The Quiet Rise of Entertainment Superstars

Chapter 220: Self-exposure to Chanjuan and Wangshu's identities

The next day, Xiaoyue felt sore all over as if her whole body was falling apart.

She wanted to go to the bathroom and just as she was about to get out of bed, she found that Liu Wenjie was holding her waist tightly.

"Let go, I need to go to the bathroom."

Liu Wenjie woke up dazedly, felt Xiaoyue struggling in his arms, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Liu Wenjie suddenly became much more sober, and quickly sat up and said, "I'll carry you."

Then, before Xiaoyue could react, he carried her into the bathroom.

As soon as Xiaoyue's feet touched the ground, she almost fell down. Her legs were so sore and painful that they almost felt like they were not her own.

Fortunately, Liu Wenjie was there. He hugged her and put her on the toilet seat.

"get out."

Liu Wenjie had no choice but to go out. He knew that he had been too promiscuous last night, having done it six times in one night. Xiaoyue was giving him face by not kicking him out.

Xiaoyue feels very ashamed. Getting married is like being injured. She really needs to recuperate.

The break lasted for three days. Xiaoyue looked at the music charts for May and unexpectedly, Xiao Ruyuan had also become the king of singers.

Liu Wenjie sticks to Xiaoyue too closely every day, and Xiaoyue hasn't updated her novel for four or five days, so the Internet is very lively.

One netizen was particularly showy and even posted a missing person notice for Lou Zhongyue.

Xiaoyue was watching with great joy, so Liu Wenjie asked curiously, "What's the matter? You look so happy."

"Someone wrote a missing person notice to Lou Zhongyue."

When Liu Wenjie heard it was Lou Zhongyue, he became interested and went to Xiaoyue's phone to look at it. He was also happy after reading it.

"I've been taking the blame for Lou Zhongyue for several months. Let me see if anyone has contacted me through my account."

Xiaoyue was shocked. When did others mistake Liu Wenjie for Lou Zhongyue?

Liu Wenjie explained it to Xiaoyue, who covered her mouth and laughed.

Liu Wenjie saw that many people were looking for him. He was so angry that he posted a message saying, "I am really not Lou Zhongyue. I am a newly married woman, not an elderly person. Besides, Lou Zhongyue will go to receive the award in a few days. Then you will know that you have recognized the wrong person."

Someone in the comments said: "Maybe Lou Zhongyue got married, so there's no update?"

Xiao Yue took a quick look and thought, wow, this guess is really accurate, isn’t it true that he is getting married...

Xiaoyue is wondering what the consequences will be if she confesses to Liu Wenjie now?

"Wenjie, if I hide something from you, will you be angry? Of course, it's definitely not about love, I promise."

Liu Wenjie didn't know why, but his sixth sense told him that Xiaoyue's problem was not simple. But Xiaoyue didn't like to go out, so it was definitely not about love. What else could it be? Career? This was possible. He knew that the Nie family was not simple, and it was unfathomable.

"You started a new company behind my back?"

Xiao Yue shook her head and said, "I didn't open a company, I just did a little side business..."

"Side job?" Liu Wenjie felt relieved after hearing this and asked with a smile, "What side job? Writing or poetry? Dancing? Singing?"

Every time he mentioned one, Xiaoyue shuddered, not because of fear, but because of surprise. She had all four of the things he mentioned.

"Hey, yes, you guessed it right."

Liu Wenjie thought it was one of them and said, "Is it singing? I remember my aunt once guessed that you might be Chanjuan, but I think it's unlikely. Could it be dancing?"

Xiao Yue looked at Liu Wenjie, blinking her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said sincerely: "I am Chan Juan."

Liu Wenjie was so shocked that he almost dropped his phone. That was Chanjuan. He liked every one of her songs. Her voice was ethereal and pure. But Chanjuan turned out to be his wife?

"Sing a few lines of 'I See You'. I want to confirm..."

Seeing Liu Wenjie's excitement, Xiaoyue had to sing a few lines.

"I see you, I see you, Walking through a dream..."

The singing voice is exactly the same as Chanjuan's...

Liu Wenjie hugged Xiaoyue and said excitedly: "It turns out that Xiaoyue you are really Chanjuan, that's great, I want to listen to songs in the future..."

"Stop it, you want me to sing for free? There's no way, and there's no window."

Xiaoyue pushed Liu Wenjie away, thinking that this guy was dreaming.

Liu Wenjie was not angry either, and said proudly: "I am so amazing. I married such a good wife. Not only can she write songs, but she can also sing. Let others envy her..."

Xiaoyue blushed a little at his praise, but she thought it would be a good idea to reveal one identity today to let Liu Wenjie get used to it.

There are still five days left until the China Literature Award on May 8th. I wonder if Liu Wenjie can handle the situation if he slowly reveals his identity?

Liu Wenjie has now officially moved into Xiaoyue's Pinghu villa. He decided to live here until his own villa is built.

This is extremely inconvenient for Xiaoyue, especially when typing at night.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Liu Wenjie would come to the study and call Xiaoyue to go back to her room to rest.

Xiaoyue sighed and went back to her room to rest. That guy was now addicted to her and wanted to have sex with her every night. He was so durable that he could last until eleven o'clock once.

Every time she was so tired that she didn't even want to move her little finger, so how could she have the energy to get up and type?

Xiaoyue decided that she couldn't indulge Liu Wenjie anymore, and she had to write down everything she said tonight, otherwise the book fans would definitely rebel.

It was nine o'clock, and Liu Wenjie's voice was heard outside the study on time.

"Yueyue, my dear, it's time to go to bed..."

Xiaoyue paused while typing. This guy was getting more and more annoyed with his nickname.

"You go to bed first, I still have work to do."

Liu Wenjie stood outside the door, a little dumbfounded. Was this a rejection of tonight's sex? Was he just too brave?

"Well, you should rest early after you finish your work."

Tonight, both of them should take a rest.

Xiaoyue smiled when she heard what Liu Wenjie said. This guy really knows how to care for people.

Xiaoyue typed very quickly and worked until eleven o'clock. Then she uploaded more than 30,000 words of manuscript and went back to her room to sleep.

Liu Wenjie had fallen asleep. Xiaoyue touched his handsome face and it felt very good.

Online, book fans started making wild guesses after seeing Lou Zhongyue’s updates.

"What do you think? Will Lou Zhongyue go for the Chinese Literature Award when he has so many nominations?"

"It's hard to say. Lou Lao Mo has always been very cautious and never shows up. This time, it depends on whether he will give the official face."

"He can't afford to offend the authorities. It seems that the authorities just want him to make an official appearance this time, otherwise they wouldn't have announced it so directly."

I have to say, the book fans have uncovered the truth. This was really intentional by the Ministry of Culture. After all, they were the ones who made the final decision on the China Literature Award.

The person who suggested that Lou Zhongyue receive the award was Deputy Minister Yan Xichi. Originally, Nie Zheng was opposed to it out of protection for Xiaoyue, but he convinced him.

"Minister, our Chinese literary world needs a leader, and Lou Zhongyue is the best candidate. Not only do we know her inside and out, but most importantly, her achievements in other areas have convinced many people. With her leadership, I believe that our Chinese entertainment will move towards a better future."

Nie Zheng sighed and thought that China's entertainment industry really needed people like Xiaoyue, so he nodded in agreement.

Life goes on. After dinner, Xiaoyue took Liu Wenjie for a walk along the shore of Pinghu Lake.

"The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make clear sounds."

Xiaoyue suddenly said a line of poetry. Liu Wenjie was not illiterate and had a certain level of literary accomplishment. After hearing it, he looked at the lotus flowers in the lake and the bamboo forest beside the path and found that it was very consistent with the poem.

"Xiaoyue, it's OK. This poem is very suitable for the current situation."

Xiao Yue smiled slightly and continued, "The lake is three to five miles long and the lotus flowers are blooming."

Xiaoyue modified this line of poetry by Li Bai. After all, they were looking at Pinghu Lake now, and Pinghu Lake is not as big as West Lake.

Liu Wenjie acted as a compliment and applauded, saying, "Good poem, good poem, please write another one."

He was actually joking. Writing poetry is not that easy. If Xiaoyue couldn't write a poem, he could still say, "You are already very talented with those few lines."

Xiao Yue would not give him a chance to say this, and continued to recite: "The green pond ripples and meets the star river, and the orchid oars are squeezed into the white apple. It must be because the waves of the Luo River are on the socks, and the lotus core still has the fragrance of dust."

Liu Wenjie didn't understand this poem, but it seemed very impressive.

"Well, Xiaoyue, can you really write poetry?"

Xiao Yue nodded and said, "It seems reasonable for me, a music arranger, to write some poetry, right?"

Liu Wenjie thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. Xiaoyue wrote all the lyrics of her songs herself. Plus, she had written a poem when she went abroad last time. So what was so strange about her writing a poem now?

"You are worthy of being Wangshu's friend. Birds of a feather flock together."

Xiaoyue's eyes flashed. Good, this guy finally remembered Wangshu. I wonder if he will be surprised if I tell him now.

"Have you ever thought that there is actually no such person as Wangshu?"

"What?" Liu Wenjie looked at Xiaoyue in surprise. He didn't quite understand what Xiaoyue meant.

Xiao Yue continued, "When have I ever had good friends around me? You should know best."

Liu Wenjie's face turned pale, but he was not stupid. His heart beat faster, mainly because Xiaoyue had exposed Chanjuan's identity two days ago, which left him with a warning.

No way, no way? Could it be that Wangshu is also Xiaoyue?

What kind of person did I marry?

Liu Wenjie felt his throat dry, and his handsome face had a complicated expression. After a long while, he said, "Are you Wangshu?"

Xiaoyue stared at Liu Wenjie intently. None of his expressions escaped her observation. He was very smart and had thought of it.

"Yes, I am."

Xiao Yue grabbed Liu Wenjie's arm, kissed him on the face, smiled and said, "What? You don't allow me to have another identity?"

Liu Wenjie came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "No, Xiaoyue, I feel like I've found a treasure. I'm not worthy of you anymore."

"Fool, even if I have several identities, I am still me."

Xiaoyue pinched the soft flesh on Liu Wenjie's waist without holding back at all.

"Ouch..." Liu Wenjie cried out in pain.

Sure enough, it was still a familiar feeling. Xiaoyue was still Xiaoyue. Even if she was Wangshu, she would still pinch her soft flesh.

I have to say that Xiaoyue was very satisfied with Liu Wenjie's reaction tonight. He was obviously much calmer than last time.

"Let's go home. I feel like there are mosquitoes flying around us..."

Liu Wenjie also felt it, so no matter whether you are a poet or not, you are still afraid of mosquitoes. Alas, we are all normal people with flesh and blood.

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