The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 83: Hipster disease breaks out?

“Some things look shiny and bright, but when you peel them apart, you’ll see they’re completely rotten.”

"At this point you think, 'I don't want this, so it's fine,' but when you peel off the other parts, it's still a mess."

"After a few times, I suddenly realized that everything looks the same, so...where can I escape to?"

Gao Yuanyuan leaned back in the chair, shaking the wine glass in her hand, and said to Xu Jiuyang with a dazed look.

She said she was looking at him, but her gaze was unfocused and she didn't know where it was focused.

"Well...how should I put it? Where there is darkness, there must also be light. Human nature is dark, but human nature is also beautiful..." Xu Jiuyang chose his words carefully, feeling quite strange at the same time.

I know that the relationship in their small group is very good, but it is a bit exaggerated to be so close now, which makes people feel... unreal.

"You must comfort Yuanyuan. She went to Shanghai to sign her last book. I accompanied her there and saw with my own eyes how she was ostracized and harassed by a few so-called literary elders. They had no manners at all.

And that Han Han, a little brat, just knows how to cling to her. Even when Yuanyuan clearly told him that she had no interest in him, he still pretended to be so. He was like this in Beijing and he was still like this in Shanghai."

If Li Dabai hadn't told him to go to bed early and not to think too much at the end, he would really have thought that someone over there was playing his girlfriend.

This is probably why he would feel from time to time that Gao Yuanyuan was CPUing Li Xiaoran and the others.

But the same thing goes, I have never seen anyone who controls others without caring about his own interests.

I don't understand, I really don't understand. Just like now, Da Meiyu is obviously suffering from a hipster syndrome, but she only acts hipster sometimes, and it's far from the point of having a severe illness.

"Do you think I'm pretentious?" Gao Yuanyuan suddenly asked.

"Hmm...how should I put this?" Xu Jiuyang scratched his head. Before he could finish his sentence, the other party leaned in front of him and said, "Do you think that there are still many people in this world who don't have enough to eat, and many people who are busy making a living and have no time to worry about other things, so I am complaining for no reason?"

She was leaning very close to him, and since she had been drinking, he could almost smell the alcohol on her breath. Her pretty face was flushed, and her slightly narrowed eyes looked long and narrow, with a kind of charm that was not usually seen.

Xu Jiuyang's heart skipped a beat. He strained his throat to control his emotions, then spoke calmly, "It's perfectly normal. Feelings of sadness and melancholy are inevitable for those involved in literature. As long as you don't make the mistake of 'Why not eat meat?', a bit of affectation once in a while is perfectly acceptable."

Da Meiyuan looked at him intently for a few minutes, then stood up, took out a can of Coca-Cola from the snack cabinet in the hotel suite, opened it with a snap, and poured it into the glass of red wine.

"Then have another drink with me," she handed the remaining Coke to Xu Jiuyang, "I've already had three, and you haven't even finished one."

Xu Jiuyang smiled awkwardly: "Sister Yuanyuan, how can you pour Coke after drinking red wine... I mean you should pour Sprite."

Facing Dameiyuan's face that clearly showed "unhappiness", he changed his words in a sincere manner.

"I just checked, there's no Sprite in the room, only Coke." Gao Yuanyuan shook her head, "But they're both soda, so mixing them together shouldn't make a difference."

"Well, it is said that winemakers spend a lot of effort to separate the sugar from the wine. If we drink it like this, is it a waste of food?" Xu Jiuyang then said, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Then Da Meiyuan looked at him with a strange look in her eyes: "They make their wine, we drink ours. Can't we drink the wine as we like after buying it? Do we have to drink it according to the rules of wine?"

"Well...Sister Yuanyuan is right." Xu Jiuyang responded with a smack of his lips.

He was very surprised that she actually had such an understanding. It didn't seem like something that could be cultivated in this environment, and it didn't fit the stereotype of her previous life. For a moment, Xu Jiuyang looked at Da Meiyuan with a little more curiosity.

After a long sigh, Gao Yuanyuan sat down next to him, suddenly becoming a little depressed. "You know, when I was publishing 'Beauty at War,' I was harassed by a member of the Writers' Association. So I deliberately took the time to follow him, catch him doing something scandalous, and then set a trap. In the end, he not only honestly helped me, but also thanked me for covering it up."

"what?"

"Similarly, I specifically sought out an opportunity to contact TVB to sell the novel copyright. To do this, I even deliberately lost the invitation letters of several screenwriters so that they could not go to the scene, so I filled this position."

"what?"

"Also, I have a friend whom I've always liked and we get along very well, but she always wants a passionate relationship, but her judgment is always terrible. So, I always follow her around, trying to find ways to ruin her relationships."

"what?"

After rambling on like this for a long time, Da Meiyuan finally fell silent. She drank the red wine and cola mixture in her hand in one gulp before looking at Xu Jiuyang again: "Am I a bad woman?"

Xu Jiuyang almost cried out "Ah". In the beginning, he actually listened carefully, but the more he listened, the more he wanted to yawn.

Are you acting as a detective, gathering intelligence and then using it to manipulate the members of the Writers Association? Are you acting as a thief, stealing a few screenwriter invitations to make room for yourself?

Sister, although these stories are interesting, they are too exaggerated and inappropriate when applied to you.

However, when asked this question, he was shocked to realize that what she said before was not entirely exaggerated. It is very likely that she mixed in some words that she usually wanted to say but did not dare to say.

"Well...bad guys and good guys are not that easy to define..." Xu Jiuyang replied after thinking about it.

This answer obviously did not impress Gao Yuanyuan. She still stared at him blankly, and there was even a hint of sadness between her brows.

Xu Jiuyang sighed, then changed his tone to a serious one: "Sister Yuanyuan, a girl like you, even if you become a bad person, you can't be that bad."

Then her eyes gradually turned red, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, which made Xu Jiuyang's heart skip a beat. He had to pretend to pick up the cup to hide his emotional fluctuations.

The fragility displayed by Da Meiyu at this moment makes people want to hold her in their arms and protect her.

"Sister Yuanyuan, it's getting late, how about..." Xu Jiuyang put the cup on the table and sat back down.

The next second he wanted to slap himself. Why was he still sitting back down at this time? Even if he couldn't find an excuse to do something else, he should at least change places.

At this moment, a hand reached out and turned his face away, and then his mouth was blocked.

It was not until they separated that the dizzy Xu Jiuyang finally reacted. He found that he didn't know when his upper body had fallen down, and Da Meiyuan was riding on him.

She looked down at him with a dazed look, and rubbed his chest with her hands.

"Cooperate with me, okay?" Gao Yuanyuan said softly, then leaned down and kissed him again.

As a hand slid down his lower abdomen, Xu Jiuyang, who was trapped in the whirlpool, tensed his body.

(End of this chapter)