Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Lian Qingyang went to Lincheng a day in advance. Due to insufficient funds, he and the director stayed in a standard room. That night, the director saw him watching the live broadcast and was a little surprised. He asked, "Are you really a fan of this person?"

Lian Qingyang nodded, then noticed the director standing by his bed. He looked up with a questioning look, and the director continued, "I originally thought you were deliberately hyping him up or something. To be honest, this person has a lot of traffic, so why don't we use it to boost the drama's popularity? How about having Fengwei and Shumin follow this live broadcast room, give him some gifts, and interact with him?"

He understood the young director's eagerness to have his work recognized, but as the director's words became increasingly outrageous, Lian Qingyang couldn't help but stop him from thinking, "Director, if you pay any attention to him, you should know his personality and the loyalty of his fans. He's not someone who can be used as a tool by anyone with ulterior motives. Of course, I have no intention of using him to hype myself up."

The director had no choice but to sit back on his bed and compromised, "Okay, but if you have a chance to communicate with this person, you must promote our drama more!" Although he said so, the expression on his face showed that he clearly did not believe what Lian Qingyang said. He asked Lian Qingyang to participate in the promotional meeting just because Lian Qingyang had become popular in Sang Weiluochen's live broadcast room. Now Lian Qingyang looked noble and refuted him righteously.

Lian Qingyang turned his gaze back to the live broadcast screen. He didn't care what the director thought. Anyway, he was definitely not going there to get attention. He was clearly there to find a partner.

*

The director woke Lian Qingyang up early the next morning. They had to rush to the scene to put on makeup and familiarize themselves with the process. Lian Qingyang needed to be familiar with the process, as the other two protagonists had not woken up yet when he left.

However, just as he followed the director out of the hotel, he was blocked by a group of people at the door. Some of them were holding cameras to take pictures of Lian Qingyang, while others were holding paper and pen to ask for autographs and photos. They all looked like fanatical fans. Lian Qingyang gently agreed to their requests, and it took five minutes after he finished dealing with some of them.

The director stood by with a smile on his face, constantly apologizing to those who got autographs and took photos with him. He then took Lian Qingyang to a very luxurious car. Lian Qingyang smiled and waved goodbye to everyone.

Only after the car door closed and started moving did he lower his expression. Looking at the director who was happily chatting on his phone, he said with understanding, "You paid for those people at the door, didn't you? This car must have been rented as well. That driver in sunglasses and a suit couldn't be an extra, right?"

The director paused in the act of paying those people's bills and denied it in a panic, "How could that be? You're quite famous now. Maybe those people really came here for you. How could I afford to hire so many people? Besides, this car was loaned to us by a sponsor."

Lian Qingyang waited for him to finish before speaking softly, "In order to trick me into filming, you disguised yourself as an unknown but fan-favorite director and even hired a group of people to support you. And our only sponsor is a beverage manufacturer." He is still upset about the director tricking him into joining the crew. It would have been fine if he had been tricked into acting, but he had to play a character with strong limbs but a simple mind.

The director felt guilty upon hearing this and said awkwardly, "Oh, let's not bring up the past. All of this is just to build momentum for you. Besides, you're an insider, so you should be treated like an insider. By the way, you haven't signed with an agency yet, right? Do you want to sign with Feng Wei's agency? He told me before that you're a good prospect and wanted me to talk to you."

"No, I heard there are a lot of newcomers in his company, and they want to sign ten-year contracts. I'm afraid I can't stay in the entertainment industry for that long."

The situation of this company is also well known to people in the industry, but it is an agency after all, and it is quite famous, so most newcomers will inevitably join this company and sign a ten-year contract. They are faced with the situation that one agent is responsible for several artists, and some resources can only be fought for by themselves.

If you can make a name for yourself in the early stages, the company will certainly support you. Otherwise, you will be like a concubine in the cold palace, disappearing in the company and not making any waves. After all, there are only so many opportunities, and the entertainment industry has always been full of people and few opportunities.

In fact, several companies have contacted Lian Qingyang in the past few days. He learned about the situation of each company and decided that there is no need to rush this matter.

*

The promotional event was about a twenty-minute drive from the hotel. Lian Qingyang was taken to get his makeup done as soon as he arrived. He looked very good without makeup, so the makeup artist only applied a little foundation and trimmed his hair.

The director was vexed beside him: "If I had known your makeup only took three minutes, I wouldn't have come so early. They probably haven't left yet."

There was still about an hour before the promotional event started, but some media and nearby audiences had already arrived. Lian Qingyang stood up from his chair and walked out: "It's okay, let me familiarize myself with the process first and communicate with the audience."

The stage had been simply decorated, and Lian Qingyang walked straight towards the audience. Most of them were from nearby, and the fame of these people in the crew was not enough to make their few fans take the time and effort to come here.

However, there are also several websites that specialize in taking pictures of these less famous newcomers. Maybe some of them will become popular, and then some exclusive photos with personal signatures can be sold at a high price.

Lian Qingyang first greeted everyone, introduced himself, and chatted with them in a casual manner, but his eyes were always on the man in the back row who was fully armed in black and holding a mobile phone.

Sang Weiluochen was originally leaning on a chair, supporting his head with one hand and holding his mobile phone with the other hand so that the audience in the live broadcast room could see Lian Qingyang clearly. However, Lian Qingyang chatted with those people for a while, then looked up at him and walked towards him.

【:Here he comes! He’s coming!!!】

Qingyang wouldn't have noticed Chen Gou, would he? He was wrapped up so tightly, how could he be recognized?

【: It may be some kind of magnetic field attraction, or it may be some kind of soul resonance】

[: I can find him as my destined one at a glance. What a magical feeling!]

What if I just think this little black guy sitting in the corner is weird?

[: Wow, seeing Qing Yang up close, he really has an amazing appearance]

[: Suitable for licking, soaking, come to my bowl, if you look at me again, I will eat you]

[: If you don't understand, then ask, are the sisters in front watching a cross-breeding advertisement? ]

"Is that Luochen? I didn't expect you to come here. I was thinking of visiting you after the event." Lian Qingyang spoke softly, extending his hand towards him with a smile in his eyes.

Sang Weiluochen sat up straight, slammed his phone onto the seat, and reached out to shake it, his voice a little tense: "I came here to see you. You looked great on TV, but I didn't expect to find the camera shot worse than the real thing when I saw you today."