As the conversation progressed to this point, Su Yan, despite her dissatisfaction, had no choice but to leave in a huff.
Zhou Lan hid in a corner, feeling that if Su Yan saw her at this moment, she would become even more furious and possibly cause a scene right then and there.
Zhou Lan wasn’t at all surprised by Su Yan’s reaction.
Putting herself in the other’s shoes, if Zhou Yun were to encounter such a situation, she would explode in anger and have an argument with the director as well.
Thinking about it made Zhou Lan sigh. In her view, this wasn’t anything serious. In this industry, there were far too many similar situations. Whoever was popular was the one who got all the support. The production team also needed topics, ratings, traffic, and buzz. All of these were things Su Yan, even with her higher status, earlier fame, and more experience, couldn’t provide compared to what Zhou Yun brought to the production team.
Zhou Lan knocked on the door.
"Director." A smile appeared on Zhou Lan’s face as she pushed the door open and said, "Director Zhao, may I speak with you now if it’s convenient?"
Upon seeing Zhou Lan, Zhao Qin immediately nodded and said, "Please go ahead."
Ten minutes later, Zhou Lan emerged from Zhao Qin’s office, who wore an expression of unexpected and baffled amazement.
"Director, please take care of it and let’s use the original script again," Zhou Lan pleaded with her hands together in a respectful manner.
Zhao Qin nodded and said, "I understand."
Zhou Lan returned to Zhou Yun’s room and said helplessly after entering, "I’ve spoken with the director."
Zhou Yun was sitting on the bed applying a facial mask. Hearing this, she gave Zhou Lan a heart-shaped gesture with her hands and said, "Sister Lan, please take a good look at the new script when the production team has it ready."
"I will look carefully, but I happened to come across a situation just now." Zhou Lan sat down, leaning toward Zhou Yun, "When I went to see Zhao Qin just now, it happened that Su Yan was there. She was really angry about the new script from the production team, cursing and saying she’d walk off the set."
Zhou Yun asked in surprise, "A threat?"
"More or less. Eventually, Zhao Qin said that the script change wasn’t his idea; it was from the higher-ups, the producers. It was Sister Mang from the producer’s side who called Su Yan directly, and she calmed down after that."
Zhou Lan relayed the incident with a somewhat schadenfreude attitude.
She hadn’t forgotten the last incident when they were recording a show together and Su Yan had played dirty tricks on Zhou Yun in the game.
"Be careful during this recording, don’t let her foul play you again."
Zhou Yun said, "If she provokes me again, I’ll kick back."
"Oh, so tough now. Why didn’t you kick back last time?" Zhou Lan remarked.
Zhou Yun removed her mask, patted her cheeks and said, "When she kicked me that time, I wasn’t sure if it was intentional, but later I realized it was deliberate. I can tolerate it once, not twice."
"Just avoid a direct confrontation in public, that’s a big no-no."
Zhou Lan stood up, "You rest first. I’ll leave now and come back once the production team has revised the script."
Zhou Lan left and the room door clicked shut.
Zhou Yun went to the bathroom to cleanse her face, apply lotion, and after a whole skincare routine, several more minutes passed.
She thought about taking a quick nap while she had some time.
Lying back on the bed, she picked up her phone and saw that Hugh had messaged her two minutes ago: The production team contacted me just now, saying they are adding more scenes and camera time for you, you don’t want it?
Zhou Yun was stunned.
The script was changed because of Hugh?
Zhou Yun sent back three question marks, and asked: Mr. Chen, was it you who asked the production team to change the script?
Hugh replied: You said yesterday you were going to Hainan to record a show and have dinner with friends. It turned out that the show you were recording is part of their group, so I just mentioned it casually. As a newcomer, you surely need exposure, right?
Zhou Yun was both bemused and a bit taken aback. After a few seconds, she frowned.
She replied: Thanks for your kindness, but please don’t interfere with my work in the future, it’s troublesome.
Hugh sent back three question marks.
Zhou Yun typed: I don’t mean to be ungrateful; it’s just that the situation is different. Your well-intentioned actions can cause trouble, especially in the unique industry I am in. Please understand.
Hugh: I understand now. I will be more careful in the future.
Zhou Yun’s frown deepened.
Hugh’s response didn’t sound like he really understood. ’I will be more careful’ implied he might still do the same sort of thing in the future.
Zhou Yun said: Mr. Chen, we’ve just met, let’s maintain normal interactions as friends for now. Your sudden generosity leaves me unsure of how to respond.
Hugh: Just interacting as normal friends, don’t overthink it.
"Don’t overthink it," those three words almost made Zhou Yun spit out blood.
What, was it her who was overthinking now?
Zhou Yun tossed the phone aside, closed her eyes, and prepared to doze off.
Her phone suddenly rang again.
Zhou Yun reopened her eyes and picked up the phone.
Song Chi asked her: Are you in Hainan?
Zhou Yun hesitantly replied: Yes, I’m in Hainan recording a show, what’s up?
"The other party is typing..." lasted for a while, and finally, Song Chi sent a location.
Zhou Yun’s eyes widened instantly.
Song Chi had sent the location of the hotel she was staying at.
Song Chi: My assistant arrived early, and he said he thought he saw your agent here just now, not sure if he was mistaken.
Zhou Yun: What a coincidence this is.
Song Chi: I’m here for a commercial shoot, arriving tonight. I’ll leave tomorrow morning after the shoot. We should try not to appear at the same time just in case we’re photographed together and spark rumors again.
Song Chi: Are you at the hotel right now?
Song Chi: ...I’ll switch to another hotel then.
Could there really be so many coincidences in the world?
Zhou Yun thought about it: Maybe I should post on Weibo in advance to explain.
Zhou Yun: It’s okay for me, but your fans are too crazy. Every move of yours is known. As long as they match up the timeline, they’ll discover we’re once again at the same place at the same time. It might be better to just explain clearly in advance to avoid rumors later.
Song Chi: How do you suggest we explain?
Zhou Yun: How about posting a screenshot of our conversation just now on Weibo?
Song Chi: Who will post it?
Zhou Yun: I won’t ride on your coattails. You post it.
Song Chi: If I post it myself, it’ll seem like I’m trying to cover up something.
Zhou Yun: So you want me to post it?
Song Chi: Not that it would be a problem.
Zhou Yun: Brother Chi, you’re being a bit unreasonable.
Zhou Yun: Brother Chi?
Zhou Yun: So you’re just going to leave it like that?
Zhou Yun was speechless. Song Chi actually stopped replying, clearly intending to dump this whole mess on her.