It was mid-June, and there were only three days left before Lin Wen was to perform at the National Opera and Dance Theater.
After Lin Wen finished training, during the intermission, the assistant director called him: "Teacher Lin, please come to my office."
Lin Wen was a little stunned. After responding, he wiped the sweat off his face, put on a shirt and black casual pants over his training suit, and went out with his hair wet with sweat.
After the door of the lounge was closed, other dancers who were also taking a break began to whisper.
"Teacher Lin Wen is really amazing. Even Director Li calls him Teacher Lin!"
"He has strong professional skills," said a boy. "At first I thought he looked very arrogant. He showed no expression when the director praised him. I didn't even dare to ask him about the moves. But after communicating with him for the first time, I found that he was actually very easy to talk to and very enthusiastic. He even demonstrated to me on the spot."
"I don't know if Teacher Lin has a girlfriend..."
Before the girl who spoke first finished her words, the boy next to her answered: "I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a boyfriend. A few days ago, I went downstairs and saw a Bugatti - I couldn't walk instantly, and then I saw Teacher Lin Wen, who was walking behind me, got into the Bugatti and kissed the man in the driver's seat."
"I just searched for Bugatti quotes... I'm dead."
"Teacher Lin, I know that International Media has signed a contract with you to reserve the middle seat of the VIP seats for you to use. But the person who wants to reserve this seat this time... is quite influential." Director Li lowered his voice and said, "We can't afford to offend him."
If it were someone else, they would just give up the seat and give some compensation later. But Lin Wen is different. His talent and number of fans give him a certain say in this circle.
Director Li said as he pushed the door open and invited Lin Wen into the office.
There was already a person sitting on the leather sofa with good texture. He looked young, thin, with a shrewd look in his eyes. The first thing he said was, "Lin Wen, right? Ten times, ten times the price of the VIP seat in the center, I'll buy the ticket in your hand."
Lin Wen's pale thin lips opened and closed: "Not for sale."
Director Li: "..."
The person sitting on the sofa sneered and looked up at Lin Wen who was standing at the door.
"Twenty times."
"I said I won't sell it." Lin Wen became impatient.
If they had not reconciled, he would have gone back to rehearsal right after saying that. Because he wanted to keep that ticket for Xie Chenyou - even if Xie Chenyou didn't come, he would reserve a seat and pretend in his heart that he was dancing for Xie Chenyou.
He is not afraid of any so-called "important" person.
But last night, afterwards, Lin Wen was half lying on Xie Chenyou, feeling exhausted all over, and heard Xie Chenyou's faint "hmm".
——Xie Chenyou has already agreed, how could he give the ticket to someone else?
But Director Li reminded him that this person was of great importance, and even if Lin Wen was angry, he didn't want to cause trouble for Xie Chenyou.
Lin Wen thought about Xie Chenyou, stared at the man, and said sincerely: "How about this, I'll pay for all the unsold VIP seats. Except for the middle one, you can sit anywhere you want. Is that okay with you?"
Director Li: "..." He immediately felt that Teacher Lin Wen was different from other dancers.
The man was so angry that he laughed.
"Why the hell do I care about that little money?"
"What a coincidence. I'm not short of money either." Lin Wen's sweat from dancing was all over his body. He wanted to take a shower, but he still suppressed his temper and pretended to be nice to the 'important' person in front of him. "Since you want to book that seat, you must like this stage play. Our stage play has an interactive session with the audience. I will discuss with my partner and let him interact with you on the spot. Do you think it's okay?"
The man tutted, looked at Lin Wen who was neither humble nor arrogant in front of him, and finally began to look him in the face. He said, "Director Li, please step out for a moment. I need to talk to Mr. Lin Wen alone about something."
Director Li hurried out and closed the door behind him.
The man walked up to Lin Wen and lowered his voice and said, "In that case, I have also made it clear to you that our company recently wants to cooperate with Youxiang Company. I heard that one of their directors likes your stage performance. Therefore, we want to reserve two of the best seats for him. The interaction off the stage that you just mentioned is also fine, but you have to go down and interact yourself."
Lin Wen: "..."
He already knew who this person was talking about—Liu Henian.
Seeing that Lin Wen didn't say anything and had a complicated look on his face, the man said, "Now you know how powerful it is, right? That's Youxiang Company - I'll give you an extra 500,000 yuan, and you can go down and interact with them."
Lin Wen: "..."
However, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
Lin Wen suddenly wasn't in a hurry to go back to training. He took out his phone and said, "I don't want half a million. I'll time you. If you praise Youxiang Company for 30 minutes, I'll go off the stage to interact. You know, originally only my colleagues will interact, so mine counts as an extra."
The person in front of me: "......???"
Lin Wen looked at him without blinking: "Speak, if you can speak, then speak more."
The person in front of me: "......???"
Director Li saw that Lin Wen was also a straightforward person, and was worried that the two would quarrel in the office. Unfortunately, the office was well soundproofed, and no one outside could hear anything. The office door opened ten minutes later, and the young man with a prominent background and a domineering personality called Lin Wen "Brother Lin" all the time, and he was very happy.
"Brother Lin, thank you for not bearing grudges..."
"Brother Lin, I won't disturb your training. Take care."
Lin Wen felt like he was floating in the air during the second half of the dance. His performance was amazing.
——Words praising Xie Chenyou are so pleasant to the ears.
After the training, a teammate praised him: "Teacher Lin Wen, you are so amazing. That jump just now was so cool! So handsome!"
Lin Wen was in a good mood and responded to them with a smile: "It all depends on the strength of the waist."
"Ah, how do you train? Just like training your abdominal core in the gym? Does Teacher Lin Wen also train when he gets home at night?"
Lin Wen: "..." He thought about the navel orange last night. It was so tiring. He felt like he was being forced to play with colors.
Lin Wen's earlobes gradually turned red. He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, that's the key. I have to practice it when I get home," and then quickly left the scene.
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