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

Chapter 9 Zhou Dongyu's Unexpected Appearance



Chapter 9 Zhou Dongyu's Unexpected Appearance

As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Nazha's face turned red at a visible speed.

Little Yellow Duck, oh no, Zhou Dongyu was also stunned.

She clearly hadn't expected Lin Yu to admit it so readily.

Based on her understanding of the aspiring stars at the Beijing Film Academy, these people are very secretive about their relationships, fearing that it might negatively impact their careers.

Lin Yu's move effectively shut down any words she had prepared to say later.

Fortunately, she still had the ability to react on the spot. She blinked her signature big... well, small eyes and squeezed out a dry sentence: "Really... that's good."

Lin Yu didn't speak, just quietly looked at her.

Naza, standing to the side, blushed so much she could practically boil an egg. She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, her fingers gripping her notebook tightly, radiating a pink aura of "I'm so shy but also so happy."

Who says being love-struck is bad? This kind of love-struck thinking is fantastic!

Zhou Dongyu's gaze swept over Lin Yu, noticing his slightly damp hair after exercising, the faint outline of his abs visible beneath his sheer shirt, and his handsome face brimming with confidence and charisma...

Her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.

Lin Yu watched as her gaze grew increasingly excited, and a sense of impending doom welled up within him.

Could I have actually awakened some kind of 'succubus aura' talent? I never noticed it before!

No, sis, we've come this far, why are you getting so excited?

You don't have any weird fetishes, do you? You do, but I don't!

Why don't you look at the classmate resting behind you? Your future boyfriend from college is sitting right there.

Hmm...wait a minute, I heard this guy is also a rich kid, does he have some kind of special hobby?

Holy crap, these artists are terrifying.

The more Lin Yu thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and the way he looked at Zhou Dongyu changed.

Zhou Dongyu was puzzled by his gaze and couldn't help but touch her face: "Is there something on my face?"

"No, not at all." Lin Yu quickly shook his head, then meaningfully reminded him, "The break time is quite short, you see..."

Lin Yu meant that if there was nothing else going on, he should get lost and stop being a third wheel!

Zhou Dongyu probably didn't understand Lin Yu's thoughts and showed no intention of leaving.

"I overheard you guys talking about a script when I passed by," she said, her gaze shifting to the notebook in Nazha's hand. "Is it for a stage play? Can I join in?"

Just passing by? You call this just passing by?

Lin Yu and Nazha were already sitting quite far to avoid the crowd, yet these two still managed to claim they were just passing by.

Lin Yu was about to politely but awkwardly remind Zhou Dongyu that "this might not be appropriate," when Nazha, whose brain had been shut down for a long time, suddenly restarted.

"Yes, yes!" Nazha excitedly handed over the notebook. "Ayu wants to adapt an old movie into a stage play, and they've already started working on the character designs!"

Lin Yu looked at Nazha, who had a happy and proud expression on her face, opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't stop her.

Anyway, I was going to try to get Zhou Dongyu to play a role sooner or later, so it wouldn't hurt to show her first.

The speed at which it was delivered to Lin Yu's doorstep was a bit beyond his expectations.

Zhou Dongyu took the notebook, and the first thing she noticed was the beautiful handwriting.

"His handwriting truly reflects his personality," she thought to herself.

He flipped through a few pages before looking up again. "Is this '12 Angry Men'?"

"Yes, we plan to change it to a domestic setting, as a student's final project, and put on a play within the Beijing Film Academy to see how it goes."

He deliberately downplayed the topic, avoiding any mention of making a movie. Making grand pronouncements would scare people away; he needed to proceed gradually.

Zhou Dongyu wasn't afraid at all.

She is currently signed with New Pictures Film Co., Ltd., a company under Zhang Weiping. At this time, Director Zhang and this unfortunate guy had not yet fallen out, so there were not many restrictions on her.

Even if Lin Yu said he wanted to make a movie, she would still go for it.

What's more, she was genuinely interested in this notebook.

"The original '12 Angry Men' was an ensemble piece of male characters," Zhou Dongyu asked somewhat critically as he flipped through the notebook. "I see you've included female characters in your changes. Will that have any impact?"

"What impact could it have? The Japanese remake also had some characters replaced with women, and the reviews were quite good." Lin Yu shrugged. "Besides, this is a localized adaptation, so adding female characters is more realistic."

Lin Yu didn't care; these changes wouldn't affect the core of the film.

Zhou Dongyu nodded and continued flipping through the notebook. "The character designs aren't finished yet. The existing characters aren't quite right for me."

Of course, there aren't any suitable ones yet; Lin Yu has only created three characters so far.

The first one is the protagonist, juror number eight, who was the only one to vote against the verdict in the first vote.

The role was changed to a law school student from a working-class family. This kind of courageous, independent, and justice-upholding character must belong to us, the children of workers and peasants.

The second is Juror Number Three, a stubborn opponent. His original character was traumatized by a falling out with his son, which is why he has always been firmly opposed to the protagonist.

Lin Yu was changed into a law school student from a nouveau riche family who looked down on the protagonist and had personal grudges against him.

Yes, that's called a stereotype: the image of a nouveau riche who is heartless and greedy.

The last one is juror number twelve, whose original character was someone who lacked a stance and went with the flow.

The story was changed to a girl who was dragged from art school by her friend to make up the numbers. She didn't care about the truth; she only cared about getting a free meal from her friend after the event.

Yes, this is also a stereotype: a pretty girl with big breasts but no brains.

None of these three are a good match for Zhou Dongyu.

"The script will take some time to be ready. We'll discuss the roles once the script is finished." Lin Yu took the notebook from her hand.

"Then it's settled." Zhou Dongyu smiled with satisfaction, then winked at Nazha, "Nazha, your boyfriend is great, cherish him."

This girl is a bit of a pervert. Your boyfriend is great, but he'll be mine in the next second, right?

Have you even considered my feelings?

If I have a flat chest, I'll consider myself a gold digger, but if I have a sunken chest, that's no good!

Lin Yu turned to look at Nazha, who was staring at him with her beautiful big eyes.

He reached out and ruffled Nazha's hair. "What are you grinning about like an idiot for?"

"I'm so happy!" Naza laughed, looking even sillier. "I defeated you without lifting a finger."

"fool."

"I'm not stupid, I'm very smart!" Nazha was clearly unconvinced.

"Yes, yes, you're the smartest!" Lin Yu echoed her words.

This girl looks quite intelligent when she's not smiling. But when she laughs, her features become all over the place, and she looks like a husky.

In the distance, a whistle blew, signaling the end of the break.

Lin Yu took Nazha's hand: "Let's go, it's time for training again."

Lin Yu, who was trying to balance love and career, never expected that her every move during military training was being watched.


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