C5 The Male Lead Appeared on Stage

How could the director not know the subtext of that sentence? Since the popular singer doesn't want to reveal his identity, wouldn't he just cooperate? He also did him a favor.

However, this supporting character was also very capable. He knew a popular singer, but he didn't know about it at all. He could be considered a weirdo.

"Don't be late next time." The director did not even look at Shen Wenxu. Instead, he chatted happily with Cheng Mingyang, who was beside him.

Shen Wenxu looked at Cheng Mingyang gratefully and prepared to go. He already owed him two favors in just one day. He had to pay them back.

There were not many gentle people in this world, and there were even fewer kind-hearted people. There were only a handful of people who could save people.

Shen Wenxu swept a glance at the script. His eyes were empty, and he began to recite the lines silently. In just ten minutes, the lines were already memorized in his heart. He started to think about what details he should add...

Cheng Mingyang chatted with the director as he looked at Shen Wenxu who was studying the script from the corner of his eye. The corner of his mouth raised in disbelief.

That year, Liu Xu flew around. Cheng Mingyang still remembered that senior had personally helped him up from the ground, helped him bandage the wound on his knee, and taught him how to run properly.

The senior's soft hair made Cheng Mingyang fall into a trance. After every class, he would always secretly run to the senior's door and admire his every move. He was very satisfied just from far away.

Later on, he began to become greedy, and some strange thoughts kept appearing in his mind. At that time, he did not know that feeling was called liking. He thought that he might have harbored evil thoughts towards the senior, so he turned away from him and was afraid that he could not help but hurt him.

After such a long time, when he saw him yesterday, his senior didn't have much of a change compared to that time. It was just that his eyes were a little more profound and tired, which made people's hearts ache even more.

After he transferred to another school, he had looked for him all over the world, but after entering society, there was no more news of him.

The senior was, of course, Shen Wenxu.

These few years, it was obvious that he did not have a good life. The only thing he could do now was to unconditionally help him to make up for his past regret.

As for the rest, he would talk about it in the future.

"Ahhhhh!! Look at who's coming here!! "

"Isn't this the King of the Silver Screen, Yaan Zhe?!"

"What the f * ck? Why am I, Yaan's father, here?"

"Are you stupid?! I, Yaan's father, am the CEO of Zhe Ta Company for this movie sponsored by Zhe Ta Company!"

"Where's my book?! I must get my signature this time!"

A group of people gathered outside the film set and cried out in alarm. Some of them even passed out due to heart problems. These were only staff members. Then what about Yaan Zhe's fans?

This group of people kept chattering and Shen Wenxu felt annoyed. The feeling he had just found disappeared in an instant. He couldn't help but frown as he looked outside.

Silver Screen King?

Yaan Zhe?

It wasn't that Shen Wenxu had never heard of such a figure before. He was one of the top figures in their circle, and he had achieved so much at such a young age. Although he was envious, who asked him to be reincarnated into a good family? He couldn't blame anyone else.

"He came out and came out!!"

"Oh my god!!"

How can I, Yaan's father, be so handsome!?

The incomer wore a dark green suit. His slender figure made people envious and jealous. His facial features, which looked like they were carved with knives, had sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes. Just looking at him made people feel suffocated. His body emitted a cold aura. His eyes were empty, and he looked at everything indifferently. His entire body was emitting male hormones, giving off a cold and distant feeling. It was an existence that could only be seen from afar and not be played with.

Yaan Zhe, who had just gotten off the car, looked at the crowd of people and frowned with a low pressure. The surrounding bodyguards instantly opened up a path for him and waited for him to enter.

"Call the director to come and find me."