Chapter 867: Directly Crippled, An Old Acquaintance, Face Slap Warning! (3)
Yu Xiheng’s brow twitched. “You found her?”
“Yes.” Huo Yanxing frowned. “She disguised herself. I recognized her, but she didn’t recognize me.”
He hadn’t disguised himself during his mission.
That left only one possibility: the woman had forgotten him.
Though it was indeed an accident, how could such a thing be forgotten?
He had remembered for three years.
It couldn’t have been better.
Supporting his head with one hand, Yu Xiheng said, “Hmm, this must be what the internet calls a ‘heartless woman.'”
Huo Yanxing was speechless.
After a few seconds, he asked slowly, “You surf the internet now?”
“My lady is a big star,” Yu Xiheng’s voice was calm. “I have to keep her company.”
Huo Yanxing was stunned. “... your lady?”
He felt like he’d been away in the Free State for two years and the whole world outside had changed.
The second round was almost over, while Tong Luoyun’s “Great Zhao Dynasty” was only just reaching its finale.
With its seventy to eighty episodes, the pacing was extremely slow, and many viewers were aesthetically fatigued by the end.
Not only did the ratings not improve, but they actually dropped with each episode.
“Great Zhao Dynasty” could be said to have peaked at its beginning, while “Crossing the Demon Realm” kept breaking records one after another.
The simultaneous airing of the two dramas, combined with the condescending attitude of the “Great Zhao Dynasty” team towards “Crossing the Demon Realm” before the broadcasts, inevitably led to comparisons by content creators and influencers.
Tong Luoyun, being the top among the Four Actresses and a triple Golden Awards-winning actress, did not gain any advantage in this TV drama battle.
Si Fuqing opened her eyes.
“Teacher Si, we still need to respect our seniors,” Song Wenhua said. “The entertainment industry is only so big, and we will eventually collaborate. There’s no need to be at odds with our seniors. If you apologize to Teacher Tong, it wouldn’t be so awkward. After all, you both share the same agent.”
“If you take a step back, we could all go to the film festival together. The Glenn Film Festival isn’t just any ordinary festival.”
Si Fuqing looked up. “Are you done?”
Song Wenhua was momentarily stunned. “Done-done, yes.”
She felt a bit displeased.
“You reminded me,” Si Fuqing said, starting to rummage through her bag.
She then pulled out a stack of tickets to the film festival.