Early in the morning, Zhou Yun woke up from her sleep, and the first words that came out of her mouth were these six words.
Her tone was laced with the languidness of not having fully woken up yet, mixed with sleepiness, but it didn’t diminish the force of her attack.
This was all Song Chi’s fault.
Not only did he call her to wake her up early in the morning, but he was also brimming with excitement to suggest a so-called solution.
The so-called solution was that the two of them actually collaborate on a play.
Zhou Yun almost thought there was something wrong with her ears.
"This is what you came up with after thinking all night? Acting in a play together?" Zhou Yun made a speechless critique, "Everyone says we’re going to film ’Spring Cold’ together, and you, you turn it around and now we’re filming another movie together!"
Song Chi: "What’s the rush?"
Zhou Yun: "Isn’t this just putting old wine in a new bottle? Now everyone is saying I’m riding your coattails, and you still want me to work with you?"
Song Chi: "I’m inviting you to this play."
"It’s not your company’s production. I have a project in preparation, and I’d like you to act in it, how about it?"
"Is ’what’ the only word you know how to say?" Song Chi taunted.
Zhou Yun said: "Are you crazy?"
"...Did water get into your brain? Why do you keep repeating yourself?" Song Chi’s taunts got harsher.
Zhou Yun hesitated and fell silent.
"Why... would you do this?"
Song Chi had many ways to get out of the struggle with Yin Zishi and Cheng Wei; even a simple clarification would dispel the rumors spread by Yin Zishi’s side.
Song Chi’s proposal was practically a gift to her.
A gift she didn’t even dare to hope for.
In the film and television industry, it’s important for actors to be considered equals.
Not to mention Zhou Yun, even Su Yan and Lew Qingqing would find it hard to work with Song Chi because they were not on the same level.
For actors of unequal status in the industry to work together, one either needs a strong personal relationship or the backing of powerful capital.
"There must be many actresses who want to work with you, right?"
Song Chi snorted lightly, saying: "I see you know that. Given how impolitely you talk to me, I thought you didn’t understand."
Zhou Yun thought to herself, had she not known that she and he were in completely different worlds, with little chance of intersecting, she wouldn’t have been so unrestrained in front of him.
"Do you really want to invite me to act with you?" Zhou Yun still thought Song Chi was joking.
Song Chi said: "Of course it’s true. When have I, Song Chi, ever not meant what I said?"
"Lead actress?" Zhou Yun cautiously inquired.
"What are you thinking? The lead actress has already been cast. Second female lead, if you want to take the role, I’ll just mention it to them," Song Chi replied.
"Now it’s messed up, your fans are going to hate me even more," Zhou Yun said helplessly.
Song Chi scoffed, "Getting a bargain and acting cute?"
"I’m a bit stunned, waking up to find that heaven has dropped a pie on me."
"Heaven? Get it straight, it’s your Brother Chi!" Song Chi corrected.
Zhou Yun was silent for several seconds before responding, "Thank you."
"Remember to treat me to a meal," Song Chi’s tone got cockier.
"Got it, I’ll treat you to a meal next time," Zhou Yun said.
"That’s more like it. Wait for me, I’ll give them a heads up and the folks from Yuehai Network will probably contact your company," Song Chi said.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yun sat on the bed, raking her hair, still feeling a bit dazed, thinking it was all so surreal.
Had Song Chi suddenly developed a conscience, seeing her in such a pitiful state and deciding to lend a helping hand?