My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 326: Wanting to Teach Me a Lesson on Behalf of Qin Yunong

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Wanting to Teach Me a Lesson on Behalf of Qin Yunong

Lin Zhan walked alongside the assistant director, asking, "What does his agent mean by that?"

The assistant director sighed, "I have never worked with such an artist before, be it the agent or the artist themselves, neither seem very concerned about the fee. The agent mentioned that here with Diyang, no matter the amount proposed, the amount they actually receive is very little in the end. However, the opposing agency does hope to pay the fee at a B-level guarantee."

Xusheng, being relatively minor, naturally didn’t dare confront Diyang directly. Although they made a request, the specific amount still needed to be determined based on Meng Qiuyan’s celebrity status and commercial value.

"Alright, I understand."

After Lin Zhan sat down with Meng Qiuyan and her agent, he asked Meng Qiuyan to express her demands. Meng Qiuyan, being reserved, showed no fluctuation in her gaze upon hearing the words.

"Director Lin, I don’t mind about the fee. Whatever you think is appropriate will suffice."

This girl seemed indifferent to everything around her. Lin Zhan felt some sympathy for her, "How many more years do you have in your contract with Xusheng?"

It was then that Meng Qiuyan lifted her eyelids to look his way. Her gaze carried a faint indifference and detachment. "I initially signed for fifteen years with Xusheng; now, there are ten years left."

"What a pity."

Lin Zhan didn’t know why, but he suddenly blurted out those words.

Meng Qiuyan’s agent, surnamed Li, had transitioned from an assistant to an agent. Rather than saying she took care of Meng Qiuyan, it was more like Meng Qiuyan took care of her. She felt Meng Qiuyan was undervalued.

Wanting to say something, Meng Qiuyan tugged at her, signaling that she need not say anything.

Lin Zhan always felt something was off about Meng Qiuyan’s eyes, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it. His heart went out to her, and he asked, "Have you ever considered leaving Xusheng?"

Meng Qiuyan raised her head, her gaze meeting Lin Zhan’s. That flash of joy seemed only momentary before it quickly faded, "I have thought about it, but... it’s not possible."

Lin Zhan didn’t ask further. He wasn’t the type to pry; his compassion was just a momentary sentiment. Since she was reluctant to share, he had no desire to delve deeper into the reasons.

He stood up, saying to Meng Qiuyan, "The fee will be calculated at the B-level rate. Sometimes, people really need to plan their own way out."

"Thank you, Director Lin."

During her five years in the industry, Meng Qiuyan faced numerous troubles, messy and varied, but no one truly sought to understand her, even wanting to help her.

She stood alone, long accustomed to the fickleness of human relationships. At this moment, Lin Zhan’s comfort undoubtedly affirmed her strength.

She was internally grateful, yet not skilled at expressing it.

After Lin Zhan left, she shifted her gaze elsewhere. Li Linlin looked at her sympathetically, "Qiuyan, should we... "

"It’s no use, my mother..."

Li Linlin suddenly felt a biting resentment. If only... she truly felt sorry for Qiuyan, "You can’t keep going on like this; you’ll break down before anything changes."

Meng Qiuyan suddenly went silent, just gazing faintly ahead, not seeming to look at anything in particular.

...

Yuran had a scene with Meng Qiuyan that evening. Acting with Meng Qiuyan was unlike acting with any other female artist he had worked with before; it’s often said that an actor’s soul lies in their eyes.

Meng Qiuyan’s gaze was indeed steadfast and spirited, but he always felt something was a bit off.

The scene was one she had previously shot with Qu Dongdong, facing the saint, and then being intercepted by the heroine. Meng Qiuyan’s acting was sharp and clear; her skills were commendable, and the two of them paired well together.

After the scene, Meng Qiuyan nodded to her without saying much, then turned and walked away.

Yuran squeezed next to Lan Yi and praised Meng Qiuyan. "Senior, Ms. Meng’s acting is really good. How did you feel acting with her?"

Lan Yi agreed, "Very good, she’s an excellent kid."

Yuran got along well with Lan Yi. On the set, she liked to stick close to her, which really displeased Bo Yan. That evening, Yuran ordered late-night snacks for everyone. Li Linlin was slightly surprised when she heard the crew members praising Yuran.

Holding her dessert, she asked Meng Qiuyan, "How does it feel to act with Yuran?"

Meng Qiuyan was also eating dessert. She wasn’t very hungry, but the dessert Yuran ordered looked appetizing, and she did not refuse the kind gesture. "Very good, her acting is very skilled, and doesn’t at all resemble that of an eighteen-year-old actress."

"Genius," Li Linlin admired.

Meng Qiuyan smiled but remained silent.

The efficiency of the shoot increased significantly with the absence of disruptive and obstructive individuals in the production team; almost everyone delivered their lines without a hitch. Even Gu Jinshen, who initially had the poorest acting skills in the crew, inexplicably made very few mistakes.

Even if there were mistakes, they wouldn’t exceed three times.

Director Lin Zhan’s temper improved significantly, and the workload of the crew members also reduced due to the actors’ professionalism, making everyone’s interaction pleasant.

Meng Qiuyan and Li Linlin had never been in such a drama set before, free of messy intrigues and conspiracies, and even the legendary aloofness of Bo Yan wasn’t as rumored.

Their interactions were very harmonious.

Meng Qiuyan wasn’t busy with scenes, so even if she didn’t have her own parts to film, she stayed on set most of the time because she liked the atmosphere.

One or two days might be coincidental, but several consecutive days like this became curious for Yuran. She casually inquired from the familiar crew members and quickly learned everything.

She quite liked Meng Qiuyan.

During their conversation, Yuran received a call. Initially, when she saw the name, she couldn’t remember who Jia Ziyi was, but quickly, her memory jogged her.

Her expression changed, and she walked to a quiet place with her phone to answer the call.

"What brings you to call?"

"Yo, Miss Yuran, why the temper? Is it because you’re about to enter the circle and become a big star, you have to say goodbye to us little friends? That’s a bit cold, isn’t it?" Jia Ziyi’s tone was casual and flaunted a spoiled rich kid’s exaggeration.

Yuran felt disgusted inside but didn’t speak.

From Jia Ziyi’s end, a female voice came through, "Ran, it’s Sister Yuyan here, everyone’s reveling in pleasure, want to join us? We’re missing one."

Yuran searched her mind for a long while, unable to recall who this self-proclaimed Sister Yuyan was, and declined without a second thought, "No."

As if Qin Yuyan hadn’t expected Yuran to respond that way, she paused for a moment and then said, "Still throwing a tantrum like a child? Are you mad at Yunong?"

Yuran instantly reacted, "You are Qin Yunong’s sister?"

"Yes."

Yuran was blunt, "Are you here to lecture me instead of Qin Yunong, telling me not to covet what I shouldn’t?"

Qin Yuyan was puzzled by this approach, "What do you mean?"

Yuran moved away from the phone, snorted in amusement, and without further response, hung up the phone.