Huayu: It's normal for me, as a director, to mentor young actresses, right?

Chapter 21 Determined to Win

When Lin Yu opened his eyes the next day, he still felt a little dizzy.

It took me a while to recover my memory of last night. The dinner party was quite normal, but I didn't expect that Uncle Han and Wang Jinghua were both very shrewd.

Chen Daoming didn't drink much alcohol, but he had a whole repertoire of toasts to persuade people to drink.

Even though Lin Yu had always maintained good physical condition, coupled with the physical enhancement brought about by the soul fusion, he couldn't withstand the five people taking turns urging him to drink.

Yes, there were five people. After drinking two glasses, Nazha joined the group across from her, pouring drinks for Lin Yu. This girl's thought process has always been quite 'unique'.

After that, I remember Uncle Han telling his driver to take Nazha back to school and then arranging for me to stay in a guest room.

After that, I remember leaning against a warm body as we returned to my room. They even helped me with a quick wash and changed my clothes.

Then Lin Yu struggled to get up and heard a gentle female voice start singing, the voice growing louder and louder.

You know what, the service here is pretty good; they even have people singing to lull you to sleep.

Lin Yu slapped his forehead. Drinking leads to trouble. Wasn't the experience great? Drinking culture is harmful!

Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound next to the bed.

I looked up and saw Bai Baihe engrossed in her work.

This woman's success is definitely not accidental; maintaining a good habit of self-discipline always allows one to go further than others.

I don't know if her getting up early to start playing with Sony devices counts as a form of self-discipline.

Tsk, don't miss out on good girls, and don't waste bad girls either.

Lin Yu thought for a moment and then sat up and patted her, signaling her to be gentle, since the machine was only unpacked yesterday.

After a series of morning exercises, Lin Yu changed his clothes and went out feeling refreshed.

Lin Yu had originally planned to take Bai Baihe out for a stroll. You can't just make people work without letting them eat grass. He was never stingy in this regard.

Unfortunately, the woman said she worked very late yesterday and then worked overtime again this morning. She was too tired and needed to rest.

Lin Yu expressed his complete understanding.

The matter concerning Nazha has been resolved. Regardless of Wang Jinghua's reputation, her abilities and resources are undeniable, and her plans for artists have always been reasonable.

After Lin Yu walked out of the small building, the driver was already waiting at the door. Lin Yu got into the car and headed back to Beijing Film Academy to continue fooling people.

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"Look at how radiant you are, is something good happening to you?" Zhou Dongyu slowly sipped her drink, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Lin Yu.

This woman hasn't given up on trying to seduce Lin Yu, but unfortunately, Lin Yu just can't muster any sexual interest in her.

"There are some good things," Lin Yu said, pushing the script in his hand over, "but Sister Dong Yu also has some good news to share."

Zhou Dongyu took the script and opened it with a smile: "The script for the play is ready? That's really good news."

She turned a couple of pages, then slowed down. Play scripts don't usually contain this much psychological description and visual imagery.

This is a movie script.

Zhou Dongyu looked up in surprise at Lin Yu: "Are you going to make this into a movie?"

"An elder was quite satisfied with the script and provided some investment," Lin Yu said casually.

It's only been a month since military training started, not nearly enough time to finish writing the play script and then adapt it into a film script. This kid was aiming for the film from the start; the play was just a pretext.

My classmate is quite the hidden talent; he was only interested in the movie from the start.

She looked at Lin Yu, and her throat suddenly felt dry. The person in front of her was just too tempting.

Lin Yu was the most outstanding man she had ever seen, both in appearance and physique, and he also had access to resources. He was simply the perfect lover of her dreams.

Lin Yu noticed that Zhou Dongyu's eyes were getting increasingly moist, and he felt something was wrong. The weather in Yanjing during the autumn and winter was supposed to be very dry, so why did this girl look like she was about to drip water?

Seeing the atmosphere getting increasingly tense, Lin Yu decisively interrupted, "Sister Dong Yu, take a look at the script first. You've been assigned Juror Number 4—calm, collected, and aloof academic genius. Isn't this role perfect for you?"

Zhou Dongyu then came to her senses and lowered her head to continue flipping through the script.

She flipped through a few more pages of the script, her brow furrowing slightly, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction, "This fourth juror doesn't have much screen time."

Zhou Dongyu raised her head, a hint of provocation in her eyes: "Look at my acting skills, my status, isn't playing a lead role more than enough?"

They're all vying for the lead role. Unfortunately, this one isn't as easily fooled as Yang Zi and Zhang Yishan; she's not afraid of high acting standards.

If she knew that Tian Zhuangzhuang and Wang Jinsong would be there to supervise, she might be even more excited.

"Sister Dongyu," Lin Yu smiled, "this play has no main character. Each of the twelve jurors is a main character."

"Then why didn't you give me number 8?" Zhou Dongyu clearly didn't believe Lin Yu's nonsense.

"Number 8 isn't suitable for you." Lin Yu leaned back in his chair. "This role requires unwavering righteousness; trying to convey it through acting would be a waste of your talent."

Looking at Lin Yu's confident declaration, Zhou Dongyu really wanted to help him, but she had already signed with a management company.

Performing in stage plays can be considered honing acting skills, but taking on a movie role is considered taking on private work.

"I'd really like to work with you sometime," Zhou Dongyu leaned back in his chair, somewhat helplessly. "Unfortunately, I debuted as the lead in Director Zhang's film, and my agency won't let me play a supporting role."

Lin Yu's words surprised Zhou Dongyu greatly; such confidence in having everything under control was unlike that of a freshman at Beijing Film Academy.

Her concerns were not unfounded; since "Under the Hawthorn Tree," she has rarely starred in films where she was not the female lead.

Small productions like this are not even on her agent's radar, let alone a supporting role.

Lin Yu picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and smacked his lips. "You don't need to worry about that. As long as you agree, nothing else matters."

Lin Yu's words surprised Zhou Dongyu greatly; such confidence in having everything under control was unlike that of a freshman at Beijing Film Academy.

"Junior, so... confident?" Zhou Dongyu looked Lin Yu up and down, as if he had only met this person today.

"Of course." Lin Yu raised his teacup, as if toasting her.

Lin Yu could have directly invited Zhou Dongyu through his agent, but he didn't want to do that.

In his mind, artists are by no means appendages of a company or an individual; the personal wishes of artists are more important than business.

Only when both the artist and the director are passionate about a script can they create artistic sparks that transcend the script itself.

This isn't some lofty ideal; it's just a lesson he learned from countless terrible movies in his past life.

Those productions that actors don't want to act, directors don't want to film, and are simply cobbled together for money, are meaningless except for ruining the audience's eyes.

Zhou Dongyu stared at Lin Yu for a long time, unable to see through him, truly unable to see through him.

"If you can convince my agent," Zhou Dongyu said earnestly, "I would be happy to take the role."

"That's good. Take the script back and read it. I'll let you know when I arrive." Lin Yu was in a good mood, having secured another one.

Zhou Dongyu closed the script, walked behind Lin Yu, leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I suddenly realized that being your actor seems more interesting than sleeping with you."

"Of course," Zhou Dongyu stood up, picked up the script, "if I have the opportunity to do both, I wouldn't mind."

Lin Yu felt a chill run down her spine; this older woman seemed determined to have her.

I need to be more careful when going out with her in the future, not because I'm afraid of getting taken advantage of or anything,

The main concern is that if something really happens, others might think I have some kind of unusual hobby.