Feverish actress cried after being angered by haters, but discovered the real culprit was at her bed

——Dormitory 203

The group looked at each other in dismay; the news was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

In the dormitory, Zhu Yawen stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily. He had just run all the way back to the dormitory from the teaching building and was almost out of breath.

Luo Jin leaned against his bed frame, his expression blank and dazed.

"Dude, give me some feedback, what do you mean by this?"

At this moment, Lu Yan was tidying up the table with a blank expression, and even patiently blew away the scraps of paper left on the table.

Luo Jin gave Lu Yan a strong push, and Lu Yan finally turned around, his eyes clear and emotionless.

What are you talking about? Have he seen this kind of thing many times? Let me reiterate: in this industry, as long as your work isn't online, it's still a half-finished product and could encounter any changes at any time.

You'll get used to it.

He knew the reason without even thinking; it must be the producer's fault. He could tell that Heluo liked him a lot, and the director was the biggest person in the crew besides the producer.

Who else, besides the producer and the investors, could force a director to be replaced? As for the reasons behind it, well, there are too many reasons. If you think about it, you can always find one.

He was too lazy to think about it, and didn't want to think about it. He didn't have a high opinion of the play to begin with, so if he didn't go, he wouldn't go. He could have more time to prepare for his next plans.

Lu Yan picked up his water glass and went to the water dispenser in the corner to get some water.

"It's no big deal, it doesn't matter. I wasn't interested in this play anyway, so this is fine, it keeps things quiet."

Luo Jin and Zhu Yawen were dumbfounded, not expecting Lu Yan to be so indifferent. They were desperate to act, but Lu Yan was so unconcerned that his role was taken from them.

Luo Jin turned to look at Zhu Yawen, who told him what he knew: "I heard it from my uncle. Heluo actually wanted to use you, but that producer Zhang Jie and that bitch Wang Jinhua, the mentor of 01, have some kind of relationship."

Wang Jinhua took the initiative to speak with Zhang Jie, and Zhang Jie, to save face for Wang Jinhua, used the pseudonym Chen Hao (01).

Upon hearing this, Luo Jin looked furious and grabbed Lu Yan, saying, "This is outrageous! Come on, I'll take you to find Old Wang. I refuse to believe that such a thing could happen in broad daylight."

Lu Yan remained motionless, looking at Luo Jin's angry expression, feeling both touched and helpless. He was still so young.

These industry rules are basically unwritten rules; that's the reality.

It's true that college students who haven't been toughened up are rather naive.

Lu Yan managed to persuade Luo Jin to stop, and then expressed that he really had no desire to participate in the film, and the matter was finally resolved.

The news that Lu Yan had his role stolen spread at a speed as fast as the news that he had received the role. In less than a day, all the students in the class knew that Lu Yan had been taken away by someone from the Class of 01.

Wang Jinsong immediately sought out Lu Yan, intending to offer him some psychological counseling, but seeing that Lu Yan didn't seem to care about the matter at all, he didn't know what to say.

So he offered to treat the class to a meal, even though the class hadn't met the requirements this time, he still wanted to encourage them.

Lu Yan knew that Wang Jinsong probably felt guilty that something like this had happened at school and he couldn't help him at all.

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In fact, Lu Yan really wanted to tell Lao Wang that there was no need to take it to heart. He was not a greenhorn, so why should he take this kind of thing to heart?

The dinner was scheduled for Sunday evening. There were only about forty people in the class, so ten people could sit at one table.

There are only four or five tables, so Old Wang still has that much money.

—It's Sunday.

Early this morning, Lu Yan went to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China near the school to open a bank account, which he will use to store his earnings from filming from now on.

There was a problem with the bank's system today, so he didn't finish getting his card until after 5 p.m. He had originally planned to go back and change his clothes, but now he can only take the bus to the restaurant he had booked.

On the bus, Lu Yan specifically searched for this restaurant on his phone: Finnie Private Kitchen, a relatively niche private restaurant that relies on hype.

The rule here is that guests cannot order food; you eat whatever the chef cooks. Of course, they will set a price range and won't do anything haphazardly.

The price is quite affordable. Judging from the reviews on Tianya, it offers excellent value for money. Old Wang is indeed a seasoned veteran; he has good taste.

The restaurant was in Dongcheng, right next to Wangfujing. At that time, Dongcheng had not yet been merged with Chongwen District and was a separate district.

Dongzhimen Inner Street, also known as Guijie Street, was lined with cars parked along the roadside, all seemingly there to eat.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there are two stone lions facing the main road. They are typical Wenlong stone carvings, which are very common in Beijing.

Lu Yan wore a casual mix of a shirt and jeans today. He stood at the door because he didn't have time to change his clothes, so he could only come like this.

He stood at the doorway instead of going in, staring at the storefront as he pondered. This place looked so familiar.

No, I must have seen this somewhere before.

Suddenly, an image of someone standing at the door flashed through Lu Yan's mind.

When they were on set, Yu Nan showed him a photo of his restaurant, which had the exact same decor as this place.

"It can't be that much of a coincidence."

"Hello, how many people are here...?"

Lu Yan walked into the restaurant. The interior decoration was also very stylish, with a classic wooden style. There was a screen and a decorative cabinet at the entrance.

There were also many "antiques" on the trays on the cabinet. While other restaurants usually have a piano, this restaurant also has a zither in the lobby, but it is a guqin. The environment is elegant and antique.

A waiter approached to greet them, carrying a beverage menu.

"We reserved a table..."

The waiter led Lu Yan to a round table in the corner of the hall and served him a pot of flower tea. Lu Yan picked up the teacup and took a small sip; the flavor was completely different from Dancong tea.

My mom would probably like this flavor of tea. Hmm, I'll buy some later.

Lu Yan sat there blankly for ten minutes. The first classmate arrived. She wore a plain white dress, had her hair tied in a high ponytail, wore light makeup, and had a string of white jade bracelets on her wrist, which matched her complexion.

Lu Yan was quite surprised to see who it was. It turned out to be our classmate Liu. He didn't expect that he would be the second one to arrive.

When Liu Yifei saw Lu Yan, she paused for a moment before walking to the table, pulling out a wooden chair, and sitting down next to him, gently placing her handbag on the table.

"Liu, it feels like three autumns have passed since I last saw you! Your eyes are so dark, didn't you sleep well?"

Lu Yan had intended to tease Liu Yifei with a playful grin, but when he turned around and saw the dark circles under her eyes, he was stunned.

In an unseen corner, Liu Yifei clenched her fists and stared coldly at Lu Yan with her clear eyes.

How dare he ask? If he hadn't talked nonsense, I wouldn't have been unable to sleep for several days.

Liu Yifei originally wanted to cause trouble for Lu Yan, but then she remembered that Lu Yan must be feeling bad after his role was taken away, so she swallowed her words.

"I heard about it. Actually, you don't need to be too sad."

"Huh?" Lu Yan tilted his head, his face full of confusion.

Liu Yifei took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision: "This kind of thing is actually very common in the entertainment industry. I've encountered it before, so you..."

At this moment, Lu Yan finally realized what Liu Yifei was talking about. It was still about the role. Why did the whole world make it seem like he would die if he lost the role? Actually, he really didn't care.

Lu Yan gently placed his hand on Liu Yifei's shoulder, leaned closer, and said with a calm and deep gaze, "Actually, you really don't need to care. It's just about taking a role. This won't be the last time something like this happens."

"Okay, I'm glad you understand."

Liu Yifei thought Lu Yan had taken her words to heart and smiled. The latter continued, "Liu, let's keep a calm mindset. It's just one role. You'll have many more roles to play in the future."

It's their loss that they don't need you. Okay, don't be upset. Spend more time traveling with friends and relaxing. That'll make you feel better, you know...

"Um???"

Liu Yifei felt increasingly uneasy. Wait a minute, wasn't I the one comforting you?!