New actor Lu Zixi, a rising film emperor, unfortunately died in a car accident the night before his awards ceremony. When he woke up again, he had transmigrated into the body of an inexperienced sm...
Chapter 29
At the Military Region General Hospital, Yan Yunzhen's words were very obscure, but Lu Zixi understood them.
Yan Yunzhen was telling himself that his father's condition was temporarily stable—of course, this presupposed that he truly had to be the reincarnated "Lu Zixi" to understand and thank him. If the original owner had heard this, they would probably have simply been baffled and forgotten.
So Yan Yunzhen's words could be considered a test. He was sending a signal: I have already guessed who you might be.
Lu Zixi's reaction is the key to judging whether his guess is correct.
If it was something else, Lu Zixi might have just laughed it off, but in this matter, he really wanted to thank Yan Yunzhen from the bottom of his heart, without any perfunctory gratitude, no matter what their relationship was.
When he first crossed over, he had thought about whether to contact his father, but in the end he decided that it was best not to.
Due to his declining health, his father is now basically hospitalized. But the old man has always been very strong-willed, even with an inflated sense of self-esteem. When Lu Zixi was about to give up his career to come and take care of him, even at his age, he picked up a bench and beat him out, yelling at him: "I'm not paralyzed! You little bastard, you're usually gone for ten days or half a month when you're filming a movie. You cried, made a scene, and even threatened to commit suicide with me just to be an actor. I don't see how filial you are. I got scared like this because of an illness. You're lying on the head of my bed with red eyes, and I'm not dead yet. What a loser!"
Although Lu Zixi had eaten fried meat with leather belts as a meal as a child, this was the first time in his adult life that he had been properly beaten. After being stunned by the beating, he hadn't had time to think about how to stay with his father without being noticed before the incident happened. Therefore, if those around him kept it a secret, his father, who only watched the news on TV, might not learn of his death for a while, and might think that he had gone to live as a wild man on the prairie like he did during the filming of "Peeping Light"—even if he would find out after a while, it would still be better than him coming to his house and claiming that his son had died and been reborn. Firstly, as a relatively unknown artist, Lu Zixi would find it difficult to contact such a high-ranking figure directly without the security personnel surrounding him, and he might have been turned away from him long ago. Even if he went through all the trouble to meet with his father privately, the staunchly materialistic old man would not be easily convinced, and it would be bad if he thought he was a liar or a psychopath.
Secondly, he didn't know if his death was truly an accident. If it was, then rashly revealing his identity would be extremely dangerous, both for his father and himself. Furthermore, his father's identity was special; in most cases, he was safer than he was, so revealing his identity wouldn't be of much use. He could only follow the news and official military and political websites as closely as possible, comforting himself that no news was good news.
In this situation, Yan Yunzhen suddenly sent a message to him through Song Yang, saying that he had visited his father at the Military Region General Hospital and everything was fine. It was really heart-wrenching.
This person patiently picked up my worthless self from Changxing after my rebirth, raised me at home, and gradually cleared away the obstacles that stood in my way. Before I even thought of contacting his father through Yan Yunzhen, he had already taken the initiative to gather information for him. This was a kind of silent tenderness, hidden beneath his outwardly stern exterior, as soft as an oversized pillow that made you want to bury yourself in, reliable and warm.
Lu Zixi was somewhat moved, while Song Yang on the other side was quite qualified as an assistant. After he said this, he continued to do the work at hand meticulously according to the original arrangement, without observing the reaction of the listener at all.
This was the move of a clever person, so clever that Lu Zixi couldn't help but wonder if Song Yang, who knew everything about their relationship at the time, was truly clueless, or if he saw through everything but kept it to himself...
"Oh, by the way, Young Master Yan also asked me to tell you that if you draw the curtains on the right side of the restaurant on the first floor, you'll see a whole white wall. If you want to do a food broadcast, you can do it there. As long as you don't turn on the location, no one will know where you are." Song Yang flipped to a memo, explained it carefully, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "He said... he's looking forward to it."
When Lu Zixi heard the word "expectation", he felt that there was a pit waiting for him ahead. He blinked and said, "Okay, thank you, Brother Song."
"Just call me by my name." Song Yang continued calmly, "Don't be so polite."
Then, his next words were like thunder out of the blue: "Anyway, after you come to Yuanhong, I will probably be your joint assistant. It would be strange to be too polite."
In the entertainment industry, it is normal to share an agent. However, apart from group members, any artist who works independently and has a certain status will not share an assistant with others!
This means that their schedules will basically overlap, which is not the case for married couples!
"You... don't mind? This is a lot of work, right?" Lu Zixi asked tentatively.
"No, my salary has tripled." Song Yang said calmly.
"Three times?" Lu Zixi was puzzled. "Wouldn't one more person double the amount?"
Another one is compensation for mental damages caused by being forced to eat dog food.
"Nothing, he said he's happy to do it." After Song Yang finished complaining in his heart, he continued calmly.
After getting off the car and returning home, Lu Zixi found Yan Yunzhen's simple gym according to Song Yang's instructions.
The gym wasn't locked. While the space wasn't large, it was well-equipped with everything from running to weightlifting. It was definitely more than enough for his current body. He took a photo of himself getting ready to exercise, posted it on Weibo, and began exercising according to some of his past life's experience.
The biggest problem with this body is probably improper diet and lack of strength and endurance training. As long as these two points are done well, it is not impossible to get the body into shape in a short period of time.
If you can get help with a red envelope, it will be even more effective.
When Yan Yunzhen called, Lu Zixi was running on the treadmill until he was exhausted. He paused with a slap and slowly got off the track. While stretching his ankle, he answered the phone: "What's wrong?"
"Do you miss me?" Yan Yunzhen heard his panting and chuckled, "Don't exercise too vigorously, take it step by step."
"It's only been a short time. You just got off the plane. Even if I miss you, it won't happen that soon, right?" Lu Zixi was a little embarrassed. "I know my limits. It's okay."
"That means you miss me at night." Yan Yunzhen nodded, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I see. I'll come to see you at night."
"You..." Lu Zixi gasped for breath, not having the energy to argue with him, "I don't want to bother with you."
"Let's get down to business." Yan Yunzhen laughed for a long time before saying, "I don't like having other people at home, so I usually eat in the cafeteria at Yuanhong, or have food delivered from Banshan Qinyuan. If you don't want to cook or go out, contact Song Yang and ask him to give you the phone number for Banshan. The management here is strict, and ordinary takeout can't get in."
"You don't like having other people at home, then what am I?" Lu Zixi raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I don't like outsiders." Yan Yunzhen paused and said, "Aren't you my little lamb?"
Lu Zixi knew that he couldn't win the argument, so he could only decide to hang up the phone angrily.
"Hey, Xiaoyang, if you miss me at night, turn the TV to channel 3 and you can see me." Yan Yunzhen said before he hung up the phone, "It's a new program, it's being broadcast for the first time, remember to watch it."
Lu Zixi was already confused by his ability to say things with hidden meanings. Just as he was about to say something, he realized that Yan Yunzhen had already hung up the phone.
Well, he didn't have time to say thank you.
For...what Song Yang told him.
Lu Zixi scratched his head in annoyance, tidied the gym back to its original state, and got up to cook.
When passing by the restaurant, he paid special attention to the wall that Song Yang mentioned.
I don't know if it's the style of the tables, but the entire restaurant exudes a classic Chinese atmosphere, yet it's simple and unpretentious, perfectly complementing the overall minimalist style. The wall to one side is indeed bare, a row of empty wooden wine racks dotting the completely blank space. Drawn curtains on the side hide the view outside. The seats in the restaurant face a TV, presumably for listening to the morning news.
Lu Zixi looked around anxiously, and when he felt that there was really no problem, he put the ingredients in place, opened his phone, and sent a new Weibo message -
[@Lu Wenqi What to eat today: Today I eat this [picture][picture]]
Whether in the entertainment industry or in social life, the best way to quickly be remembered, besides frantically showing your face, is to give yourself a label, or in other words, a distinctive symbol. Lu Zixi doesn't have the capital to show his face yet. Excessive marketing will only make people bored, so he quietly continues to cultivate his own small piece of land on Weibo and in his live broadcast room. This is very similar to the original owner's usual style. The only difference is that he has reduced invalid forwarding, and most of his Weibo posts have been original. He also posts about the food he cooks or eats every day, with the caption "Eat this today". Gradually, this has become a meme associated with "Lu Wenqi", and his fame on Weibo has been successfully maintained by relying on food and live broadcasts.
Soon, the fans who were squatting there heard the news and the comment section became lively all of a sudden——
Xiao Tiantian Lu Wenqi: My dream is to eat this today, followed by my photo.
boolu: Hahahaha, Chen Duxiu, sit down
Enthusiastic citizen Ms. Li: The picture the boy posted today is of ingredients! Is he doing a food show? But the table looks different?
Little brother's little horse hoof: In the reply to the last Weibo post, the little brother said that he has moved out of the original house and lives in Yuanhong's dormitory. This live broadcast is also to tell us that everything is fine with him, so don't worry~
I really don’t want to eat fish: Actually, I’m really touched. Our Xiao Lu started out as a food broadcaster. Generally speaking, such artists would not come back to do food broadcasts after becoming famous, and everyone can understand that. But he always cares about the feelings of his old fans, and the live broadcast room has never been closed. It’s very heartwarming [heart] He has become everyone’s little brother now, but he will always be our Xiao Lu
And became Yan Yunzhen's lamb.
When Lu Zixi saw this comment, he thought with a headache.
Yan Yunzhen...what exactly does he want to do?
The author has something to say: Sorry for the long wait! There will be another update in the early morning qvq and, Xiao Lu will finally recognize his father, ha.
Continue to thank everyone for their love and support for this article! Please don't make it too big qaq I will work hard to update!
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