Chapter 704 Destiny

Yan Huan hugged the notebook tightly in her arms.

"Not for you."

After she finished speaking, she locked the notebook in the cabinet.

Rowling resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Yan Huan, you don't have to be so stingy, right?"

Yan Huan didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to say that this was Lu Yi's notebook. She was afraid that someone else would ruin it, so she didn't dare to use it herself, for fear of putting a burden on the notebook. She was not an electronic bicycle worker, what about her? do not know either.

She walked to the bed, took off her shoes, pulled the quilt over herself, and got ready to sleep.

"Yan Huan, you have a lot of announcements, do you know about them?"

Luo Lin couldn't help it this time. She walked to the bed and lifted the quilt forcefully, "Is it possible that because Lu Yi is dead, you have to follow him to death?"

Yan Huan reached out and grabbed his quilt, "Don't make any noise, I want to rest."

"Announcements, advertisements," Rowling sat down and pulled the quilt with her, "You didn't answer any of them?"

"Yeah, I won't answer." Yan Huan was not interested in this. She had worked very hard to bring an end to her career, an end in the acting circle, and she thought that was enough.

"People will soon forget you," Rowling had to mention this cruel fact.

"Then forget it. Now that I have Linlang, I can't go hungry." If she doesn't fight, who will she fight with? No matter how much she fights, she still can't fight in the end.

Luo Lin really felt that Yan Huan was too difficult to manage. How could she have such a difficult-to-maintain actor under her command? The one who was not born was very popular, and the one who was born now was giving up on himself.

But Yan Huan, who she thought was giving up on herself, was actually resting, resting, and being quiet. So Yan Huan is very calm, calmer than Luo Lin imagined, and in her current state, no matter what she shoots, she can only shoot it badly, so she knows that she is famous.

She just wants to have a good rest now, that's all.

Luo Lin stared at Yan Huan for a long time, then she knew that her words were in vain, and that she was just talking nonsense.

She walked to the desk again and pointed to the text she brought. These are the company's accounting statements for this year. Take a look. Also, I want to tell you one more thing.

"Huang Ming has a new drama that will be launched this year. He wants you to play the female lead. I should have informed you a long time ago, but you were filming before the filming started. Now I want to ask you, what do you think of this drama? Do you want to participate?"

"What's your name?" Yan Huan continued to sleep, but his ears were listening and his mind was thinking.

"It's called Aster Flower," Rowling turned over a script. "I've roughly read the script. The concept is very special, the plot is exciting, and the investment is large. It's not an art film, but the cast is also strong. , do you want to pick it up?”

"This..." When Yan Huan heard Aster Flower, he knew which drama it was. It was the one where he helped Su Muran become a queen in her previous life.

"What, are you interested?"

When Luo Lin heard the meaning of Yan Huan's words, she seemed to feel that there was something interesting about it.

"Well," Yan Huan lazily hugged the quilt, "Interest..."

"Yes," Rowling answered. "I'll call Director Huang right now to finalize this matter, do you agree?"

"No," Yan Huan turned over again, "I'm not interested."

This was tailor-made for Su Muran, and it was also the one with the largest investment from the Su family. How could the Su family’s investment allow her to take advantage in the end? Maybe Director Huang meant this, but in the end, the female lead couldn’t be left behind. On her body, it will be Su Mu's.

At that time, her position will be: kicked out of the crew, but played an insignificant character in it, and then used as a foil for Su Muran, and then used her Yan Huan's popularity to give this drama a Add some traffic and treat her as a fool.

"You're not interested in Director Huang's?" Luo Lin came over again, sat aside, and really pinched Yan Huan's face, "Director Huang has been a cutting-edge director in the past few years. It's not like you haven't worked together before. Director Huang's films , whether he is a producer or a director, he has his own unique style, and this style is almost always reported at home and abroad, but you have missed such a good opportunity? "

"Yan Huan, you have won many awards as the Best Actress in China, and you have several blockbuster films. But what you lack most now is the International Film Awards, which means you are the International Best Actress. If you cannot meet such standards, No matter how many honors you have in China, and how many Best Actress Awards you win, it’s of no use, because none of the ten domestic ones is as valuable as the international one.”

"Don't go," Yan Huan said. No matter how Luo Lin talks, whether it's through coercion or inducement, whether she's being nudged, or even committing suicide by hitting a wall, it has nothing to do with her anyway.

Yan Huan was determined not to go.

Luo Lin really wanted to pull Yan Huan up and beat her up.

"If you continue like this, you will be surpassed by Su Muran. She and Lu Qin have appeared in several pretty good films this year. Their popularity has increased recently, and their acting skills have also been fully improved. Yan Huan, not everyone They are all stagnant. In the past, Su Muran was famous for her poor acting skills, but she could not stand up to the power behind her. But now her acting skills have also improved. It will be a matter of time before she is crowned queen. Don't worry, just be willing to do so. "

Rowling spoke passionately and spitting for a long time, and Yan Huan responded, not to anyone else, but to her slight snoring. She was sleepy and tired. If nothing unexpected happened, she would have to sleep for at least three days and three nights to recover after this high-intensity filming.

Rowling was so angry that she stretched out her hand and put it on Yan Huan's neck. She almost went down and strangled her to death.

Playing the lute to a cow, she stood up, took her things and left. It was in vain, and it was in vain to say so many words.

When the door outside was closed, Yan Huan slowly opened her eyes.

She would have been crowned queen, and the aster flower was originally Su Muyan's. No matter whether she was Yan Huan or not, she could not take it away. As for who would really be crowned queen in the end, she was not in a hurry. She was waiting for the result and fate.

If fate was that Yan Huan would be separated from her by life and death, then Su Muyan's would not necessarily be good, because she would be short-lived.

Pulling back the quilt, Yan Huan sat up again, then walked to the cabinet, took out the notebook, held it tightly, sat back on the bed, opened the notebook, placed it on his lap, and began to look for the films that Su Muren and Lu Qin had shot over the past year or so.