on the matter.

Soon, Wang Xuan's blog post was reposted by the media. He was the first director to publicly express his opinion, which was big news.

He also had a grudge against Lu Chuan.

By publicly expressing his opinion, Wang Xuan hoped that Lao Tian could withstand the harassment from those old guys.

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