I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

The ride-hailing car stopped at the entrance of the old street, and Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei got out.

Today, Tian Xiwei wore a pink floral dress. A gentle breeze blew, and the hem of the dress swayed irregularly, like cherry blossoms in full bloom in spring.

The old street was quiet in the morning.

There weren't many tourists. Two old men were playing chess on the street corner, with a radio playing Peking Opera next to them.

A calico cat was lying on the doorstep, basking in the sun with its eyes half-closed. It didn't even flinch when it heard the four people passing by, completely ignoring them.

The four walked along the stone path. After a few steps, Xia Ziyi suddenly exclaimed "Wow!" and quickly ran to the glass window of a shop.

"This store is so beautiful!"

It was a cultural and creative gift shop, with all sorts of exquisite little items piled up behind the window—nightlights made of seashells, ceramic cups shaped like whales, hand-painted postcards, and various styles of quicksand bottles…

As I pushed open the door, the wind chimes on the door tinkled a few times, and the shop was filled with a faint citrus scent.

Xia Ziyi teleported to the area where the postcards were displayed and looked at them one by one, occasionally exclaiming, "So pretty!" and "So cute!"

Seeing this, Xu Anan followed without making a sound. On the surface, she was giving Xia Ziyi advice on postcards, but her attention never left her "Cheng Guangxiwei".

Tian Xiwei and Cheng Che both stood in front of the shelf displaying the boats in bottles, bending down slightly in the same way to examine the various boats inside.

"Do you like the 'White Pearl'?" Tian Xiwei suddenly asked.

She noticed that the bottle Cheng Che was staring at contained a delicate miniature "White Pearl".

"Huh?" Cheng Che was slightly taken aback. "What is the 'White Pearl'?"

"That bottle in front of you contains the 'White Pearl'," Tian Xiwei explained patiently.

"Oh, I see." Cheng Che exclaimed in realization, "So this bottle contains the 'White Pearl'!"

"Yeah, yeah."

What was the purpose of the "White Pearl"?

"...Captain Mike's ship, haven't you seen the movie 'Pirates of the Caribbean'?" Tian Xiwei asked in surprise.

"No." Cheng Che shook his head.

"Then why were you staring at it so intently?"

"Oh, I was just wondering how this ship got in there," Cheng Che said seriously.

His expression was very serious, as if he were saying: Oh my God, look at this question, it is so worthwhile to explore in depth!

"..."

Tian Xiwei turned and walked into the jewelry section.

Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!

[I dare not laugh. Once, when I went on a date with Crush to a gift shop, he didn't seem interested in anything else, but he stared at the boat in the bottle for a long time. I thought he liked it, so I secretly bought it for him. But he said at the time that he was just wondering how the boat got into the bottle…]

The reactions of men across the country seem unusually unified.

On the shelf was a hand-woven bracelet, made of colorful rope and decorated with various carefully polished seashells.

Tian Xiwei bent down, picked up a blue one, looked at it in her palm, and thought it was very pretty.

I picked up a beige one, held it up to the light, and thought it looked really good.

She hesitated.

"Which of these two looks better?" Tian Xiwei then looked at Cheng Che.

Cheng Che glanced at the two bracelets on her wrists and said, "They look about the same."

"You'd look great in them," he added casually.

Tian Xiwei remained silent, clutching both bracelets tightly in her hands, preparing to pay the bill together later.

[What?! Did Che-ge suddenly become intelligent?!]

[No, shouldn't the sentence end after the first half? Where did the second half come from?]

I don't think it's necessarily because he's become more intelligent; it's just that Che-ge casually spoke the truth.

The impact of a straight man's unintentional compliment on a girl is immeasurable...

Tian Xiwei wandered around for a while, but didn't see anything that particularly interested her.

Holding two bracelets, she casually walked to the front desk to pay the bill.

When she was paying, she noticed a row of different scented diffusers on the shelf next to the counter.

She walked over, picked up the aromatherapy diffusers one by one, and smelled them closely. There were citrus, lavender, fig...

She suddenly caught a familiar scent—a very soft and light lemon scent, mixed with a hint of floral fragrance that she couldn't name.

This smells... kind of like the sunscreen spray she used today.

She thought for a moment, picked up the bottle of aromatherapy, and paid for it along with the two bracelets.

Turning around, he noticed that Cheng Che was staring blankly at a pile of quicksand bottles... and the price list below.

Based on her understanding of Cheng Che, Tian Xiwei reasonably guessed that he was probably wondering to himself why a bottle of sand could sell for tens of yuan.

No, what idiot would spend tens of dollars on a bottle of sand... Staring at the price list in front of him, Cheng Che smiled disdainfully to himself.

He straightened up, ready to see what his other three accomplices were doing.

As soon as I turned around, a faint lemon scent wafted over.

Tian Xiwei had somehow appeared behind him and handed him a small glass bottle.

"for you."

Cheng Che took it and looked down—it was a bottle of lemon-scented aromatherapy essential oil.

He paused for a moment, looked up at Tian Xiwei, his expression a little confused, as if asking: Is it for me?

"This scent is quite similar to the sunscreen spray I use. Didn't you say it smelled nice?" Tian Xiwei blinked. "It happens to be lemon scented, which can be refreshing."

"Aren't you an online novelist? If you feel sleepy at work at night, you can put this next to you as a thank you gift for yesterday," she said.

The "thank you gift" she mentioned was naturally the ginger soup from yesterday.

After she finished speaking, she took two steps forward and went to the door to wait for Xia Ziyi and Xu Anan.

Cheng Che stood beside the shelf displaying the quicksand bottles, looking down at the light yellow aromatherapy bottle in his hand.

The glass bottle, about half the size of my palm, felt cool to the touch, with a faint lemon scent. The smell was indeed somewhat similar to the sunscreen spray I used in the morning…

Cheng Che carefully put away the aromatherapy diffuser and looked up at the doorway.

Tian Xiwei lowered her head slightly as she put on the bracelet she had just bought on her left hand.

Her right foot, clad in canvas shoes, gently kicked a small pebble off the cobblestone path, causing the floral-patterned skirt to sway lightly at her ankle.