My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 411: The Counterattack of "Glory

Chapter 411: Chapter 411: The Counterattack of "Glory

Bo Yan entered the hospital room and turned off Yuran’s cell phone. For the past few days, he didn’t want anything from the outside world to affect her recovery.

Anything at all.

It wasn’t until a week later, when Yuran’s abdominal wound had healed nicely, that Bo Yan, who had been stressed for a long time, finally began to ease his worries.

Of course, he had become so gaunt that he was hardly recognizable.

While Yuran was worried about his health, she felt helpless as she watched him grow thinner, and it was agonizing for her.

Fortunately, as she gradually began to look better, she shared her soup with Bo Yan, and as he was able to eat, his complexion improved day by day, and only then did she feel relieved.

Only then did she remember that today was the ninth day, and her movie "Glory" had premiered on the second day. So, had she forgotten about her own movie premiere?

These past days, she always felt like she was forgetting something, but couldn’t recall what it was, so she didn’t think much of it. And just by not thinking about it, she had actually forgotten such an important matter.

She naturally wouldn’t blame Bo Yan for not reminding her; she figured that Bo Yan had probably forgotten as well.

Bo Yan brought a cup of warm water to her and, seeing her in a daze, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Yuran came back to her senses, took the cup from his hand, and took a sip of water, shaking her head, "Nothing much, just remembered something that seems important but also not so important."

"Tell me about it," Bo Yan said as he sat down beside her, taking back the water cup and holding it, while his other hand played with their son Ruanruan’s tiny palm.

Over the course of the past week, Zhizhi had transformed even further, becoming so adorably beautiful it was unbelievable.

His chubby little face was flushed pink, his thin lips resembled Bo Yan’s completely, and his nose was extremely similar to his, too; only his watery, round eyes looked a lot like Yuran’s.

Whenever he saw his son open those eyes, which resembled black agates, there was a softness in his heart.

Following his gaze to the sleeping child, Yuran chuckled, "Seven, apart from the eyes, the baby’s facial features are so much like yours."

"His eyes are like yours," Bo Yan shifted his gaze to Yuran. "If he looks at me with those eyes in the future, I doubt I’ll be able to discipline him seriously."

Yuran smiled with her eyes curving, "Seven, did ’Glory’ premiere on the second day?"

Bo Yan hummed affirmatively.

Yuran was surprised, "Aren’t you concerned?"

While Bo Yan was intently playing with Zhizhi, he shook his head, "Time is barely enough to care for you, where would I find the time to worry about other things?"

That made sense.

With no response from her, Bo Yan laughed, "Want to know the box office results?"

Just as he had expected, the box office had not been satisfying during the first two days, but in the following days, "Glory" gradually took off with praise from well-known film critics and big-name bloggers, which helped the box office soar.

Xie Cheng had reported to him every day. Although he hadn’t comprehended everything, he knew quite a lot.

In his view, this was an anticipated outcome, nothing too surprising. Xuan Ze had even told him over the phone that "Glory" achieving its current results meant he had won his bet.

Seeing Bo Yan’s solemn expression, Yuran was a bit hesitant to ask to see it, fearing it might be too disheartening.

But not looking made her feel restless.

"Seven, please tell me, so I can be prepared," she said.

Bo Yan chuckled, pinching her tender cheek, "What’s there to worry about? With such good acting, could the box office be bad?"

Yuran: "...So..."

Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, and seeing that their son Weiwei was slowly opening his eyes on the bed, he skillfully lifted Zhizhi into his arms and soothed him back to sleep, "Baby, congratulations, your debut has been a success."

Yuran, "...Really?"

"Mhm!" Bo Yan said, handing her the phone while he continued to walk around the room with Zhizhi in his arms, coaxing him to fall asleep against his chest.

Somehow, Zhizhi had developed a bad habit, needing to be held and continuously rocked and swayed to fall asleep peacefully, as if recreating the calm within the womb after being born.

There was simply no other way.

Yuran felt completely at ease with Bo Yan taking care of the baby. After all, in the past several days, he had handled almost every matter, large or small, while she seemed more like a hands-off mother.

There is no need to worry about anything.

When you search for "Glory," you see that in just eight days, the box office revenue reached 1.2 billion.

Even during the fiercely competitive season for holiday releases, such box office figures for an art film aren’t bad at all; on the contrary, they are better than many holiday blockbusters.

She felt it was somewhat unbelievable because the opening day only saw 80 million, with the highest single-day reaching three billion.

She opened a well-known review platform.

Yuran saw countless reviews of "Glory," with over two hundred thousand reviewers, covering all sorts of opinions.

Several lengthy reviews were pushed to prominence, very eye-catching.

"Xuan Ze strongly returns to the art film scene! His technique is smooth and refined, without falling into clichés or melodrama.

The interaction between Tang Wan and Xuan Che is cleverly handled, showcasing their different personalities, perspectives, and differences;

The narration is full of melancholy, humor, and romance. Under their deft interaction, it also delicately portrays and explains their mutual growth and support.

The lead actors, needless to say, consistently deliver on-point performances, faultless, both handsome and cool, both passionate and domineering. In my mind, I thought Bo Yan was not suited for such a refined and genteel role, but I was wrong. Bo Yan brings any character to life as if tailor-made for him.

No objections accepted.

The unexpected surprise is the female lead, Yuran. Oh my god, is she really just a newcomer?

Her acting is insanely good, do you get that? I originally didn’t want to watch "Glory," worried that the acting couldn’t convey Tang Wan’s grace and elegance;

I underestimated newcomer Yuran. The internet was full of slander against her, and I thought how bad her acting must be to warrant such cynical criticism.

But once I sat down in the theater, I realized this is just jealousy, pure jealousy.

Acting opposite Bo Yan without being overshadowed, what more do you want? In short, I loved "Glory," and I could watch it three more times."

"This is a simple yet star-crossed love story, a tragedy about lovers who go through joy and sorrow but can’t end up together.

It’s romantic and beautiful, yet sad and regretful.

What struck me as different was that the entire story is intertwined with Tang Wan’s memories, the deep love unspoken toward Xuan Che.

They had been together for so long, so very long; she clearly promised to marry him.

In his final moments, he still looked at the Rose in his hand.

He was smiling even in death.

She stood on the highest podium of her life.

But... there’s no ending anymore, I cried uncontrollably.

As the story reached its conclusion, she found herself deprived of even the right to cry.

She asked him, why couldn’t he wait for her.

Seeing the love that remained unchanged even at the end of his life, brimming with a strong sense of tragedy.

This kind of eternal love brings tears to the eyes.

Fairy tales are beautiful because they are unattainable.

At the end of the film, it’s as if I can still see.

Them arguing in the rain, finally understanding that they still loved each other.

This is an ordinary love story. Everyone experiences love, but love that remains steadfast until death might not be something everyone gets.

There are no excuses in love, if it cannot be fulfilled, then all that remains is regret. Thank you, Yuran, and Bo Yan for bringing the story to life;

You’ve embodied my ideal Tang Wan and Xuan Che.

Thank you to the director Xuan Ze for refining the script meticulously, crafting such a great story and letting us understand that Tang Wan’s death is for a better beginning;

I cried so much during the entire film, as if my tears were beyond control. I will watch it a second time, thank you."

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