Zhao Wenshu praised Shen Lian for three straight minutes without repeating himself once.
Shen Lian chuckled, occasionally interjecting with, "All right, Director Zhao," "That's enough, Director Zhao," and "You're exaggerating, Director Zhao."
Zhao Wenshu spoke so fast that his mouth went dry. He unscrewed a bottle of water and gulped it down.
"Believe me when I say this role could put you on the map?" Zhao Wenshu lowered his voice.
Shen Lian certainly had confidence, but boasting before anything came of it was unwise. All he could say was, "Here's hoping you're right."
"I'm certain of it." Zhao Wenshu gazed into the distance, as if he could already see the drama becoming a smash hit. Of all the roles that had made popular idols household names, he could occasionally understand the appeal of one or two. After all, a pleasing face was a gift from heaven, too, even if their acting left something to be desired. But someone like Shen Lian, who had every advantage? In all his years as a director, he had only encountered a handful.
Zhao Wenshu was usually even-tempered, but now he couldn't contain himself. He quietly asked Shen Lian, "If you become wildly famous someday, what would you most want to do?"
Shen Lian didn't even think about it. "Go public."
"Go public? With what?"
"With my partner, of course." Shen Lian sounded perfectly justified.
Zhao Wenshu gave a soft snort. "Dreaming, are you?"
Shen Lian: "..."
With all of you acting like this, don't say I didn't warn you when the time comes.
As soon as Director Zhao left, Liu Tang rushed over to shower Shen Lian with admiration and extravagant praise. Not far away, Sun Binghe narrowed his eyes and scanned her up and down with a scrutinizing look. Shen Lian noticed and