Huayu: I am the manager of Xiaohua (a popular Chinese entertainment company).

Chapter 101 "Derailment" and "What Kind of Conduct"

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Meng Ziyi looked curiously at the dark circles under Zhou's eyes.

Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?

Zhou's fair and delicate face looked tired, with noticeable dark circles under her eyes, and she seemed listless.

"Sister Meng." Zhou smiled slightly when she saw Meng Ziyi coming over.

"I stayed up late playing on my phone last night, so I didn't sleep very well."

"Staying up all night playing on your phone?" Meng Ziyi looked at Zhou with her big eyes, then smiled and didn't say anything more before sitting down to put on makeup.

Seeing this, Zhou blinked rapidly, turned her head away, looked at herself in the mirror, and lowered her head somewhat guiltily.

No! Why would I feel guilty?

Sister Meng was just Li Han's first love; Tian Xiwei is Li Han's current girlfriend. If I'm feeling guilty, it should be in front of Tian Xiwei, and I'm not guilty in front of her at all.

Zhou glanced at Sister Meng and muttered to himself, "Sister Meng, we're the same. You don't need to act like a domineering wife in front of me anymore."

Meng Ziyi, who was putting on makeup, had no idea that her best friend was internally criticizing her.

A short while later, the other actors also came over to touch up their makeup, and Zhou and Meng Ziyi raised their hands to greet them.

On the film set, the scenes were being filmed as usual, and Bao Shang'en was also learning from the many actors in the show while filming.

In the dance studio of Beijing Dance Academy, Liu Haocun is practicing dance with her classmates. She is flexible, moves gracefully, and has long, slender arms and a perfect figure. She is simply a natural dancer.

After finishing his dance, Liu Haocun, dressed in his dance attire, was stretching his legs. The so-called dance attire consisted of a black vest and a pair of pure white tights that looked like white stockings.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail, and her snow-white neck and collarbone were covered in sweat, which looked strangely sexy. Her chest was full and she was breathing heavily, her chest heaving slightly.

Cunzi, drenched in sweat, looked rather fragrant.

The door creaked open, and a teacher from the Beijing Dance Academy entered, looking around.

"Hao Cun".

Upon hearing this, Liu Haocun turned his head and saw that it was Teacher Liu who had come in.

"Teacher Liu."

"Haocun, come here for a moment," Teacher Liu said with a smile, raising her hand.

Upon hearing this, Liu Haocun immediately put down his leg, turned around, and ran out.

After coming out, Teacher Liu and Liu Haocun walked in the corridor. At first, Teacher Liu asked Liu Haocun about his dance practice and whether he had encountered any problems in his performance class.

Liu Haocun was a little confused, but he still nodded his little head and followed along with Teacher Liu.

"Is she feeling that her acting classes are interfering with her regular dance practice, so she came to have a heart-to-heart talk with me?" Liu Haocun wondered to himself.

"Hao Cun." Teacher Liu's true intentions were revealed.

"At the welcome party for the Class of 17 this year, the school hopes you can perform a show."

"Me?" Liu Haocun blinked.

"Sure, is it a group dance or a solo performance?" Since it's the Beijing Dance Academy, the performance will definitely be related to dance.

"No, it's not dance." Teacher Liu smiled and looked at Liu Haocun with her arms crossed.

"It's not dance—" Liu Hao looked up at Teacher Liu in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Teacher Liu smiled slightly and said, "Haocun, didn't you have a song called 'Sending You a Little Red Flower' that was quite popular? The school leaders hope you can sing this song at the freshman welcome party."

"Ah." Liu Haocun slightly opened his mouth, his big eyes blinking.

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble?" Liu Haocun asked, puzzled.

"Teacher, I didn't write this song," Liu Haocun said with a smile.

"I know, Director Zhang had someone write this song for you, right?" Teacher Liu said with a smile.

"No, it was written for me by a friend. I don't own the copyright." Liu Haocun lowered his head, his hands on his lower abdomen, his fingers interlocking.

"Friends?" Teacher Liu looked down at Liu Haocun. "You said you're his friend. You just sang a song, so he's not going to sue you. Besides, you didn't use it for commercial profit. You just went on stage and sang a song."

"Then, why don't you contact your friend?" Teacher Liu said.

"Well, Teacher Liu, let me tell my friend," Liu Haocun said, looking up.

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for your good news." Teacher Liu nodded with a smile.

Liu Haocun went into the changing room, took a shower and changed her clothes. She put on her casual clothes again, a white inner layer, a denim jacket, a bag on her back, and her long ponytail fell to her shoulders, with some messy hair around her face.

As they walked outside, it was already dark. Liu Haocun wasn't sure if Li Han was still filming or had already finished work.

She picked up her phone and made a call to the other party.

The Hengdian film crew had already finished work and were resting. Li Han had also returned to his hotel to rest. He took a shower and looked at his phone.

Ring ring—It's Liu Haocun calling.

Seeing that Cunzi was calling, Li Han didn't think much of it and answered the phone immediately.

"Hey, Haocun, are you coming to visit the set?" Li Han asked with a smile.

"Uh, ha, what's the point of visiting the set? I'm busy enough with dance and acting all day long," Liu Haocun said, sticking his tongue out at his lips and puffing out his cheeks.

"So you missed me and called me?" Li Han teased.

"Hmph, so glib." Liu Haocun pouted and muttered.

"I need to talk to you about something, about that song you wrote for me before—"

Hearing Liu Haocun's words, Li Han blinked and then nodded.

"Is that all? Go ahead and sing it. You can even make a profit from it. I wrote this song for you in the first place."

"Really?" Liu Haocun couldn't help but smile, his eyes narrowing.

"Of course it's true, it's just a song," Li Han said with a smile.

"Have you been practicing dance a lot lately?"

"Yeah, and there are also acting classes, practicing lines and expressions and stuff." Looking at the bench by the roadside, Liu Haocun plopped down.

"You have great potential and are very talented. Given time, you might just win a big prize," Li Han said.

"Really?" Liu Haocun couldn't help but smile.

"Haha, if I don't win the grand prize in the future, you have to compensate me."

Liu Haocun was a "Mou Girl" (a term referring to actresses discovered by director Zhang Yimou). If it weren't for that incident in her previous life, she might have won an award earlier, at least the Golden Rooster Award.

"Okay, no problem. If Zhang Yimou can't give you an award, your brother Han will get you one," Li Han immediately assured him.

"Old Zhang, hahaha—" Liu Haocun burst out laughing.

"Hey, if you're so bold, say that to Director Zhang's face, don't say it to my face."

"I wouldn't dare say that. I only dare to say that in front of you, a 'Zhang Yimou girl'," Li Han said with a smile, stroking his chin.

"You signed with Director Zhang's studio?" Li Han asked in turn.

"Not yet." Liu Haocun shook his head slightly and pursed his lips.

"It'll be soon, either soon or when you're a sophomore," Li Han said. In his previous life, Liu Haocun signed with Zhang Yimou's studio during his sophomore year, officially becoming a "Zhang Yimou Girl."

"Sigh, who knows?" Liu Haocun pouted, then muttered to himself.

Sometimes I think—I might as well have signed with your studio.

"Come on," Li Han muttered to himself before speaking.

"Your film and television contracts will never reach me."

"We can only collaborate at most. I do want your business contracts, but even if your film and television contracts aren't in my hands, we can still collaborate normally."

"Hmm————" Liu Haocun opened his mouth and yawned.

"I'm telling you, you have no idea, when I went to visit the set of that previous drama and watched Tian Xiwei and Zhou act, I was really—"

"Are you itching to act?" Li Han couldn't help but laugh, after all, Liu Haocun wasn't an actress at all, she wasn't even formally trained.

Liu Haocun was itching to act.

"After I came back, I kept thinking about the scene you filmed back then. The actors' makeup was especially beautiful, and the costumes were absolutely gorgeous. You're already on your third film, while I'm still practicing dancing or studying acting all day long," Liu Haocun said softly.

Modern period dramas emphasize splendor, with everyone being exceptionally beautiful. The male and female actors are all dressed in flamboyant attire, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't conform to history, since most period dramas these days are fictional, so it's fine for them to dress up however they want.

"You're probably not suited for period dramas," Li Han said.

"Why?" Liu Haocun asked, puzzled.

"Intuition," Li Han smiled.

"Intuition—" Liu Haocun smiled, then pursed his lips.

"You know, could I have a cameo role in your show? Just give me any role you like, so I can experience acting for myself."

"There's no need for Haocun." Li Han sat up.

"You can wait for 'Off Track'. I'll go back to Beijing when I have time and talk to Director Zhang about this. Playing the female lead is much better than a cameo. After all, it's your first drama. What's the point of a cameo?"

"Really?" Liu Haocun's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded.

"Okay, let me know when you get back!"

The two continued talking until Liu Haocun went home and she was going to take a shower before hanging up the phone.

Li Han sat on the bed, looking down at his phone as he pondered.

The current project, "Ninefold Purple," is expected to be completed in August. After that, he plans to film "Better Days," but the transition won't be seamless.

He's been quite tired lately and really wants to rest.

After "Better Days", he felt he could start filming "Off Track", which would be filmed in Chongqing, and then there was "What Kind of Style".

"What Kind of Conduct" — Li Han thought about this drama, slowly stood up, got out of bed, went to the window, pulled back the curtains, and looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside, pondering.

Among the people around me right now, as for my older sister, I'd rather not act with her. Even if I did act with her, it would only be as a friend or colleague.

As for Xi Wei, tsk, that big-eyed, innocent-looking girl is unlikely to have the aura of a bewitching concubine.

Forget about Zi Zhou; she has absolutely nothing to do with the word "alluring." It would be better if she played a naive and innocent concubine who only knows how to eat all day.

As for Ziyi, well—Ziyi could actually really portray the feeling of a seductive concubine, after all, she herself is the kind of stunningly beautiful woman.

Yu Wanyin, shall we send Sister Meng over?

Or is it Wang Ran?

So what is Wang Ran doing now? She's a student at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, class of 17, right?

The next night, the crew continued filming night scenes. Li Han's look today was quite special: long, flowing hair with a mix of black and white, a black robe, and a long, sharp sword in his hand.

Ye Zuxin, who plays the Crown Prince, is dressed in a red Crown Prince's robe and sits upright on a chair in the courtyard.

"You have no respect for your sovereign and father, you helped Prince Qing to rebel and usurp the throne, and you even blamed me and my father for this. I have lost, but you will also be utterly defeated—I pity you."

After saying this, Ye Zuxin stepped forward and threw himself against the sword, committing suicide.

"I would rather die than submit to this traitor's will—"

Li Han, who plays Song Mo, silently looks at the Crown Prince in front of him. The fire in front of him reflects in his bloodshot pupils, and his face shows no other expression.

"Okay, cut, that's a wrap," assistant director Zeng Qingjie called out.

"Teacher Ye Zuxin." Li Han quickly stepped forward and helped Ye Zuxin up.

It must be said that the actor in front of me, who is in his thirties and somewhat past his prime, is indeed very talented in acting.

I believe that after this drama airs, the other person's popularity will rebound.

"Put out the fire quickly, and have each department take inventory of their tools," Li Han said into the walkie-talkie.

"Pay attention, it's time to wrap up and rest." He checked the time; it was already past ten o'clock.

At this time, Meng Ziyi, Zhou, and Bao Shang'en were not on set; they had all gone back to their hotel to rest.

Inside the hotel, in Meng Ziyi's room, Meng Ziyi and Zhou were lying on the bed chatting about all sorts of things. They were only wearing vests and shorts, with large expanses of their fair skin exposed.

After finishing work, Li Han returned to his hotel room. He took a shower, changed his clothes, picked up his phone, and glanced at his bed.

He then turned around, pushed open the door, and went to Meng Ziyi's room, where he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

In the room, Zhou lay on the bed and yawned.

"ah----"

"Tired?" Meng Ziyi asked Zhou.

"Yeah, a little." Zhou rubbed his eyes, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Knock knock—The knocking sounded, and Zhou and Meng Ziyi, who were on the bed, were both startled.

"Who is it?" Zhou stared blankly at Meng Ziyi.

"————" Who else could you be talking about? Meng Ziyi pursed his lips.

Zhou realized what was happening, blinked rapidly, and then slowly sat up.

"It's Li Han."

"What else?" Meng Ziyi reached out and brushed her hair back a little shyly, her face slightly flushed.

"—I'll go open the door." Zhou glanced at Meng Ziyi, then got up and went to open the door.

"Why isn't the door open yet? Are you asleep? Taking care of your health?" Li Han looked down at his phone, preparing to call Meng Ziyi.

With a creak, the door was pushed open. Li Han looked up and saw Zhou standing at the door looking at her. Zhou had her hair down and was wearing a white tank top and shorts. Her skin was fair and delicate.