Fang Yang, a struggling bar singer, soul-transferred into a parallel universe where he inherited a dying website and a music academy, graduating from a student who lost both parents. He revived th...
"The taste is alright, isn't it?" Zhou Xin asked Fang Yang, as if she wanted to take credit, back in the car.
"Yes, it's really good. That's why they say the best food is found among the common people."
Zhou Xin smiled brightly, "Let's come back to eat again next time!"
“Sure, we’ll be staying here for quite a while in another month, so we can come over for a meal whenever we have time.”
Zhou Xin drove out of the alley. "You've already finished writing the script for that TV series?"
"It's been handed over to the scriptwriting department. I haven't had time to check on it lately, but it should be almost finished by now, right?"
"Then you'd better hurry up, don't start filming when it snows in Beijing."
"It's okay. We'll have to wait until the movie is edited and then show it for a while before watching it. You don't have anything to do right now, so spend more time with your family at home. After filming for several months, you probably won't be able to find the time again."
"It's alright, it's nothing, I'm used to it anyway. My dad said he wants to see you, when do you have time?"
Fang Yang's hand tightened. "Why did the old man suddenly want to see me?"
Seeing Fang Yang's nervous expression, Zhou Xin couldn't help but smile slightly. "I don't know either. Maybe my mom mentioned it casually last time!"
Fang Yang said with a bitter face, "How about we wait until the TV series is finished filming? That would be right before the Lunar New Year, and it would be more appropriate to bring some gifts and visit then."
"Then you have to remember that," Zhou Xin said with a slight smile, "Come to my house for dinner first, then go over there."
"So you're meeting my parents so soon?" Fang Yang asked nervously, a little flustered. "Isn't it a bit too early?"
"It's not like we're getting engaged, why are you so nervous?" Zhou Xin said, exasperated. "Or maybe you just don't have the heart for it?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that. It was just too sudden, and I wasn't prepared."
"Then you have a few months to prepare slowly." Seeing Fang Yang, who was usually unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, looking helpless, Zhou Xin was also a little excited. You won't surrender unless I use a little trick, humph! Mom really knows how to handle things!