Lin Fu was the male lead of Blazing Fire, playing the protagonist, Feng Zheng, and one of the rising stars known for his acting talent. His parents and even his grandfather were veterans of the entertainment industry. With a good background, talent to spare, and decent looks, he had a large fan base and was well liked by the general public.
The road to Small Town was long and bumpy. When the directing team got out along the way, they either drank water and caught their breath or clung to tree trunks and threw up.
Shen Lian finally understood. Had they all gone drinking together last night?
Drinking when they knew they had a long trip ahead? They really had guts, Shen Lian thought.
Perhaps his admiration showed a little too clearly. Zhao Wenshu glanced back at him, started to say something, then held it in.
Last night, Chu Yilan had given instructions only to him and told him not to let Shen Lian know. So Zhao Wenshu had sworn the screenwriters and assistant directors to secrecy, telling them the investment had yet to be finalized and not to go blabbing.
A light breeze swept up dust from the ground, and the branches of a crooked willow nearby swayed. Seeing a screenwriter who looked ready to sink into a crack in the earth, Shen Lian couldn't help laughing. One glance at him, and Zhao Wenshu caught a hint of Lu Xiaokai.
The group arrived in Small Town toward evening.
The moment he got out of the vehicle, Shen Lian smelled burning corn stalks in the air. The owner of a little roadside shop was cooking over a small stove.
The streets wound crookedly into the distance, with self-built houses spreading along either side. Wisps of smoke rose from chimneys. An