Chapter 1354: Chapter 708: Song Shuheng’s Invitation_2
There was basically no pressure with the filming later on.
At the wrap party, everyone drank a lot of alcohol, said a lot of things, talking and laughing.
Unexpectedly for Zhou Yun, Zeng Yeng actually cried with a wine glass in hand.
She started crying while holding her hand and talking.
Zeng Yeng said with tears streaming down, "Zhou Yun, you really are the toughest actress I’ve ever worked with, you are amazing, no wonder you’ve won so many awards at such a young age, you deserve it! But I never want to work with you again, actors like you who are a handful, I find most frustrating to work with!"
This person is drunk.
Zhou Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Zeng Yeng must be under a lot of pressure too, I suppose.
Zeng Yeng said, "Who acts like you do, not listening to advice, insisting on doing it yourself? What if something unexpected had happened to you, how would we have shot this film? You are too selfish! You only considered yourself as an actress, wanting to complete your own role, but you never considered what would happen if this film couldn’t go on?"
Zeng Yeng wasn’t genuinely questioning Zhou Yun’s tone.
She was performing an act of post-event lamentation.
Zhou Yun said helplessly, "Alright, Sister Yeng, I’m a bit stubborn, you should drink less, you see you’re totally drunk now."
Zeng Yeng suddenly wiped her tears, stiffened her neck, and said, "Who said I’m drunk? Don’t think I can’t drink anymore, let me tell you, I can take a ton without falling."
Saying this, she picked up her already empty wine glass, brought it to her lips, threw back her head in a gesture of finishing it in one go, then flipped the cup upside down, casting seductive glances while her eyes swirled with an unconquerable ambition, burning as she stared at Zhou Yun.
"I drank, suit yourself!"
Zhou Yun: "..."
Zhou Yun thought, whatever makes you happy.
She did not return to the hotel to rest until early morning that night.
Fortunately, she didn’t have to go home tomorrow.
Zhou Yun set aside a few days, letting Zheng Xiaojue and Liu Yun go explore the nearby areas.
She planned to just rest at the hotel for several days herself.
Zhou Yun didn’t wake up until ten in the morning the next day.
She called Song Chi.
"I’ve wrapped up the filming."
Song Chi said, "I heard, I was just waiting for you to call me. I heard you drank quite a bit last night, feeling dizzy?"
Zhou Yun rolled over on the bed, saying, "Not bad, didn’t drink much, mainly just watched everyone perform."
Song Chi laughed very loudly.
"I heard you won’t be coming back for a few days?"
"Yes, we’re currently in France, it’s not easy coming here, Xiaoju and Xiaoyun have been working with me for so long, I suggested they take this chance to explore the area." Zhou Yun said, "I’ll return to China on Sunday."
Song Chi: "Alright."
Zhou Yun continued, "How about you? What have you been busy with lately?"
Song Chi said, "Me? Mainly busy with company matters."
Zhou Yun: "Well, keep yourself busy, when I get back, you’ll have to spend a few days with me."
"Got it, I’ve already cleared my schedule." Song Chi said gently.
Zhou Yun said, "Then wait for me to come back, bye-bye."
Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yun stretched in relaxation.
It was only then that Zhou Yun felt truly relaxed and comfortable.
"The Female Assassin" was finally finished.
Before completing work, any vacation was fake vacation, as you would always be worrying in your heart, unable to truly relax.
Only this time, the last job was over and the next one hadn’t started yet, this was truly rest.
Zhou Yun didn’t go anywhere that day, just stayed on the hotel balcony reading books.
The gentle breeze was soothing, the weather just right.
Until she discovered that there was actually a paparazzo with a camera shooting her.
Zhou Yun was taken aback.
At first, she thought she was mistaken.
After all, this wasn’t her home country, it was France, there were fans, but she wasn’t so famous that paparazzi would chase her.
Yet the person kept pointing the camera at her, even after she saw it, the person didn’t put it down, then Zhou Yun confirmed it, this was indeed a paparazzo filming her.
Zhou Yun, in a good mood, spread her arms to the person, making a "Wha?" expression.
She meant, you came all the way here to chase me?
When the person finally put the camera down, Zhou Yun was startled again, the paparazzo wasn’t Chinese, but rather a foreigner?
Blonde hair and blue eyes.
Zhou Yun wondered again, maybe this person wasn’t a paparazzo after all, just a foreign man who couldn’t resist photographing a beautiful woman.
