Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Ji Xingyao squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, but couldn't see anything.

The photo was too blurry and I could only vaguely make out that it was a man.

Fans’ YY ability is so strong that any man can match people up.

She immediately left a message under the post: Stop guessing, I don’t know him and accidentally took a passerby in the photo. I would like to apologize to that passerby.

【Ah~~ All that was in vain! 】

【Pity. 】

[I feel very happy. Star is so beautiful. No man is worthy of her.]

[But, that profile is really amazing~~~~]

There are all kinds of comments, but Ji Xingyao rarely replies. He just takes a quick look and then closes the app.

She stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above her head, feeling that it was time to find a direction for her future.

For so long, everything she did was just for fun, whether it was taking the postgraduate entrance exam or becoming a blogger, she just went with the flow and it was not something she strongly wanted to do.

Sometimes she also envied Wen Yuan for having a strong and determined core, clear goals, and the motivation to expand the business territory.

Compared with Wen Yuan, she, this "slacker", is too unmotivated.

However, career planning is not just talk, it requires careful planning.

Ji Xingyao had never given much thought to her future career, but she had the time and money, which gave her more time for trial and error than the average person. If she came across a suitable career, she would give it a try, and if it didn't suit her, she could switch again.

The next day, after Wen Yuan got up, Ji Xingyao also got up.

"So early?" Wen Yuan was surprised.

"Ha~" Ji Xingyao yawned, "Aren't you going to Lin City today? I'm free anyway, so I'll go play with you."

Wen Yuan said, "Okay, then go wash up quickly and we'll leave soon."

It takes about two hours to drive from Haishi to Linshi.

It was half past nine when Wen Yuan and the others arrived.

The short play was filmed downstairs in a hotel near the film and television city, and the ceremony was scheduled to start at 10:18.

"Hello, Mr. Wen. You must have had a hard journey."

Director Yang, the director of the short play, and the producer walked up to Wen Yuan with smiles on their faces and shook hands with him.

"Director Yang, long time no see." Wen Yuan stretched out his hand.

After the two shook hands, Director Yang looked at Ji Xingyao.

"Hey, isn't this Star? How come you're free today?"

Ji Xingyao took the initiative to shake hands with Director Yang: "Director Yang, today I am President Wen's secretary, and I am here to serve tea and water to President Wen."

"Oh, Star really knows how to joke."

"Hahaha."

Director Yang has collaborated with Xingyuan Media on many short dramas and is very familiar with the relationship between Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao.

She is a good friend and shareholder, and she is also a big blogger with millions of fans. Who dares to look down on her?

Director Yang was chatting with Wen Yuan when the assistant director suddenly whispered something in the director's ear with a worried look on his face.

"What?" Director Yang's face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yuan asked.

"Ahem, well," Director Yang stammered, "Boss Wen, there's a small situation. I'll go take care of it."

"Ah."

After getting Wen Yuan's approval, Director Yang and the assistant director left quickly.

The short dramas invested by Xingyuan Media are of high quality among short dramas, and are almost as good as dramas in terms of cost production and actor selection.

This was Ji Xingyao's first time at a filming location, and she was quite interested in this opening ceremony.

Above the approximately ten-meter-long stage, a huge red curtain read "Rebirth of the Empress in the Cold Palace, She Awakens" - opening ceremony.

There was a rectangular altar under the stage, on which were placed fruit snacks and a roasted suckling pig. A camera covered with a red cloth was placed in the middle of the stage.

There is also an incense burner on the altar, which is used by the crew to burn incense for the main creators. Ji Xingyao has heard that all the main creators burn three incense sticks each, in order to pray for the whole play.

Pray that the filming of the script goes smoothly and it becomes a hit after it is broadcast.

After a while, Wen Yuan was called away. As an investor, many people came to her.

Ji Xingyao was the only one left, and she started wandering around.

After entering the hotel, she stumbled upon the actors' dressing room, which looked quite interesting. Since she had nothing to do, she found a chair and sat down to watch them busy themselves.

Coincidentally, she had a script at hand with the title "Rebirth of the Empress in the Cold Palace, She Awakens".

Ji Xingyao flipped through a few pages.

However, in less than ten seconds, she threw the script away in panic.

The page she randomly turned to, the scene described in it reminded her of the harem of the Taifeng Dynasty.

Especially the cold palace, which is very similar to Beisan Lane.

Just reading these words made her feel as if she were there and she was restless.

She shook her head and stood up to leave.

When I walked to the door, a man came in from outside.

The man was dressed as a general, with a high ponytail, and looked very heroic.

Their eyes met and they stopped at the same time.

Ji Xingyao's breath was held in his throat. This man's outfit was too similar to Li Heng's.

If he didn't have a face completely different from Li Heng's, Ji Xingyao would have really thought he saw Li Heng.

The two people stood there in a daze. The other person came to his senses first and said, "Sorry." Then he made way for her.

Ji Xingyao's thank you got stuck in his throat and he left without saying a word.

"Yubai, why is your collar crooked? Let me help you fix it." The costume designer shouted from inside the room.

Shi Yubai withdrew his gaze from Ji Xingyao and went into the house.

Ji Xingyao walked out of the hotel anxiously. She no longer had the heart to wander around, so she simply found a shady place to wait for Wen Yuan.

She was standing in a circular flower bed. After standing there for a while, she heard Director Yang's angry cursing behind her.

"Does Qin Miao really think she's the best actress in short dramas? She's raising her price right here, and she dares to raise it right in front of me!"

The assistant director looked anxious but didn't join in the commotion. "Director Yang, all the creative staff, the media, and President Wen are here. We're just waiting for Qin Miao. It's almost 10:18. We asked a master to calculate the start time, so it can't be earlier or later. How about you make way?"

"Bullshit! These people are the ones who ruined the industry rules. Qin Miao is so arrogant just because she hooked up with the eldest son of the Ji Group. She doesn't even think about whether her poor acting skills are worthy of her exorbitant demands."

Qin Miao's asking price is already higher than that of third-tier drama actors. She really thinks she has turned from a wild chicken into a phoenix.

"Director Yang, Director Yang, the costs can't wait." The assistant director was also anxious. The venue costs, costume costs, production costs, actor salaries, and publicity costs, every day of delay is burning money.

Director Yang has a stubborn personality, and the assistant director tried to persuade him earnestly for a long time, but he refused to give in at all.

He had no choice but to say, "Director Yang, it's too late even if we change the actress. There are only 18 minutes left. How can I find you someone who fits the role of the heroine in the script?"

Director Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "Who said we can't find it? I can just look at Star."

Ji Xingyao, who was standing opposite the flower bed, was inexplicably called out and was confused.

"I'm going to go find Mr. Wen right now. There's no way Qin Miao and Qiao can get in front of me."