Yin Zheng, who finished the filming, failed to leave even if he wanted to, and was detained by the domineering actor Chu. He continued to study in the crew.
Live broadcast room: “…What happened to the pitiful Yin Zheng all of a sudden?”
“Is the crew staging an imprisonment play?”
“Yin Zheng seems happy to be forced to disconnect from the Internet to study?”
Yin Zheng was indeed quite happy.
The three-month closed crew life allowed him to completely let go of his previous depression, and the haze in his heart was slowly dispelled during the intense and busy filming. No one looked at him with disgust, and no one scolded him for being a kept man, or calling him disgusting and perverted.
Unlike previous idol drama crews who had to go back and forth, come and go in a hurry, and intrigue, the crew of “Blue Sky Murder” was like a big family. He had integrated into it, and the torment he suffered before are constantly healing.
Now that he had calmed down, looking back at those things before, it seems that they were nothing.
He entered the entertainment circle in his teens because he liked acting. And now that he has acting and enthusiasm, why bother so much?
Yin Zheng’s heart suddenly bloomed, and his whole body became much more relaxed.
He originally thought that he should leave after finishing filming, and it was time to go out and face the rumors, but Chu Yunsheng abruptly detained him and asked him to continue to observe and learn from the crew.
Yin Zheng was lying when he said that he was unhappy, and he didn’t really want to leave from the bottom of his heart.
As for whether he didn’t want to leave; whether he didn’t want to leave the crew, or whether he didn’t want to leave Chu Yunsheng, it wasn’t clear.
“Blue Sky Murder” was not filmed according to the timeline, so soon after Yin Zheng’s part was filmed, the whole film entered the final stage, and the three giants of the crew also began to get busy.
And this talk brought up the problem.
The film was blocked.
Rumors had circulated even before the completion of “Azure Killing” that no theaters would be willing to showcase the movie, potentially causing it to remain unreleased.
The producer wasn’t merely a clueless filmmaker like Director Zhang; he had extensive connections in the film industry. Upon hearing the intentions, both open and hidden, of a few friends over the phone, he realized the film had offended some people.
These were major players.
On that night, the three crew leaders huddled together, turning into middle-aged men with furrowed brows, brainstorming ways to resolve this predicament in the restroom.
Chu Yunsheng didn’t participate in this conference. He had his live broadcast to attend to.
With no evening filming scheduled, Chu Yunsheng had some focused acting training with Yin Zheng. Afterward, he asked Yin Zheng, “What are your future plans?”
Yin Zheng was heating milk in the kitchen when he heard Chu Yunsheng’s question. He turned to face Chu Yunsheng, who was leaning against the kitchen door. After a moment of thought, he responded sincerely, “Brother Chu, does your studio still accept newcomers? I understand I’m in a difficult situation now, but I want to continue pursuing acting. I’ll work hard and find a way to resolve these issues. I hope you can give me a chance.”
Chu Yunsheng was taken aback. He had considered inviting Yin Zheng to join his studio, but now, Yin Zheng had expressed his interest first. His tone conveyed his determination and sincerity.
Chu Yunsheng gazed at Yin Zheng, who wore a loose sweater and shorts with a light blue apron hanging loosely around his neck. His freshly washed hair cascaded softly, obscuring any signs of tension between his brows and eyes. He appeared clean and composed with a bright smile, his eyes like shining jewels.
With a slight smile, his bright eyes fixed on Chu Yunsheng with a hint of nervousness.
Chu Yunsheng’s heart raced.
Suddenly, he wanted to laugh.
His thin lips curled up, and there was a hint of gentleness in Chu Yunsheng’s eyes. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said: “My studio does not need traffic idols. If you come here, you may lose a lot of fans and a lot of fame, but you can continue acting until the day you no longer want to act.”
Yin Zheng’s ears were slightly red, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and he rushed over with milk in his hands: “Brother Chu, drink my milk!”
“Whose milk?”
Yin Zheng was caught off guard and wished he could pour the milk over his own face.
What was he saying!
He tried to clarify, “I misspoke… I meant, drink the warm milk I made. It’s almost eleven o’clock, Brother Chu, you should rest early. I’m going to bed.”
With a calm smile, Yin Zheng left the kitchen. Afterward, he pinched his mouth and cheek as a sign of frustration.
Caught up in the moment!
This amusing scene was captured by a mobile phone placed on the living room table.
The audience in the live chat room watched in amazement.
Observing Yin Zheng’s actions through the reflection, Chu Yunsheng couldn’t help but laugh. He sipped the slightly warm milk and wondered if Yin Zheng had secretly added sugar to it, giving it a pleasant sweetness.
After finishing his milk, Chu Yunsheng turned off the kitchen light, retrieved his phone, and headed back to the bedroom. Seated at the table, he glanced at a message from Zhang Feifei, which was related to cards.
He didn’t respond but, as usual, he put on his glasses, started his computer, and began typing on the keyboard.
The live broadcast viewers were curious about what Chu Yunsheng was working on so late at night. He had often left his live broadcast phone to answer calls and read books in foreign languages, which left them perplexed. Gradually, they had stopped asking questions.
But tonight was different.
At half past eleven, while Chu Yunsheng was passionately engrossed in his work,
While Chu Yunsheng was passionately working on the computer, his other mobile phone rang suddenly.
The drowsy viewers in the live broadcast thought that this time they were working in a foreign language again, but they were surprised to hear that what came out of the phone was not English, nor French, nor Spanish, but authentic Chinese.
The fans wept with joy, immediately turned up the volume and pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.
From the phone, they faintly heard a serious and courteous male voice saying, “Excuse me, is this the president of Yunsheng Technology, Mr. Chu? We are from the Imperial Research Institute. We are highly interested in your company’s latest research advancements in polymer lithium batteries. We would like to inquire if it’s possible for experts from your company to visit Beijing for a comprehensive discussion.”
Chu Yunsheng glanced at the timetable on the table and replied, “Is it urgent? If not, I’ll continue filming.”
On the other end of the phone: “…”
Lmfao bro has his priorities