The MV shooting went smoothly.
Fan Bing Bing was surprisingly cooperative towards the end, but her habit of teasing Luo Yun Chu still hadn't changed.
But this time, Luo Yun Chu didn't retort or call her "Auntie." He simply looked at her gently and asked,
"What's wrong?"
"No... nothing."
Fan Bing Bing was surprisingly uncomfortable with Luo Yun Chu being so gentle. Shouldn't he roll his eyes and retort sarcastically right now?
"Then let's continue shooting. We're almost done." Luo Yun Chu adjusted the camera. He had dismissed the rest of the team earlier.
He found those cameramen completely redundant. He could handle it alone.
Fan Bing Bing sat on a wooden chair, watching the hardworking young man. She couldn't help but admire him. He was truly handsome, and the lyrics he wrote were truly beautiful.
She already knew the name of the song: "East Wind Break." Someone else had composed it, and he wrote the lyrics.
She really was a little bit smitten.
She walked over to the desk and leaned on it, her slender fingers tracing the newly dried ink.
"Take a break. You can shoot later."
Luo Yun Chu hummed in response and stopped what he was doing. He turned his head towards the desk.
Fan Bing Bing was leaning on the desk with one side of her body, two buttons of her cheongsam undone, revealing a deep, white, and alluring cleavage.
If he leaned closer, he could see the black lace trim of her underwear, encasing a full moon that had been pressed into a half-circle.
Luo Yun Chu glanced at it and asked with confusion,
"Are you that hot?"
Fan Bing Bing nodded playfully, teasing him.
"Do you like what you see, little brother?"
"It's alright." Luo Yun Chu had looked, but he hadn't stared. There was nothing to deny.
Fan Bing Bing blinked and smiled,
"I thought you'd say you really liked it. What a good boy you are."
Luo Yun Chu ignored her and changed the subject.
"You must have other songs on this album. Can your elder sister take a listen and give you some feedback?"
Luo Yun Chu pulled out his MP3 and handed her one earbud, saying,
"I've already filmed several other MVs. Listen to them if you want. I'm not stopping you."
Fan Bing Bing took the earbud, brushed her hair aside, and plugged it into her ear, listening attentively.
"The sky is as gray as if it had cried."
"After leaving you."
"I'm not any freer."
"The air is sour."
...
After listening to several songs, she realized that the album was of exceptionally high quality, to the point where each song could be a potential hit.
She had misjudged him before!
As they listened to the music, they were very close. Fan Bing Bing turned her head to look at Luo Yun Chu, her red lips parting slightly.
"Little brother, your elder sister will be waiting for you to become a big star and pull me up with you."
Although "Auntie Fan" pretended to be vulnerable, Luo Yun Chu could still see the ambition in her eyes.
Generally, for a woman with ambition, it's a tragedy for a man without power. But if you're powerful enough, she will be devoted to you, finding ways to please you.
If Luo Yun Chu hadn't been reborn, he would never believe that this elder sister could be devoted to a man.
He said,
"With your elder sister's looks, do you need me to pull you up?"
When Fan Bing Bing heard this, she felt that Luo Yun Chu was too naive.
"You don't know about this industry... Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"
She asked again, afraid that Luo Yun Chu might mind. She rarely smoked, but everyone has their moments of stress.
Luo Yun Chu shook his head.
"No, I don't mind."
Fan Bing Bing sat up straight and took a pack of women's cigarettes and a lighter from her small bag.
She held the cigarette between her index finger, and the firelight illuminated her face.
"Click."
She opened her red lips, gently biting the cigarette. After lighting it, she crossed her right leg over her left, exhaling a plume of smoke, exuding an air of nonchalant sophistication.
The impact of smoking depends on one's looks. She could be described as cool while smoking.
She continued her previous topic.
She began to tell Luo Yun Chu about the things she had encountered in this industry, a place where all sorts of things happened.
There were unspoken rules, backstabbing, and accompanying people for drinks, but there were also directors who genuinely wanted to make films.
Before Luo Yun Chu could speak, Fan Bing Bing said that she had seen it all with her own eyes. People had tried to get her, too, many times.
They promised her the female lead role as long as she gave in, but she had seen too many empty promises and people taking advantage of her before running off. She didn't trust them.
Otherwise, after working in the industry for several years, she wouldn't have only acted in a few films, and not even as the main character.
She was only able to get a role as a supporting character in "My Fair Princess" because a friend recommended her.
She had finally found an opportunity now.
Luo Yun Chu understood. This industry had many temptations, and anyone could fall prey to them.
His cousin was fortunate to have a background and an aunt who was her agent.
But they were ultimately a minority. There were many more women who were just ordinary people trying to make a name for themselves.
They knew what they had to give up to achieve it.
There were directors who used new actors, but they were rare. Most of them still chose actors from film schools.
It wasn't just women. Even men faced unspoken rules.
There are always a few perverts in a big forest.
Fan Bing Bing tapped the ash off her cigarette and looked at the man, her words a mix of teasing and sincerity.
"So, little brother, when you become a big star, don't forget to pull your elder sister up. Those men are ugly and smelly. You're different, you're fragrant. When the time comes, your elder sister will willingly submit to your unspoken rules. Don't you think? Hehehe."
She laughed at her own words. Luo Yun Chu was still just a newcomer. Who knew how long it would take for him to become a big star?
"If my elder sister behaves herself, I'll consider it."
Fan Bing Bing exhaled a puff of smoke that landed on Luo Yun Chu's face.
"I'm taking you seriously."
Luo Yun Chu hummed in response and took the cigarette from Fan Bing Bing's mouth, trying to take a puff himself.
It was a bit harsh, but not bad. There was a slight sweetness to the cigarette end.
Fan Bing Bing patted his back and said,
"Don't smoke if you can't handle it. Look at you, choking. Here, elder sister."
She took the cigarette back, not minding that Luo Yun Chu had smoked it, took a puff, stubbed it out, and threw it in the trash can.
"Let's continue shooting."
"Alright."
The shooting finally ended after a long and busy day.
Before parting ways,
Fan Bing Bing rubbed Luo Yun Chu's face, mumbling that the feel of his "little brat" face was good.
"I had a lot of fun today. Remember to call your elder sister next time you shoot. I'm only shooting your MVs."
Luo Yun Chu slapped her hand away.
"It's the music video. You're making it sound ambiguous."
"Pfft, alright, alright, it's the music video. See you in a few days, little man."
Fan Bing Bing left. This time, she didn't treat Luo Yun Chu like a little kid. She used a different address.
But she didn't remove the "little" part.
In her own words, how could he know whether he was really "not little" if he hadn't experienced it?
Soon after she left,
Luo Yun Chu received two messages on his phone. Fan Bing Bing's message said that she was happy, that she had faith in him, and that this album would definitely be a success. Something along those lines.
The second message was:
Auntie Fan: "I'm taking you seriously. I'll not only behave myself, but also remain pure for you, little brother. Release the album soon. I want to be your first fan."
Luo Yun Chu smiled when he saw this message. At the end of the day, the entertainment industry was all about fame, fortune, and power.
No matter what you do, you need status, strength, and capital.
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