In the video, Bai Qiuran was still crying silently.

But Gu Qianlin had no intention of paying attention to these, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Director Yuan?

Could it be the Yuan Dao he thought?

Yuan Tiantian, strolling around?

It is not surprising that Gu Qianlin would have such speculation.

Although he didn't believe the content of the press release just now, he had read it and had a certain impression.

Therefore, when you come into contact with relevant news again, you will naturally have a series of associations.

seems to be talking about the excitement, Bai Qiuran's voice in the video suddenly rose, and the aggrieved and unwilling look on his face became a little more real.

"Director Yuan, you are the author of "Childhood Sweethearts", and you should have more feelings for the people in your book than others. I don't understand, how can you easily erase a character for some unwarranted misunderstanding? ”

Under the fierce words, a few tears oozed from the corners of Bai Qiuran's eyes: "I know that there are a lot of scandals about me on the Internet, and there are also a lot of black materials. For those, whether everyone believes me or not, I don't want to defend it.

But I want to say that at least in the five years since my debut, I have taken my work seriously and diligently. Although I have never played an important role that can be remembered by the audience, at least I have a clear conscience about my efforts and attitude. ”

After listening to this paragraph, Gu Qianlin couldn't help frowning.

The reason why he frowned was not because he believed Bai Qiuran's words.

Rather, it indirectly confirms the previous speculation.

chose to enter the entertainment industry, whether it was an actor or a director.

It's all the freedom to walk around.

But this freedom should have a premise, that is, it should not affect her job as a writer.

Whether Gu Qianlin wants to admit it or not, the fate of him as an editor is, to a certain extent, closely tied to the authors under him.

In particular, the most famous and promising one -

Take a stroll.

The entertainment industry is like a colorful, mixed dye vat.

How many people who walked in and were clean became unrecognizable after coming out.

Gu Qianlin didn't care about what kind of color the person would be rendered.

But he couldn't help but pay attention to the name of Wandering Terrace, or the reputation of this sign.

If the name is negatively impacted and the sign is ruined, then his command will lose a capable general, and his career as an editor will definitely be greatly affected.

When stationed in this body, Gu Tingcheng also sensed the two wishes of the original owner Gu Qianlin at the same time.

One is that I want to carry out the career I like to the end.

The other is Yuan Tiantian.

The second wish, Gu Tingcheng thought that he was destined to not be able to help the original owner achieve it, so he wanted to do his best to complete the first one.

Thinking like this, he clicked on the dial pad and called Yuan Tiantian directly.

He had to remind her that there are some things that should be done in a measured and appropriate way, so as not to provoke difficult people and not to touch interest groups that should not be touched.

He wanted her to understand where her center of gravity should be.

After all, she is not a person in that circle, and there is no team behind her to operate operations.

Although he is her editor, he is not her assistant or agent, and he has no responsibility or obligation, he follows her anytime and anywhere, cleaning up the mess for her.

"Doodoo"

The connection sounded for a long time, but there was no answer on the other end of the phone.

By almost three o'clock in the morning, most people have fallen into a deep sleep.

Even Dill, who was waiting late for her own editing news, couldn't stand her sleepiness, so she turned off the computer and went to the bedroom to rest.

The mobile phone was turned to vibration mode, and it was left in the study by the owner across the wall.

With an incoming call, it is naturally inaudible.

"Your call is currently unanswered, please call again later."

It's probably too late, and the other party has already slept.

Gu Qianlin put down his mobile phone and prepared to contact Xinbu Xianting tomorrow.

Then, he didn't watch the follow-up of the video, and directly turned off the phone and lay down to sleep.

I missed it, a photo released at the end of Bai Qiuran's video.

It was a low-definition set photo, and the protagonists in the center were two, Bai Qiuran with a straight face, and dill with only a back and a side face.

Everyone else is the equivalent of the set, blurred.

Bai Qiuran, who showed his face, lowered his head slightly, and the expression on his face was low and earnest, obviously a pitiful pleading look.

The purpose of releasing such a plausible photo is, of course, to win the sympathy of the public.

After all, based on such a photo alone, anyone would think that he is a high-spirited director, embarrassing a little-known actor.

The dill in the photo is only the back and the small side of the face, which must be unrecognizable to the vast number of melon-eating people and those who are not familiar with her.

But if the person who saw the photo was Gu Qianlin, he would definitely match Yuan Tiantian and dill as soon as possible.

But by chance, he didn't see this photo, and naturally he lost the opportunity to know the identity of dill in advance.

Although it was not long before it turned out that such a realization was only a dozen hours late.

However, the consequences caused cannot be remedied in more than ten hours.

Of course, this was all after Gu Qianlin woke up and after dawn again.

Because he slept a little late at night, when Gu Qianlin woke up in the morning, it was already after ten o'clock in the morning.

He quickly freshened up, ate breakfast, and then dialed the mobile phone number of the stroll away.

Just like yesterday, the phone rang for a long time, and no one answered.

A wave of irritability rose in his heart.

On weekdays, when there is nothing important, I send him messages very often.

Now that he had something important to look for her, she couldn't get in touch.

Gu Qianlin thought about it and decided to go to the set.

He dug through the chat records with Xinbu Xianting two days ago and found the address information of the shooting.

The address is available, but there is still a problem that needs to be solved.

That's how he got in.

I looked up at the clock, and it was ten minutes and eleven o'clock.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I counted it in my heart.

An hour later, shoot outside the theater.

Burly security guards armed with electric batons patrolled back and forth at the door.

As soon as Gu Qianlin, who was carrying two large bags of boxed lunches, approached, he was stopped by the security guards.

"What for?" The security guard asked solemnly.

Gu Qianlin lifted the two large bags of lunch boxes in his hand, grinned and showed two rows of white teeth, and said harmlessly: "Takeaway!" ”

"Delivery?" The security guard glanced at the watch on his wrist and looked at him suspiciously.