Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

As the car drove out of Xinchang County, the road conditions became bumpy.

Qian Lang leaned back in the back seat of the van, watching the scenery outside the window recede into the distance.

In 2002, Xinchang did not have a highway. The car traveled on a provincial road, a two-lane road with many bends and narrow lanes.

On both sides of the road are vast fields of farmland. At this time of year, the rice harvest has just been completed, leaving only neat rows of rice stubble in the fields. Occasionally, you can see a few farmers bending over, tidying something up.

In the distance, there are mountains, not high, lying there in a continuous, undulating pattern.

Scattered at the foot of the mountain are some villages, with white-walled, black-tiled houses huddled together, and wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

The roadside trees are dawn redwoods, standing straight and tall, their leaves mostly yellow and falling down with the wind.

The car slowed down as it passed through a town.

The street was lined with various small shops, selling farm tools, repairing bicycles, and barbering. Elderly people squatted in front of the shops, basking in the sun, and curiously examined the commercial vehicle with out-of-town license plates.

A child was chasing a stray dog ​​across the road. The driver honked the horn, and the child glanced back before continuing the chase.

Qian Lang looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little dazed.

He hadn't seen such a scene in a very long time, not even in his two lifetimes combined.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Liu Yifei asked from the front seat.

"It's nothing," Qian Lang said, turning his gaze away. "I just think this place is quite interesting and suitable for retirement."

"How old are you to be thinking about retirement?"

"Hehe, you won't think that way when you get old."

Qian Lang smiled, a hint of world-weariness in his eyes that seemed out of place for his age.

"What's wrong with that!"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him and turned her head to look at the scenery on her side.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoli also turned around.

"Teacher Qian, let's discuss the song."

There was a reason why Qian Lang got into their car.

Liu Yifei's "Fairy Tale Town" has been recorded. I've also heard the singer Qian Lang sing it, and he said it's not bad.

Of course, this song is also relatively simple.

"Okay, what I mean is, don't focus too much on the economic benefits of this song, but try to spread it as much as possible. At the same time, to avoid the situation where the song is popular but the singer isn't, Liu Yifei should also find ways to get more exposure."

The main reason Qian Lang chose Liu Yifei to exploit was because she had the financial backing.

He has neither money nor power now, and even if he wanted to promote Liu Tao, he doesn't have the ability.

A good song isn't enough to make someone successful; even good works are just icing on the cake.

"We're thinking the same thing."

Liu Xiaoli said with a smile.

"Sister Xiaoli, we're on the same wavelength..."

"Qian Lang, can you please stop being so shameless?"

Liu Yifei had been listening attentively and thought Qian Lang's words made a lot of sense.

She just didn't expect that this guy would flirt with her mother right in front of her.

"Sisi, Teacher Qian is just joking. Teacher Qian, do you have any suggestions for promoting the song?"

Liu Xiaoli also interrupted Liu Yifei.

Qian Lang thought for a moment.

"Schools, universities and high schools... I suggest that the main promotional direction for this song should be in this area. As for the methods, we should choose the internet, especially internet cafes."

The Internet was not very developed in 2002.

However, internet cafes have sprung up all over China.

"I suggest you put some effort into plastering Liu Yifei's songs and posters all over internet cafes across China."

"How is that possible? How much would that cost?"

Before Liu Xiaoli could speak, Liu Yifei exclaimed.

Of course, Liu Xiaoli also frowned at this moment.

Qian Lang still smiled slightly.

"Actually, it's not difficult. Every internet cafe needs fast-moving consumer goods such as drinks and instant noodles. You just need to find a fast-moving consumer goods manufacturer to cooperate with, and it won't cost much money."

After Qian Lang finished speaking, he looked back at the scenery outside the car window.

He's already given the direction; how to implement it is beyond his control.

Moreover, if the people behind Liu Yifei don't even have this much power, then he can only look for the next valuable target.

Liu Yifei, however, seemed a little confused.

What fast-moving consumer goods?

what is that?

However, she was too embarrassed to ask, as it would make her seem ignorant.

Liu Xiaoli was somewhat shocked.

It's not that Qian Lang's advance suggestion was earth-shattering, but rather that it was too simple...

Simplicity means ease of use.

"Professor Qian, I didn't expect you to have such excellent insights into business."

Liu Xiaoli sighed.

Qian Lang turned around and looked at Liu Xiaoli with a somewhat ambiguous expression.

"Hehe, I'm better at some things... oh dear..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yifei threw the water glass in her hand at him.

Her face was flushed red.

Although she was young, she understood the ways of men and women.

Liu Xiaoli blushed slightly upon hearing this, but rolled her eyes at Qian Lang.

"Qian Lang, are you crazy?"

Liu Yifei said angrily.

Qian Lang glanced at her and asked casually.

Do you have any medicine?

At the same time, a familiar voice rang in Qian Lang's mind.

[Slightly altering Liu Yifei's fate, gaining 500 Fate Points!]

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At dawn, Qian Lang opened the hotel window!

Instantly, the fresh air unique to the mountains rushed into the room.

It was a little cool, but very refreshing, like mint applied to the temples, instantly dispelling most of the hangover from last night.

This is already the second day since we arrived in Yongkang.

As soon as he arrived yesterday, Zhang Jizhong dragged him out for drinks.

Of course, it's inevitable to have some inappropriate thoughts after drinking, so Liu Tao didn't leave for long.

At this moment, Qian Lang was looking at the scenery outside.

It turns out that Shiguliao is much more beautiful in the early morning than during the day.

Outside the window is the Danxia valley of Shiguliao, with two stone peaks facing each other.

The reddish-brown cliffs are covered in green, the pavilion of Jingu Temple hangs halfway up the mountain, and a pool of clear water at the bottom of the valley reflects the mountain shadows, while the sound of the Yuanyang Waterfall can be faintly heard.

The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and wisps of smoke rose from the foot of the mountain, making the entire valley resemble a light-colored ink painting.

"Old fox Zhang is really good at choosing locations."

Qian Lang looked at the scenery outside and muttered something to himself.

Then he went back to his room.

Of course, he's now the male lead, and his treatment has improved.

In Xinchang, he was staying in a standard room, but now he had a suite with a small living room. Looking at the small sofa in the living room, Qian Lang thought of Liu Tao from last night...

He felt he owed Liu Tao a little something.

Such a beautiful woman, and such a worn-out sofa...

He will definitely make it up to him when he gets back to Beijing.

Lost in his thoughts, Qian Lang left the room.

As soon as he stepped outside, he ran into Chen Hao and Yang Lei, who were coming out of the apartment across the hall.

"Qian Lang, don't forget we'll be rehearsing later."

Yang Lei reminded Qian Lang.

"I haven't forgotten, Yang Lei. You look even more beautiful today!"

"Hehe, that's right, I try to look a little prettier every day, didn't you know?"

"Yang Lei, don't pay attention to him, he's not a good person."

Chen Hao glared at Qian Lang as he spoke.

Qian Lang wasn't annoyed by what he heard; he just touched his nose with a slight embarrassment.

Who told him to overstep his bounds when he was lecturing on martial arts?

Thinking of this, Qian Lang unconsciously looked at Chen Hao's chest.

Chen Hao instinctively crossed his arms over his chest, and his face flushed slightly as he recalled the beautiful scene in the backyard of the Great Buddha Temple that day.

"Yang Lei, let's go, ignore him!"

Then Chen Hao pulled Yang Lei up and quickly walked towards the elevator.

Qian Lang followed behind, his gaze...

As if sensing Qian Lang's gaze, Chen Hao actually pulled Yang Lei along and started jogging.

"Sister Chen Hao, slow down..."

"Hurry up, there's a pervert behind us, hahaha..."

Qian Lang, standing behind, was also smiling... a somewhat...

A new day has begun!

[A man in green robes bravely traverses perilous peaks]

When he was in Xinchang, he didn't have many scenes; he just wandered around every day and could even be a friend to women.

Upon arriving in Yongkang, Duan Yu's scenes were rehearsed one after another, from morning till night, leaving him no time to catch his breath.

Rehearsing lines, blocking, actual shooting, retakes... Zhou Xiaowen seems amiable, but when it comes to filming, he's ruthless and doesn't care about family or friends.

If one take isn't enough, take two; if two aren't enough, take five. He won't stop until he gets the effect he wants.

Qian Lang has a foundation in acting, so he's not afraid of not performing well.

But the workload was overwhelming—from entering the group at six in the morning to finishing at ten at night, they basically didn't stop except for meals.

tired.

I'm so fucking tired.

After three days, Qian Lang felt like he was about to fall apart.

On the morning of the fourth day, he gave up.

He sent a message to Zhou Xiaowen: Even the donkeys in the production team aren't handled like this!

He didn't care what Zhou Xiaowen thought.

If you're so capable, come and carry him away. He promises he won't get up even when he gets to the film set.

So that morning, Qian Lang slept in, which was unusual for him.

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

After washing up, he strolled downstairs, intending to sit in the lobby for a while, have a cup of tea, and daydream, hoping to slow down the pace of life.

The hotel lobby was small and simply decorated, like a guesthouse in a small county town. Several sofas were placed by the window, and the day's newspapers were on the coffee table.

There weren't many people around at the moment, except for the young woman at the front desk who was writing something with her head down.

Qian Lang sat down by the window and lit a cigarette when he saw a young girl pushing a suitcase in through the door.

She looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a beige sweater with a small section of light blue shirt collar peeking out from the neckline.

She wore a dark gray cotton long skirt that reached her ankles, and ordinary canvas shoes.

Her hair was loose, jet black, hanging down to her shoulders, with the ends curling slightly inward.

She has a small face and very fair skin, but not a pale one; it's a translucent white, like a peeled egg.

Her eyebrows were light and curved, naturally growing without any makeup.

His eyes were very clear, black and white, and he looked at people with a mixture of curiosity and timidity.

She stood at the hotel entrance, looking around as if searching for someone.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on her and giving her off-white sweater a soft sheen.

She was enveloped in that light, clean and serene, like a mountain spring, like the mist of early spring, like the little sister next door in my hometown who had just been admitted to high school.

Qian Lang was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't amazing.

It's comfortable.

The kind of appearance that feels comfortable at first glance, not flashy, not ostentatious, quiet, reminding people of something very clean.

The girl's gaze swept across the lobby, finally settling on Qian Lang.

She paused for a moment, then nodded slightly as a greeting.

Qian Lang nodded as well.

"You must be...Teacher Qian Lang?"

The girl walked over, her voice soft and gentle, with a hint of embarrassment.

"I am Su Chang, the actress who plays the Heavenly Child Granny."

Qian Lang, his mouth slightly open, was completely stunned.

Is this Su Chang?

Is this his second sheep on set?

If Su Chang hadn't pointed it out, I really wouldn't have recognized him.

In a flash, Qian Lang smiled, stood up, and extended his hand to Su Chang.

"Su Chang, hello, I'm Qian Lang, nice to meet you!"

Indeed, Qian Lang was very happy.

He had been waiting for Su Chang for a very long time.

Su Chang didn't expect Qian Lang to be so formal.

Her face was slightly flushed.

However, he quickly shook hands with Qian Lang.

"Teacher Qian, do you recognize me?"

Su Chang said with a little excitement.

Qian Lang isn't a big star in the entertainment industry now, but he's an idol to many young girls because he's good at fighting!

"Of course, you... I've heard of you, you're a child star!"

Qian Lang wanted to say that Su Chang's portrayals of Consort Dong'e and the little fox were both excellent, but then he suddenly realized that these TV series hadn't been filmed yet.

"Hehe, no, I was just kidding."

"Changchang, come here for a moment."

Just then, a still-attractive woman called out to Su Chang from the doorway!

Su Chang turned her head and replied.

"They're here."

"Teacher Qian, see you later."

"Okay, see you later!"

Qian Lang spoke with a smile, and nodded to the woman at the door.

But he started to make plans in his mind.

Su Chang is quite different from Liu Yifei.

At most, he could only take advantage of Liu Yifei, since her rise to fame was inevitable.

However, with Su Chang, he has far more room to maneuver.

First of all, there's Su Chang's portrayal of Tianshan Tonglao in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils." That sky-high braid... only a madman like Wuyazi would fall for such a Tianshan Tonglao.

Since Tianshan Tonglao has been diligently practicing Wuyazi's techniques, she must be very concerned about her image.

Therefore, this was a mistake by the production team's art director.

Moreover, this is the Heavenly Child Granny.

Qian Lang had already prepared a song for her.

Watching Su Chang leave, Qian Lang couldn't help but hum a tune.

"Half of my life has passed in vain."

The falling flowers evoke heartbreak.

We are separated by vast distances.

,,,,,,"

Meeting Su Chang put Qian Lang in a great mood, and he went to the film set that afternoon.

As soon as he arrived at the film set, Hu Jun pulled him into a corner.

"Old Hu, what's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?"

"Hey, I'm so unlucky, even drinking cold water brings me bad luck. I don't know where this rumor came from, but it's being spread around the crew that I'm having an affair with Liu Tao."

Hu Jun said irritably.

Qian Lang was taken aback.

this,,,,,,

If Hu Jun and Liu Tao are having an affair, then what is he and Liu Tao...?

wrong,,,,

"Old Hu, is Old Zhang stirring things up?"

Qian Lang asked a question.

Hu Jun and Liu Tao play a couple. If this is just hype, then Lao Zhang (Zhang Qian) should step in.

"No, I already asked. I don't care about rumors, but I haven't done anything."

Hu Jun said speechlessly.

"Hey, with your status, why are you getting so worked up about this?"

Qian Lang said nonchalantly.

"That's not the problem, I'm afraid my family will make a scene... Sigh... Prodigal Son, can you do me a favor?"