why the stars never die

Chapter 15 Complete
Like many academics who have moved to the film industry, Professor Li mostly focuses on low-budget literary and drama films, and this time is no exception.

The reason why Jia Yu chose Professor Li's film as the opportunity for Song Zhuoxi's comeback was not because she was Song Zhuoxi's mentor, but because the script was wonderful, and most importantly, it was suitable for Song Zhuoxi.

Song Zhuoxi went back to Nanjing, and told his family that he might be in a movie, but he didn't say that he would be the number one male.

Song Qiyun and his wife naturally had an opinion. They clearly agreed that the last one was a farewell work, and now they are coming again.

But the other party was Song Zhuoxi's mentor, so it would be embarrassing to refuse. They also thought that Song Zhuoxi was just a cameo this time like last time, so they nodded.

It just so happens that the company is not very busy recently, Song Zhuoxi has enough time to shoot this movie.

It didn't take long for Jiayu to return to Nanjing from Beijing to celebrate the New Year. Song Qiyun probably felt the benefits of harmonious coexistence, so he proposed to invite Jiayu's parents to celebrate the New Year together.

Yue Meiyun always listened to her husband's words and was noncommittal, but Song Zhuoxi put her nose up and suggested directly: "Why don't we book the marriage while everyone is here?"

Of course, Song Qiyun still had a lot of dissatisfaction, but the parents who would invite Jiayu actually accepted it, nodded and said, "Then get engaged."

Jia Yu soon received the news that she only had one condition: she did not want to see Zhuang Minyi.

Song Zhuoxi was trying to figure out how to bring this up to his parents, but news came from Zhuang Minyi that he had traveled abroad and would not be back for the Chinese New Year.

But she sent a text message to Song Zhuoxi, wishing him a happy engagement with Jiayu.

Although it was an engagement, the Song family had a head and a face, and they managed it with style.Jia Yu's original intention was to have a meal with relatives and friends, but he didn't expect to set up dozens of tables in a big hotel, and suddenly felt that it was a waste.

The news even made it to the local newspapers, but luckily it wasn't a marriage, so it didn't attract enough attention, otherwise Song Zhuoxi's name would have been an entertainment headline.

After the engagement banquet was over, Song Zhuoxi wanted to hug Jia Yu and walk to the hotel room, but Jia Yu turned her eyes blank several times: "Do you think it's marriage? Are you still counting on the wedding ceremony? Go back quickly, I'm going home too, I'm so tired died."

Song Zhuoxi put her arms around her and acted like a baby on purpose, that was a complaint, if the parents of both parties hadn't rushed over, I'm afraid they would have to continue acting.

Not long after the Chinese New Year, Jiayu had to go back to the company in Beijing, Song Zhuoxi made arrangements for the company and set off with her.

When I returned to my apartment in Beijing, it seemed that nothing had changed, but in fact my mood was quite different.

Song Zhuoxi has experienced Xuezang, experienced half-red but not purple to soar into the sky, and now low-key recluse, and then returned to this circle, all he has in his eyes is acting, nothing else.

The start-up was at the beginning of March, and the spring breeze was chilly, and everyone was still wearing thick winter clothes and refused to take off.Professor Li had a few more silver threads in his gray hair, wearing a pair of glasses, and said to Song Zhuoxi, who came to report to the crew: "I won't take care of you, anyway, you have to act well for me, show your best acting skills, I can count on hitting awards."

Song Zhuoxi squeezed her shoulders: "Old lady, don't be so concerned about gains and losses."

Professor Li tapped his hand with the scrolled script: "What are you talking about? Without the heart of chasing awards, how can our Chinese films improve?"

"Yes yes yes, what you said is true." Song Zhuoxi nodded and bowed, and when he turned his head, Mei Xiaobao came over.

Song Zhuoxi waved at her: "What a coincidence?"

"What a coincidence, I've been waiting for several months." Mei Xiaobao whispered while asking him to put on makeup, "I don't need to be transferred in the future, thank God."

Although Professor Li has a good reputation, he is not a commercial director after all, so his works will not be too eye-catching. During the filming process, almost no media came to visit the film.

The actress who plays opposite Song Zhuoxi is also a well-known actress in China, but she has always been lukewarm and very quiet in private.

Professor Li praised her for being down-to-earth and having acting skills, which is many times better than the female stars who became popular through hype and gossip.Maybe it's because she had a failed marriage and always looked a little depressed, which made her a little more melancholy and beautiful.

Song Zhuoxi himself did not have any comments on her, he could only say that her acting skills impressed him deeply, she is indeed a rare and good actor.

Because Jiayu is still busy with his job, it is rare for him to come to the film crew, and he finally came here for work.

Song Zhuoxi was putting on makeup, keeping his upper body still, and glanced at Jiayu who was sitting beside him respectfully holding the recorder: "Are you here to interview me?"

"Yeah, it's my job."

"...I thought you came here to see me."

"I can see it every day when I go home."

"I haven't been home for three days in a row, okay?"

"Oh, I could see it every day before those three days."

"...can I decline the interview?"

"Can't!"

Song Zhuoxi sighed: "Domestic violence, this is it."

Jia Yu also sighed: "I can't write this manuscript."

No matter how difficult it is to write, it must be written and published in newspapers.

Jiayu went back that day, finally published the finished manuscript, and stayed in front of the computer waiting for feedback.

This is the advantage of digital media. Netizen comment boards can see everyone's reactions to instant news at any time.

"My God, did I read it wrong? Song Zhuoxi is back!"

The netizen who snatched the sofa replied under the news, and was liked thousands of times within a few minutes.

The power of "Porridge" is still so strong, like an army dormant in the dark, when they heard the leader came back, they rushed to the front with enthusiasm and showed their faces one after another.

Jia Yu leaned back in the chair and turned around comfortably, and I knew I wasn't the only one waiting for you.

It was already summer after filming, and Song Zhuoxi lost a lot of weight, but counting the dates, the filming time was not too long, and it was easy to explain to his parents.

Jiayu has been busy with work, and rarely has time, so he plans to cook a meal to reward him, but this dream stops at his own cooking skills, and he can only drag Song Zhuoxi to a restaurant outside.

Song Zhuoxi is dressed casually, with a loose T-shirt and jeans.On the other hand, Jia Yu beside him was wearing a dark blue dress with a narrow waist, much more eye-catching than him along the way.

"Any plans for the future?" He tilted his head and asked Jia Yu who was holding his arm.

Jia Yu thought for a while: "I should leave the job almost when the job can be handed over. Next, I will manage the studio well and have time to take care of my parents at home."

Song Zhuoxi breathed a sigh of relief on the spot: "This plan is so good, it can be regarded as leaving Zhang Han's side."

Jia Yu twisted his arm, and he shouted exaggeratedly on purpose.

"And you, what's the plan?"

"Take care of the family, take care of you, and when there is a good script, I will accept the play. Is this plan good?"

"Yes, as long as you are happy."

Song Zhuoxi hugged her tighter: "Thank you."

"Why are you so polite?" Jia Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Just wanted to say."

Before the meal was finished, the phone rang suddenly.Song Zhuoxi saw that it was Professor Li calling, and thought it was about a movie promotion, but after answering the call, his expression was obviously surprised.

"What's wrong?" Jia Yu couldn't help but put down the tableware.

Song Zhuoxi hung up the phone, looked at her, and seemed a little dazed: "The film has been shortlisted for the European Film Festival."

Jia Yu looked surprised: "Really? Which award?"

"Several, one of which is Best Actor."

Jia Yu almost covered her mouth with her hands.No matter which one of the three major film festivals in Europe is shortlisted, it is a great honor, and if it can finally break through the siege and win the award, let alone!
"You, how do you feel?" Jia Yu was even more excited than him.

Song Zhuoxi tilted his head and thought for a while: "If I win the award, it should be a great recognition of me."

"Good official..."

Song Zhuoxi raised his eyebrows: "Yes, but it's the truth."

Naturally, Jiayu was the first to release the news, and the major media scrambled to forward it, and Jiayu was commended by the company for it.In fact, she is just getting the moon sooner rather than later.

Susan Wang and Cuishan Wu both called Jia Yu one after another, asking about Song Zhuoxi, of course, and both wanted to cooperate, but Jia Yu politely declined.Only Qiao Dong, the former manager, sincerely called to wish him well.

Jiayu is very clear that he has already stepped out of the entertainment circle, and Song Zhuoxi, he doesn't care if he is popular or not, he just loves acting.

The film festival opens in August, and Professor Li has already led the crew to rush over.Song Zhuoxi quickly arranged everything, followed by He Jiayu.

The sea breeze on Lido Island is pleasant, and the beach in the distance seems to be covered with a thin layer of golden sand, and white clouds float in the sky, so pale that they almost melt into the surprisingly blue sky.

The red carpet has always been a place for actresses to compete for beauty, and Jiayu was already ready to watch, but was dragged to the room by Song Zhuoxi.

A few hours before leaving the venue, Mei Xiaobao hastily called a makeup artist to put on her full armor.

"I'm not a female star."

Song Zhuoxi was wearing a slim suit, leaning against the door and waiting patiently: "But you are my female companion."

"The lead actress..."

"She walked the red carpet with the crew."

"..."

Finally stepping onto the red carpet, the sound of cameras clicking was almost all around my ears. Photographers from all over the world squeezed outside the line, and some were clever and would shout "Look here" in blunt Chinese. Song Zhuoxi hugged the camera as he wished. Jia Yu turned to that side.

"Are you nervous?" Song Zhuoxi asked Jiayu in a low voice while putting on a stylized smile for people to take pictures.

"Don't talk to me, I don't even know if my tongue is flat or curved now."

"Pfft..." Song Zhuoxi nodded with a suppressed smile.

After finally going through this section, when it came to the interview with the TV host, only Song Zhuoxi was left, and Jia Yu felt much better.

When they were about to enter the arena after walking the red carpet, someone suddenly stopped them.

Jia Yu and Song Zhuoxi turned their heads at the same time, and unexpectedly saw Han Zuzhe approaching.He was wearing a new Armani suit, and his face was heavy with makeup, but he had to admit that his face was beautiful.

"What a coincidence, I met you here." As if he had just learned that Song Zhuoxi was also there, he reached out and shook his hand: "Good luck."

Song Zhuoxi nodded: "You too."

His face froze for a moment, he nodded to Jiayu and left.

Jia Yu was a little funny: "Now just pretend not to know me."

"It's better if you don't know each other." Song Zhuoxi took her into his arms and walked in.

"How did he come?"

"It seems that one of the films I participated in was shortlisted for the best screenplay."

"What does the best screenwriter have to do with him?"

Song Zhuoxi's eyes teased: "Jiayu, I think you've been misled by me, why are you becoming more and more vicious."

Jia Yu stuck out his tongue, no wonder Song Zhuoxi's face was so ugly when he said to wish him good luck just now, it turned out that he was not shortlisted at all.

The whole process of announcing the awards was very exciting, big names from all over the world showed their faces one after another, but Jia Yu only cared about who won the best actor in the end.

There is also a popular Hollywood superstar competing this time, so it is only natural that there is a lot of pressure.However, European film festivals have always had a soft spot for Chinese films, which is probably an advantage.

Probably because she was so focused on analysis that she had no idea what happened on stage.

"How are you feeling now?" She quietly asked Song Zhuoxi.

"It's very calm. I'm just glad you're still by my side at such an important moment." He turned his head and smiled at her. Even in this dimly lit award-presenting guest seat, Jiayu felt that he was still on the high school campus many years ago. It was no different from the feeling when he held her hand for the first time.

She deliberately smiled and pointed his side face with her finger: "You should think about how to explain to your parents when you go home."

"The ten-year deadline is just around the corner. If I win this award, then my dad will probably have to fulfill his promise to let me return to the showbiz. I have nothing to say."

"Ah, then I am a great hero."

"You are not a hero." Song Zhuoxi leaned over and pecked her lips: "You are the empress."

"I've never seen such a shameless emperor."

"Hey, why are you talking like that..."

The strong spotlight swept over, Song Zhuoxi was stunned, turned his head away, and heard his name being announced on the stage, Han Zuzhe cast a jealous look from the front left, and Jiayu screamed beside him.

The best actor came out, just when he was joking with Jia Yu.

He got up, straightened his suit, and walked onto the stage.

Song Qiyun put down the newspaper in his hand and walked to the TV. Yue Meiyun called him repeatedly just now. He thought something happened, but he realized it only after seeing the picture on the TV.

"Isn't he a cameo?"

Yue Meiyun was still holding a piece of orange in her hand, but she had long forgotten to put it in her mouth, her expression was either joy or shock, maybe both.After a while, she looked at her husband embarrassingly.

Song Qiyun put reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, didn't say anything, but kept his eyes fixed on the TV.

Song Zhuoxi on TV is giving a thank you speech, no different from other celebrities, but it is too different to the ears of those involved.

Jiayu applauded heavily at the scene, meeting Song Zhuoxi's eyes, wanting to cry without warning, but still forced himself to smile.

He is already an actor.

Nanjing in late autumn is quite poetic, and the streets are full of fluttering sycamore leaves.

Jia Yu bumped into Sun Ya, who hadn't seen each other for several years, and was leaving the coffee shop to go home, when several journalist-like people greeted her: "Miss Du, may I ask that you are going to marry the actor Song Zhuoxi, is it true?" ?"

Jia Yu smiled on the surface: "You guys are really well-informed."

"That's true. May I ask when is your wedding date?"

"..."

"May I ask why Song Zhuoxi hasn't released any new works since he won the title of best actor? Is he in a hurry to create people?"

"..."

"Excuse me……"

Jia Yu kept silent, stopped a car, and got in.

Song Zhuoxi has been busy for so long, and finally arranged the new home into the desired appearance. Right now, he was sitting on a bench on the balcony basking in the sun and picking out a script, when he heard the door open suddenly, he knew that Jia Yu had returned, and he didn't turn his head. Asked back: "Meet Sun Ya? Have you chosen where to take wedding photos?"

Jia Yu shrugged: "She recommended a few, and I think they are all good."

Song Zhuoxi rolled his eyes to the sky, it seems that this kind of matter can't be decided by women, the more he picks, the more he delays.

Jia Yu took off his coat, went to the room to pour a glass of water, and said, "When I came back, I ran into reporters, and they actually asked you if you haven't made any new works for so long, are you busy making people?"

Song Zhuoxi said "Wow", "They really understand me."

Jia Yu walked to the balcony and looked down at the script in his hand: "I'll send a message later, saying that you haven't had a new work for so long because you've been picking out the script, so when the new work comes out next time, you must It will make everyone look forward to it.”

Song Zhuoxi threw away the script, hugged her and sat on his lap: "You are fake news, I am obviously busy making people."

Jia Yu gouged him out.

Song Zhuoxi smiled, hugged her with one arm, and picked up the script with the other: "This is not bad, please help me read it."

Jia Yu leaned over and leaned against him to stare at the script carefully. After a while, she nodded and said, "Well, it's not bad."

The sun is gradually sinking to the west, the angle of the sunlight changes, and long silhouettes are cast on the balcony, overlapping each other.Song Zhuoxi suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Jiayu who was concentrating on it, including himself in it.

Jia Yu looked up in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, send a photo to fans, save the trouble of reporters asking around, and just report on the latest situation."

Jia Yu curled her lips: "Your fans have a lot of opinions on me. Isn't this recruiting gangsters?"

"So what, I live my life, as long as I feel good."

Jia Yu thought about it, yes, as long as they feel happy, life is their own after all.

She put aside the script and looked at Song Zhuoxi, who was concentrating on typing content on Weibo. After so many years, this profile still remained unchanged.

Maybe in ten or twenty years, when she gets old, she will still see no change.

She smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)