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Chapter 78
Yao Bianliang fell into silence.
She already knew about this? No, she had absolutely no idea!
Why was it that every time she was backstabbed, she was always the last person to hear about it after the entire world already knew?
The universe was clearly targeting her!
Yao Bianliang could no longer sit still. She immediately sat up straight and followed the trail to find Xie Wan'er's Weibo account.
Wе́b n̈ о́ v̌ e l Ënŭm̃ӓ
Sure enough, the screenwriter had posted a lengthy explanation.
[Xie Wan'er v:
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Recently, everyone has been praising how well the script for "Spring Warmth, Heavy Dew" was written. But in truth, the reason this script turned out so brilliantly wasn't solely my achievement.
You might not believe this, but initially, I created a script that was purely a palace intrigue satisfaction piece. The female lead would rise from the bottom, slap faces, punish scoundrels, finally become a princess, and achieve fame and success.
But later, staff sent me modification suggestions, relaying Sister Liang's revision points word for word.
When I first received these revision suggestions, I was confused—after all, these plot points were so toxic, as if deliberately meant to upset the audience. But in the end, I finally understood Sister Liang's intention—
E n̄ û m а̌ .іd̃
She wanted me to create a realistic work that exposed the essence of feudal society, not just an empty fantasy!
Following Sister Yao Bianliang's requirements, I changed the female lead from "selling art but not her body" to a prostitute who "sells her body." At the same time, I toned down the face-slapping plots and added many authentic events from that era.
At Sister Liang's suggestion, I also made the female lead die miserably in the mansion as the grand finale, and it was precisely this ending that served as the perfect finishing touch for the entire drama!
Actually, having a writer of tragic stories like me create realistic content undoubtedly carried enormous risk.
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But Sister Liang never considered replacing me as the screenwriter. She believed in my abilities and insisted that I, the original author, revise this drama. I think Sister Liang not only has unique insights but also possesses vision beyond ordinary people...
During the creative process, I consulted her opinion many times. Sister Liang never showed any intention of evading responsibility; instead, she explained every part in detail, offering me very useful advice.
W е b̆ n о̄vel̇ Е̌ n ùm̄ â
It can be said that without Sister Liang, "Spring Warmth, Heavy Dew" would just be a face-slapping satisfaction drama. The success of this drama today is entirely due to Sister Liang's guidance!]
After reading Xie Wan'er's description, Yao Bianliang was completely dumbfounded.
What on earth was Xie Wan'er imagining?!
When she initially made those requests, she was clearly aiming for a toxic drama!
When did she ever ask Xie Wan'er to change her writing style and create a work criticizing feudal society?
Moreover, the reason she didn't replace the screenwriter was mainly because she thought Xie Wan'er specialized in writing satisfaction fiction and wouldn't be good at creating oppressive themes. That's why she insisted on keeping her as the lead writer.
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How did this transform in the other's eyes into her having "unique insights and extraordinary vision"?!
As for her detailed explanations of the plot to Xie Wan'er, she was primarily concerned that the other might diverge from the script, resulting in an effect that wasn't toxic enough...
She had absolutely no other intention!
Unfortunately, Yao Bianliang's internal thoughts would remain unknown to the netizens.
Everyone was leaving comments under Xie Wan'er's Weibo post.
[My goodness, Yao Bianliang is actually half a screenwriter!]
Ŵе bn o v ĕ l̊ Ėn ǔm̆а̀
[No wonder Yao Bianliang acted so well—it turns out she created the script herself.]
[Impressive, Sister Liang! Not only is she a great actress, but her screenwriting ability is also super strong.]
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[Sister Liang, please participate more in screenwriting! Chinese dramas need you to save them. I really don't want to watch terrible films anymore.]
[After seeing this, I've completely switched to being a fan of Yao Bianliang. To design such a theme, her thoughts and level are definitely beyond ordinary people.]
Watching her popularity soar again, Yao Bianliang almost burst into tears.
Honestly, if she didn't know the truth, she might also think this celebrity called "Yao Bianliang" was a versatile genius with unique insights, forward-thinking ideas, and a sharp eye.
Е̃ ñū m̆ а_. ī d̂
It seemed this Xie Wan'er not only had strong screenwriting abilities but was also first-class at writing persuasive essays.
Thank you so much, really!
In contrast to Yao Bianliang's anguish, Mo Youqian was in quite a good mood.
"Spring Warmth, Heavy Dew" was indeed receiving excellent reviews, but at the same time, it wasn't making money!
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The drama hadn't taken on any advertisements, so naturally, there was no income from endorsements.
And this kind of realistic tragic theme inherently had a smaller audience. Most viewers would praise it as a "good drama" but wouldn't actually watch it.
E ń üm̆ а̇ . і d̆
This resulted in low viewership for the drama.
With massive initial investment and low subsequent viewership, the returns were naturally meager.
Although Mo Youqian didn't lose money this time, he didn't make much either. Compared to scripts that easily brought in hundreds of millions, this drama was his least profitable project.
It seemed like a small step forward, but in reality, it was a historic leap!
Looking at the financial figures, Mo Youqian became even more determined to collaborate with Yao Bianliang.
Any other actor in this situation would definitely be appearing on variety shows daily, frantically marketing and promoting themselves. This would bring a huge wave of traffic to the drama.
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But Yao Bianliang was completely different.
Forget about joining variety shows—during this period, she'd rather shrink into a corner and hide, trying to avoid any exposure opportunities.
What a wonderfully worry-free partner!
With these thoughts in mind, Mo Youqian tentatively dialed Yao Bianliang's phone number.
"Hello?" Yao Bianliang's listless voice came from the other end of the phone.
Mo Youqian steadied himself, his lips curving slightly: "Busy lately? I'm planning to shoot a new movie. Interested in collaborating again?"
W̌ ѐ bn оvе̄ ľ Е́.n ũm̀а
Yao Bianliang detected Mo Youqian's cheerful tone and felt even more pained.
What happened to sharing in each other's misfortunes?
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Mo Youqian indeed hadn't made money, but she, Yao Bianliang, had become even more popular!
She was feeling incredibly distressed, yet Mo Youqian remained completely oblivious, cheerfully asking to continue their collaboration.
What collaboration was there to talk about? If they kept talking like this, forget collaboration—their friendship would be over!
With these thoughts, Yao Bianliang gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "President Mo seems very happy."
Е n̄ ú m а
Mo Youqian: "Mm, this project didn't make much money."
His tone lifted slightly at the end, hiding a hint of ease and pleasure.
Yao Bianliang: "Is that so? Well, good for you."
She had switched to the formal "you," and even if Mo Youqian was dense, he could sense something was off.
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Why did he seem to detect a hint of murderous intent in Yao Bianliang's tone?
Mo Youqian frowned slightly, then suddenly realized something.
W̌ӗ ḃ ǹо vеl̂ Е̇ nú m a
Of course, Yao Bianliang was different from other celebrities—she probably didn't want to go viral.
Now that the entire internet was discussing "Spring Warmth, Heavy Dew," she must be distressed as the female lead.
By telling her he hadn't made money at this moment, wasn't he twisting the knife in her wound?
Thinking of this, Mo Youqian contemplated for a moment and decided to comfort Yao Bianliang: "Well... my condolences to you."
Yao Bianliang fell silent again.
What could she do? Not only was she feeling devastated, but she also wanted to hit someone.
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Mo Youqian had called to boast about not making money, and then offered his condolences... wasn't this blatant mockery?
Yao Bianliang finally understood how Yao Xinxin felt every time she was so angry she wanted to hit someone.
This was truly her karma.
On the other end, Mo Youqian paused, seemingly realizing he had said something wrong.
In his panic, he quickly tried to fix it: "Wait... I didn't mean anything by that! I meant..."
"I understand, President Mo wants me to accept my condolences," Yao Bianliang smiled. "Then I'll go mourn first. Please carry on, President Mo."
Wӗ b̆ ń ô v е̂ l̂ Е̊n̆ům̈ а̌
After saying this, she didn't give Mo Youqian a chance to respond and directly hung up the call.
Indeed, she should never have interacted with a lucky person like Mo Youqian.
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It was simply asking for trouble!
On the other end of the phone, Mo Youqian, whose call had been cut off, sank into contemplation.
Hmm... he seemed to have said something wrong.
Yao Bianliang was angry and wouldn't collaborate with him anymore. What was he to do?
W e bn̊ оv ӗ l̃ Ě.num а
"President, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Mo Youqian's expression, his assistant was quite curious.
Mo Youqian sighed deeply, feeling somewhat wistful: "I accidentally said something wrong and made someone angry. I'm afraid the collaboration won't work out."
Looking at Mo Youqian's expression, the assistant felt this wasn't just about collaboration. He pondered thoughtfully: "Is the other person male or female?"
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"Female," Mo Youqian glanced at him. "Why?"
Assistant: "!!"
Е̂_ṅ üma. і̊d̂
As expected, it's a female.
Who would’ve thought that the President—such a straight-laced man—would actually be troubled over upsetting a woman?
The assistant rubbed his hands together, eager to offer advice. "Isn't this simple? You have money. Just spend a little more and buy her some gifts."
Mo Youqian was completely unaware that his assistant had misunderstood the situation.
Shaking his head, he remained deep in thought. "She has money herself."
"And the reason she's ignoring me is because she thinks I earn too much."
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Assistant: "…"
He had seen plenty of people who liked rich men, but this was the first time he'd encountered someone who disliked a man for being too rich!
So the woman the President liked was someone who viewed money as the root of all evil?
At this realization, the assistant couldn't help but feel indignant.
Since you both dislike money so much, why not just give it to me? I can spend it for you and experience the hardship of having too much money!
Of course, these were just thoughts he dared not voice aloud.
Ẃе́ b ń о̊ v̊_е̂ l Е nū m̀ а
"That means you don’t have an advantage in terms of wealth," the assistant remarked. "After all, you always make a lot of money."
Mo Youqian's frown deepened.
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The assistant pondered for a moment. If money wouldn't work, then power was the next best thing.
"Is she in the industry? Maybe you could give her resources and help her rise to fame?" he suggested sincerely.
At the mention of this topic, Mo Youqian felt an even stronger pang in his chest.
"Don’t bring it up. The reason she doesn’t want to talk to me is because I already made her famous—and she doesn’t want to be famous at all."
Е̊n̈ǔḿ ȧ
Assistant: "…"
Well, this was tricky.
While reeling from the shock, the assistant also found himself filled with admiration.
At this moment, he no longer envied the President’s wealth. Instead, his gaze was filled with sympathy.
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This was tragic—truly tragic.
Logically speaking, the President was not only rich but also had the Midas touch when it came to filmmaking. Every project he was involved in turned into a hit. He should have been wildly popular with women.
Е̌ n̂ u̇ m ã
And yet, he had fallen for someone who neither liked money nor wanted her projects to succeed.
He had fallen in love with someone who was destined never to love him back.
The assistant was overwhelmed by emotion. A thousand dramatic love stories flashed through his mind, each one ending in heartbreak, leaving him with nothing but a long, drawn-out sigh.
Not hearing a response for a while, Mo Youqian frowned and looked over at his assistant. "Why aren’t you saying anything?"
With a somewhat mournful tone, the assistant replied, "President, perhaps… you should just give up."
Mo Youqian: "?"
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The assistant continued, "If she wanted your money or your help in rising to fame, that would be one thing. But she neither cares for your wealth nor desires fame… You really have no chance."
Give up sooner rather than later, President! This is a lost cause!
Mo Youqian: "…"
He had a feeling his assistant was once again indulging in some strange fantasy.
After casting the assistant a glance, Mo Youqian realized he wouldn't be getting any useful advice. He decided to ignore him altogether.
"You're dismissed," he said, waving his hand.
Ẁ ěb nо̀v̊е l̂ Еn u.ṁӓ
The assistant, his eyes brimming with sympathy and understanding, dared not linger and quickly left.
Mo Youqian, left alone, opened his browser and began searching.
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Hmm…
"How to make up with a friend after saying something wrong"—this should be it, right?
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On the other side, Yao Bianliang had no time to concern herself with Mo Youqian’s affairs.
Wе b n ǒ.v ė l̄ Ẽnúm å
After turning down his offer to collaborate, she was now fully immersed in preparing for her new film.
Since it was a commercial film, she had to make sure it was a bad commercial film—one that the audience would hate. Ideally, it would be a complete box office flop.
And right now, the perfect example of such a failure was lying right in front of her—
"The Tale of An Hua!"
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To Yao Bianliang, if her past projects were always subpar, why not just copy the answer key?
She might not be good at answering the test, but she could at least copy the answers!
W̆ѐbn òv̈ е̇ l Én̂ ü mа
All she had to do was replicate The Tale of An Hua—start with a promising beginning, then completely ruin the characters and introduce a ton of plot holes in the later episodes. Wouldn’t that guarantee her failure?
The scriptwriter? No need to overthink it. She’d just go with Ling Huanxuan.
As for the crucial second female lead, the role had to go to Wen Xuan, whose acting skills had been widely criticized.
As for the male idols who would be acting alongside Wen Xuan… Yao Bianliang was definitely tempted, but their fees were too high. She simply couldn’t afford them.
After much deliberation, she decided to lower her standards and go for fourth- or fifth-tier male idols.
After all, these days, it wasn’t always the most popular actors who had the worst acting skills.
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There were plenty of unknown celebrities whose acting was just as terrible!
And that was exactly the kind of talent Yao Bianliang was looking for.
While mapping out her plan, she received a message from Assistant Chen.
Assistant Chen: "Sister Liang, we’ve already contacted Director Ryan. He’s very satisfied with Yao Xinxin’s image and temperament and has agreed to invite her for an audition."
At these words, Yao Bianliang’s eyes lit up.
This was the first good news she’d received in a long time. If Yao Xinxin successfully made her debut, her plan would be one step closer to completion.
Е̃ń ŭṁа̇
"I knew it. With the original character design in place, Director Ryan was bound to take an interest in Yao Xinxin," Yao Bianliang thought, feeling reassured.
The only remaining challenge was to get Yao Xinxin to pull herself together and take on this new opportunity.
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Yao Bianliang fell into deep thought. What I need to do now is inform Yao Xinxin about this and give her encouragement. I need to persuade her to go to the audition.
Only then could Yao Xinxin make her comeback and continue playing the role of her evil supporting rival.
But of course, she couldn’t do this under her real identity.
After some contemplation, Yao Bianliang made up her mind.
Е ńū m̆ а̇
"I’ll have to contact Yao Xinxin using an alt account."
