Entertainment: I just want to be a small screenwriter

"Since you're not curious, why do you want to help me?" This was what Song Yan had been wanting to ask just now.

"Aren't you a celebrity? A celebrity can't just be photographed crying, right?!"

"You know I'm a star?!" Song Yan was even more surprised now.

Although she started filming in 09, it has been four years now.

But in the past four years, she has never had the opportunity to be shown.

It is also because of this that she managed to get a good role today, but she couldn't get it because of unspoken rules, so she ran out by herself, crying alone on the bus.

She was originally an unknown little star that no one knew about.

In the entertainment circle, she is now considered an eighteenth-tier starlet, very marginal.

"I know." Di Li nodded and said, "A small character in the new version of Dream of the Red Chamber."

"Last year's "Misunderstanding Mandarin Duck" also starred in the northern oiran, it seems, I forgot the name."

Di Li doesn't remember too much, but he knows Song Yan, and it seems that it only became popular in 2015.

Oh no, it should be said that she has never been popular, she is an actress with good looks and acting skills.

But she just can't be popular, she just can't compare to those female stars of the same age who are not good at acting, but can be popular.

Song Yan's appearance, figure, and temperament, wearing a cheongsam, is glamorous and beautiful.

She has good looks, strength and temperament, but she doesn't have many good resources.

It was not until 2019 that it gained more attention with "Celebrating More Than Years".

Now, she is still a small eighteenth-line artist. When she learned that Di Li knew her, it was no wonder that Song Yan was so surprised.

"Unexpectedly, someone still knows me." Song Yan was really surprised.

"So, did you help me because I was a star?"

"Moreover, just leave after helping, without leaving your name and contact information."

Song Yan wanted to know why he left so silently just now.

Di Li looked at Song Yan, who was looking at him with warm eyes, and said, "If I leave my name and contact information, is it too obvious that I am not purposeful?"

"It was just a matter of raising your hands."

"For a girl to hide her face and cry bitterly in a place like a bus, she must have been wronged."

"And there are only three possibilities." Di Li was still smart.

"Which three? If you are right, there will be a reward." Song Yan said to Di Li with a smile.

"First, it might be a bit offensive, but it's my own guess; my family members are sick, or something happened in an accident;" Di Li said the offense beforehand, and now Song Yan doesn't feel offended after hearing it.

And I also think Di Li is very personable, knowing that thinking about it casually like this will offend me, so I said it in advance.

"Second, the relationship failed, and I saw my boyfriend cheating and cheating with my own eyes."

"Third, career failure. Since you are a star, the only thing that makes you fail in career is the role that originally belonged to you, which suddenly disappeared; or, a certain producer or director has taken a fancy to you. It implies that you have made some kind of deal, and you disagree, and finally the other party becomes annoyed and cancels your role."

"I can only think of these three reasons why you can hide your face and cry bitterly in places like the bus."

"And in my opinion, the third one is the most likely." Di Li's calm analysis made Song Ye open his mouth and forgot to speak for a moment.

That's right, he really guessed it right.

"How can you be sure it's the third one?" This is what Song Yan didn't understand.

"Because there are two film and television companies near the bus stop where I got on the bus."

"There is a film and television company next to the bus station, and you are a star yourself, and you don't have an agent following you."

"So I thought, you probably didn't have an agent to help you communicate well, and you were almost caught in the unspoken rules."

Di Li's bold analysis made Song Yan feel even more wronged.

I was so thoroughly analyzed by a young man, is it so obvious?

"You look young, how old are you?" Song Yan admitted what Di Li said.

"18." Di Lixi answered Song Yan with words like gold.

"What, you were born in 95?" Knowing that this boy was born in 95, Song Yan suddenly realized that he was getting old...

"You're 89; you're 24." Di Li was very impressed with Song Yan

"How do you even know what year I am?" Song Yan was very speechless, what is this?

Di Li picked up his mobile phone, and Song Yan's information was displayed on the iPhone.

This is what he checked first when he was playing with his mobile phone just now, because he didn't know exactly what year Song Yan was.

"Okay, you win." It turned out that it was checked immediately, and Song Yan was convinced.

"Di Li, 18 years old, you are a senior high school graduate this year, today seems to be the day to fill in the college entrance examination?" Song Yan still remembered this, and asked, "How did you score in the exam?"

"The No. [-] scholar in liberal arts in Shanghai." Di Li's simple words made Song Yan turn his head to look at him.

"I don't believe it." Song Yan felt that he was not so lucky.