The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

"Okay, my friend said that someone has sent an order to ban you in the circle. Have you offended someone?" Ziyi still doesn't know who the person is who didn't let Qin Yuhuan stand up.

Logically speaking, Qin Yuhuan's acting skills are bad, but she has the face to play the heroine. She can play a vase in some idol dramas that don't require high acting skills. It's better than not being able to get a decent drama now.

Take a supporting role, and when you meet a female lead who is more famous but a little narrow-minded, you have to be on guard against her to outshine you all the time. This is such a waste of resources that anyone who sees it can only sigh.

"It could be Wang Haochen from Jiusheng Group. A few years ago, he wanted to keep me, but I refused. It could also be..."

Qin Yuhuan rattled off a string of names, all of which were familiar to Ziyi. Ziyi knew that it wasn't just Jin Cheng, there were a lot of such messy people in the second-generation circles all over the country, but she didn't expect Qin Yuhuan to recruit so many people. She had almost called out one-third of the names of Jin Cheng's second generation.

"They think I'm cheaper?" Qin Yuhuan smiled sarcastically, "I'm just cheaper when I attend events." It's because her status as an unknown celebrity is there, no one would want her if she was more expensive.

"Do you want to wait for the agency contract to expire?" Ten years later, Qin Yuhuan was already in her thirties when the contract expired, and her career had withered before she even started.

"This is my current idea. I don't know if I can save enough to buy a house before the contract expires. It doesn't have to be in Jincheng, the suburbs, or other cities with cheaper housing prices. It doesn't matter. I can buy a house, settle down, and then find a leisurely job, such as a librarian. The rest of my life can be very good. If I still want to stay in the circle at that time, maybe I can even play the male protagonist's mother."

Qin Yuhuan has some sense of dry humor. It's amazing that she could come up with this idea.

But it is also true that the blooming period of female stars is short, and it is not uncommon for them to play the male lead's mother in their thirties.

"So, what I mean is, you don't have to compensate me with any resources." This is probably what Qin Yuhuan really thinks. "If I become famous by accident, I will have to argue with the agency when I terminate my contract in seven years."

"I accidentally made you angry," Ziyi was amused, "Why are you so funny?"

"To be honest, when I look at myself, I think I might still have some hope of becoming famous." Qin Yuhuan is not overconfident. She always looks at the chips she has and everything she faces objectively.

This makes her always have an air of neither humble nor arrogant.

When faced with a gifted person like Ziyi, he does not feel inferior, and when faced with his own current situation of being an idiot, he does not feel inferior either, but is very calm.

Ziyi: "Don't you want to be famous? Everyone in this circle wants to be famous."

Qin Yuhuan sat down on the sofa and patted the seat beside her. After Ziyi sat down next to her, she spoke: "I do, but I don't expect it. Ziyi, my past prevents me from expecting the unknown, so everything I get in the future will be a surprise."

She survives on the little, sometimes tiny, surprises in life. Once she loses these surprises, the endless suffering in her life will instantly swallow her up.

This is a method Qin Yuhuan figured out on his own that can keep him alive.

Ziyi only knew Qin Yuhuan's ending, but she didn't know that every day she lived in this world, she was trying to force herself to see beautiful things, telling herself that there were too many beautiful things in the world and she always had to see more.

"Just now I saw that you wanted to tell me something."

Qin Yuhuan changed the subject in a very natural manner.

"Oh, I wanted to say goodbye, but you called me. I'll watch your drama and learn about your terrible acting skills when I have nothing to do."

"Ziyi, you are quite straightforward. I thought you would use a word that is equivalent to "crappy" but at least a little more euphemistic." Qin Yuhuan couldn't help laughing, "But it's good this way. I don't like euphemisms that much."

A tactful way of expressing one's reluctance was to express it. Qin Yuhuan didn't want anyone to show the slightest bit of reluctance towards her.

"I just can't think of any other words at the moment," Ziyi sighed and leaned back on the sofa. "I'll look up the Chinese dictionary when I get home to see what the synonyms for 'crappy' are, and find a more beautiful and obscure word to surprise you."

"So you're not going to say goodbye now? If you don't say goodbye, do you want to eat tea eggs?"

"Are you chasing me away or inviting me? The tea eggs you cooked? Give me one."

Qin Yuhuan moved towards the kitchen. The refrigerator was filled with neatly arranged fruits and vegetables. She looked like a skilled home cook. Apart from anything else, her storage skills were truly amazing.

"I haven't tasted it either. I cooked it on a whim last night when I got home. I kept it in a fresh-keeping box for a day and a night. It should be marinated well."

After heating in the microwave, the lid of the storage box is opened, and the complex aroma of various spices hits your nose.

Ziyi was not polite and immediately picked the most fragile one, peeled it and took a bite. Just one bite made her look strange instantly, "Qin Yuhuan, your salt is free?"

Qin Yuhuan, who also took a bite, said: …

“I might…” My cooking skills aren’t that great.

"I'm just curious whether your level is stable or unstable." It was a thoughtful gesture after all. Although it was salty, Ziyi still finished the whole tea egg and then drank a large glass of water.

It's really choking my throat, and my daily salt intake explodes instantly.

"I'm still learning how to stabilize it." Qin Yuhuan put the lid back on. "I should add more sugar or water to dilute it."

"So you usually order... takeout?"

So the fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator are just for decoration?

"No, most of the time I work outside and I'll pack my own lunch. A small part of the time I'll eat some fruit, boil some corn or steam some sweet potatoes and eggs, and occasionally make fried rice." Although her fried rice wasn't very tasty either.

Ziyi discovered that Qin Yuhuan was like a sloth, doing everything slowly, step by step, and even his speech was lukewarm.

Then she thought about the drama she had just watched, about that fierce and arrogant young lady...

In contrast, it can be seen that Qin Yuhuan really tried hard. At least she played a person who was completely opposite to the original character.

"Would you like some more water?" Qin Yuhuan was about to stand up to pour some water for Ziyi.

Ziyi waved her hand quickly, "No more drinking. I drank too much tonight. I'll be anxious on the way home later."

"Then I'll take you there?" Qin Yuhuan turned around and wanted to see where he put the house key when he went home.

Ziyi: "You left the key in the entrance. I saw you put it there, but no need to send it off? It's only five flights of stairs. I can go down in a few minutes."

As she stood up and was about to leave, she heard Qin Yuhuan calling her name seriously: "Ziyi."

Ziyi responded subconsciously, and when she bent down to change her slippers, she found that the slippers on her feet seemed to be her size. She was taller than Qin Yuhuan, and the shoes she wore were two sizes larger than Qin Yuhuan's.

"What does it feel like to suddenly dislike Shu Baizhu?"

Ziyi couldn't help but chuckle, "Why are you still thinking about this melon?"

Qin Yuhuan's eyes showed a perfect reflection, "When filming, there will be such a role. I find it a bit difficult to understand."