He Xuran has been staying in the hotel room.
Unlike Yin Linglin, who packed her things and returned immediately, he was also looking forward to a change.
He Xuran didn't know if there would really be any change.
He just didn't want to leave like this.
It wasn't easy to come to the Venice International Film Festival, especially as a lead actor in a film competing in the main competition section—this was the first opportunity He Xuran had since entering the industry.
Now, He Xuran regretted so much that he went to the bar last night.
Because it was his first time attending such a top-tier film festival, He Xuran was excited and happy, so he couldn't help but drag a few people to drink together, unexpectedly running into such bad luck.
He Xuran didn't blame anyone else, he blamed his own bad luck.
But really, is this the end?
The phone suddenly rang.
At the same time, there was a knock on the door.
