Huayu: Enjoy Yourself

Chapter 61 Dimensional Reduction Attack

Chapter 61 Dimensional Reduction Attack

Chen An didn't drink; only Zeng Li was drinking, and she had to drive later. β™¨πŸš βž…βΎπ’Κ°π“€Χ.𝐂𝕆𝐦 πŸβ™—

Zeng Li, who seemed a little drunk, showed Chen An a side of herself that was different from usual, and her smile became even brighter.

In his memory, she always seemed to be a dull, quiet girl who seemed to be hiding something.

I was a bit silly when I auditioned for "My Sassy Girl".

In truth, Chen An knew Ye Menqing perfectly well; he wasn't some anime protagonist.

He's so lazy and silly.

If you say it was unintentional when you held someone's hand today, that would definitely be a lie.

The other party thought they had hidden it well, but Chen An had already sensed it long ago.

But it was precisely because of this that Chen An remained indecisive.

As for Yu Jinghong, Chen An couldn't quite put his finger on it. It seemed more like they were mutually benefiting, and there was no difference between them leaving and returning at any time.

Like a gust of wind, two intertwined leaves dance and flutter in the air.

But it was only a temporary union; once the wind stopped, it would dissipate.

However, Zeng Li and Chen An were much more cautious, lingering at the door, seemingly hesitant and a little scared.

Chen An knew himself; he was like an animal, and to him, remaining faithful to one person was just bragging.

In this glamorous and extravagant circle, if Chen An wants to climb to the top, he will attract countless admirers.

What kind of cadre can withstand such a test?

Now, even though he's just a big director, countless actresses he doesn't even know hand him cards.

Once Chen An catches up with the plan's development, who knows what it will look like.

A young girl's heart is pure, like a pure white gardenia; Chen An's heart is also pure, like a tulip.

So Chen An stood in front of the door without pushing it open.

After they finished eating, Chen An helped Zeng Li into the car.

In the dim night, with car headlights flashing by, Zeng Li sat in the passenger seat, watching everything outside the window.

The car kept weaving through the road. Zeng Li thought about many things, and a surge of courage suddenly welled up inside her, but it quickly died down.

"Brother An, if the movie is released, will I become famous like Sister Yu?" Zeng Li, sitting in the passenger seat, asked out of the blue.

Chen An was taken aback when he heard the question, then turned his head and bumped into Zeng Li's eyes, who was staring at him with her eyes wide open: "Why do you ask this?" What he was going to say as an answer turned into a question in return.

Zeng Li, whose breath carried a faint scent of alcohol, paused for a moment before speaking her mind: "Then I can be just like Sister Yu."

The words that followed were spoken softer and softer until Chen An could no longer hear them.

"She is her, and you are you. That will not change, nor does it need to change." Chen An knew this without even hearing what followed.

On the contrary, I'm a little curious: is my relationship with Yu Jinghong really that obvious?

I always thought I had hidden it quite well.

In the end, Chen An sent her back to school. He couldn't very well take her home; given her condition, Chen An could develop several kinds of knowledge from her.

This kind of thing is all about mutual consent. There's no need to take advantage of someone in distress. Besides, what kind of person is Chen An? Does he need to take advantage of someone in distress? It's more likely that someone else is taking advantage of him.

After getting off the bus, Chen An escorted the other person into the campus, since they recognized him outside the gate anyway.

Just as Chen An was about to say goodbye when they reached the dormitory building, Zeng Li suddenly hugged him.

The 1.7-meter-tall woman nestled in Chen An's arms, her forehead resting just on Chen An's lips, her nose being gently brushed by the long hair on her head.

A delicate fragrance, tinged with a hint of alcohol, wafted into Chen An's nose.

The cool evening breeze of April rustled the surrounding trees as the two embraced under the bright white light.

Chen An couldn't help but reach out and hug the other person tightly: "Even if you're hugging me this tightly, I still won't take you home tonight."

"I don't want to go home with you, just hug me." Zeng Li, nestled in Chen An's arms, couldn't see her face, but her voice still came from within his embrace.

There was a hint of self-abandonment in her expression, and the way she held Chen An seemed to tighten her grip even more.

The two continued to hug each other, and after a while, Chen An saw that Zeng Li hadn't let go. It wasn't right to just keep hugging like this.

"Haven't you hugged me enough yet? If you don't go upstairs, your dorm doors will be closing soon." Chen An, who had the other person's head close to his nose, lifted his head and freed his right hand from holding the other person.

As he spoke, he stroked the other person's long hair, as if he were touching their head.

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The other person seemed stunned, still burying their head in Chen An's arms.

Seeing that the other party still did not respond, Chen An had a solution: "Not going to speak? Then you're finished." After saying that, Chen An flexed his well-trained right hand.

It nimbly turns downwards from above, moving slowly and gradually until it finds a landing spot, then gently pinches it a few times.

"No!" Zeng Li then decided to let go of Chen An and gently pushed him away.

She took a step back and shyly covered her buttocks, looking at Chen An with a face full of shame.

Chen An ignored her expression, reached out his right hand and patted her head, saying with a smile, "Alright, go back quickly and get some sleep."

When the other person suddenly rushed upstairs, Chen An took out his right hand and made a pinching motion, then suddenly smiled unconsciously.

After Zeng Li ran upstairs and composed herself, she was immediately captured by her roommates as soon as she entered the dormitory.

"Tell me honestly, wasn't that Director Chen?"

"That's right, we've been looking at you for ages, aren't you tired after hugging you for so long?"

"Hehe, how far have you gotten with Pear? Have you won him over yet? I've already sent you back to your dorm."

Surrounded by her roommates, Zeng Li had no idea that they had all been watching what had just happened.

And after watching for so long, based on Zeng Li's understanding, the whole class should know soon enough.

Seeing that Zeng Li remained silent, her roommates, led by Qin Hailu, grabbed her and said, "You're not going to talk, are you? Confess now, or we'll torture you!"

While talking, she led her other roommates to touch Zeng Li's body.

"Hey, no, no, I'll tell you everything!" Although Zeng Li struggled desperately, she still couldn't escape the clutches of evil.

the next day.

Chen An, who was out buying groceries after getting up, could hear the theme song of "Titanic" everywhere on the street: "My Heart Will Go On".

Chen An had no idea where they got the discs from.

However, this also shows that Titanic has become a phenomenon.

Even when Chen An went to the supermarket, he could hear some young people discussing this movie.

A few days later, decorations and themes related to "Titanic" appeared on the streets.

Anyway, it seems that all over the country knew about this movie overnight.

Everyone was talking about this movie, and then it got even more outrageous, not just because of the extremely long time-lapse key.

Subsequently, many schools and institutions began planning to introduce large-scale screenings.

It completely ignited the entire nation of China, crushing all those domestic films. It could not break an iceberg, but it shattered everything except the iceberg.

"Brother, it's good that you had the foresight." After witnessing the terrifying power of this giant ship, Han Sanping also called to express his gratitude.

It's not just about the results, but also about the subsequent actions; the extended runtime also led to many institutions and schools spontaneously watching the film.

How terrifying for an imported film.

Although I've been through my fair share of Hollywood movies before, this is the first one that's this awesome.

Chen An had expected this, but he hadn't anticipated such a powerful publicity campaign: "Don't say anything more. Although I had expected it, it really is a bit too much."

I had only heard about this story in my past life, but I only felt its terror when I experienced it firsthand.

It would be no exaggeration to say that the streets were deserted as everyone flocked to the area.

The whole country is talking about a movie, the last one being "Shaolin Temple," only much longer ago.

Movies are not a necessity of life, but for those who love them, they are everything and a pillar of their spirit.

People who don't care or even understand won't be affected; life will go on as usual, and they'll be no different.

When a movie becomes a symbol of a popular trend, its explosive success is predictable.

Recently, discussions about "Titanic" can be heard in every corner of the streets and alleys, and its box office is creating one miracle after another.

It broke the box office record of "True Lies" in just three weeks of release, and has already exceeded 100 million.

And it continues to climb at an unabated rate, sweeping across the entire market!

I've been debating whether to write a typical entertainment novel heroine or something different; I've never really been sure. Writing about a girl with fangs would be much simpler.

(End of this chapter)

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