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

The insults on the other end were so vulgar that Wang Jinsong frowned and moved his phone further away. He waited until the insults stopped before replying.

"...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Finally, Wang Jinsong agreed that this was the last time, and that he would take everything that had been done before. Only then did the factory owner hang up the phone, cursing under his breath.

Wang Jinsong hung up the phone: "What kind of mess is this?!"

......

Two days after the Tokyo Film Festival ended, Lu Yan flew back to China.

This time when he returned to China, he didn't tell anyone, but secretly went back to school on his own.

He learned from Liu Yifei that the college had put up two banners at the south gate, waiting for him to return.

I heard they're going to do some kind of student interviews on an internal school news wall.

Just listening to it made Lu Yan's scalp tingle. Where did Old Wang learn such an embarrassing thing?

Could you please consider the feelings of the person involved?

His phone has been ringing off the hook these past two days, all calls are for congratulations and thanks.

He received calls from his parents, teachers, and even some classmates he wasn't very familiar with at school.

The most outrageous thing was that someone claiming to be his kindergarten classmate also called to congratulate him, which scared him so much that he went and got another SIM card.

Lu Yan, wearing a mask and carrying a backpack, entered the school through the north gate.

Dragging a suitcase, Lu Yan returned to the dormitory building at midnight. He stood in front of the dormitory supervisor's lounge and peered inside.

"Aunt!"

"Beauty?"

  

"Oi!"

There was no response from inside; it was so quiet you could hear a mosquito fly by.

"Isn't he/she here?"

Just as Lu Yan was wondering, he suddenly heard snoring coming from behind the curtain inside.

"..."

"Depend on!"

Is the principal a relative of yours? You were secretly sleeping while on night duty.

Although working the night shift in this kind of dormitory is basically like sitting and getting paid, it's still a bit much to just sleep in there.

What if a student suddenly has a medical emergency and asks you to open the door, but you're not awake? That would be terrible.

"I still have to rely on myself." Lu Yan took the keychain, took out the self-made iron pick lock tool from the keychain, inserted it into the lock cylinder, pulled it out a couple of times, and then shook it a couple of times.

They're out!!

.....

In the dormitory, Lu Yan gently opened the door. In the darkness, the snoring of two or three people sounded like a symphony, rising and falling in waves.

Are you all asleep?

He had secretly taken a nap on the plane, but now he couldn't fall asleep. Standing on the balcony, Lu Yan glanced at the girls' dormitory.

"Oh no, I haven't replied to Liu's message yet."

Female dormitory

"Sissi, aren't you asleep yet?"

The balcony light illuminated Liu Yifei's profile, while Zhou Yang, who was getting up to use the restroom, was still sleepy.

"I'm going to sleep right away."

Liu Yifei turned off the desk lamp, climbed the ladder, and prepared to go to bed when her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up, and a text message notification popped up on the screen.

Are you asleep?

Time to go to sleep.

Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Liu Yifei: "???"

What's wrong with you in the middle of the night?

[Speak quickly if you need anything!]

[Feed?]

Where are you? Speak up!!!

Liu Yifei sent another message, but Lu Yan on the other end had already stopped responding; all her messages had disappeared without a trace.

Tonight, Liu couldn't sleep at all because of a single sentence from Lu Yan.

......

The next day

Zhu Yawen was the first to get up. He stretched on his bed, and as his eyes darted around, he suddenly noticed that a hand was reaching out from the empty bed opposite his, hovering in mid-air.

He paused for a moment, rubbed his eyes hard, and chuckled, "It's just my imagination. I must not be fully awake yet. I'll sleep a little longer."

After saying that, he lay back down.

The first person to notice Lu Yan's return was Luo Jin, who was getting up and washing. His scream woke everyone who was still asleep, including Lu Yan, who was exhausted.

"Lu Yan! When did you get back?"

Everyone got up, with Zhu Yawen and Liu Xiaojian shouting excitedly. Lu Yan, still half asleep, mumbled, "There are souvenirs in my bag. Get lost, don't disturb my sleep."

Considering that Lu Yan had been traveling around a lot lately and probably returned in the middle of the night, the group didn't want to disturb his rest and quietly went to wash up and go to class.

Zhu Yawen even brought Lu Yan's figurine with him, intending to show it off in class.

When Lu Yan woke up, it was already 11 a.m. The sun was high in the sky, and the dormitory was bathed in golden sunlight.

After getting up, Lu Yan sat on a chair on the balcony, crossed his legs, and held a toothbrush in his hand.

"Ah....tvi"

After washing up, Lu Yan received a call from Yu Nan to discuss the film's promotion. Lu Yan and Wang Quan'an agreed that they should take advantage of the Golden Rooster Awards' popularity to promote "Crazy Stone" properly.

After agreeing on a meeting time, Lu Yan went to Wang Jinsong empty-handed to report back after his leave.

As I stepped out of the dormitory, I saw many students heading to class, just in time for the start of the second period in the morning.

"Senior Lu Yan"

"Junior...you're back."

"Lu Yan...!"

Lu Yan had only walked 500 meters from his dormitory when people, both strangers and familiar faces, came up to greet him.

This is really something I can't figure out; I feel like an animal in a zoo.

There was nothing they could do; almost the entire school knew about Lu Yan's situation, and the banner was still hanging at the entrance.

It's hard for any student at the Beijing Film Academy not to know Lu Yan; he was nominated for the Golden Rooster Award while still in school.

However, this caused Lu Yan a lot of trouble. Some of the senior brothers and sisters he knew were fine, but some people whose names he didn't even know, and who he didn't know if they were senior brothers or junior sisters, also greeted him.

He had no choice but to respond, so he could only keep smiling and nodding. The short one-kilometer journey was simply torture.

"It's all Old Wang's fault, why did he put up that banner? It's so awkward."

Lu Yan cursed Wang Jinsong in his heart. He had secretly come back because he didn't want to be in the limelight, but he still became famous.

Wherever he went, people looked at him with strange eyes.

These younger students were incredibly enthusiastic. This time when Lu Yan came back, he could feel that there seemed to be an invisible, transparent barrier between him and these classmates.

This is probably the impact of fame; the days of being an ordinary person are gone forever, and now you are facing someone else.

Lu....Awesome and outspoken: Nominated for Best Actor at the Golden Rooster Awards and Best Actor at the Golden Kirin Awards; Director with a future box office exceeding 100 million.

When Lu Yan found Wang Jinsong, Wang Jinsong was still teaching a class in the neighboring stage drama class. In addition to being the class teacher, Lao Wang also held many other positions.

The moment Wang Jinsong saw Lu Yan standing at the door, his cerebellum shrunk. "Wait, why are you back? Is this an interview? Welcome?"

Wang Jinsong took Lu Yan back to the office and discussed having Lu Yan arrange for reporters to conduct interviews according to the school's instructions. However, due to Lu Yan's strong opposition, it was eventually changed to a pure interview, without any welcome party or anything like that.

Although the most awkward welcoming ceremony was skipped, that damn banner is still there, and the school says it will stay up for another week.

School: Our school has such a great publicity case; wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't promote it?

Stepping out of the office, Lu Yan went to class in the teaching building just like any other student. As soon as he entered the classroom, all the students surrounded him. When the teacher saw that it was Lu Yan who had returned, he did not stop him, but gave the students some space and went to get a drink of water.

"Lu Yan... Is the Golden Rooster Awards fun?!"

"I heard you also went to Tokyo..."

Lu Yan was surrounded by a crowd, and the voices he heard were all surprisingly consistent: either congratulating him or asking him if the Hundred Flowers Film Festival and the Tokyo Film Festival were fun.

Even Chen Yun and others who used to be at odds with Lu Yan stood by his side, their eyes full of friendliness.

Lu Yan was filled with emotion. It really was just as a certain celebrity had said: when you have fame and fortune, everyone around you is a good person.

It wasn't until the teacher called them back to class that everyone returned to their seats. They even added a few words at the end, reminding each other to introduce their old classmates if they had any roles to play in the future.

After the classroom quieted down, Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Yifei in the corner.

The latter's gaze remained fixed on this side. After their eyes met for a moment, they each looked away.

That night

Under a bright moon and sparse stars, Lu Yan leaned against a stone bench next to the Confucius statue in the small park, with a large bag beside him.

The MP3 player was clipped to my collar, and Zheng Shaoqiu's "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" was playing in my headphones. Although the TV series had been airing for many years, it still had a high number of broadcasts on the radio.

Lu Yan is a loyal fan of Lin Zhenlie. The despicable screenwriter is inhuman; in order to create a romantic couple, he killed off the female lead.

As footsteps approached, Lu Yan silently looked up. The girl stood on the ancient stone bridge, her long dress flowing like clouds. The two looked at each other.

They smiled at each other...