HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

The evening of July 1.

The celebration banquet for "The Story of Gold" was held at the Chaoyang Hotel.

After Xiang Nan and the other two returned home from their leave at Beijing Electric Power University, they went home to regroup. However, they still arrived at the hotel together. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator on the third floor, they bumped into an old acquaintance.

"Game Production!"

"Oh!" You Jianming's eyes lit up.

The person he was waiting for had finally arrived!

"Xiang Nan, Yi Fei, Yi Fei's mom."

"Hello, game producer."

Xiang Nan shook hands with You Jianming, who then looked Xiang Nan up and down again.

"A person should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence, let alone a few months. The shy, big guy from back then is now a little superstar, hahaha!"

"Producer, you flatter me. I'm grateful for your kind words!"

The four of them walked inside, chatting and laughing.

The party today was clearly well-organized, with gold wallpaper covering the entire area and a red carpet stretching to the dining area in the distance, where two or three waiters stood by with trays.

"Junior brother! It's been a long time, junior brother."

Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat. He silently glanced down at Yi Fei, only to find that she was also looking at him.

"Who are you? Um, senior sister?"

The room fell silent abruptly, all eyes turning to Dong Bailian. She wasn't angry, and chuckled twice, explaining, "I'm also from the Beijing Film Academy..."

"Director Li!"

Before Dong Bailian could finish speaking, Xiang Nan turned and extended his hand to Director Li.

When the two clasped hands, he was still wondering, "Am I that familiar with this guy?"

But it doesn't matter if you're not familiar with him, he's the main character today.

For the next hour, the main cast members gave speeches and toasted others, creating a lively atmosphere at the banquet. However, many people's eyes were subtly focused on the man.

After a long while, Producer You, swaying his champagne, came up to Xiang Nan and glanced at Yi Fei, seemingly unintentionally.

"Yifei, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

Yifei was originally with her mother, but when her mother went to meet people, she followed Da Mutou. Just now, she even wanted to sneak a drink of Lao Bai Gan when Da Mutou wasn't paying attention!

She would occasionally drink a little bit of alcohol, but Lao Baigan was different. It looked like water, but Director Li would blush for a long time after drinking a glass.

Unlike the big log, which tilted its head back and fell into his stomach without any reaction.

"Uncle You, I don't want anything to eat. You can do whatever you want!"

Yifei was about to eat Xiang Nan's wine glass when producer You had to come now of all times. What a nuisance!

"Producer Yu, just say what's on your mind. There's no need for such formalities between us."

Producer You hummed in agreement, glanced around, and then moved closer to Xiang Nan: "There's a variety show the day after tomorrow, and the main cast of 'The Story of a Noble Family' will be there. Director Li and I are thinking of inviting you to join us."

"Not singing?"

"Visiting as a guest!"

There is a difference between these two points: being a guest means being a guest, while singing means performing on the street.

"Can."

Producer You's eyes lit up. He patted Xiang Nan on the shoulder, offered a few words of encouragement, and then turned to leave. He couldn't wait to tell Li Dawei the good news!

Xiang Nan's addition is nothing short of a "hot nuclear bomb"!

In mainland China today, from south to north, and from north to south, there is no one who dares to say they don't know Xiang Nan!

After all, he's been congratulating you on getting rich on the recording every day...

Xiang Nan accepted the announcement and immediately wanted to share the good news with Yi Fei.

"Awoo!"

Instead of good news, I saw a rosy little mouth biting my wine glass.

"..."

To prevent her from hitting her teeth, Xiang Nan had no choice but to let her drink...

"vomit!"

"Hiss, hiss!" Under the bright light, Yifei kept fanning herself with her small hands, and beads of sweat appeared on her high, humpy nose.

Xiang Nan's expression turned strange. He paused for a moment, then pulled a handkerchief from his suit pocket.

"you……"

"Don't move."

Xiang Nan's voice was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable firmness. His large hands, capable of gripping a basketball with one hand, were now carefully wiping away the sweat from his brow.

"Is this... the giant's gentleness?"

Xiang Nan playfully flicked her nose:

"What are you talking about? Do you think this is a romance drama?"

"Ugh!" Yifei stomped her foot, her little mouth puffing out like a pufferfish.

"So clueless about romance, so clueless about romance! You really are a blockhead!"

"Then you must be Little Pudding. Uh, speaking of pudding, I'm getting hungry."

"Ugh, I hate it!"

……

The party ended, but the two were so engrossed in their argument that they didn't notice Xiang Nan had drunk Yi Fei's lipstick...

But Liu's mother discovered it!

On January 23, when Xiang Nan saw the mother and daughter again, something seemed amiss.

Liu's mother ignored her, and Yifei looked at her pitifully. So what's wrong?

Although he was curious, he was there to promote "Golden Powder" and could only keep his doubts to himself.

A group of people were sitting on the sofa: the producer, director, several main actors, and Xiang Nan.

"Xiang Nan, which character in 'The Story of Jin Li' is your favorite?"

"Liu Yifei, oh no, I mean the character played by Yifei."

"You startled us, hahaha, so you like the arrogant, haughty type?"

"Ah, yes." Xiang Nan said, glancing intentionally at Little Pudding's rosy cheeks. "My nickname is 'Big Wooden Head,' sometimes I am a bit too obedient, do I need a young lady to keep me in check?"

The host's eyes lit up, and he pointed at Xiang Nan: "Henpecked!"

Xiang Nan was genuinely bewildered this time. "Hey, hey, hey, this isn't a compliment!"

That's how variety shows are; sometimes they're scripted, and sometimes they suddenly throw in an impromptu performance, catching you completely off guard.

That evening, news of Xiang Nan being a henpecked husband became a trending topic.

"My God, what a godsend boyfriend!"

"Maximum fighting skills, maximum talent, and a doting husband... Ah, I'm dead!"

……

"Ah, I'm dead! Tsk tsk tsk!"

In the apartment, having just returned home from a variety show, her daughter went surfing by herself, while she had to tidy up her daughter's scattered shoes.

"What's wrong, Sisi?"

"Mom!" Yifei pouted, "These netizens are so shameless! Calling someone 'husband'? Disgusting!"

Liu's mother rolled her eyes, thinking it was something serious!

You're criticizing others now because you haven't had your moment to be cheesy yet.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, that blockhead? You actually rejected his little request."

Liu's mother rolled her eyes at her, but didn't explain the real reason, instead making up an excuse to brush it off.

"Your maternal grandmother is coming on the 25th, and I promised him I would. How am I supposed to pick her up?"

"Well... okay."

……

Meanwhile, Xiang Nan was in his rented apartment, talking to Feng Man on the phone: "Put him in my apartment after you bring him back. I'll go to Brother Chuan tomorrow to get some money in advance. Then you can take him to pick out a BMW."

Feng Man's voice came through the phone, lively yet full of wisdom: "Brother Nan, it's only truly valuable if you, as his son, personally handle something like buying a car!"

"Hmm...that makes sense!"