Chapter 7.1: The Movie Queen’s Little Fortune (7)

TL: Zhen
ED: Arya
PR: Dark
QC: Qian

“Pianzhen, we meet again.” 

    Song Zhe smiled, with his cheerful hazel eyes and clear voice as he looked at his sister intently.

    Originally, there were a few other girls beside Jian Yixin. Seeing Song Zhe come, they walked a little bit more sensibly, but their gazes were directed at him.

    Jian Yixin: ….

    Was he worthy of being a siscon?

    “Why are you here?” Jian Yixin’s tone was a little coquettish as if she was complaining, “Don’t tell me!”

    “To surprise you.” Song Zhe raised his eyebrows, looked at his sister who he hadn’t seen for a long time, and reached out to rub her head.

    When his hand was halfway there, he remembered his sister’s position, and under Jian Yixin’s gaze, he put it back.

    From others’ perspective, it seemed as though Song Zhe stretched out his hand, trying to touch Song Pianzhen’s cheek, but in the end, he restrained his emotions.

    Song Pianzhen was slender and pure as she looked up at the tall and handsome man slightly. The two stood close together, and with dim lighting, it seemed ambiguous.

    “I’m thinking of something.” Liu Lele peeked at them as thoughts ran in her head, “A lover draws his hand near, but withdraws suddenly.”

    “Nothing.” Lin Qinglu threw the fan on the table as it let out a soft pop.

    She frowned: “Have you read too many romance novels?”

    Is it always a love story when two people stand together?

    Beside her, a little girl from the crew whispered: “When he called ‘Pianzhen’, his tone was super intimate and super doting.”

Lin Qinglu leaned back, her legs crossed, “Some of that could be said to be true.”

    She had a calm tone, as if she was accustomed to this.

    Liu Lele thought for a while, and it really seemed like this. Haven’t all the rumours in the entertainment circle started this way?

    Sister Qinglu was able to think thoroughly, and it turned out that the rumours stopped at this wise man.

    Liu Lele followed in the footsteps of her artist and reflected on her thoughts seriously. Even the young ladies in the crew displayed a shameful expression of  ‘I actually exposed the nature of the little substitute in front of Movie Queen Lin.’

    Lin Qinglu didn’t care about them, so she tilted her head and glanced at the corner where Song Pianzhen was standing.

    The two of them were still chatting.

    Actually still chatting.

    They seem to be taking selfies, so naive?

    Song Pianzhen smiled at him, Song Pianzhen stretched out her arm–

    “Old Yu!” Lin Qinglu suddenly shouted, “Can’t we film today’s scene yet?”

    “Pa, shoot, what a grandmother’s temper.” Yu Bo sighed, arranging his hands neatly.

    “Move your seat a little bit more, the light on the left is too bright…Yes, okay, the actors are in their respective positions!”

    As if the gears were slowly turning, the crew officially started, everyone got busy, and the scene instantly became actor-centered.

    Lin Qinglu’s eyes swept away, and the two of them really separated.

    Song Pianzhen is coming here.

    Lin Qinglu smoothed out a bit, but didn’t even give Song Pianzhen a straight look.

    Hmph!

    At least she still knew her job.

    Song Zhe sent the selfie in the family group chat. “Mom asked me a few days ago why you didn’t show up in my circle of friends recently.”

    “Oh, how dare I let them know that their precious daughter has been so wronged recently.” Song Zhe sighed.

    Jian Yixin was amused by him, and this time the laugh was much more real: “How can it be so exaggerated, it’s also very good here.”

    Song Zhe loved his sister, and he was often worried for her.

    As the elder brother, he only hoped that his sister could lead a comfortable life like a little princess, so why bother to be so wronged.

    Song Zhe said: “I asked you who you were here in the group for, but you have been reluctant to tell me, your brother.” He got closer and said surely, “Is it Shen Yu?”

    As he spoke, Song Zhe thought of Shen Yu’s profile and the person he had just met, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

    This kind of person was not worthy of his sister, but if she was just playing, it’s okay as long as his sister was happy…

    “It’s not him, it’s Lin Qinglu.”

    “Eh??”

    Lin Qinglu?

    Song Zhe never paid attention to the entertainment industry, but no one was unfamiliar with this name.

    Lin Qinglu’s delicate face and her star-studded personal achievements suddenly appeared in his mind.

    She was a more powerful candidate compared to Shen Yu.

    Song Pianzhen had a good relationship with her brother, and talked to Song Zhe about everything. But in the end she was a little girl, and she didn’t have the nerve to speak Shen Yu’s name directly.

    It was convenient for Jian Yixin at this time.

    “Ms. Lin is very good, and I like her work very much.”

    “She is pretty good.” Song Zhe was very satisfied with this answer.

    What he was most satisfied with was that it turned out that his sister was not attracted by unreliable men outside, she just chased stars, and at most made friends with Lin Qinglu.

    Just to make a friend.

    Jian Yixin stretched out her hand and grabbed a bit of Song Zhe’s sleeve—this was a small gesture that, as brother and sister, they were used to, and Song Pianzhen could ask her brother for anything.

    With emotional assistance from the system, Jian Yixin gently held Song Zhe.

    “What do you want this time?” Song Zhe smiled, his heart softening.

    “Brother, is HY going to change its spokesperson?” After a pause, Jian Yixin blinked, “The global spokesperson.”

    Hmm.

    “I think the current spokesperson is good, yet the global endorsements dare mention changing them to me.” Song Zhe sighed with a smile.

    What else could he say, after Lin Qinglu asked the director such a question, the whole audience moved, and the filming was about to begin.

    Song Zhe knew about the ways to survive in the workplace, thus without any further delay, lifting his chin he said:

    “Go work first, we’ll talk about it in the evening.”

    “Then brother, what about you?”

    Song Zhe glanced at his watch: “I have my itinerary to follow in N City. In the evening, Xiao Dong will pick you up and we’ll have dinner together.”