Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 488 - 489: Salted Fish Turns Over

Chapter 488: Chapter 489: Salted Fish Turns Over

Although the suit was black and patterned, which might be considered quite ornate, Sheng Yan carried it off flawlessly, exuding his usual noble and aloof aura.

Without a doubt, even if Sheng Yan wore a pink suit with his usual poker face, he would still look similarly noble and aloof.

Clothes can change a person’s style, but they can’t alter their charisma, which is an indescribable quality that radiates from within.

If Zhang Ming were here, he would definitely click his tongue twice, "someone actually changed clothes at the last minute, eh, what’s that all about~~~"

Upon further thought, huh, it seems that his outfit matched He Jinxia’s little black dress today. The only pity was that He Jinxia’s evening dress lacked star-shaped decorations.

Alas, in this day and age, showing off affection still ought to be kept low-key. Seeing through without pointing it out, keeping it all unspoken, that’s how to remain good friends!

As soon as Sheng Yan arrived, almost all the eyes of the celebrities present turned towards him, directors included.

Other celebrities, due to their status, couldn’t appear too eager to converse with Sheng Yan, but the directors had no such reservations.

As soon as Sheng Yan entered, numerous renowned directors, like cats sniffing fish, quickly made their way towards him and, in no time, he was surrounded by a group ... of old men.

"Sheng Yan, I have a film next year. Although it is a historical drama, it tells the story of a benevolent doctor who rises from the poor to become an Imperial Doctor at court, and then, faced with a rare disease outbreak among the common folk, resigns from his dignified office to return to treating patients in his homeland.

This story is quite intriguing, the emotional journey between small and influential figures is challenging to portray, and there is depth to the character, are you interested in seeing the script?"

——This was an attempt to recruit him for a role.

"Sheng Yan, I also have a series next year. It’s a fantasy drama, and as you know, the fantasy trend has been very popular in recent years. As long as the visual effects are good and the plot is strong, it’s bound to be a hit and a sure profit. Would you be interested in investing?"

——This was a pitch to get him to invest.

"Sheng Yan, I’ve got a film, it’s about modern special forces. Although military themes are strictly regulated, the state supports them well. As long as the script is approved, filming and then releasing it could set a trend!

This movie requires a huge investment, and I plan to cut down a bit on actors’ fees. Do you have any suitable candidates you could recommend?"

——This was a request for human resources.

"Sheng Yan, I hear you’re close to Ye Lunfei. I sent him a film and he was almost a natural for the role, but he declined a few days ago, citing that he was too busy with no schedule available.

This excuse might fool others, but not me. Could you help me ask him why he doesn’t want to be in my film? The team believes he’s the most suitable star for the role."

——This was soliciting help to convey a message.

...

As soon as Sheng Yan appeared, he set off the heat of the entire hall, bringing the gala to a new climax.

Sheng Yan listened to the directors’ incessant chatter, his brows imperceptibly knitted together. He hadn’t even found He Jinxia yet and had already been cornered by these directors.

In the entertainment circle, such favors and interactions were normal. No matter how impatient he felt inside, he had to restrain himself and keep listening.

He was naturally reserved, not foolish; if he acted without any regard for others, not to mention surviving in the entertainment industry, he wouldn’t last in the financial sector either.

After listening for a while, he noticed that these people started from recruiting him for acting roles and seeking his investment, gradually shifting to requesting help in finding actors and delivering messages ...

Towards the end, they even got around to soliciting free endorsements and inviting him to appearances, which he didn’t count anymore. But suddenly someone throwing out a "It’s a nice day today, isn’t it?"—what was that about!

Sheng Yan’s face darkened slightly, and his cold voice left no room for doubt, "Well then, anyone wanting to pull in investments or offering me acting roles, send your proposals and scripts to my agent. For anything else, send that to my agent too. I have some matters to attend to and will leave for a while. Directors, please continue your discussion at your leisure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Yan strode away, the directors’ enthusiasm having irked him thoroughly.

The castle had a second floor, but it was rarely visited. Many top-tier stars and celebrities chose to go to the second floor because it was serene there; only those of the same status were worthy of ascending to the second floor.

Going to the second floor also indirectly conveyed the stars’ message—they did not want to be disturbed.

Everyone here was astute, and generally, they tactfully refrained from disturbing the big shots on the second floor who preferred not to socialize.

Upon reaching the second floor, Sheng Yan’s vision broadened, and he immediately located where He Jinxia was on the first floor.

He Jinxia was talking with Yu Yanyu, though it was unclear about what. His arrival failed to attract their attention at all.

Sheng Yan noted He Jinxia’s movements, frowned slightly, and called over a waiter who was lingering on the second floor.

A few minutes later, He Jinxia, who had been non-stop talking to Yu Yanyu on the first floor, finally paused. She pressed her throat, feeling it growing itchier and her voice becoming raspier.

Yu Yanyu, who was usually inattentive, finally noticed something odd about He Jinxia’s throat and asked, "What’s wrong, caught a cold?"

He Jinxia shook her head, a trace of confusion passing through her eyes.

She only felt thirsty, but apparently, thirst shouldn’t cause throat pain...

As clever as Jinxia was, she had forgotten under the pretext of thirst that she had been talking non-stop. Her throat was bone dry and sore.

Yu Yanyu frowned, "Should we see a doctor? No, wait, there’s no doctor here. Should I ask the waiter to make you a cold remedy?"

He Jinxia spoke softly, "They only serve alcohol here; there isn’t even plain water, so how would that work?"

Yu Yanyu looked at her worriedly, "But your throat..."

In the midst of their conversation, a waiter suddenly came over, smiled gently at He Jinxia, respectfully placed the red wine before her, and whispered, "Miss He, this was prepared by Mr. Sheng."

He Jinxia was taken aback and instinctively picked up the red wine.

Seeing that she took it, the waiter immediately sped off, not lingering for a moment, preventing Yu Yanyu from asking the question he had on his mind.

He Jinxia brought the red wine to her nose and sniffed. There was not a hint of alcohol. Her eyes brightened as she took a light sip—

This was grape juice!

It had to be Sheng Yan who arranged for it!

Yu Yanyu was about to ask He Jinxia who Mr. Sheng was since there were several celebrities surnamed Sheng at the party today, when he suddenly noticed a drastic change in He Jinxia’s expression.

If she had appeared somewhat listless like a salted fish before, now she looked like a fish revitalized by seawater, vibrant and leaping energetically on the surface... oh, hold on, where was his mind wandering to!

Suddenly, Yu Yanyu felt like having grilled fish.

He asked, "Who is Mr. Sheng, and aren’t you the one who doesn’t drink? Why did you drink the wine he sent?"