Chapter 234: Chapter 234 Decapitate and Give it to You
Chu Xi clenched her fists tightly and pounded the wall a few times.
Damn it, is Sang Ning intentionally leading others to exclude her?
They had been recording the show together for nearly a month, yet Sang Ning had a private dinner and didn’t even invite her!
And to think she treated Sang Ning to a lavish meal last time—what a loss!
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The dinner location was chosen by Wang Qiuhong, who has a passion for spicy food.
After consulting the other three, and with everyone expressing a strong tolerance for spicy flavors, she decided on a high-end hotpot restaurant in the city.
Though she was just a low-tier actress without much fame, she could still afford to treat the group to an upscale hotpot meal.
Taking advantage of the moment when Wang Qiuhong and Xi Meina went to the restroom to wash their hands, Wen Jiu hurriedly expressed her gratitude toward Sang Ning.
The first person Wen Jiu saw when she woke up in the hospital was Shen Fang, so she instinctively assumed that Shen Fang was the one who had saved her from that group of thugs.
It was only later that Shen Fang told her the first person to arrive on the scene and rescue her was Sang Ning!
Considering how busy Sang Ning was with rehearsals, Wen Jiu didn’t want to disturb her. Over the past two days, she hadn’t been able to find the right moment to properly thank Sang Ning.
"Sangsang, thank you so much. If you hadn’t saved me in time, I don’t even dare to imagine what could’ve happened afterward!" Wen Jiu grasped Sang Ning’s hands, her eyes full of gratitude.
"It was no big deal." Sang Ning didn’t give it much thought.
If it hadn’t been Wen Jiu but another girl in trouble that day, she would have stepped in to help all the same.
In Sang Ning’s presence, she wouldn’t tolerate bullies harassing girls!
"By the way, what’s going on between you and Shen Fang?" Sang Ning abruptly shifted the topic to Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu’s expression faltered for a brief moment. Her lips twitched into a forced smile, looking rather awkward, as though she was concealing something.
"Nothing much. It’s just... like that." Wen Jiu clearly did not want to delve into this subject.
Sang Ning could tell Wen Jiu was intentionally avoiding the topic, and pressing further would be impolite.
"Sorry for being nosy," Sang Ning apologized to Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu patted the back of Sang Ning’s hand. "Let’s not talk about men. Let’s talk about you. Director Qin asked me to pass on a message—he wants to know whether or not you’ll agree to be the female lead in his new film. If you do, you’ll have to join the main production team for a one-month intensive training in the next few days!"
Sang Ning hesitated. She wanted to go, but at the same time, she didn’t.
The training would take up a month, and there wouldn’t be any exposure during that time.
After the training, she’d have to join the crew for filming.
Qin Jiaxiang had very strict requirements. Once she joined his crew, she couldn’t take on other shoots or participate in any variety shows. She’d have to focus completely on the film until it was done.
Sang Ning wasn’t sure if she could afford to take that risk—months without exposure, what would happen to her Weibo follower growth?
"Xiao Jiu, maybe I should pass this time. Director Qin’s film demands are too stringent—it usually takes half a year, even up to a year or two sometimes. I can’t afford to waste that much time." After carefully thinking it over, Sang Ning made her decision and replied to Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu: "That’s not necessary. If you’re the lead, the film will be completed in just two months at most."
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Sang Ning couldn’t believe it. "What? Can the quality of the film be guaranteed under such conditions?"
"Of course! You’re the greatest assurance!" Wen Jiu boosted Sang Ning’s confidence. "This film’s most challenging scenes, which also take up the majority of its runtime, are the female lead’s martial arts sequences. If another actress were cast, she’d probably need at least half a year just for martial arts training.
But you’re different. Your fight scenes are so polished and fluid that they’re even more professional than the martial arts instructors. The training period can be skipped entirely. For the film’s fight scenes, you’d only need to showcase seventy percent of your skills to achieve outstanding results.
The only difficult part is refining your acting under Director Qin’s guidance. That process could be quick or slow—it all depends on your own comprehension."
Having participated in two episodes of *Who’s the Real Actor,* Sang Ning felt she’d grasped the basics of acting. Her next step would be to put it into practice repeatedly.
With a director like Qin Jiaxiang around, it shouldn’t be too hard to reach optimal acting performance.
"Xiao Jiu, maybe I should pass this time. The filming period may be brief, but its release schedule would be slow. I can’t wait that long—I need to make a name for myself within a year and surpass Shen Yi to become the top star!"
In front of Wen Jiu, Sang Ning didn’t shy away from expressing her ambition.
It wasn’t just ambition—it was the foundation she needed to survive in the industry a year from now.
Wen Jiu couldn’t help but chuckle. If anyone else said such a thing, she’d think they were overly impetuous and unrealistic.
But since the person saying it was Sang Ning, it seemed perfectly reasonable.
"If you decide to join the film, it’s highly likely to premiere during the Spring Festival slot next year. Does that schedule work for you?"
Without consulting Director Qin, Wen Jiu confidently made the decision herself.
Once shooting was over, it would mainly be post-production, which could easily be completed within a few months. The only challenge might be funding issues.
But with Hai Chuan, the ridiculously wealthy investor supporting Qin Jiaxiang, funding wouldn’t be a problem at all.
"The Spring Festival viewing rate is huge, right? Plus, Director Qin’s reputation ensures the quality. The opportunity is in your hands. Whether or not the film becomes a hit depends on whether your acting can hold up against such a star-studded production team."
Wen Jiu laid out highly tempting conditions. Any celebrity intent on making a name for themselves wouldn’t turn this down.
"When the film comes out, can my Weibo followers increase by one billion?" Sang Ning asked earnestly. She believed Wen Jiu’s experience in the entertainment industry made her advice worth considering.
Sang Ning suddenly posed an absurd question, catching Wen Jiu off guard.
This girl really had massive ambition—a billion followers on Weibo? She sure dared to dream!
However, Qin Jiaxiang’s film had a high probability of becoming a massive hit, and Sang Ning would undoubtedly rise as the industry’s next top actress because of it.
Gaining a billion Weibo followers would only be a matter of time.
"No problem. A billion followers? If this movie explodes in popularity, even two billion followers wouldn’t be out of the question!" Wen Jiu answered sincerely.
Sang Ning stared directly into Wen Jiu’s eyes, trying to discern any hint of dishonesty.
But Wen Jiu remained composed, letting Sang Ning scrutinize her without a trace of evasion in her gaze.
Still, Sang Ning wasn’t so quick to believe her. "Two billion? Isn’t that a bit too exaggerated?"
"Of course," Wen Jiu admitted, realizing she had gone a bit overboard with her claim.
Just as I thought, Sang Ning mused.
Seeing Sang Ning’s expression change, Wen Jiu quickly added, "Fine, two billion Weibo followers might have been exaggerated. But one billion is absolutely achievable! If your account doesn’t gain a billion followers, I’ll chop my head off and give it to you!"