Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Gu Heng slept soundly for a long time. When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky over Beijing.

The main reason is that I drank too much with my father and Uncle Yang last night.

Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, the two old men insisted on having a long talk with Gu Heng, and the conversation went from his military career to the entertainment industry.

As Gu Heng drank and chatted, he had to subtly express his loyalty. In addition, he had just finished preparing for the movie premiere, so at least half of his brain cells had died that night.

Of course, the main reason is that the workload was a little heavy last night.

Don't get me wrong, that's real work.

Although their parents were both home and the two had to sleep separately, they lingered outside Yang Mi's room for a long time before going to bed, feeding each other late-night snacks and asking for "New Year's rewards," almost getting caught red-handed by Yang Mi's husband when he got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

In previous years, Yang Xiaomi would have already obeyed the imperial decree of the two empress dowagers, rushed into his bed with a chilling aura, and used all sorts of Qing Dynasty tortures to get him out of bed.

But today, this little girl was unusually quiet.

Gu Heng stretched and shuffled out in his slippers. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Yang Xiaomi squatting there, helping her two mothers clean up the mess from yesterday.

Her little face was scrunched up like a steamed bun, and her resentful eyes seemed to want to poke holes in Gu Heng.

It was clearly unfair that Gu Heng could sleep in while she had to work.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Director Gu, you can afford to part with that?"

Yang Mi gave a soft, childish hum, clutching a rag in her hand, as if she were wiping Gu Heng's forehead.

Gu Heng chuckled. How old is he? He's already learned all of his mother's ways.

He very readily took over the task from her hands: "I overslept, I overslept. I was just worried that the two empress dowagers would get tired, so I quickly came to fill in."

This little girl is so easy to please. Gu Heng casually uttered a few sweet words and then took care of all the remaining work for her. Yang Mi's little temper vanished without a trace, and she happily ran off to eat some fruit.

The courtyard was quiet; usually, no one visits relatives on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

After lunch, what was supposed to be a cozy family activity was building a snowman.

Gu Heng and Yang Mi, wearing red gloves, were busy in the snow. They originally planned to build a "Zhaojun" and a "Wang Dun" or something, but as they were building, the style of the scene suddenly changed.

It's unclear whether Gu Heng accidentally made a mistake or Yang Mi had malicious intentions first.

A snowball the size of a washbasin was smeared directly onto Gu Heng's collar, making him gasp in shock from the cold.

"Yang Xiaomi, you have no sportsmanship!"

"Hehe, Brother Gu Heng, you can't catch me!"

What was originally a peaceful and beautiful scene from an idol drama instantly turned into a war of indiscriminate attacks.

The two ran around the yard, throwing snowballs back and forth.

Yang Mi, with her quick wit, bounced around faster than anyone else.

Many people say that couples in the entertainment industry rarely last, but the reason is actually quite simple.

One reason is that the temptations in the industry are too great, and the other is that we see each other very little.

Many actors don't see each other for three to five months after joining a production team. When they're busy, they don't even talk on the phone much, so their relationship naturally fades.

But this doesn't apply to Gu Heng and Yang Mi.

In recent years, the distance between the two has actually made their relationship even closer.

I like it even more now!!

For the past ten years or so, Gu Heng has been cultivating Yang Mi.

Conversely, isn't Yang Mi also nurturing Gu Heng?

Yang Mi, who was still avoiding the semester, said: "You guys always say I'm silly, but I'm not silly at all. Most of the time I'm incredibly clever!"

After a crazy afternoon of playing, the two went back to their room and collapsed together, panting.

Although he had a great time during the day, Gu Heng kept thinking about his achievements in "Lost in Thailand".

This year's Lunar New Year film season is incredibly lively.

Uncle Benshan's "Getting Home", Andy Lau's "Protégé", and "Casino Royale", which has been in theaters for more than half a month and is still raking in box office revenue.

None of them are easy to deal with, especially yesterday's Spring Festival Gala. After Uncle Benshan's skit "The Egg-Laying Rooster" finished, it directly drove many viewers away from their TVs and into the cinemas.

In this fierce competition among top-tier films, China Film Group allocated 20% of its screenings to "Lost in Thailand".

This was only because theater managers were terrified of Gu Heng's previous antics with "Stone" and were afraid he would defy fate again, so they gritted their teeth and gave him the observation slot.

If the data on the first day is not good, the screening schedule for tomorrow will immediately be cut in half.

Following the original trajectory, "Protégé" should be the box office champion of this year's Lunar New Year film season.

Gu Heng smiled as he looked at his phone.

Before I time-traveled, you were the box office champion. After I time-traveled, you're still the box office champion. So, didn't I time-travel for nothing?

At two o'clock in the morning, the parents of both families finally succumbed to their age and went back to their rooms to sleep.

In the living room, Yang Mi nestled against Gu Heng like a kitten, her eyes glued to the replay of the Spring Festival Gala on TV, her little head bobbing up and down – clearly trying to catch a glimpse of the show.

Gu Heng patted her tenderly: "Go back to your room and sleep first. I'll tell you when the data comes out."

Yang Mi stubbornly shook her head, forcing herself to stay awake, and muttered, "No, I want to stay with you. In case... in case your directorial debut flops, I can still offer you a broad and comforting hug..."

Gu Heng glanced down subconsciously, and sure enough, after two years of development, it did have a tendency to evolve into a large, ample breast, so wide it made people dizzy.

"Go away, who are you cursing?" Gu Heng said with a laugh.

After a bit of playful fighting, neither of them felt sleepy at all.

Just then, the phone on the table suddenly started vibrating wildly.

The words "China Film Group Han Sanping" flashed on the screen.

Gu Heng pressed the answer button: "Third Master, Happy New Year! You're still up and about?"

On the other end of the phone, Han Sanping's voice sounded strong and energetic, and you could vaguely hear his hearty laughter.

"Haha, Gu Heng, Happy New Year! I have a big red envelope here, do you want it?"

Damn, this old fox is keeping us in suspense.

"Just tell me, I have a heart condition."

"Alright, I'm kidding you. The distribution team just sent over the preliminary results: on the first day of the Lunar New Year, 'Lost in Thailand' grossed 6.5 million!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Heng finally felt relieved.

650 million!

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2007, this number meant that "Lost in Thailand" became the biggest dark horse.

This is what you call a real egg-laying rooster, clucking and killing indiscriminately!

Gu Heng wanted to go out and shout it out.

"Who else!"