The variety show ended at noon, and after lunch, the two of them disappeared without a trace. Having learned from their previous experience, their old friends wisely refrained from bothering them this time, and their managers and assistants also quietly blocked all news.
No one, except the person directly involved, knows how long the bell rang that day.
From then on, Wen Jiu never dared to wear any quirky anklets again.
The next day, 14:35.
Still can't get through?
Hearing the director's barely contained excitement on the other end of the line, Qu Feng was speechless.
But he remained outwardly calm and replied, "No, Director, please don't worry. I've read the script, Xiaojiu should accept it."
Zhang Guozhong walked into the yard and kicked at the pebbles under his feet.
"Hey! I'm not in a hurry! It's just... it's just that Shen Huaian was curious and asked me to ask him for help. It's nothing, it's nothing, hehehe!"
Qu Feng:...
Qu Feng decided that after hanging up the phone, he would carefully study the script and contract to confirm whether the job was reliable or not!
At this moment, Meng Xiao walked over and asked, " Brother Qu, the single 'Touch Me' is about to be released, but Xiaojiu hasn't woken up yet, what should we do?"
Qu Feng scratched his head, then made up his mind. "I know his Weibo password, I'll do it!"
15:00
Wen Jiu v: The single "Touch Me" is officially released, come and listen! [heart][heart][heart] >> Link.
In less than a minute, the comment section was flooded with comments.
[Why is there only one sentence? (Thinking) Am I being aloof today?]
[I bet a bag of spicy strips that this is definitely not the real person!]
[My wife is such a talkative person, and she loves using parentheses and exclamation marks. Her writing is so energetic! Definitely not the official, sullen tone of this working-class person!!]
[I agree, my wife has been incredibly enthusiastic even when she's just working! Tell me, who's behind this account? Where's my wife??]
[Where's my wife?? Is she in bed?! Is she in bed?!]
Qu, the official, listless, working-class person, Feng: "..."
He stepped back, then looked down and sure enough, there was an overwhelming amount of exclamation marks and parentheses.
Damn, even his replies to fans are incredibly long!
Qu Feng readily conceded defeat.
However, he's a middle-aged man over 30 who's worried himself sick; it's already quite good if he can keep up with Wen Jiu Niu's energy and dog-like schedule!
Fearing that saying too much would expose his secret, Qu Feng logged out of his account after posting on Weibo and asked Meng Xiao, who was next to him.
"How's the data?"
Meng Xiao is a pretty young girl with delicate features and the gentleness of a woman from Jiangnan, but she is very decisive and capable. Before the single was released, she was sitting in front of the computer. When she heard Qu Feng ask her a question, she dragged the mouse and showed him the data chart directly.
"Within two minutes of its release, the number of clicks on major music platforms had already exceeded 10,000, and the number of listeners is still rising."
"The production team has already released the stage video."
"Great!" Qu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and opened the memo app. "The theme for the third stage is 'Memories.' Based on my understanding of Wen Xiaojiu, he should focus on singing, so we can relax a bit here."
Just then, Wen Jiu called.
Qu Feng raised an eyebrow slightly; it was truly a case of speaking of the devil and he appears.
" Brother Qu..."
Holy crap!
Damn, that voice is so hoarse, how long have you been driving???
Meng Xiao choked.
My hand gripping the mouse tightened, and I accidentally clicked on a video on a certain page.
The drumbeats of " A Laugh Hangs by a Thread " instantly and forcefully pierced through the mobile phone's Wi-Fi network, reaching Wen Xiaojiu's ears on the other end.
"..."
Meng Xiao paused the playback before Wen Jiu hung up the phone.
She politely raised her hand, smiled apologetically, and said, "Please continue, please continue..."
Wen Jiu wiped away her tears with sorrow.
Damn, he even has such a fresh and handsome stage!
Why are people still clinging to that dark history?!
They call them "one of us"?!
Waaaaah, this world is so unkind to him!
"Ahem!" Qu Feng had obviously seen the video too. He cleared his throat, suppressing a laugh. "Tell me about next week's plans?"
Wen Jiu silently turned over, letting the man massage him, "Mmm."
" Director Zhang has a new play. All the other roles have been cast, except for two main characters. One of them is a young emperor. After watching your performance this time, he wants to give you a try."
"The script and contract have been sent over."
"Which Director Zhang?" Wen Jiu asked, then added, somewhat shocked, "No audition required?"
" Zhang Guozhong from Peach Blossom Spring House." Qu Feng nodded. "Yes, no audition needed. He believes you're capable of handling the role."
"Actually, Director Zhang made the decision after your performance on stage this time. He had this idea while watching your live stream before, but he couldn't make up his mind."
Because of the little incident earlier, Qu Feng didn't dare say it was because of Wen Xiaojiu antics, for fear that he would go berserk.
"Your period costume look on stage this time gave the director a lot of inspiration. He said you *are Wen Yan (the character's name)."
"Don't let his seemingly unethical and unreliable appearance fool you; he might actually be quite unreliable."
Just as the director initially hesitated and distrusted Wen Jiu, Qu Feng also clearly held doubts about renowned director Zhang Guozhong, saying, "Although we haven't found any problems yet, just in case, you should still take a closer look at the script."
"Oh." Wen Jiu nodded.
"There's no rush. Director Zhang has other variety shows filming, and Peach Blossom Spring House will probably conclude with your fourth episode. We can prepare after that. Let's finalize the contract first."
"Uh-huh!"
"Compared to this, another dating reality show invitation seems more urgent."
A question mark popped into Wen Jiu's head, "Love... uh-huh!"
"Damn it!" Wen Jiu turned around angrily and muttered, "What's wrong with you again?!"
"A romantic relationship?" The man leaned over her, one hand on the headboard, and said to the petrified manager on the other Wen Xiaojiu of the phone, "Are you sure?"
Qu Feng:...
Suddenly I'm not so sure anymore, honey.