HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

8 month 15 day.

More and more negative information about Xiang Nan is circulating online. The last time he was targeted was in 03, after his album release. This time, the negative information comes just before his album release.

Unlike last time, this time the words "minor" were quickly erased by a mysterious force as soon as they appeared.

Uncle An, who was far away in France, was shocked. After a little investigation, he learned that it was GD who was behind it.

This is quite intriguing. Does Xiang Nan actually possess such methods?

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, oh my, I don't know how to thank you enough!"

It's the same office, and the same people as yesterday.

On the circular sofa, Xiang Nan crossed his legs, looking like an innocent young boy. Four pairs of eyes stared intently at him, not daring to breathe.

"Xiao Nan, your sci-fi movie is still up in the air, what are you doing working on Kung Fu Panda again?"

Zhang Hongsen's calm voice rang out, sounding somewhat angry.

The four people opposite him stared even more wide-eyed, while Xiang Nan remained calm.

"Isn't this just for practice? You know China's special effects are very backward. I was thinking that since we're all using CGI technology, we should practice with animated feature films first, and then start the science fiction film project."

"Um……"

The male voice on the phone drew out the sound, and it took several seconds before it rang again.

"You don't need to worry about Yifei's matter, but as for the other things..."

"Xiao Nan understands, and is already very grateful to Uncle Zhang. Okay, okay, wishing you a pleasant life."

"Beep beep beep..."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Nan sniffed, his face instantly darkening.

Chen Yaochuan leaned forward slightly without realizing it: "All done?"

"Um."

Xiang Nan twirled his fingers and looked up at An Yugang: "How's the cover-up going?"

"If you pay them, the media will back down, but online trolls won't."

"An online army?" he muttered, then looked at Chen Yaochuan: "How's the reception of the pilot episode?"

Chen Yaochuan rolled his eyes at him.

"Such a good song, so high quality it could almost be the title track of an album, don't you think?"

"What about the singer who targeted me?"

When it came to serious matters, Chen Yaochuan's expression became much more serious. He took out a well-organized document from behind him and began to read it line by line.

"Jay's 'November Chopin,' do I need to specify the release date of this album?"

"Hmm..." Xiang Nan put his legs back down.

Jay Chou, his golden album is coming soon.

In 03, my song "Fairy Tale" became an instant hit, and I went on stage to receive an award. This time...

"Wang Lao Er, 'Peerless Hero'! Hehe!" Chen Yaochuan chuckled, raising an eyebrow at Xiang Nan: "His new album is released on December 30th, and you're on New Year's Day. Do you understand what that means?"

Xiang Nan didn't say anything, and crossed his legs back over.

Having been tricked by Xiang Nan, Chen Yaochuan pouted and continued reading the document.

"Sweetheart Queen's 'Cyndi with U,' Wang Banbi's 'Blooming Life,' Andy Lau's 'Continue to Talk About Love,' Wilber Pan's 'Remix 2005,' and S.H.E's 'Don't Want to Grow Up,' etc., will all be released at the end of December."

After saying that, Chen Yaochuan let out a long sigh: "It's easy to tell who's targeting you here. I know Hua Zai; he's not that kind of person. I don't know about Wang Banbi, but apart from those two, everyone else is targeting you!"

"No, Jay Chou isn't."

"Hmm?" Chen Yaochuan was somewhat surprised. "Are you so sure?"

Xiang Nan didn't bring up the topic again, but instead looked at Feng Man: "How's the concentration camp, Nanmei?"

"Stable! Very stable! Some die-hard fans are even clamoring online, 'If you want to mess with me, mess with him first!'"

"Um?"

This sentence drew everyone's attention.

Feng Man scratched her head: "There was a netizen named Fan Leige who was playing your single 'Insomnia' on bumper cars at an amusement park and was interviewed by a Reuters reporter. Then he took off his clothes to show off his muscles and bluntly said that anyone who wants to mess with you will have to get past him first."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people present turned strange.

"You, you even have a die-hard fan of muscular men?"

Xiang Nan was also in a real bind!

"Well... let's leave it at that. Just keep the hype down. Meeting adjourned!"

The group got up and began to leave.

Xiang Nan stood up and stood in front of the French windows for a long time.

The album only has twelve songs and four music videos.

None of the three core music videos have been completed yet.

At this rate, is it possible to reach North America before November?

They'll have to film and promote the album in North America at the same time.

And... the Warner audition.

I don't know what Uncle Han was thinking, that he insisted that I try out for that role.

"Hmm... I think CCTV-8 also had an interview with them? Should we accept it?"

……

8 month 16 day.

Xiang Nan stopped paying attention to what was happening online and quietly embarked on his journey with his assistant Feng Man.

At eight o'clock that morning, Xiang Nan appeared at Ningbo International Airport.

He was wearing a burgundy loose T-shirt, oversized wide-leg windproof pants, a white bucket hat, sunglasses, and a mask, making him look fully armed.

"I refuse to believe that anyone will recognize me like this!"

Feng Man, who was standing to the side, looked up at him with difficulty.

She remembered a phrase Nan Ge had taught her: "Set a flag!"

The thought had barely formed when a voice sounded behind him.

"Big piece of wood!"

"You've mistaken me for someone else! I'm not the blockhead you think I am! Uh..."

Xiang Nan raised his hand to lower his sunglasses slightly, then looked down at the source of the sound.

No one was there, so he turned back and looked again, but still no one was there.

"Hehehe..." Feng Man was practically laughing herself to death.

From her perspective, Sister Xixi didn't even move; she was just squatting at Xiang Nan's feet, while Brother Nan was spinning his head around like a headless fly.

"Pfft..."

Yifei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Wow, you're something else!"

Xiang Nan turned his head and stretched out his large hand, but the latter shrank his head and nimbly dodged it.

Yifei came up to him and pointed repeatedly, saying, "Hey! I know that! In game terms, it's called Strength A, Speed ​​D!"

Xiang Nan chuckled, his hands hanging down, his head drooping, looking at her with doting eyes.

He knew that Yifei sometimes liked to play some games, and that she actually went online, unlike the artsy young woman who was later cyberbullied.

"Do you know about the Power & Speed ​​Double A?"

Yifei blinked, muttering suspiciously, "What's there to not know?"

Xiang Nan smiled, then picked up his luggage and turned to leave.

"Hey! Why are you only saying half of what you mean?!"

He waved his hand with his back to Yifei: "Time to eat! Miss, I'm starving."

……

Nine o'clock in the morning, Xiangyang City Snack Street.

At the entrance of a wonton snack shop decorated like an inn, three people sat at a square wooden table, each with a bowl of wontons in front of them.

Yifei rolled up her sleeves, showing off her slender, fair wrists.

Today she was wearing a loose hooded T-shirt with a cute cartoon girl printed on the chest, paired with white sneakers and denim shorts. Her overflowing youthful energy made Xiang Nan across from her very hungry!

Don't get me wrong, Xiang Nan is really hungry.

"Your bowl..."

Yifei raised her hands, her thumbs and forefingers spread wide, and gestured towards the bowl in front of Xiang Nan, then looked suspiciously at Xiang Nan's lower body.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Yifei shook her head and sat back down. "I was thinking, isn't that bowl of food enough to fill you up?"

"It depends." Xiang Nan scooped a spoonful of wontons and fed it to me. "Whether I can be fed enough depends on the person. If you feed me, I can be fed enough."

Yifei tilted her head and gave him a playful glare: "Dream on!"

The three of them ate a bite here and there.

Yifei was able to pick people up today thanks to her assistant.

As a junior assistant earning over ten thousand yuan a month, Feng Man knew Xiang Nan's thoughts perfectly. When she heard that he wanted to book a flight from here, she understood.

Yi Fei's "The Return of the Condor Heroes" is not finished filming yet.

From Xiang Nan's perspective, Yi Fei didn't need to film "The Return of the Condor Heroes" anymore, and he didn't like Yi Fei filming TV series with other male stars.

But... filming "The Return of the Condor Heroes" was Yifei's decision, and all she could do was use songs, background music, and influence to try to reduce intimate scenes.

Xiang Nan could roughly guess Yi Fei's intention in doing this: to completely sever her financial ties with Chen Jinfei, since she hadn't even received any payment this time!

The little money Xiang Nan gave his woman from "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" was all spent on "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

But he dared not raise any objections; everyone is an independent individual, and he fully respected Yifei's choice.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

In front of the wonton shop, Yifei and Fengman exchanged a glance, both with somewhat strange expressions.

All I saw was a large wooden board in front of me: holding a big basin in both hands, blowing away the foam on the surface of the noodle soup while sipping the soup.

"Hey~ a seasoned foodie?"

"Ugh!" Xiang Nan pouted and glared at his little pudding. "Eating noodles without drinking the soup is like missing half the flavor!"

"Tch!" Yifei gave him a disapproving look. "I've only ever heard of not eating garlic with noodles..."

"Ring ring..."

The phone rang, and Yifei looked at Xiang Nan before taking out her phone to answer it.

"Feed?"

"Liu Yifei."

Yifei's eyes suddenly trembled.

"I said I won't sign! I won't sign! How many times do I have to say it!"

Sign? Contract? Could it be...?

Seeing this, Xiang Nan put down the large basin and stretched out his large hand to Yi Fei.

"A big piece of wood?"

Yifei glanced over and saw that the simpleton who had been slurping soup by the side was gone. In front of her now was Xiang, the "Walking Sexy Lion King of the South".

"Leave it to me."

The words were light and gentle, without any coercion.

Yifei's eyelids trembled, and her shoulders slumped as she relaxed.

She handed the phone to Xiang Nan, her big eyes blinking with a look of grievance.

Strong Woman X

嘤嘤怪√

Whether or not to sign a contract is a private matter and has nothing to do with business.

Yifei is capable of making decisions about her own life, but when she encounters someone so unreasonable, it's perfectly reasonable for her to let her family handle it!

She's not some arrogant weirdo; what's wrong with relying on her own southern heritage?

"crooked?"

"Um?"

Mr. Wang was taken aback. Why did the voice suddenly change to a male voice?

"I am Xiang Nan. Don't bother Yi Fei with her matters anymore."

Xiang Nan? Mr. Wang on the other end of the phone had a flicker of interest.

Isn't this the leader of the new force that we're currently cracking down on? What a coincidence.

He sneered and was about to speak when Xiang Nan's voice came through the phone again.

"I'm only saying this once: don't bother them, or don't blame me for being impolite."

You're welcome?

"Hehehe... How can you be so impolite?"

At the entrance of the wonton shop, Xiang Nan twirled his fingers, not wanting to get too entangled with Xiao Wang, and only replied with three words.

"Just you wait!"