Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 118 Your Journey Goes Far Beyond This

What Shan Meishuang was thinking about was indeed touched upon by Yan Zhuoyu, who touched her lips with a very small gesture.

She was in a hurry to touch up her makeup, her smile perfunctory, but she had to say goodbye to Yan Zhuoyu politely. The arrogant arrogance she had shown earlier vanished in an instant, a case of shooting herself in the foot.

As Shan Meishuang left, the crowd around Yan Zhuoyu gradually dispersed.

She fidgeted with the wine glass in her hand and sighed, "Sister Qiao, I'm so bored. If Xiao Fan were here, he could chat with me about gossip to relieve my boredom."

"Aren't I a person? Talking to me will help you relieve boredom, won't it?"

Qiao Xinyun pushed up her glasses, very satisfied with her performance just now.

She certainly hadn't forgotten what Shan Meishuang had just said, and quickly organized the information from the outside world, giving a brief report to Yan Zhuoyu:

"Hang in there a little longer, the banquet is almost over. Shan Meishuang's performance just now was clearly well-prepared; your names will definitely be trending tonight. However, her main purpose is to use this opportunity to promote her newly signed film."

Yan Zhuoyu was puzzled. Since Shan Meishuang had no intention of starring in "Sword Chant", why go to such lengths? Wasn't she afraid of offending people?

But she quickly dismissed the doubt, figuring it was none of her business.

Qiao Xinyun instructed her public relations colleagues to keep a close eye on the trending topics to prevent Shan Meishuang from causing any further trouble.

She put away her phone and asked Yan Zhuoyu seriously, "Shan Meishuang might try to influence public opinion by saying that you plagiarized her style. Now that you're almost certain to be the female lead in 'Sword Chant,' do you want to consider avoiding any appearance of impropriety, or simply not taking the role?"

"If a pie falls from the sky, only a fool wouldn't pick it up. She can sway my mind with just a few words?"

Yan Zhuoyu straightened her back and raised her chin coquettishly: "I want to see whether the audience will say I got a bargain after the show airs, or praise her acting skills as inferior to mine and be glad that I didn't let her take this role."

Qiao Xinyun silently gave a thumbs up, but hesitated to speak.

She suppressed the twitching in her eyes: "You'd better be telling the truth!"

"Keep giving me extra practice tomorrow, and get my acting skills back on track!"

Yan Zhuoyu gave a soft hum, suppressing the urge to slack off.

If you don’t steam the steamed buns, you’ll lose your reputation!

As the banquet drew to a close and the guests gradually thinned out, Yan Zhuoyu stood before the dazzling array of desserts, occasionally picking up a small cake to savor.

She exercises a lot and burns a lot of calories, so occasionally indulging in desserts doesn't affect her figure, and Qiao Xinyun never interferes with it.

When Yan Zhuoyu tasted the uniquely textured cherry pastry, she naturally handed one to her manager: "Sister Qiao, try this, it's not sweet."

Just as Qiao Xinyun was about to take it, she caught a glimpse of a man in a gray suit passing by and stopping in front of them.

With her keen professional intuition, she immediately recognized him as the renowned American science fiction director, Major.

"Director Major, hello."

Qiao Xinyun was the first to greet them, followed by Yan Zhuoyu, and the two politely shook hands with Mei Jie.

Major smiled and nodded. He didn't speak Chinese, so he naturally spoke in English:

"Ms. Yan, hello! I am Mei Jie, the chief director of the 'Ashes Era' series. It's a great honor to meet you here. I wonder if you have watched our TV series?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the other person might not understand English. Just as he was about to take out his phone to use Google Translate, Yan Zhuoyu had already responded fluently in her standard American English:

"Of course, this show is a milestone in the field of interstellar science fiction, opening up a whole new perspective for us. I have always been a loyal fan of it, including the tenth season that aired last year, which I watched every single episode."

Director Mei's eyes widened in surprise, clearly impressed by Yan Zhuoyu's English proficiency, and his liking for her increased accordingly.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Yan. What are your thoughts on the bounty hunter character codenamed 'Nightingale' in the drama?"

Qiao Xinyun felt a surge of excitement; this was clearly a test to see if Yan Zhuoyu was interested in playing the role!

Back then, 'Nightingale' was the only Asian character in the show, and her passing due to Jiang Yuelin's unexpected death left a void in the hearts of the audience.

Using previously unreleased footage, the writers created an open ending for Nightingale at the end of the third season, after which the character never appeared again.

Yan Zhuoyu's expression didn't change much, but the image of that woman with a hoodie, a determined look, and a laser gun always on her back slowly surfaced in her mind.

After a pause, she replied, "That was a soul with an undying belief, who upheld his promise to his teammates and his loyalty to his country regardless of life or death, and dedicated everything to the base..."

Every word, spoken almost effortlessly, was an analysis written by Jiang Yuelin in the biographical sketches.

Director Mei nodded repeatedly, his satisfaction evident: "Excellent! So, Ms. Yan, would you be interested in playing the role of 'Nightingale'?"

"me?"

Yan Zhuoyu was slightly taken aback and fell into deep thought.

She knew the significance of this role, and she also knew that Asian faces were generally not well-received in American dramas, and that she could easily be met with a barrage of criticism. She was even more worried about ruining the classic work left by Jiang Yuelin.

But after much thought, Yan Zhuoyu decided to seize this opportunity. She said firmly, "If I have the chance, I'd like to give it a try."

Major pulled out a business card and handed it to her: "Do you have any availability in mid-December?"

Yan Zhuoyu looked at Qiao Xinyun, who quickly began the next steps of the meeting with Director Mei Jie.

At this point, Major's assistant also approached them to assist with subsequent communications and procedures.

The four of them standing together attracted the attention of many people around them, who speculated whether this currently popular actress was about to reach a new peak in her career.

Especially Shan Meishuang, who had previously failed to provoke them, gritted her teeth and stared at them with hostile eyes.

She and her agent had previously tried to contact director Major, but they couldn't even get a word in.

As the banquet drew to a close, the crowd gradually gathered at the autograph area, ready to take photos.

Before leaving, Director Mei asked in a low voice with curiosity, "Excuse me, but I noticed that you and Teacher Jiang have some resemblance in your eyes and eyebrows. May I ask what is the relationship between you and her...?"

Yan Zhuoyu paused for a moment, then, without trying to hide anything, said softly, "She is my mother."

Director Mei realized his slip of the tongue and smiled apologetically: "I'm very sorry. Teacher Jiang is an outstanding actress, and you have similar qualities to her. I have a feeling that your acting career will be even more brilliant, and your journey will go far beyond this."