HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

As the sun rises at eight o'clock in the evening, the hustle and bustle of the day has faded away, and the pulse of nightlife begins to beat.

But in the dead of winter, there aren't many people out strolling around, let alone in old residential areas where few people come.

On the street, the bright yellow streetlights flickered, illuminating the three people chatting and laughing as they strolled along the road.

Yifei looked up at the sky, breathing out small breaths, wisps of white mist coming from her red lips, which disappeared again in a gust of wind.

She paused, seemingly having had enough fun, and turned to look at Big Wood: "Speaking of which... recording songs isn't that difficult!"

Xiang Nan glanced at her flushed face and silently quickened his pace: "Of course it's not difficult. With a good sound engineer, you can even sing off-key at will."

"Then why distinguish between professional and amateur singers? Just hire a sound engineer, and anyone can become a big star!"

"Hehehe..." These words made Liu's mother, who was standing to the side, laugh.

"Sissi, if that's really the case, whether you're lip-syncing or cheating with the sound mixing, you'll be exposed eventually, right? Just like acting, if you act well, you act well, and the audience always sees through it!"

"Yes, Aunt Liu is right."

Xiang Nan's straight man joke made Liu's mother laugh again: "Hehehe... I just have a humble opinion."

Just as Xiang Nan was about to say a few more words of praise to her, he caught a glimpse of a certain Qian out of the corner of his eye.

She pouted, kicked her feet, and her eyelids fluttered.

He immediately understood; this was because they had neglected the little cutie.

"I think Aunt Liu is actually very insightful about life. You can see that from how you raised Qianqian to be so well-mannered and knowledgeable. After all, like mother, like daughter!"

"Haha, Xiao Nan, you're going too far. But Xixi is indeed very outstanding; she's always been my pride!"

Liu's mother was happy.

Xiang Nan glanced at her again and saw that Qian, who had been kicking her feet in a sullen mood, was now jumping around happily. Her eyes were darting around, and she seemed to be thinking about something quirky and mischievous.

However, the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his secret delight.

"Hey! We're here!"

Yifei's eyes lit up.

In front of me is an old-fashioned barbecue restaurant on a street in an old residential area, with an old neon sign, an old tarpaulin shed, old square tables, and...

And there's the mature Zhu Yawen!

"Oh, the wealthy lord has arrived! This humble servant greets you, sir!"

"Ha, you'd better be referring to the character '爷' (yé), which has the 'woman' radical!"

Zhu Yawen stood there for five or six seconds, until he heard snickers from Qianqian in front of him and the people behind him, before he finally came to his senses!

"Hey—I'm telling you, big guy!"

"Big blockhead!" Yifei added.

Zhu Yawen was taken aback, then looked up at Xiang Nan: "Uh, 'Big Wooden Head' is actually quite a nice nickname, isn't it?"

He trembled as soon as he said those words and turned to look at Liu's mother.

To his surprise, Liu's mother merely frowned and then glared at him.

Huh? Staring at me?

I wasn't the one who kidnapped your daughter, was I? I'm completely innocent!

"Here it is, you four!"

"Here comes Yangyang, accept my merciless icy hand!" Yifei ran happily to the table, reaching out to burrow into Zhou Yang's neck.

"Aaaaaah... Help!"

Liu's mother shook her head and chuckled, then followed her daughter's steps.

Seeing that Liu's mother had let him go, Zhu Yawen went to Xiang Nan's side and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, you're the one!"

Xiang Nan rolled his eyes.

"You can't even pronounce it properly, it's just like how I used to pronounce Cantonese words, it's like a bull's head fighting a horse's mouth!"

After saying this, Xiang Nan turned and left, leaving Zhu Yawen standing alone in the wind, stunned.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

……

Nine o'clock at night, on Chaoyang Street.

The signboard for Lao Yang Lamb seemed to have gone awry, flickering twice before becoming "Bi Yang Lamb". A small grill sat on a wooden table covered with plastic, and the aroma of charcoal fire mixed with cumin wafted out of the tent, eliciting a few barks from dogs in the distance.

Xiang Nan glanced at the drafty tent window, got up and pulled down the heavy windproof curtain. Suddenly, he pulled the curtain up again and looked down at something in the shop.

Then he turned and left.

"Hey! Where are we going? The barbecue is almost ready!"

"I'll be right back."

Zhu Yawen looked away, shrugged, and muttered "weirdo" under his breath.

After Xiang Nan left, the tent fell silent. Yi Fei had missed three months of classes, so even though they knew each other, they were still a little estranged.

But it wouldn't do to stay silent forever, so Liu Jing took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Just looking at it like this isn't going to do any good, shall we eat first? Huh? Let's eat, let's eat!"

Everyone started eating, and Liu Jing picked up some meat while glancing at Liu Yifei across from him.

"Speaking of which, Yifei, has your 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils' filming finished yet? I've noticed Producer Zhang has been promoting it a lot lately!"

Yifei blew on the mutton on her chopsticks, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes: "Hmm... it's about right, I'll be done filming in ten days."

"So fast?"

"It's already so slow!" She chewed the grilled meat into her mouth, then looked up at the four people opposite her: "By the way, what's your music video script like? Have you finished filming yet?"

Liu Jing and Luo Jin exchanged a glance and gave a bitter smile. "We're the kind of characters who play tragic figures, the ones whose wives die..."

Wow! Really?! Luo Jin must have cried terribly, right?

"Pfft...cough cough, cough cough cough!" Zhu Yawen coughed so hard he bent over, tears welling up in his eyes as he laughed.

"And what about you, Yangyang?" Yifei asked Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang gestured towards Zhu Yawen with her lip: "Acting out a breakup scene with this clueless, unromantic man!"

Zhu Yawen's eyes widened, and he pointed to his own nose: "I don't understand romance?"

"Splash—"

The curtain was lifted, and Xiang Nan walked in carrying several aprons.

"Come……"

A sexy, deep voice rang in everyone's ears, making them feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

"Here, Yifei, put this on."

"Aunt Liu, here you go. Liu Jing, Yangyang, Luo Jin, and Dwarf Wen."

"I'm 1.8 meters tall!"

Xiang Nan ignored him and reached out to straighten the little fool's apron.

"Thanks, old classmate!"

The others were not as rude as Zhu Yawen.

Zhou Yang took the apron, nudged Zhu Yawen, and after Zhu Yawen looked at him, nodded his chin toward Xiang Nan.

"See? Who doesn't understand charm?"

Zhu Yawen: ...

Is it really necessary to be so embarrassed?

Unlike the others who were fooling around, Liu Jing was always more thoughtful.

She looked around, glanced at the clothes of the others, and then at Yifei.

After filming the music video, she changed back into a long black down jacket. Now, by the fireplace, she naturally took off her coat, revealing a white turtleneck sweater underneath.

White……

Liu Jing glanced at Xiang Nan again. After tying Yi Fei's apron, the latter sat back down and ate the barbecue in a proper manner. Even Liu's mother had nothing to say.

Liu Jing's eyes lit up; the situation at the table was already quite clear!

Si Wenzi and Yangyang are a bickering couple, and Luo Jin and I are just incidental. Xiang Nan, Yifei, and Liu's mother are... just like a family of three!

Yifei: "Hey, you big blockhead, this sweet bean sauce with lamb is so delicious!"

Liu's mother: "Qianqian! Who taught you to use such vulgar language!"

Xiang Nan: "Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, um, is this sweet chili sauce delicious?"

Mother Liu: "Hehehe... Xiao Nan, this is sweet bean sauce, it's sweet, you're from Chongqing, I'm afraid you won't be used to it, right?"

Xiang Nan: "Is that so?"

Liu's mother: "Qianqian! I told him he doesn't like the food, yet you still put it in his bowl!"

Liu Jing shrugged.

See? I was right!

"Ring ring—"

Liu's mother's phone suddenly rang, and the noise on the table instantly disappeared.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

"Please make yourself at home, Aunt Liu."

"Yeah yeah!"

Liu's mother turned and left the tent, and everyone resumed their chatting and laughing until... some arguing came from outside the tent.

A moment later, Liu's mother returned to the table and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, someone else might be coming in a bit."