My Online Dating Partner Is a Celebrity

Zhang Yun picked up the phone and found that it was sent by Chen Qi.

Yesterday Li Xiaoliang sent a message, claiming that Chen Qi drank too much the day before yesterday, and expressed his apologies for Chen Qi, and pushed Chen Qi’s WeChat account to Zhang Yun.

In fact, this matter had no effect on Zhang Yun. They were asked to write chess and card scripts, but Zhang Yun was left behind. However, Chen Qi was able to take the initiative to apologize, and also planned to help Zhang Yun and the boss of Longteng Film and Television connect, which is a good thing in the final analysis.

What Zhang Yun lacks is the contacts in the circle. It's worthwhile to exchange contacts with a useless idea.

Chen Qi: "Zhang Yun, I drank too much that day."

The hidden meaning of these words is that he drank too much that day, did some wrong things, and be more tolerant.

It's just that Chen Qi is an old senior after all, and he can't pull his face down and say the next thing.

Zhang Yun replied: "It's okay, Teacher Chen, I have to thank you for your advice. Otherwise, I would really write a chess script, and I might lose sight of Bei."

"Your idea is really good. I suggest you change your mind and write Go or Chess." Chen Qi replied.

"Okay, I will think about it." Zhang Yun said.

"Although you are a newcomer in the circle, I am very optimistic about you, and I believe you will be able to be noticed in the near future. Actually, I have nothing to teach you. This is the WeChat of Long Yu, chairman of Longteng Film and Television, maybe you can Need it." Chen Qi said while sending a WeChat business card.

That was a WeChat user whose profile picture was "Quiet Mind" and the name "Don't Worry".

"If you add his friends, you can chat with him. I have already greeted him in advance. Whether you can seize the opportunity or not depends on you." Chen Qi said.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Chen!" Zhang Yun hurriedly replied with joy.

No matter how much apologize, no matter how much you say, it is better to be true to do something.

Now Zhang Yun doesn't mind what Chen Qi did before. In the face of strength and interests, everyone will give up that little estrangement.

Thanks to Chen Qi's help, Zhang Yun directly added the "Don't worry" WeChat.

The other party did not pass immediately, Zhang Yun glanced at the other party's WeChat name, and felt that he should not be anxious.

He threw his phone aside and continued to write "The Hidden Corner."

About dinner, Zhang Yun suddenly received a call from his father Zhang Yiteng.

"Go home quickly! Your mother is dying! She has been hospitalized! Come back quickly!" Zhang Yiteng yelled jokingly on the phone.

Listening to Zhang Yiteng's tone, Zhang Yun knew that this was nonsense: "Dad, you curse my mother so much, I need to sue my mother."

"I'm really hospitalized, why did I lie to you?" Zhang Yiteng said seriously.

"Really hospitalized?" Zhang Yun was stunned, and found that it turned out to be true. He quickly asked with concern, "What's the matter? Is the situation serious?"

"Of course he was in the hospital." Zhang Yiteng affirmed again, but immediately changed his tone. "But I stayed for one night and I am now discharged."

Zhang Yun heaved a sigh of relief: "...Dad, you better not scare me like that next time. Why is my mother hospitalized?"

Zhang Yiteng said: "It's okay, it's just a little miss when the heart is beating. I suspect... it's just playing mahjong."

Zhang Yun: "...It's okay, right?"

"It's okay. Just take some medicine and take a break." Zhang Yiteng said, "But, after staying in the hospital for one night, your mother has changed a lot."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunqi said: "What has changed?"

Zhang Yiteng said: "She cleaned up the house this morning and turned out all your photos, from small to large, full of beds, one by one. I think ah, this is because your mother missed you."

"what do you mean……?"

"I think you come back now, the time is right, your mother will definitely forgive you!" Zhang Yiteng smiled, "Of course, if you are afraid that your mother will not forgive you, you bring Yaoyao back. When your daughter-in-law arrives, you Ma's sure not to trouble you!"

"Dad, stop joking..." Zhang Yun smiled helplessly. But after another thought, Lin Xinyao really wants to film in the Northeast...

"Anyway, you come back quickly, if you don't come back, your mother will die of illness!" Zhang Yiteng finished speaking and hung up the phone very quickly.

This inexplicable call made Zhang Yun feel inexplicable. Although I don't know what happened, one thing is certain: Zhang Yun should go home.

It's just... Are you going home now?

Zhang Yun hesitated for a while.

On the other side, Kyrgyzstan Province, Chuncheng.

Zhang Yiteng hung up the phone and turned his head with a smile: "Wife, you see that my son cares about you, right? As soon as I heard that you were hospitalized, I immediately panicked... my wife, what are your eyes?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yang Qin looking at him with a cannibalistic look.

"I lost in mahjong?" Yang Qin stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Yiteng's waist.

"Oh! Don't do anything if you have something to say! Didn't I increase credibility? How else can you be hospitalized? You say!" Zhang Yiteng was touched and jumped up.

"Can't it be too tired from work?" Yang Qin touched again.

"Hey--you're too tired to work, do you believe it yourself? What have you become fat in the past two years, you still work..." Zhang Yiteng hadn't finished speaking, and he had already ran out.

Yang Qin was too lazy to chase him, just shouting: "Let the kid come back quickly!"

"I know, I will let him come back with his daughter-in-law!" Zhang Yiteng agreed with his mouth full, and disappeared.

...

The next day, under Zhang Yiteng's urging, Zhang Yun bought the nearest high-speed rail and prepared to return to his hometown in the northeast.

Although he didn't want to go back so early, since he always wants to go back, a few days in the morning and a few days later, it seems that there is no difference.

Regarding Zhang Yiteng's claim that his mother Yang Qin was ill, Zhang Yun didn't quite believe it. He always felt that this might be an excuse for the family to let himself go back.

But sometimes the truth is not important, and the result is the most important.

Calculating the time, Zhang Yun has not returned home for more than two years. Back then, because Zhang Yun, who had just graduated, wanted to learn screenwriting and went to a screenwriting class, and conflicted with his mother Yang Qin's ideas, Zhang Yun ran away angrily. Until now, he has never returned.

In fact, in Zhang Yun's view, the original owner was not very responsible for doing so. If he was already economically independent when he left, Zhang Yun would raise his hands in favor of him in pursuing his dream. However, the money for class registration and the usual living expenses were secretly given by his father Zhang Yiteng (it is estimated that this was also acquiesced by Yang Qin, otherwise Zhang Yiteng would not dare to give it). Does this kind of running away from home have any practical significance?

It's nothing more than an excuse for his willfulness.

The original owner once swore that if he does not become a profitable screenwriter, he will never go home.

If he relies on his own skill in writing bad TV dramas, he may have to struggle for ten years and hard work to achieve some climate.

Now, Zhang Yun helped him realize his dream in advance.

At present, Zhang Yun already has four to five million yuan in money, while Jialiang Film and Television has 1.2 million yuan that has not been paid.

This is a good return home in Spring City in his hometown.

With the sound of the broadcast, the long line of people continued to move forward. Following the crowded flow of people, Zhang Yun boarded the high-speed rail and embarked on the journey back home all the way north.

On the high-speed rail, Zhang Yun found a seat based on his ticket.

He just wanted to sit down, when a middle-aged man flashed by and signaled Zhang Yun to borrow his seat by the window.

After letting the middle-aged person pass, Zhang Yun took his seat firmly.

Then, almost at the same time, Zhang Yun and the middle-aged man took out their mobile phones.

Just as Zhang Yun was about to plug in his headphones, the phone rang.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Yun weirdly, and Zhang Yun glanced at WeChat.

On WeChat, the "don't worry" friend who applied for yesterday finally passed.

Don't worry: "Is Zhang Yun? Your "The Silent Truth", I like it very much."

The attitude is very good. It seems that he should be interested in my script.

Zhang Yun thought, and replied: "Thank you for your compliment, I have to work hard."

The message was sent, and the phone of the middle-aged man next to him rang.

Zhang Yun gave him a weird look and saw that he was typing.

"Ding Dong!" Zhang Yun's cell phone rang again.

"Do you have any new scripts lately? Maybe we can work together."

Zhang Yun replied frantically: "What kind of script you want, I can write whatever kind of script."

"Ding Dong!"

The middle-aged man's cell phone rang again.

This time, Zhang Yun and the middle-aged man looked back at each other at the same time.

"Although I don't think it's such a coincidence, you must be Zhang Yun, right?" The middle-aged man who sensed something was wrong, asked tentatively, "My name is Long Yu, and I am the chairman of Longteng Film and Television."

Zhang Yun also couldn't believe that the chairman of Longteng Film and Television would be sitting next to him, and couldn't help saying: "This is...what a coincidence!"