Trinity's Tribute

Lu Sandong was sitting in a wheelchair, with his hair tied back casually, holding a copy of Wang Guowei's "Human Ci Hua" in his hand.

"Sister Lu, Weibo has gone viral, you really don't want the studio to say a word?" Feng Yuan sat on the sofa, rubbing her hair, looking at the ceiling with a dying expression, "I still have to explain Come on, at least tell me about your current situation? Once you were injured and didn't speak up, you almost became a diehard fan in half a month."

Lu Sandong continued to read her book, and looked up at Feng Yuan after finishing the next chapter, "What do you mean by diehard fans? Literally?"

"..." Feng Yuan picked up the glass, raised her head and drank a big mouthful of Coke, "Sister Lu, let's take a look at your usual behavior. When you first debuted, you were the heroine of the works directed by Chen Xuan. You are so lucky that you can't wait. "Voice of the Northland", you have no background and people don't believe it, but fortunately, your acting skills are left alone, no matter how eccentric others are, it can only prove that others are jealous."

"So you see, your development prospects should be very good in the eyes of others. However, the last time you publicly teased people on Weibo, you refreshed others' previous perceptions of you. A truth that almost everyone knows—— The true temperament of the entertainment industry is either because of background and strength, or because of death, you obviously belong to the former."

"In the eyes of the vast majority of fans, an artist has no privacy at all, so your family was revealed as an ordinary family of civil servants. Then the question arises, where do your resources come from, and who is helping you? "

Feng Yuan pinched her phone and scrolled through the posts. She felt that the analysis of this blogger named "Meet the Girl Again" was quite reasonable, although she didn't know if she was a dark skinned person, "Then, during the last trip to Shangri-La , you were injured, and you directly airborne the plane, or a private jet. A private jet is nothing, but it is allowed to fly into the sky above the scenic spot instead of a special airport. Then, the identity of the long-haired girl who ran off the plane must not be simple! "

"Sister Lu," Feng Yuan sighed, and shook her head while reading some articles and jokes on Weibo, "Do you know that group of sand sculpture netizens have already started writing some kind of SM fanfiction about you, saying that you are like this? Zichun is a kind, acting and hard-working Canary who can't stand the torture and escapes."

Lu Sandong closed the book, the expression on his face seemed to be holding back a smile, "This is why they feel abused, and then become diehard fans?"

"..." Feng Yuan nodded, "According to the two basic principles of the entertainment industry, that it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and that celebrities' homosexual topics are very impactful, you, who are the central figure, are indeed set off a bit miserable."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Sandong frowned, "Well, they seem to be very interested in this, but what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Yuan lay on the sofa, "Well, there are pros and cons. Die-hard fans will be abused, and the fan economy will develop better. But what I am most worried about is that you will be tagged with some kind of tag. If you explain that you are not, then let others Believe it or not, their words have become speculations. But if you don’t explain or use other words to pass, you have to be prepared to be harassed by people who want to use this topic in an endless stream.”

Due to professional ethics, domestic non-explosion is also a hidden rule, but when it comes to the confrontation of interests, this is something that can be exposed in an instant and quickly attract attention.Once it breaks out, it will inevitably be suppressed in the country.

"You think I'm real?" Lu Sandong smiled and looked at Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan turned to look at her, "Sister Lu, I have been in the entertainment industry for ten years more than you." Could it be that she is blind?My mouth was swollen that night, and there was such a heavy mark on my neck. Do I need to say what happened?

"Well, I like her." Lu Sandong said it without any concealment, without any embarrassment or anxiety.

It's finally here.Feng Yuan, who has always been gentle, finally became serious. She once brought a male artist who became popular because of a corrupt drama, but was banned immediately.It's not impossible for her to understand the behavior of relevant departments - sexual consumption is the right of adults, and sexual orientation is free, but in a world of children whose personality and worldview have not yet matured, public entertainment cannot be used to Promote some kind of "older child's sexual fantasy", because children will unconditionally submit to other people's worldviews and external cognitive attitudes.

And how much of the so-called likes in the fan economy is Ye Gong's love for dragons.

"Sister Lu, I think you will be a very good and successful actor," Feng Yuan smiled bitterly, "As your assistant, I only have one request, don't waste your talent, and go to get the blessings of the whole world. "

Two people who love each other, one is strong and the other is weak, this is Cinderella's fairy tale.Weakness should not belong to this girl, nor should it belong to that girl.

"Thank you." Lu Sandong felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, he was stunned for a moment, and then changed the subject, "Hey, are the potato chips you dismantled yesterday can't be eaten today? It seems to be your favorite lime flavor."

"Ah! How could I go to bed without finishing the lime-flavored one!" Feng Yuan jumped off the sofa and ran to the edge of the dining table. Throw it into the trash can with tears.

"When are you going back today?" Lu Sandong asked again.

"I had nothing to do in July and August, so I took the children back to my grandparents' house during the summer vacation, but now your legs look like this." Feng Yuan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Forget it, go back next year, your muscles are hurting." It's a hundred days old, but sister Jiayin is so busy every day, I don't feel relieved when someone else comes."

Being an assistant is like being an old lady, Lu Sandong pushed the wheelchair over, "Go back and spend a little more time with that kid from Feng Cheng, I think he misses you a lot."

"Don't worry about me, someone will take care of me." Lu Sandong said, she looked up at the clock on the wall, "I will be in Italy for the next three months, so let's turn off all domestic work."

"Ah? When was it decided?" Feng Yuan counted with her fingers. This awards ceremony has nothing to do with them. If you don't go, you won't go. Let you play the heroine."

"Push it," Lu Sandong directly refused, seeing Feng Yuan frown her two willow-leaf eyebrows again, and said, "Didn't Liuyin Media buy the IP of a work by Yun Luo, a writer under Yunmu Media, and plan to shoot it? As soon as the news came out, some people started to make noise. The IP remake failed so many times before, no one wants to catch up with this drama.”

"Sister Lu, do you want to pick it up?" Feng Yuan shivered in fright, "This is a TV series, not a movie. Even though our company is good at producing costume dramas, the capital chain has been severely broken over the years, so it's hard to buy this IP. I know when to stock up and shoot."

"What's wrong with the TV series?" Lu Sandong said, "Don't worry about the funding issue. If the company starts filming, Yunmu Media will definitely be worried. After all, this IP is the copyright they sold when they were still in the studio. One, they won't let this show hit the market due to insufficient funds, they will definitely invest in it."

As for TV dramas and movies, each has its own strengths, but the continuous downturn in the production of low-quality domestic dramas has made everyone lose hope for domestic dramas. When the Emmy Awards are not brilliant, the diversified forms of interpretation should never be It is the rope that binds the actor.

Liuyin's previous Xianxia works can be said to have reached the pinnacle of domestic Xianxia.This shows that it is not only pursuing business, but it is this seriousness and not catering to the market that makes it almost reach the point where no one cares about it.

"However, let's see who the director is. If it's not directed by Zheng Siming, this show will be fine." Lu Sandong said.When she entered the circle, someone once told her in detail about the qualified directors in this line and their character, admonishing her, fearing that she would take another detour.However, that person only allowed her to act in movies and not to participate in TV shows. After all, he didn't like TV dramas.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Sister Jiayin." Feng Yuan nodded. If it was directed by Zheng Siming, the quality of the film would definitely be guaranteed.She has always felt that Lu Sandong's nationality is relatively low, at least people from her mother's generation don't know Lu Sandong.On the contrary, Anrun from Mingrun Media has been very active and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people through remakes of TV dramas based on various IPs over the years.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

Feng Yuan looked at Lu Sandong in surprise, "Who will come? Sister Jiayin hasn't left work yet."

Lu Sandong supported the wheelchair, and glanced at the clock on the wall again, "Open the door, don't be rash, important person."

It is Zhao Yunbo's mother.

The moment Feng Yuan opened the door, her mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, her hands trembling in the air, "Mr. Wen Ruxu!"

The woman at the door has calm and remote mountain eyebrows, a black and clean long dress, neck-length black short hair and a simple platinum ring on her ring finger. She only feels that the person in front of her is extremely elegant.

It was only then that Feng Yuan remembered who the girl's eyebrows and eyes looked like that night, it was this person!Mr. Wen Ruxu is the only Chinese judge in the three major European film festivals and a tenured professor of the Acting Department of Kyoto Film Academy.In this case, isn't that girl the young owner of Shengyang Media? QAQ Feng Yuan now knows why when she was sent to be a newcomer actor Lu Sandong, the boss had to give him a lot of advice.However, the scene that night did not seem to be friendly and harmonious. What is going on now?

"Feng Yuan, are you still letting people in?" Lu Sandong brushed his long hair, and his image seemed a little out of sorts.

"Mr. Wen, please come in! Come in quickly!" Feng Yuan hurriedly turned sideways to invite someone in. She looked at the two bodyguards following behind, what was she going to do?Could it be that Mr. Wen Ruxu came to talk to Lu Sandong because he knew that Lu Sandong was hooking up with her daughter? !

But when she realized it and ran to the living room, she saw Mr. Wen Ruxu hugging Lu Sandong, and even kissing Lu Sandong on the cheek, with a very gentle tone, "Sandong, it's nice to see you, but seeing you hurt me very sad."

"Thank you, Auntie, for your concern." Lu Sandong kissed Wen Xu back, without a smirk on his face!

"..." Feng Yuan became even more confused.

"Feng Yuan, I'm going to Italy with Mr. Wen Ruxu. You don't need to help me pack up. You can go on vacation after you pack up by yourself." Lu Sandong said seriously.

Wen Ruxu nodded towards Feng Yuan with a smile, "Miss Feng, please take care of Sandong."

What's going on with this scene of loving mother and filial piety? She, Feng Yuan, knows all about Lu Sandong's family situation. His mother lives at home and his stepfather is an ordinary civil servant.

"That..." Feng Yuan thought for a while, but still swallowed the words, "Mr. Wen, please take care of me."

She suddenly understood why Lu Sandong was taken by Director Chen Shengsheng——Director Chen Shengsheng once said that he only admires one person in China, and that is Mr. Wen Ruxu.In Lu Sandong's audition performance, Wen Xu's request of "extremely emotional" was well grasped.

"Contact me if you have anything to do." Lu Sandong raised his head and said to the dazed Feng Yuan, "Don't worry about me."

Feng Yuan hesitated, frowned and whispered, "Aren't you a canary?"

Lu Sandong sighed, stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and his calm eyes seemed to spread the sky and clouds all over the river, "She is Mount Fuji."

The plane took off and broke through the clouds. The river in Yuncheng poured into the sea from the west, and the warm current of the Pacific Ocean flowed from south to north.The warm and humid westerly wind sends people over the blue sky of Venice. After 200 years, the water has not overflowed the "Pearl of the Adriatic Sea". .

"She's Mt. Fuji?" Wen Ruxu exchanged the good medicine and handed it to Lu Sandong, smiling helplessly.

Lu Sandong looked out of the plane window, turned his head and pursed his mouth, and hugged the waist of the woman standing in front of her very aggrieved, "Mother Xu, I'm a little sad, I'm afraid she really doesn't like me."

Wen Ruxu frowned slightly, stroked her hair, and there were even tears in the corners of her eyes, "She may need time." She liked the child in front of her, not just because of her deceased daughter.She dotes on Zhao Yunbo, but she is also reluctant to part with the girl in front of her. Both of them are a piece of meat in her heart, and she doesn't want to see anyone feel sad.

"But if the time is too long, you have to learn to grow separately."

"I don't." Lu Sandong finished drinking the medicine with his head up, wiped off the medicine stains on the corners of his mouth, looked up at Wen Ruxu, "Obviously I came first."

The third semester of University A is arranged in early July and lasts about ten days.Lin Jiuan chose to go to Zhejiang for practice. After returning, he happened to be able to go abroad as a volunteer through the "Dream Realization" project. In the future, he will have some advantages in applying for the Ivy League.

Because of Lu Sandong's matter, Zhao Yunbo was bored at home for several days, and when her mobile phone schedule reminded her to pick up Lin Jiuan at the station, she packed up and left the villa at the foot of Yuan'an Mountain.During the period, it rained for a day or two, and the oleanders were scattered all over the ground.Zhao Yunbo informed the gardener that she didn't like the oleander, so she simply pulled it out and planted it elsewhere.

In July and August of previous years, Zhao Yunbo would not stay in China, she would go to Venice to accompany her mother.This year, he planned to stay at the Deep Blue Club and play games for two months, but Lin Jiuan wanted to go abroad.No way, girlfriends are more important than games, so I had to accompany someone to fly to Italy.Probably the girl who learns English has a more humanistic atmosphere. When she arrived in Italy, she immediately had fun. She dragged her around St. Mark's Square for a long time, sitting by the sculpture and coquettishly wanting to take pictures.

Zhao Yunbo said that he was annoyed, but he still captured the scene of the girl smiling when the pigeon flew up.The sky is high and the clouds are wide, the smile is bright, it is really beautiful.

"It's been playing for a long time, aren't you hungry?" Zhao Yunbo shook his head helplessly, pulling him up from the ground, "Fortunately, the sun is not strong today, otherwise you would definitely get sunburned."

"I'm so happy, so I forgot about it," Lin Jiu'an leaned on Zhao Yunbo and flipped through the photo album, "It's all me, and there is no group photo."

"So every time you think about who took the picture for you, you will think about me." Zhao Yunbo looked down at her and smiled.

She doesn't like to take pictures, let alone group photos, and she even wears a mask during the live broadcast of the game.

"Are you tired from playing? I'll take you home to meet my mother." Zhao Yunbo said calmly, she wouldn't pass through the house and not enter. She hadn't seen Wen Ruxu for more than half a year.

"Ah?" Lin Jiuan sat in the co-pilot, a little surprised, "Auntie, are you here?" She was a little flustered, and hurriedly straightened her fine bangs in the rearview mirror, then tilted her head and tugged at the corner of Zhao Yunbo's clothes , "What does Auntie like? Is it inappropriate for me to go this way, do I need to buy something, or change a set of clothes?"

She looked at Zhao Yunbo and smiled at her without saying a word, and reacted, "Zhao Yunbo, you are so annoying, you are teasing me again."

"Whoever teased you, just meet your parents when you come." Zhao Yunbo raised his brows with a look of success, "Don't worry, my mother is a very gentle person, and my temper is not the same as mine."

In the baroque villa garden, boxwood and cypress trees sway in the breeze, and roses are climbing around.The wide lawn extends nearly a mile up from the 17th-century villa, lined with ancient cypress trees like sacred guards.

"Auntie lives here?" Lin Jiu'an knew that Zhao Yunbo's family was rich, but he never fully knew what kind of family background she was.

Although love is something that is important for both parties involved in love, but when returning to reality, in most harmonious family environments, they will inevitably have to deal with it.

Zhao Yunbo opened his arms and hugged the scared girl in front of him, "Don't worry, my mother is a gentle person, not some vicious stepmother who wants to separate us."

Lin Jiuan murmured, "When you say that, I'm even more scared. I'm afraid that going so recklessly will leave a bad impression on Auntie."

"Let's go." Zhao Yunbo felt that if he heard this girl's rambling again, it would be dark.The two held hands and walked one after another on the marble-paved road. Zhao Yunbo took a deep breath, rang the doorbell and said, "Mom, I'm back."

Lu Sandong was sitting in a wheelchair, reading an evening newspaper in his hand.When she heard the voice, she looked at Wen Ruxu, "Did mother let her come back?"

Only then did Wen Ruxu see the messages on her phone, she doesn't like to use modern technology products very much, "It's not me." She looked at Lu Sandong sadly, "Sandong, it might be bad news for you, Xiaobo brought her girlfriend back."

Wen Ruxu couldn't help worrying, and even didn't know what to do. She had always known about this girl, Lin Jiu'an, and she was a good child.

Lu Sandong looked at the man in front of him whose eyebrows were almost twisted into knots, sighed and smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, Mother Wenxu, I promise I won't fight."

"But as soon as the door is opened, if Zhao Yunbo scolds me, I will scold me back, otherwise I will lose face in front of my rival."

When Zhao Yunbo pulled people in and saw Lu Sandong sitting in a wheelchair, his eyelids twitched unconsciously.His hands froze in mid-air as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he put them down silently, and called "Mother" to Wen Ruxu.

Lin Jiuan let go of Zhao Yunbo's hand, looked at the elegant woman in front of her with trepidation, bent down and shouted, "Hello, Auntie." When she turned her head and saw the girl in the wheelchair, she was surprised for a moment, she had seen The movie "Redemption".

"Hello." Lu Sandong raised his head and stared into Lin Jiuan's eyes, closed the newspaper and smiled very gently.

Lu Sandong is undoubtedly beautiful, whether it is a boy or a girl, everyone will appreciate her beauty.Lin Jiu'an smiled shyly, and timidly responded, "Hello."

Looking at Lu Sandong's smile, Zhao Yunbo frowned unhappily, biting his back molars without saying a word, and directly pulled Lin Jiuan to his side.

"Bo Zai, who are you, don't you want to introduce me?" Lu Sandong still had the same smile on his face, "Why are you standing all the time, don't girls get tired of standing?"

Wen Ruxu hurriedly intervened to reconcile the situation, and handed the brewed scented tea to Lin Jiuan, "Don't be so nervous, she is Zhao Yunbo's sister, you don't have to treat her like a movie star."

Zhao Yunbo sipped his tea and snorted, interrupting Wen Ruxu's speech, "Which star is like her."

Lin Jiu'an felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, she always felt that Lu Sandong was staring at her all the time, but when she looked over, Lu Sandong was just lowering his head to tease the Scottish fold cat that jumped on her lap.

"Auntie, I want to take a nap." Lu Sandong didn't get angry when she heard what Zhao Yunbo said. Instead, she turned her head to look at Zhao Yunbo, and said in a louder voice, "Bo Zai, push me back to the room."

Lin Jiu'an thought, it turned out that they were not biological sisters who took their father's and mother's surnames, but cousins.She looked down at the tea leaves floating in the porcelain cup, and felt for the first time that she knew so little about Zhao Yunbo.

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