Chapter 829: Promotion!
The biggest breakup in the entertainment industry resounded hard even after a few days had passed. They made the headlines that exploded every single day that only skinned Yin alive. He had no place to show his face nor he had any work left. All his contracts were now canceled and even his entertainment agency abandoned him. His fans abandoned him as well.
From Prince Cheng who soared high in the sky, he was now left to the streets.
After seeing the video of what transpired in the Zhu villa, everybody relished the treatment that the cheater was getting. Not only was his affair out but his addiction too and as an addict, no popular agencies wanted to associate with him anymore.
Among them, only one person laid depressed in his office that saw all his hard work crumbling before him like a tower of cards toppling down. He was none other than Director Murong.
The movie production was already in its finishing stages with some editing remaining here and there. But at this point, Director Murong didn’t see any point to do the rest of it anyway. With Yin’s reputation crashing like a stock going down in the market, he could see it as clear as the sun that the movie wouldn’t work in the box office.
Even if Chyou was the lead actress, it was next to impossible to sustain the movie all by herself. Yin had an equally important role to play. But nobody wanted to see Yin on the big screen anymore. With Yin as the lead actor in the movie, there were high chances that nobody would want to waste the trip to the theaters to see him.
His fans had left him and Chyou’s fans would loathe to see his presence anywhere. After all, he humiliated and betrayed Chyou to the point of no return. There was no way anybody would be forgiving.
He had pinned his hopes on the popularity that they were a couple and audiences would love to see them together. But now all those hopes took a deep dip into the sea. Seeing them would only invoke disgust, much similar to what he was feeling right now.
Then did that mean there was no future for this movie anymore? Should he pull out this project?
Director Murong gnashed his jaw and banged his fist on the table.
“If I ever see Cheng Yin again, I will beat the shit out of him! My precious baby…” he lacked tears to shed.
He has big hopes and dreams for this movie.
“But now everything went down the drain! I will kill him!”
Director Murong’s shoulders slumped and he collapsed back on his chair. He casually scrolled down the social media. The rage against Yin was like wildfire. His huge following had shrunken into ant size.
Sad and depressed, Director Murong posted a question on his account.
‘How many of you will still come to see the movie?’
The backlash he faced was instantaneous and immense.
‘Director Murong seems to be a cheater too!’
He was stunned and speechless.
Hey hey don’t talk any nonsense against me! I just asked an innocent question, you know? What if my wife believes you! You want my loving marriage to end in divorce!?
But the responses kept coming.
‘No way I would tolerate that bastard on the screen anymore!’
‘I want to support Queen Chyou with all my heart but I just cannot with Yin anymore! He disgusts me.’
‘I am boycotting him.’
‘If you remove his role then I will gladly be there to watch!’
His brow twitched.
How can I remove his role?
Among the numerous demotivating and negative responses, one of the fans was comparatively pleasant who replied back. ‘Hehe~ If it’s the knight in shining armor Gu Yating then I will pay twice the ticket money!’
Director Murong jumped in his seat. That particular message was drowned by the other vehement disagreements to his question, but he scrolled up to read the message again.
His eyes popped out of his sockets as if lightning struck him.
I am an idiot!!!
I can still save this movie!
He grinned and his orginal glow was back on his face. He dialed a certain number and chirped. “Gu Yating! How are you my boy!?”
On the other side, Yating stared at the caller on his phone with a puzzled expression.
Is this really Director Murong?
Since when does he talks like that?
Director Murong almost couldn’t hold himself back from dancing in his seat. His assistant, who had just arrived, could only throw him a dumbfounded look.
“Gu Yating, Gu Yating, Gu Yating,” he sheepishly grinned.
“Yes?”
“Do you want a promotion?”
“…”
“Huh?”
“Yes!” His eyes sparkled. “Everybody likes promotion, right?”
“…I guess so?”
“That is a yes. So, so! As a very seasoned and experienced director, you know, I have a very good eye for things.”
“Okay.”
Yating wasn’t sure where he was going with this.
“I have also heard the feedback from your commercial shooting. You are rough around the edges but you were quick to learn your role~ You looked like a natural in no time.”
“Thanks.”
“But I was wondering how long will you get stuck yourself to just an ad role?” He sighed dramatically.
“Not for long. Only until the cooperation project is completed.”
His brow twitched. He then grinned. “Come on, Gu Yating. Think a little harder. Have a wider horizon. You can have the wings to fly high, high up in the air.”
Yating now seriously questioned the director’s sanity.
“I don’t think I am understanding you.”
“You can get much better and bigger roles, you know!” His pitch was now increasingly getting eager and hyper.
Yating blinked. “I am not looking for bigger and better roles anyway. I am a chief editor by profession. This is just temporary stuff I am doing for the project.”
Director Murong waved his hand. “I mean you would have surely dreamed of showing your excellent talent on the big screen right? Right? At least once?”
“Not really.”
“…”
His nostrils flared. “You surely would have! It’s just that you don’t know it yet. But as a very seasoned and experienced director, I understand your heart very well.”
“…”
“Ad roles are fine and all but you would shine so much brighter on the big silver screen!”
“Can you please tell me clearly what you have to say?”
“Hehe, you care about Chyou, right?”
“Of course I do.”
“You cannot see her hardwork and efforts going to waste, right?”
“Never.”
“So you will take the lead role of my movie, right?”
“…”