Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 514 - 282: From Darkness to Light, Zhao Mingyuan realizes that once the thought of surrender arises, he suddenly feels the world become more open.

Chapter 514: Chapter 282: From Darkness to Light, Zhao Mingyuan realizes that once the thought of surrender arises, he suddenly feels the world become more open.

When the two returned from the restroom and just entered the meeting room, the contrast in everyone’s perception was starkly evident.

Almost everyone’s gaze was fixed on Xu Qingyan, some puzzled, some doubtful, some surprised. All those expressions came together into one attitude: they took him seriously.

After sitting down, the clash that Xu Qingyan had imagined did not occur.

Instead, the always-smiling Director Fang Chu stood up, looking at Xu Qingyan with gentle eyes. The smile on his face was no longer formulaic, and he half-jokingly said,

“Xu Qingyan, did you go out for a smoke?”

The leaders’ facial expressions changed subtly, their thoughts fully reflected in their tones. The same sentence with a different tone carried different meanings, revealing their levels of familiarity or distance.

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“Ah…” Xu Qingyan scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

He hadn’t smoked; it was Gan Wenchang who smoked just now. The two had been chatting outside the men’s restroom. Perhaps they were seen, but had Director Fang gone out as well?

“No matter, young man, having some hobbies is perfectly normal.” Director Fang chuckled, “Your screenplay is quite good; with some revisions, it could be published.”

“That’s also because Director He gave me the opportunity to give it a try.” Xu Qingyan scratched his head, pretending to be modest, and glanced gratefully in He Guojin’s direction.

He didn’t recognize Director Fang but had resolved to stick by He Guojin’s side. He didn’t care whether he had picked the right side or not; without He Guojin, he wouldn’t have had the chance to leap from the entertainment circle into the literary one.

Even though there were plenty of shady dealings in this circle, he had some connections to rely on. Others said the literary circle was difficult, but Xu Qingyan didn’t find it challenging.

If he remembered correctly, He Guojin should be the deputy director. So far, it seemed he wasn’t on the same page as the pot-bellied Director Fang Chu.

“Heh, the new waves push forward the old.” Director Fang continued, “Xu Qingyan, how about you change your seat and come over here? I have some questions…”

Not far away, Zhao Mingyuan suddenly lifted his head upon hearing this. He turned to look at Director Fang incredulously, both shocked and horrified, as a sense of defeat washed over him instantly.

He had been brown-nosing for quite a while without any sign from Director Fang. He thought the leader was cautious, but now he was openly showing goodwill towards Xu Qingyan.

This statement from Director Fang was decisive, and Zhao Mingyuan eventually didn’t stand up. The previous complaints he had loudly voiced now seemed as if they had never happened.

It’s like a dog that only barks in its own territory; as soon as Zhao Mingyuan realized matters were far beyond his control, he wisely chose to stay silent.

But when he looked at Xu Qingyan, his reluctant gaze turned into a soft sigh.

“My Captain, My Regiment”—he too had read it and immediately realized Xu Qingyan’s writing was somewhat rough. Some parts were awkward, not perfect.

But upon careful reading, he was immediately seized with the thought of plagiarism. It also signified that the screenplay was indeed excellent, but in his hands, it would have been more thrilling.

In that instant, Zhao Mingyuan thought of many things but eventually just bowed his head.

“How far have you read?”

“Almost finished, and indeed it’s interesting.”

Such conversations started to emerge throughout the meeting room until someone stood up and blurted out,

“What about the following parts?”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the room erupted into hearty laughter. All present were cultured people, with only one or two female leaders; it was hard not to associate the remark with a double entendre.

“Old Sun, what’s wrong with your ‘down there’?” Another old editor, flipping through the pages, asked cheerfully.

“What nonsense! It stopped at the crucial moment.” The speaker appeared to be around forty years old, wearing black-framed glasses, and turned to look at Director Fang in the center of the room.

“Director Fang, Comrade Xu is not being very righteous, how can he just write half of the screenplay and submit it?”

Director Fang chuckled, “I have not finished reading yet.”

After saying this, he turned and asked Xu Qingyan, “Is that true?”

Xu Qingyan felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this and said, “I thought it might not pass, after all, my skills are limited… if it wasn’t selected, wouldn’t all my effort have been for nothing?”

Upon hearing this, the room burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

The leader named Sun pointed at Xu Qingyan, shaking his head with a helpless smile.

“Sly fox.”

“It’s only natural for a young comrade to be lively in his work; after all, the youth are more pragmatic.” Director Fang smoothed things over and asked Xu Qingyan, “Can you continue with the rest?”

“Yes.”

“How many days do you need?” Director Fang asked further.

Xu Qingyan was taken aback by the question, wondering if this meant he was supposed to finish writing before he could leave. Considering the progress required for the rest, he pondered for a while before answering,

“Three days.”

“Good! Three days then! I will give you three days.” Director Fang readily capitalized on the situation, “During these three days, you can bring up any difficulties, and the organization will help you resolve them.”

“… Yes.” Xu Qingyan was somewhat overwhelmed.

Hearing this, Director Ji Shi’an, who had been ever composed in the meeting room, couldn’t help but narrow his eyes and instinctively turned to look at Director Fang. Director Fang was the one who made the final decisions.

By making this statement, it was essentially the equivalent of giving provisional approval to the screenplay.

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It also meant that Zhao Mingyuan had been given a death sentence, announced so directly in public, which was somewhat cruel for him.

This was an extremely rare situation, especially since Ji Shi’an knew about Director Fang, an old fox who was only interested when there were benefits to be gained. Now he was so proactive.

It seemed that Director Fang had a very high regard for “My Captain, My Regiment” and wanted to claim a share of the credit.

But then again, Ji Shi’an was also quite fond of Xu Qingyan’s screenplay. It had rough writing, but the characters shone, and the plot was full and authentic, its merits outweighing its flaws.

Moreover, once the screenplay was confirmed, it meant that the upcoming days would be more relaxed. It was possible to focus directly on revising the screenplay and discussing the filming, without wasting time in deliberation.