Sunday, June 27, 2021

Incurable Chapter 33 Part 2

Faced Mu Qing’s arrival, some people at the table whispered at first. But when they saw Shen Cheng behind her, it became clear. Mu Qing’s role in “Red Embroidery” then caused an uproar. Everyone knows she is the pearl in Shen’s Entertainment’s son’s heart, Shen Cheng.

So what if the female lead that announced it was Tang Qin? If Shen’s Entertainment wanted to cut someone’s role, no role could not be cut off.

Unexpectedly, Shen Cheng came together with Mu Qing. Because of that, the director couldn’t sit still anymore. He got up from the main seat and said politely, “Master Shen, do you want to sit here.”

“No, I’ll sit with Mu Qing. You can do whatever you want.” Shen Cheng said lightly.

Shen Cheng is the only son of the Shen family, a veritable second-generation rich. His family is in the entertainment and media business. Many female artists are in their company, and his private life has always been bohemian. But now, the playboy turned around to doting on his sweetheart, which is really enviable.

In fact, he is actually good-looking, tall, and lean, with handsome features. His face is also with the indifference and arrogance of the second generation’s ancestors. After Mu Qing sat down, her expression sank slightly, and she glanced at Mi Yu. Mi Yu naturally understood what she meant, then she got up and stood up.

At the same time, everyone sitting next to Mi Yu stood up and moved their positions. After Shen Cheng sat down, the rest of the people sat down.

When everyone got up, Mu Qing’s expression did not change. She sat there with a dignified and elegant expression. When Shen Cheng sat down, she smiled and leaned over to say something to Shen Cheng with a frown. She looked like the first blooming lily was holy and graceful.

It is what a white lotus looked like, and no wonder Shen Cheng held her in pain on the cusp of his heart.

Although Mu Wan didn’t look at the two of them, she clearly felt that Shen Cheng looked in her direction after Mu Qing and Shen Cheng had finished talking.

Mu Wan’s expression remained unchanged. She raised her eyes to look back, met Shen Cheng’s eyes, and smiled faintly. When she looked at Shen Cheng, Mu Qing turned her eyes to Shen Cheng and called him to turn his attention to her again.

Mu Wan raised her eyebrows slightly. The corners of Mu Wan’s lips curled up, and chuckled lightly.

The wine party opened with a jumble of feasts, everyone toasted in turn, and the atmosphere was even more lively than now. The actors who were present, more or less, all paid homage to the director. Mu Wan also paid homage to the director of Mi Yu and drank two glasses.

As soon as she finished the toast for Mi Yu, Mu Qing took the wine glass. But before she could get up, Shen Cheng picked up her glass. Shen Cheng put the wine glass aside and said to her, “You can’t drink.”

Mu Qing smiled, looked at the wine glass, looked at Shen Cheng again, and said embarrassedly, “This is not good. Everyone has paid homage, but I am the lead actress haven’t. It’s too disrespectful for the director if I don’t propose a toast.”

When the director saw the gesture, he immediately waved his hand and said, “No need, no need. It’s fine.”

Mu Qing smiled and looked at Shen Cheng, reaching for the wine glass. Shen Cheng grabbed her hand, raised the glass with the other hand, and said, “I will make a toast for you.”

It was a small gesture but exceedingly pampering, and there was a suppressed “Wow” sound in the room, infinite envy. Mu Qing smiled helplessly. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she said, “Alright then.”

When Shen Cheng toasted a glass of wine, the director was flattered and quickly drank it. After Shen Cheng finished drinking, Mu Qing lowered her head and said something to him. Shen Cheng smiled, raised his hand, and touched her head.

There was another exclamation of admiration and envy in the room.

Mu Qing never gave her attention, but her goal of showing off in front of her has been achieved. After half a round of wine, Mu Wan looked bored.

Since Mu Qing came and starred in this drama, she has no chance to act anymore. Mu Wan didn’t want to stay any longer, so she took advantage of everyone’s chatting and went to the bathroom.

She drank four or five glasses of wine tonight, but it was all red wine, and she could handle it. Mu Wan washed her face to calm her. After washing up, she stood habitually at the bathroom door to sober up.

The rooms in the clubhouse had internal toilets, so just a few people left the rooms. The corridor was dimly lit, and it was also empty, showing a faint sense of loneliness.

Mu Wan looked up at the lamp for a while. Her eyes turned dark as she lowered her head and took out her mobile phone. She unlocked it and pressed the screen to turn it on. The main interface of Tang Qin’s Weibo is also displayed on the screen.

Just now, she posted a Weibo. The general idea of her ​​Weibo is to work hard and forge ahead. There are also some trivialities in it. If someone carefully trying to figure it out, it’s full of grievances. The first hot comment is the comfort of Tang Qin’s fans, saying there will be better drama in the future. Below the comment of the support fan, there was a lot of speculation that the drama she starred in had been cut off.

Tang Qin is a powerful little flower this year. She has just acted in a hot traffic idol drama and is now popular. She is high-spirited, and she must be so angry when she got cut off.

However, the only way to get angry is to be bitter and resentful. The most influential in determining the cast is the investor. If the investor decides to change the cast, the actors have no power. Thus, they can only comfort themselves by continuing to work hard.

Besides, the protagonist’s cast, let alone a small supporting role like her, could change.

Mu Wan felt very bored. Looking at Tang Qin’s meaning, she should have just been cut off. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been posted on Weibo just now. It would be nice if she had known it earlier, so she would not have returned. She felt better staying in the Taoist temple and accompanying Liu Qianxiu.

Thinking of Liu Qianxiu, she misses him more and more. Mu Wan looked back at the main interface of her mobile phone. The time on her mobile phone showed that it was nine o’clock now. At this time, he should have just coaxed Qing Chan to sleep.

Opening the contact list, Mu Wan found Liu Daochang’s name, dialed it over, and the call was connected quickly. While listening to the silent voice over there, Mu Wan seemed could tone that under the moonlight, his water-blue Taoist robe spread out, and Liu Qianxiu sat on the ground straight, removing the dust from the ordinary. When his voice came over, the image seemed to have been broken by water droplets, but it was more realistic, and the corner of Mu Wan’s eyes curled.

“It’s over?” Liu Qianxiu asked.

“Well, the wine party is not over yet, but my part is over.” Mu Wan looked down at her feet and gave a small kick.

“If I knew it erlier, I wouldn’t be back.” She murmured, her voice softening, making her words slightly disappointed.

Liu Qianxiu sat on the futon and put down the book in his hand. He looked at the courtyard of the Taoist temple with a crescent moon hanging above it. He asked in a low and calm tone, “What’s the drama is?”

“A palace battle drama.” Mu Wan followed his conversation.

“Is there a role you want to play?” Liu Qianxiu asked.

“Yes.” Mu Wa nodded, took his legs back, and whispered, “This drama is an adaptation from a novel recommended by Gao Mei. The queen is a supporting role in the novel, and the character is quite good.”

After Mu Wan finished speaking, she raised her head and looked into the depths of the corridor. The alcohol prompted some sense of weakness and frustration in her. Rising flowers like Tang Qin have been cut off, so her little supporting role struggles are also fruitless.

“I’m going home first.” Stood up straight, her longing gradually diffused, and Mu Wan’s voice slowly faded, “Liu Qianxiu, you come back early. I miss you.”

The lonely bright moon illuminates the empty courtyard. The quiet heart in the past has gradually become noisy., Liu Qianxiu replied in a deep voice, “Okay.”

Mu Wan smiled happily on the other end of the phone. After she said something casually, she hung up the phone. Her voice was no longer in the receiver, but Liu Qianxiu did not put his mobile phone away.

The night at the Taoist temple was as cold as water. Liu Qianxiu sat cross-legged on the futon, dialed a number, and called it.

“There is a drama that I want you to make investment arrangements.”

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone. But he soon suppressed his emotions and said, “Okay, I will prepare right away.”

After speaking, the other party hesitated momentarily and asked a little tentatively.

“Do you want to keep a role?”

“Yeah.” Liu Qianxiu responded lightly. He picked up the book and said, “A supporting role.”

The author has something to say:
Mu Wan: I only like playing supporting roles.
Liu Daochang: Well then, you will play a supporting role, but you will decide who will play the leading role.

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