Chasing the Light

The script spread out on the coffee table turned to another page.
Liang Xincheng wrote a line under the long string of lines, followed by the silent recitation in his heart.

His agent Liu Fan pushed the door and came in, but Liang Xincheng did not pay attention to him, his attention was still on the script in front of him.
He didn’t look up until the shutter sounded, Liu Fan smiled at him before putting away his phone.

Liang Xincheng frowned: “What are you doing taking my picture?”

“Don’t worry about this,” Liu Fan sat down next to him and took a glance at the script: “You’re still doing your homework?”

“I’ll join the group next month, so I’ll familiarize myself with it in advance.
We said that we will sign the contract tomorrow, right? What time did you make the appointment?”

“I come here just to talk to you about this…That, the film side seems to have backtracked.
Let’s talk about it slowly, I asked someone to inquire about it, your role is estimated to be cut off.”

Liu Fan’s words were a little tangled.
Aside from this film being a rare good resource, it was definitely unpleasant to have them change their mind like this.
Unfortunately, he himself was not that great, and Liang Xincheng’s popularity was not big enough to make the producer want it to be him.

Liang Xincheng’s hand holding the pen paused.
He lightly pursed the corners of his lips before asking Liu Fan: “Who will replace me?”

“Ding Yao, the newcomer promoted by Shengxing Entertainment.”

Liang Xincheng had never heard of this name: “What does he look like? Do you have a photo?”

Liu Fan reluctantly took out his mobile phone and showed him the Baidu page.
The boy in the photo was in his early twenties, with a round face and big eyes.
He pursed his lips and smiled, revealing a dimple on one side.
He was a completely different type from Liang Xincheng.

“He’s playing the young king? What did the producers think?” The question was asked by Liang Xincheng, but feeling that his question was quite redundant, he let out a laugh.

Even if the look and temperament were not suitable for the lonely and cold protagonist in the film, but as long as there were people to support him, there was no question of not being able to play the role.
The rules of this circle were always the capital.

Liu Fan apparently thought so too, so he gossiped with him casually: “Ding Yao has acted in a movie before.
Shengxing’s own big production.
A new person who came out of nowhere and got the second male lead role.
Tsk, tsk, I heard that he has a close relationship with their company boss, you know.”

Liang Xincheng didn’t gossip much about other people’s business, so he put together the script and didn’t reveal too much about the regret in his heart.
It seemed as if he was used to it.

Liu Fan looked at him as if he had given up completely so he quickly reminded him: “You don’t give up, yet.
The producer side hasn’t said that it is certain that there would be no chance for you.
Let’s not be in a hurry.
They can find a way to get the role, why can’t we? Our company and Shengxing are both investors in this film.
It doesn’t make sense that they have the final say, right? Why don’t…you also go and talk to the big boss? Ask him to come forward?”

It turned out that this was what Liu Fan really wanted to say.
Liang Xincheng was not surprised that his manager would have such an idea.
Just like before, the company gave him the opportunity to audition and the director and producers were so satisfied with his performance that they almost booked him on the spot, but Liu Fan felt he was relying on their big boss’ face.

“There are nearly 100 signed artists in the company, when did the big boss become my manager?”

Liu Fan ignored the sneer between Liang Xincheng’s words and smiled sarcastically, “You are different from others, ah…”

That little ambiguous ridicule in his tone, only a fool couldn’t hear it.

Liang Xincheng didn’t care much.
His eyes fell on the title of the cover of the script and he paused for a moment.
After a while, he said softly, “I’ll try it.”

Liu Fan patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: “Okay, let’s go to the restaurant to eat something, then pack up after eating.
There is a schedule for the afternoon.”

“What with the sudden schedule?” Liang Xincheng was a little dissatisfied.
Liu Fan was an average manager and the work he got for him was messy and often without plans, but he was still polite.
If he really didn’t want to do it, Liu Fan would try his best to push him to do it.
This probably…was also because of the face of the big boss.

“Xia Yuanhang