The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 42 What kind of circle is Yuan
"Excuse me, is this Unit 6, Room 8-2, Ma Dong... or Yuan Fang's home?" After looking around outside the compound, Xu Jiuyang came to the window of the guard room and asked. As a result, he almost got his tongue tied because he spoke so smoothly.

"Who is it?" asked the old man sitting inside.

"Unit 6, 8-2, Yuan Fang." Xu Jiuyang repeated, "Yuan as in Yuan Longping, Fang as in fragrant."

"Yuan Fang?" The old man thought carefully, "I've never heard of such a person?"

"Huh?" Xu Jiuyang was stunned. "How could that be? Every time I write a letter, I send it here, right?"

"I don't know about this. I don't care about this." The old man shook his head, but did not leave it alone. Instead, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Old Liu, it's me. There's a young man here. He said he's looking for Yuan Fang from Unit 6, Room 8-2. Do you know her?" he asked loudly. "I think her last name is Li."

After a moment, he said, "Okay, okay, I understand."

"Young man, wait a moment." The old man said this after hanging up the phone, and then dialed the number again.

"Thank you for your help." Xu Jiuyang responded, feeling a little strange. Could it be that classmate Yuan Fang was also using a pseudonym?

The reason why I wanted to use the weekend to meet Yuan Fang was, on the one hand, because I had already come to Beijing and it was very convenient for me to see her, unlike before when I had to travel all over the country; on the other hand, her letter was sent to the school and then forwarded to her home.

Now, there are only two ways to get this letter: either ask my mother to read it out over the phone, or ask her to send it to Beijing.

Neither of them is a good choice. Since it is a private letter, how can I let my mother read it on the phone? Although the two of them basically discussed literature in the letter, Yuan Fang would occasionally talk about other things, such as complaining about certain people and things.

As for the second one, don't even mention it. Wait until two years later, when it is already a done deal for me to make a living outside, then it will be okay to reveal my address in Beijing.

Now? Dad would definitely come to the capital in a rage and try to take him back.

In this case, he could only explain to Yuan Fang in person. After all, in the previous letter, she boasted that TVB had bought the copyright of "Beauty at War", and at the same time expressed her intention to write another palace fighting novel with a similar theme, and hoped to continue discussing it with him.

"Please wait a moment, they will be down soon." The old man said to Xu Jiuyang after he finished the call.

Xu Jiuyang could only say "oh" and continue to stay at the door. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long this time.

"Hey, let me see who's here?" A cheerful voice came over, sounding somewhat familiar, and then a girl with shiny white skin was seen jumping in front of him.

"Classmate Li Lei, do you still recognize me?" She put her hands behind her back, leaned forward with a smile, and put her face in front of him.

"Hmm..." Xu Jiuyang was speechless. The girl in front of him was so familiar and yet so strange that he couldn't believe it. What's more, she was wearing a loose round-necked shirt. When she leaned forward, her white wealth was almost visible.

"Have I seen you in some TV series before?" he asked tentatively.

"Oh, sure," the girl in front of him blinked, her bright smile very cute, "Then what's my name, Li Lei?"

"This..." Xu Jiuyang grinned, but was speechless again.

From what I remember, her name should be Tao Xiaohe, but... Tao? Tao? Li! Small? Big! He... He... Black? White! Who the hell came up with this nickname?
"Okay," the girl in front of him said, looking a little disappointed, but she quickly extended her hand cheerfully. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Xiaoran, and I'm an actress."

"It turns out to be... Sister Xiaoran." Xu Jiuyang pretended to be suddenly enlightened, but he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

He recognized her the moment he saw her. In fact, he had noticed a resemblance between her and Li Xiaoran at a science fiction convention in Chengdu three years ago. It was just that she was wearing ugly makeup back then, so he didn't think much of it. And besides, why would Li Xiaoran come to a place like this?
As for now, how should I put it? Unless they are together day and night, ordinary people will be stunned when they see a celebrity, and they can't be sure whether the other person is the one they think he is.

Despite many thoughts running through his mind, he still maintained a polite handshake with the other party: "Let me reintroduce myself. Li Lei is my pen name, and my real name is Xu Jiuyang."

"Oh?" Li Xiaoran showed a curious look, "Does this pen name have any meaning?"

Have you returned all your high school courses to the teacher? Xu Jiuyang complained in his heart, but still smiled slightly on the surface: "Because of the English textbook, Sister Xiaoran."

"Huh? Ah!" Li Xiaoran finally remembered and pointed at him in surprise. "You writers really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. Coming up with pen names is so complicated."

As expected, Yuan Fang was indeed a pen name. Xu Jiuyang's eyes flashed with understanding. Who could it be, then? Could it be someone other than Xie?

Then I saw Li Xiaoran took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Yuanyuan, it's me. Guess who came to our compound to look for me?

Wow, that's so accurate! Did you make an appointment with him a long time ago?
Do you think I believe it or not?

Okay, okay, I'll take him to the Fountain Café now, come quickly. Oh, and one more thing, Li Lei is a pen name, the handsome boy's real name is Xu Jiuyang.

Yuanyuan, are you listening? No problem, we'll wait for you. "

After putting away her phone, Li Xiaoran immediately waved to Xu Jiuyang, "Let's go. There's a pretty good coffee shop nearby. Let's go there and wait for Yuanyuan. She lives over at the Aviation Compound, so it'll take at least 20 minutes to get here."

Xu Jiuyang didn't mind at first, but after hearing these words, he took a deep breath.

If she was just called "Yuanyuan," it would be fine. After all, you can't tell the difference between "Yuanyuan" and "Yuanyuan" just by listening to the voice. But if she's called "Yuanyuan" and lives in an aviation compound... Holy shit, is Da Meiyuan writing a novel? And not only is it a success, but she even has a part in it?!

Xu Jiuyang rubbed his forehead, trying hard to drive the absurd feeling out of his mind. While dealing with the chattering Li Xiaoran, he came to the coffee shop.

"So, the handsome boy is now a migrant worker in Beijing, um, I mean, he comes to BJ to work?" Li Dabai asked with a smile after ordering a latte.

"Sister Xiaoran, you can call me Xiaoyang," Xu Jiuyang said embarrassedly, "It always feels weird."

"How can you live in BJ if you're so thin-skinned?" Li Xiaoran teased, but still accepted the name. "Is Xiaoyang still writing science fiction?"

"I'm still writing. I publish a short story or novella every year, but I plan to write a novel next." Xu Jiuyang said, "Of course, I can't compare to... Mr. Yuan."

"Don't be so self-deprecating, Yuan... Yuanyuan often tells me that if it weren't for the advice you gave her in your letters, she wouldn't have been able to write a work like 'Beauty at War,'" Li Xiaoran said with a sigh. "Let me tell you, ever since this novel was published, all my old friends have called me, asking for my autograph."

"Yuan's writing style still has room for improvement, but even without my suggestions, he would have done an excellent job in story structure." Xu Jiuyang said this sincerely.

(End of this chapter)