Rebirth: A big star falls in love with me

His instructions were clear and concise, demonstrating his outstanding crisis management skills.

"Gao Yuanyuan, you stay," Zhang Yu said finally. "The rest of you can go and get back to work."

Everyone left one after another. Only Zhang Yu and Gao Yuanyuan remained in the conference room.

"I'm sorry," Gao Yuanyuan said first, "I've dragged you into this because of my matter..."

"It's not your fault." Zhang Yu walked up to her, looking at her reddened eyes. "Are you scared?"

"A little," Gao Yuanyuan said honestly. "I've never experienced anything like this before... The comments were really harsh, saying I'd do anything to get ahead..."

"Then don't look." Zhang Yu lifted her chin. "Look at me."

Gao Yuanyuan looked at him. This man's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, containing emotions she couldn't understand, but they were very warm.

“Gao Yuanyuan, remember this—in this industry, you have to get used to being misunderstood, slandered, and smeared. But you can’t let these things defeat you. You have to prove yourself with your talent and let your work speak for itself. When you reach a high enough position one day, those rumors will fall apart on their own.”

"Can I stand that high?" Gao Yuanyuan asked, her voice trembling slightly.

“Yes,” Zhang Yu said confidently, “because I’m here. I’ll push you up, push you to a place where everyone can see you. Then, those who criticized you will all become those who praise you.”

These words were so touching. Gao Yuanyuan's tears fell: "Director Zhang, why are you so good to me?"

“Because…” Zhang Yu’s fingers brushed across her cheek, lingering on her small nose, “you deserve it.”

His kiss landed, so lightly, like a feather brushing against her. Gao Yuanyuan froze, her mind going completely blank.

This was an experience she had never had before, yet she gave it to this man—her director, her teacher, and the person she secretly liked.

Looking down at this face, Zhang Yu knows it will only get more beautiful in the future.

Gao Yuanyuan's body trembled slightly, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

After a long while, Zhang Yu released her, looking at her flushed face and dazed eyes.

"Do you hate it?" he asked.

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head, her voice barely audible: "No... I don't dislike it..."

"That's good." Zhang Yu smiled and pulled her into his arms. "Yuanyuan, be my woman. I will treat you well, I will make you famous, and I will give you everything you want."

Gao Yuanyuan nestled in his arms, able to hear his strong heartbeat. At that moment, she didn't care about anything else—morality, boundaries, consequences. She only knew that she loved this man and wanted to be with him.

"Okay," she said softly.

A smile played on Zhang Yu's lips. The mole under his left eye felt slightly warm.

At this moment, Gao Yuanyuan's mark officially began to sprout. This pure girl had finally taken her first step.

But he knew there was still a long way to go before the true sacrifice. He would take it slowly, gradually making her obsessed, gradually making her unable to extricate herself.

“Eight o’clock tonight, in my office,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ll continue teaching you acting.”

Gao Yuanyuan's face turned even redder, but she nodded: "Mm."

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, but the two people in the conference room seemed to be in another world.

……

2 PM, Beijing "Huayu" Company's main conference room.

The press conference was packed. Zhang Yu sat in the center of the stage, surrounded by lawyers and several senior executives. Below, cameras and microphones were pointed at him, awaiting his response.

"Good afternoon, friends from the media," Zhang Yu began, his voice carrying throughout the room through the microphone. "The main reason I've invited you all here today is to clarify the recent false rumors about me and 'Hua Yu'."

He opened the folder in front of him: "First, regarding the Entertainment Weekly report—I have already commissioned a law firm to formally sue them for defamation. The relevant evidence has been submitted to the court, including bank transfer records and phone recordings showing Wang Zhongjun bribing reporters and fabricating evidence."

Evidence began playing on the large screen. Bank statements showed that Wang Zhongjun transferred 500,000 yuan to the editor-in-chief of Entertainment Weekly; WeChat chat screenshots showed that the editor-in-chief instructed the reporter to "write the most sensational stuff"; in the phone recording, Wang Zhongjun's voice was clearly audible: "We must ruin Zhang Yu's reputation, or at least skin him alive."

The audience erupted in uproar. This plot twist was absolutely explosive!

“Secondly,” Zhang Yu continued, “regarding my relationships with the various actresses—Shu Chang, Jing Tian, ​​Li Xiaoran, Gao Yuanyuan… they are all excellent actresses, and my relationship with them is that of a normal director and actress, teacher and student. Those so-called ‘evidence of intimacy’ are either staged shots or maliciously edited. I have commissioned the technical department to conduct an authentication report, which will be released later.”

He paused, his eyes turning cold: "Finally, I want to warn certain people—business warfare is acceptable, but there must be a bottom line. Using such underhanded tactics to attack competitors and innocent female artists is not only illegal but also immoral. Wang Zhongjun, I hereby formally declare war on you—from today onwards, 'Huayu' and 'Huayi' are irreconcilable enemies. Bring on whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, I'll take them on."

These words were powerful and authoritative, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

"Director Zhang, what about the female trainees in the training camp? There are rumors that they have to go through 'unspoken rules' to get resources..."

“This is the greatest insult to me and to those girls.” Zhang Yu’s expression turned serious. “The ‘Hua Yu’ training camp has strict rules and regulations. All resources are allocated based on ability, not on anything else. Meng Ziyi, Zhang Zilin, Zhang Hanyun… these girls train for twelve hours every day, sweating and shedding tears, all to prove themselves with their abilities. To say that they got ahead through underhanded means is not only a denial of their efforts, but also an insult to the profession of female actors.”

He looked at the reporter who asked the question: "My friend, if you were a woman, would you want to be talked about like this? If you were a man, would you want your sisters or daughters to be slandered like this?"

The reporter was speechless.

"This concludes today's press conference." Zhang Yu stood up. "Finally, I want to say that this industry needs positive energy and people who work diligently and conscientiously. 'Hua Yu' will continue to nurture new talent and create excellent works. The innocent will remain innocent, and the guilty will remain guilty. Thank you everyone."

He left the venue under the escort of security guards. Reporters tried to ask him more questions, but were stopped.

The video of the press conference quickly spread across the internet. Public opinion reversed again—those who previously criticized Zhang Yu now condemned Wang Zhongjun as despicable; those who previously questioned the training camp now sympathized with the girls who had been slandered.

The official Weibo account of "Hua Yu" gained 500,000 followers overnight. Zhang Yu's quote, "The innocent are innocent, the guilty are guilty," was made into a poster and forwarded everywhere.

At 8 PM, the "Hua Yu" training camp in Hengdian.

Gao Yuanyuan arrived at Zhang Yu's office on time. Today she was wearing a white dress, her hair was loose, and she had light makeup on, making her look pure and charming.