I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

The three of them walked not far away.

The camera also moves as they move.

Some netizens noticed that Wen Qingyan seemed to be half a step behind Song Yuge and the man, and they didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

However, the comment was quickly drowned out.

The director team watched the live broadcast with fear and trepidation, silently wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Song Yuge is really brave!

She actually asked that person to carry her luggage?

The barrage of comments started to appear.

[Who is this guest? I can't find him. Is he a new star?]

[Song Yuge is truly shameless. As soon as she arrived, she let this male guest surround her.]

[Apart from anything else, this little brother is really handsome, not even inferior to actor Zhou.]

[Come here, three minutes, I want all the information about this man.]

Netizens in the live broadcast room were happily scrolling through the screen.

After sitting down, Wen Qingyan couldn't wait to introduce himself.

Song Yuge nodded, "Hello, my name is Song Yuge."

Wen Yuan glanced at Wen Qingyan indifferently.

Wen Qingyan met his gaze, his scalp tingling instantly, and he quickly introduced, "This..."

Song Yuge looked over.

"He is..." Wen Qingyan's brain was working rapidly, "Xiao Wen, yes, Xiao Wen."

Behind the camera, the director fell off his stool when he heard this, looking dazed.

Everyone in the program crew knows Wen Yuan’s true identity.

Their expressions were almost identical to the director's: bewildered, "......!"

Wen Yuan nodded, a gentle arc appeared on the corner of his lips, "Hello, Yuge."

"Xiao Wen?" Song Yuge chuckled. "Hello."

Wen Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Not long after, several cars stopped one after another.

The shots were divided into two waves.

A wave was still aimed at Song Yuge and the other three.

The other wave turned to the new guests.

The car door opened slowly.

The first person to get off the car was another actor, Zhou Yili.

He just turned 30 this year and is the first actor in the country to achieve the Grand Slam. Whether in terms of qualifications or acting skills, Lin Yuezhou at the moment cannot compare to him.

Zhou Yili's eyes and eyebrows were somewhat cold, but his attitude was completely different and gentle.

Even when facing an actress of Song Yuge's weight at close range, or Wen Qingyan, the fourth son of the Wen family who holds an unusual status in the Beijing circle, he remains gentlemanly and polite, with clear eyes and no trace of contempt or flattery.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Yili."

In his previous life, when Song Yuge was constantly improving his acting skills, he watched the works of Zhou Yili the most. His acting skills were indeed impeccable.

Song Yuge stood up and greeted politely.

"Teacher Zhou."

Wen Qingyan just raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded slightly, and returned to his arrogant attitude of "I'm so arrogant, what can you do to me?"

He doesn't care about anyone except Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan just nodded lightly as a greeting.

When Zhou Yili's gaze fell on Wen Yuan, an imperceptible emotion flashed across his eyes.

Two singers came up from behind, one male and one female. Both of them were idols and belonged to the new generation. They were quite popular.

Following behind Duan Yujing and Song Yuwei was Shen Zhiyi.

As soon as they came over, they greeted Wen Qingyan first, and then Zhou Yili.

As for Song Yuge...

Obviously, they ignored it.

Only Shen Zhiyi glanced at Song Yuge with a half-smile.

She raised her foot, suddenly walked over, stretched out her hand towards Song Yuge, and a perfect curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The moment Shen Zhiyi appeared, Song Yuge's emotions were on the verge of losing control.

She only felt that her soul seemed to have returned to her previous life, back to that cold ward. The excruciating pain of terminal cancer and the heart-wrenching betrayal by her loved ones tortured her bit by bit.

The whole person was like a puppet being pulled by strings, being pulled irresistibly, and his flesh and blood were all over the place.

The words Shen Zhiyi said to her before his death rang in her ears again.

Every word was like a knife cutting through my body.

Song Yuge could even hear her soul screaming and wailing, hoping that she could save it.

She was gradually consumed by the resentment of her previous life.