Chapter 117

  Li Jinfu's appearance was met with countless congratulations.

  The workload on set is heavy, and now it's also the cold winter weather, with people catching colds and fevers every day, and some even fainting. So amidst everyone's concerned inquiries, there was worry, but also a sense of indifference. Li Jin thanked them one by one and asked the person beside him where Luo Fei was. That person told him that Luo Fei was currently sitting at the side of the set waiting for his cue.

  Li Jin walked over and saw from a distance that Luo Fei was sitting next to the director, wrapped in an olive green military coat, shrinking his head and hands as he listened to the director explaining the play to the male lead.

  There was no heating in the shed, and the air conditioner was only a few, even if it was turned on to the maximum, there was no warmth. He remembered that Luo Fei had frozen to the bone on his first day, and on the second day, he had brought out all the warm stickers, hand warmers, and hot water bottles. The military coat looked like it was already the largest size, but when worn by Luo Fei, it was loose and couldn't be puffed up, and it couldn't cover his two long legs. There was no way, so he wrapped another military coat around him.

  He could have just stayed in the rest room, but he didn't.

  He sat in the corner of the icy film set, listening to the director explain the play to others. His expression was so serious, staring intently at the director's movements, without even blinking his eyes. When the director finished speaking, he still thought for a while with a thoughtful look, and his slightly tilted head and entranced expression were more serious than those of the most diligent student.

  Li Jin suddenly didn't want to train him anymore.

  He thought, maybe this kid at home really doesn't have any acting talent, otherwise why is he so serious about it but still can't act well?

  As for the nonsense about replacing artists - he turned back, gazing in the direction of that distant, closed-door rest room - he was actually taking that person's suggestion to heart, how stupid.

  He smiled and walked towards Lu Fei with his foot raised, but suddenly, the raised foot just hovered above the ground.

  He looked at Lu Fei lowering his head, and then pressed two buttons on the suddenly lit-up phone. After that, his body stiffened up like this.

  That originally serious and solemn expression gradually turned into shock and terror.

  His eyes were wide open, and the back of his neck to his shoulders formed a straight line. He was stiff to such an extent that Li Jin felt that what he held in his hand was no longer a mobile phone, but a death sentence.

  What's going on?

  Li Jin stood still.

  Although Luo Fei likes to play games, he has never been one to indulge in distractions. When recording songs in the studio before, he even proactively handed his phone over to his assistant for safekeeping. Now on set, it's natural that he wouldn't be distracted by his phone either. But why is he holding onto his phone so tightly...

  He suddenly remembered that this wasn't the first time.

  Intentionally or unintentionally, during this period of time, he found himself staring blankly at his phone many times. When asked what was wrong, he hesitated and didn't respond, hastily locking the screen and putting it in his pocket.

  Li Jin always thought it was him and Xiao SuSu who were passionately in love, a young couple exchanging sweet and sentimental short messages without daring to let him know. But now that he thinks about it, Luo Fei's expression and demeanor have nothing to do with sweetness.

  Even recently, I heard he has become distant from Xiao SuSu too...

  At this moment, the male lead's play is over, and the next scene is Luo Fei and the male lead, who is also the father in the play, a confrontation scene.

  The deputy director called Luo Fei to walk over, he responded with a sound and stood up, folding the military coat on the chair, his mobile phone was not given to the assistant next to him, but was carefully stuffed under the military coat, and then put a hand warmer on top to press it down, as if he was especially afraid of someone taking it away.

  Li Jin quietly walked past.

  Lu Fei walked through the scene two or three times, and it was almost good enough. The director shouted "start filming". Li Jin went around from behind the crowd, made a "shh" gesture to his assistant, and then quietly sat down in the assistant's original position.

  Then he took out the phone which still had Lu Fei's body temperature from under his military coat.

  So that's how it is.

  Li Jin looked at the message bar with a cold smile, to be precise, it was intimate photos.

  So it turns out that you've been restless and on edge because of this.

  He lifted his head, and not far away, the calm disappearance of the flying horse made the tension that had caused him to lose control condense again at the corners of his eyebrows. His movements were extremely stiff, as if his spirit and body had separated into two, his body mechanically performing, while his brain was completely occupied by something else.

  Li Jin flipped through the information on her phone, these photos didn't come at regular intervals, sometimes several in a day, sometimes not even one in two or three days. Li Jin compared the time when these messages were sent and found that every time they were sent, Luo Fei was always on set. The angles of these photos were tricky, capturing Luo Fei's and Xiao Su's faces with exceptional clarity. Occasionally there were words accompanying them, occasionally not. The latest one had just been sent, accompanied by a sentence.

  "Are you suitable for being an idol?"

  Idols are different from ordinary stars. Ordinary stars can have scandals, fall in love, get married and divorced, all of which can become entertainment headlines that attract everyone's attention. Although people's attitudes towards them may be unpredictable, overall they are rational. Because they think, "Stars are also human beings."

  Idols won't work.

  Idols are for worship, fantasy and building those secret beautiful little stories. How can an idol be a normal person? Even if he is, how can he spread rumors or fall in love? Even if he wants to start some beautiful story with his lover, how can that lover not be me?

  Especially among Lu Fei's fans, most of whom are middle school and college students, who can accept the fact that Lu Fei is in a romantic relationship?

  So once these photos are made public by someone with ulterior motives, Luo Fei's path to stardom will inevitably be impacted. If not handled properly, his career will come to an end.

  Ruo Fei, Li Jin looked at Ruo Fei coldly in front of the camera. Why didn't you tell me?

  Do you think you can handle things well, or are you saying that you don't trust me at all?

  Li Jing hummed softly and put her phone back in its original position without moving it at all.

  Luo Fei had only one line, but the director's patience was wearing thin, and he went down to the set to explain the scene to him. The staff around them started whispering to each other, trying to stifle their giggles, but the mocking tone still reached Li Jin's ears. Someone said that she loved it when Luo Fei had a lot of lines, because that meant they would have more breaks too. Another person said, unfortunately, Luo Fei wouldn't last for many days, and they wouldn't be able to take breaks anymore. Then came the fake sighs with hidden mockery.

  Li Jin's back was like being stabbed with needles all over.

  Suddenly, a sentence that Shu Mu had warned him about emerged in his mind.

  "The artist is not suitable, change him early, don't be stuck on him and regret it later when it's too late."

  His head was like a sudden explosion of thunder, and he subconsciously raised his head, looking into the distance.

  Shu Mu stood far away from the crowd, wearing a coat and looking at him with disdain.

  Li Jin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.