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Fang Yu was swayed from side to side by her, looking completely bewildered.

"No, what did I do?"

He shrugged, his tone as innocent as could be.

"It's just a few words written and two drawings."

"Did you also offer some health tea to the elderly comrades?"

Liu Yifei was almost choked to death by this understated summary.

She released her grip, staring at him in disbelief, her voice rising several decibels.

"An old comrade?"

"You call those people today... 'old comrades'?"

She felt like her worldview was being rubbed and ground into the ground by Fang Yu.

"Those are Chen Daoming! He Zheng! Zhou Yuanshan! Shen Weimin! Qi Wenhai!"

Liu Yifei rattled off five names in one breath.

Each of them, taken individually, is a well-known figure in the industry.

"These people together can directly determine whether a big-budget S+ production with an investment of over 100 million yuan lives or dies."

"So, in your mouth, you just lump them all together and call them 'old comrades'?"

Fang Yu, instead of feeling nervous seeing her frantic state, found it quite amusing.

He leaned back, sinking into the soft seat and shifting into a more comfortable position.

"Otherwise what?"

"The average age is almost sixty. What else should we call them but 'old comrades'?"

"Should we call them Young Pioneers?"

Liu Yifei opened her mouth.

For a moment, I didn't know where to begin refuting them.

She took a deep breath and forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

"The point isn't the form of address!"

"The focus is on 'The Forbidden City'!"

She stared at Fang Yu and asked, word by word:

"Do you know what it would mean if you actually got the theme song for this documentary?"

Fang Yu blinked.

"What does that mean?"

"Does that mean I can get a substantial production fee?"

"Money! Money! All you ever think about is money!"

Liu Yifei was so angry that she stuck her finger out and poked him on the forehead.

"Is this about production costs?"

"This is your qualification, official endorsement, and your passport to the mainstream!"

She became more and more serious as she spoke, and a faint blush rose to her fair cheeks.

"Once this theme song passes CCTV's review and is officially used in 'The Forbidden City,' your future position in the industry will be completely different."

"The Golden Melody Awards, the Billboard Music Awards, the New Year's Eve galas of various TV stations, and even the Spring Festival Gala."

"With this resume, your name will definitely be given priority consideration under the same conditions."

"While others are still fighting tooth and nail for a spot at a gala, you're already the one who's been actively invited by mainstream media."

"These are completely different concepts, do you understand?"

Fang Yu watched as she seriously planned his future, and the playfulness on his face faded a bit.

Liu Yifei's eyes are very bright.

There wasn't a trace of jealousy in her tone; on the contrary, she was happy for him.

It was as if the person who got this opportunity was not Fang Yu, but herself.

Fang Yu reached out and grasped her finger, which was still poking in mid-air.

With a gentle touch.

Liu Yifei's hand fell into his palm.

"Understood."

Fang Yu answered very seriously this time.

He's lost that carefree attitude he had just displayed.

"However, I think the main reason this was possible today is because of the fairy sister's influence."

Liu Yifei was just about to hear his insightful opinion when she was unexpectedly taken aback by his words.

She froze for a moment.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Fang Yu explained in a very serious manner:

"Without you grinding that pool of ink for me, how could I have written so smoothly?"

"You have no idea how nervous I was."

"As a result, when the brush was dipped into the ink ground by the fairy sister, good heavens, the God of Literature appeared on him, and there was no way to stop it."

Liu Yifei looked at him for a few seconds.

Finally, unable to resist, he muttered something under his breath.

"Glib-tongued."

Despite her verbal expression of disdain, she didn't pull her hand away.

She just let Fang Yu hold it.

The carriage gradually quieted down.

The black Alphard smoothly merged into the evening traffic, the street scene outside the window receding into the distance.

Liu Yifei leaned back in her seat, looking at Fang Yu beside her.

When he left home in the morning, he was carrying a tattered canvas bag, looking like he was going to visit someone at the village entrance.

down one day.

He had everything arranged perfectly: directors from Beijing's elite circles, investment tycoons, CCTV documentary directors, and senior figures from the National Academy of Painting.

Write a few pieces of calligraphy and give away two paintings.

Incidentally, he used a can of wild herbal tea wrapped in medical tape to make the big shots stare longingly at the tin can.

When other people get involved in this kind of situation, they wish they could prepare for it at least two weeks in advance.

Fang Yu is doing well.

The main strategy was to play it by ear, but they ended up winning every game.

The shock in Liu Yifei's heart finally subsided.

What remains is an indescribable sense of peace.

"Fang Yu".

She suddenly turned her head and spoke softly.

"Um?"

"Tell me honestly, how many more amazing skills are you hiding from me?"

Fang Yu turned his head and met her serious gaze.

He then laughed.

"That's too many."

"For example?"

"For example, in addition to my family's traditional foot massage skills, I also know Thai back massage and Chinese bone setting."

Fang Yu solemnly counted on his fingers as he introduced the business.

"The whole package will make you scream with pleasure."

"..."

The profound emotions that Liu Yifei had just begun to cultivate were instantly shattered.

She raised her other hand and pinched Fang Yu's arm hard.

"Stop your nonsense!"

"Ouch...it hurts..."

Fang Yu cried out in pain, but still had a smile on his face.

Liu Yifei glared at him before letting go.

"If you have the time, you should finish the rest of the lyrics for 'The Forbidden City' first."

"Director Shen said that if it's not good enough, it will be sent back for rewriting."

Fang Yu leaned back in his seat, completely unfazed by the situation.

"rest assured."

"Let's go to the Forbidden City the day after tomorrow, and I'll take you for a walk while we're there."

"Once you've finished your walk, you'll have pretty much the words."

Liu Yifei was speechless for a moment.

When others receive special permission to access areas of the Forbidden City that are not open to the public, they are eager to burn incense and bathe, and write an 8,000-word field trip plan in advance.

For Fang Yu, however, it turned into taking his girlfriend for a walk.

If you didn't know better, you'd think he'd made a date at the park downstairs in the neighborhood.

Ironically, when these words came from Fang Yu's mouth, she actually didn't think there was anything wrong with them.

A black Alphard weaves through the evening traffic.

Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of the residential area where Fang Yu lived.

Fang Yu had no plans for the afternoon and prepared to go back to his apartment to rest.

Liu Yifei also had to rush back to Huace to attend a brand conference.

The car door slowly opened.

Before getting out of the car, Fang Yu turned back and shook the hands that the two of them had been holding together.

"Fairy Sister, shouldn't you give my hand back?"

Liu Yifei then realized what was happening and immediately pulled her hand back.

"Get off the bus immediately."

"Don't oversleep and be late the day after tomorrow."

Fang Yu stood outside the car and bent down to look at her.

"rest assured."

"How could I be late for something as important as taking my girlfriend to the Forbidden City?"

"Who went on a tour of the Forbidden City with you? That was called a field trip!"

The car door slowly closed.

Through the gradually narrowing gap, Fang Yu could still see Liu Yifei glaring at him with annoyance, but she was completely harmless.

The Alphard restarted and quickly merged into the traffic.

Fang Yu stood at the entrance of the residential area, watching the car drive away.

He then put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked towards the apartment.

the day after tomorrow.

Areas of the Forbidden City that are not open to the public.

The remaining half of the poem "The Forbidden City" should also be completed.