Huayu: Brother, I'm having such a great time!

Dai Rao remembered that she had left all her liquor in her car, so she walked to the tobacco and liquor store across the street to buy some. She planned to wait for Xu Jingxing to turn around and pick her up.

The two arrived at the parking lot, and Yang Shuo stood in front of the Land Rover, looking incredulous.

"Old Xu, did your visit trigger a hidden event?"

"No, I've been following the main story mode the whole time."

Xu Jingxing tossed a cigarette to Yang Shuo, then lit one for himself.

"Tell me quickly!" Yang Shuo was so anxious he couldn't even start the engine. "Is this your car? Tell me the truth, don't lie to me. Did you rent it for 500 a day?"

"It's definitely not my car," Xu Jingxing explained.

"That's good, that's good." Yang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief. "Return the car tonight, or you'll have to pay another 500 tomorrow."

"No need to return it, it's free. Let me drive it first, and I can get another car when I get tired of it," Xu Jingxing said casually.

"What?!" Yang Shuo exclaimed incredulously, slamming his hand on the hood of the Land Rover. "Holy crap, buddy, why did you choose a Land Rover? Couldn't you have chosen a Santana or a Jetta?"

"The problem is they don't have it." Xu Jingxing kicked Yang Shuo, "Don't fucking break it."

Yang Shuo pulled a pack of unopened cigarettes from his pocket and shoved it into Xu Jingxing's hand. "Old Xu, let's talk this over. Can you return the car to its owner? You can't drive this!"

"Are you really going to piss me off? Are you getting in the car or not? Are you leaving or not?" Xu Jingxing barely suppressed the urge to kick him into the trash can.

But looking at his burly figure, I'm not sure I could beat him.

"What did you steal or sell? What do you have that others don't? Why would anyone give you such a nice car?"

"Was it someone's birthday celebration where you cheered them up and they gave you this car? They're over eighty this year, aren't they?"

Are you leaving or not?

Xu Jingxing took a few deep drags on his cigarette butt, then stubbed it out and got into the driver's seat.

"Damn, I suddenly don't want to eat anymore."

Yang Shuo perfectly embodied the sentiment of "fearing both his brothers' hardship and their need to drive Land Rovers."

"Okay! I'll be going now."

Xu Jingxing stepped on the brake and started the engine when Yang Shuo jumped into the car with lightning speed.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't keep my sister waiting."

After picking up Dai Rao, Yang Shuo kept bringing up driving in the car, subtly hinting that Dai Rao should let him drive her 5 Series as well.

After much pleading, Dai Rao finally relented and agreed to let him drive her Accord.

Yang Shuo didn't mind not being able to drive the 5 Series.

Xu Jingxing guessed that this was his routine: first mention the 5 Series, and then Dai Rao would settle for letting him drive the Accord instead.

If he had mentioned the Accord from the beginning, Dai Rao would have had no way out and probably wouldn't have been able to drive it at all.

Don't let his big, burly appearance fool you; he's got some tricks up his sleeve.

The restaurant was a well-known Shandong cuisine restaurant in the capital, and reservations had to be made at least three days in advance to secure a table.

As a native of Shandong, Xu Jingxing felt an instant sense of familiarity upon entering the restaurant. It had been a long time since he had been home. After finishing filming Huang Lei's scenes, he would definitely find an opportunity to go home and see his parents in their younger days.

We hadn't been sitting in the private room for long when the first guest arrived.

Jing Gangshan, a famous musician.

He was also a well-known heavy drinker in the circle.

However, he is not yet numbed by alcohol and looks full of energy, which is completely different from how he will look 20 years later when he will be completely drained by alcohol.

Some people never reach Rome in their lifetime, while others are born in Rome.

Jinggang Mountain clearly belongs to the latter category.

His father, as a director at the No. 1 Film Studio, had paved a smooth road for him, but he ruined it all with alcohol.

Jing Gangshan was extremely warm-hearted. Upon seeing the unfamiliar face Xu Jingxing, he immediately grabbed his hand and offered to read his fortune.

No wonder he was able to play Gongsun Sheng.

Following closely behind Jing Gangshan was another musician, Xiao Ke.

His compositions, such as "The Most Familiar Stranger," "Waiting for You to Love Me," and "Return," are all classics, and it is no exaggeration to call him the godfather of mainland Chinese hit songs.

Accompanying Xiao Ke was one of her students, Zhang Xiaojue. Xu Jingxing didn't really remember her; she was a quiet girl who greeted everyone and then sat quietly by herself, listening to others chat.

Xu Jingxing's most anticipated beauty, a once-in-two-hundred-years beauty, has yet to appear. He heard Dai Rao call her earlier, saying she was stuck in traffic and that everyone should eat first without waiting for her.

That being said, we'll definitely still have to wait.

They ordered a pot of tea and began to drink, chat, and wait for each other.

Jing Gangshan was reading Zhang Xiaojue's palm and whispering something to her, which made her laugh out loud.

Xiao Ke looked melancholy as he sipped his tea in silence.

"Brother Lei, what's bothering you? Why are you so downcast?"

Xiao Ke's real name is Ke Zhaolei, and close friends usually call him Brother Lei.

"Ugh! Don't even mention it, I haven't slept well for days," Xiao Ke said, lighting a cigarette with a bitter face.

"Did you have a fight with your sister-in-law?" Dai Rao asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, we're doing great."

"So what are you doing?"

"I've taken on a few projects, but I've developed a procrastination problem. The deadline is in the next few days, and I have absolutely no inspiration," Xiao Ke said helplessly.

"Then I called you to ask if you needed anything, and you said you didn't. Why don't you hurry up and stay in the studio writing songs?"

"If you can't write anything and just sit there, isn't that just doing nothing?"

"What you're saying actually makes some sense," Dai Rao nodded with a wry smile.

"By the way, did you ask me to write a song and decide on the style?"

"Of course! A theme song for a martial arts TV series, a love song for a guy, and a Chinese-style song." Xiao Ke counted on her fingers. "By the way, Lao Na has been asking me to write songs for him these past few days. It's driving me crazy."

"You have to write both the lyrics and the music yourself?"

"Not really, I was thinking of composing the music first and then finding someone to write the lyrics." Xiao Ke scratched her head. "If I had suitable lyrics first, I could compose the music later, but the problem is, I don't have any!"

Yang Shuo, who had been listening for a while, interjected while Xiao Ke was drinking water, "Teacher Xiao Ke, I've written a few song lyrics. Would you like to take a look?"

"You're kidding me." Dai Rao rolled his eyes at Yang Shuo. "With those few cheesy pop songs you wrote, you're just ruining other people's reputations."

"It's alright, it's alright, I'll just take a look first." Xiao Ke was quite kind and saved Yang Shuo's face.

Yang Shuo excitedly opened his phone, wrote the lyrics, took a few photos, opened the album, and handed the phone to Xiao Ke.

Three minutes later, Xiao Ke silently returned the phone to Yang Shuo.

"Um, I need to use the restroom first."

After saying that, he got up and left the room.

Yang Shuo was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

After Xiao Ke returned, Xu Jingxing, who hadn't spoken until now, first refilled her teacup, and said with sincere eyes and humility:

"Teacher Xiao Ke, I've also written some lyrics. Would you like to take a look?"