Chapter 28
Yan Ze quickly discovered the reason, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Yan An!"
It turned out that Yan An secretly set all the smart systems in the house to pink secret love mode while Yang Tianxing was away on a business trip. Needless to say, it must be another prank by the little girl.
Yan Ze restored the mode to normal with an expressionless face. Yan An next door probably received the message. Soon, there was a knock on the door.
Yan Ze glared coldly at Yan An, who smiled at him with a look of triumph, and commented mercilessly, "You're already not good-looking, and those two walnut-shaped eyes make you even uglier."
Hearing the walnut eyes, Yan An sat down on the sofa across from Yan Ze and muttered angrily, "It's all Huanxu's fault. Why is he copying others and making a sad drama when there are so many other options? That rubbish Nanling King is so pissed! It makes me so angry!"
After punching the air a few times to vent his anger, Yan An quickly regained his energy and laughed at something he thought of:
"Were you surprised? Were you surprised? Did you feel like you were in love? Bro, you're really too boring. Why did you change your style? Even though I don't have a sister-in-law yet, you should cultivate your romantic instincts beforehand, otherwise you won't be able to get a wife in the future."
"Why are you so stern? You'll scare my future sister-in-law away, eh..."
Yan An leaned back strategically and took a breath of cold air. Across from her, her stinky old brother slowly raised the corners of his lips and revealed a "ferocious" smile.
Yan An: "...or maybe you should stop laughing."
"Heh." Yan Ze uttered an ambiguous snort of laughter, stood up, straightened his clothes, gave Yan An an ambiguous look of pity, and turned away mercilessly.
Humph, Yan An will never know what she missed!
He had originally brought some Yangtianxing specialties for the little girl, and after running into Huan Xu, whom she kept talking about all day, he was kind enough to ask for an autograph for her.
Now, neither the small gifts nor the autographs are available!
On Xingnet, two hours after Taihang’s film review was released, Xingchen’s film review was finally released.
This time, Xingchen Film Review also took a concise approach, and like Taihang's film review, it only had sixteen words.
Stars: waterfalls on the mountains, cranes’ hidden habitats; flowing water without strings, an eternal harp.
"The two-hour wait was worth it. Teacher Xingchen's short review was also great."
"What a coincidence! Teacher Taihang and Teacher Xingchen's film reviews both have sixteen characters."
"It's true. Putting these two film reviews together, my obsessive-compulsive disorder is cured."
"Xingchen: Who can tell the difference between me and Taihang now, dog head?"
One of them quoted from classics in his film review, while the other was no less impressive, skillfully using metaphors. The friendship between the two, along with the mountains and flowing water, has become a painting that will last for thousands of years. Fans seemed to see again the lonely and brave musician in white, and Zhuang Wei who personally plucked the ancient zither that looked like a half-body to avenge his friend.
"Oh no, what should I do if I think these two people's film reviews are amazing?"
Of course, some old Taihang fans think Xingchen is deliberately trying to rip them off. Although the film review is also good, Taihang is better! The title of Director Huan's number one fan will always belong to Taihang.
The two people's film reviews were simple and concise, and had a tone that the people of Cang Tianxing liked. While they became popular, they also attracted a new wave of traffic for Jinse.
There were also other film and television companies that valued this wave of traffic and sent business cooperation offers to the two, hoping that the two film critics could accept some reviews to make money. However, Taihang, which had some popularity before but was a bit aloof, was fine, and the cooperation invitations from Xingchen, who suddenly emerged, all fell into the sea.
Some people even speculated behind the scenes that Xingchen might be Huan Xu's own pseudonym, otherwise why would he single out Huan Xu for "stinking feet" and pick on Qian.
Huan Xu, who had just come out of the airport, didn't know that he almost took the blame for Xiao Gu.
Huan Xu tightened the scarf around his neck, exhaled a puff of white air, quickly stuffed his hands back into his coat pockets, and looked at the diamond-shaped snowflakes slowly falling from the sky. It was so cold.
The temperature on Cangtian Star is still just right, and it is the season when flowers bloom, but Xuantian Star in the north has already entered winter.
I should have worn more layers of autumn clothes and long johns earlier. What is Fengdu? Can it be eaten? This is what Huan Dao, who has already started to practice health preservation, thought.
However, when Huan Xu looked out through the window of the airport, the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
It's true that everyone is experiencing different seasons. Some pedestrians are wearing down jackets that look very warm, while there are also taller men and women wearing short sleeves and spring and summer clothes. There is no stiffness on their faces.
Perhaps Huan Xu had been standing there for too long. A tall man standing next to him, also wearing a single layer of clothing that barely concealed the flowing muscles of his arms, ended his conversation with his friend and spoke to Huan Xu cheerfully, "Is this your first time traveling to Xuantian Star, right?"
Huan Xu turned around, and Xuan Tianren smiled again, explaining, "The spring and summer seasons here are relatively short, and the temperature is low year-round. Over time, everyone has adapted to it."
"It's only the beginning of the snow season now, so it's pretty warm for us. A few months later, it'll be a heavy snowfall, easily reaching above the knees, and the entire planet will be covered in ice and snow. That's when it's really cold, haha."
"Of course, many people come here specifically in the cold winter to experience our unique ice and snow festival. We clean the roads together, have snowball fights, eat hot pot and barbecue, and if you're lucky, you can have a wonderful encounter with a polar bear coming down the mountain. At night, we can see the twinkling aurora. It's really amazing."
The hospitable Xuantian people advertised their hometown, not forgetting to boast about it, giving a thumbs-up and warmly inviting everyone: "Friends, if you have the chance, you must come and experience the winter, it's wonderful!"
Huan Xu didn't sense any ill will from the other party. Just like what they said on the Star Network, Xuantian Star was very cold, but the enthusiasm of Xuantian Star's friends was like another round of scorching sun radiating heat. Nodding, Huan Xu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come when I have the chance."
Xuantianren was very happy to get Huan Xu's guarantee, which was not a guarantee. They were strangers just now, but now they have been promoted to brothers. The man also introduced Huan Xu to several famous and affordable check-in spots. Not yet satisfied, he took his car to a nearby place.
Huan Xu waved goodbye to his fellow Xuantian. The Xuantian took two steps and then remembered something. He turned back and kindly reminded him:
"Our Xuantian Star has very good security. If you encounter a street fight, don't be afraid. There are security booths every few kilometers, and there are signs at every intersection. Run over and a police officer will protect you. Finally, my friend, I wish you a happy time in Xuantian Star."
"..." Huan Xu's smile froze. My friend, your insistence on concealing the truth makes me even more worried.
It can be seen from almost every bodybuilding coach of the local people of Xuantian Star that the customs and habits of Xuantian Star are very rough and vast. It is not an exaggeration for the enthusiastic friends of Xuantian Star to say that they had encountered polar bears. In the interstellar news recommended by the Star Network, the people of Xuantian Star often make headlines with their rough style of doing things.
For example, when a white bear broke into a private house, it was subdued by a brave and enthusiastic citizen before the police officer arrived, and no casualties or property damage was caused.
For example, several eighteen-year-old girls from Xuantianxing were hiking on an alien planet and unfortunately encountered a small and vicious group of space pirates on the way. Fortunately, when the interstellar patrol arrived, the lovely girls were not harmed.
The pirate with a bruised face and nose curled up on the ground. When he saw the patrolman shouting "Help" or something like that, he didn't need to pay any attention.
In this regard, Director Huan's evaluation is one word: courage.
Of course, in a society ruled by law, although the people of Xuantian Star often have flashes of lightning and thunder and sparks when they look at each other because of livelihood issues, they will not take action at will to affect others.
If you really like each other, there is a free ring nearby. You can use some small stakes to go to the ring and have a friendly match, with competition second and friendship first.
There are professional protective robots responsible for calling a halt at any time, which will not endanger the lives of either side of the game. The audience can even watch the game in real time from outside the stadium, and it is very comfortable to place a small bet for fun.
The street fighting on Xuantian Star is just like the street performances on Yangtian Star. It is common and has become a characteristic of the planet.
When you are happy, you can battle to double your happiness; when you are unhappy, you can battle to vent your depression. The main purpose is entertainment.
Huan Xu, who was not worried about his personal safety, took a taxi and told the name of the hotel he had booked. On the way, he chatted with the uncle about some interesting things that had happened recently on Xuantian Star. Huan Xu checked into the hotel and prepared to have a good night's rest.
As for why Huan Xu came to Xuantian Star, it was certainly not for tourism, but to visit an old man who was introduced by an acquaintance from the Institute of Ancient Studies. It was said that the old man had a strange temper, so Huan Xu planned to recuperate and was prepared to visit him three times.
Oh, Huan Xu has now been recommended by the Institute of Ancient and Paleontological Research to become an honorary expert. Several teachers Huan Xu knew almost got into a fight over which branch Huan Xu should be listed under. Even Professor Gu, who was usually mild-tempered, blushed for a rare time and argued with those guys who were competing with him for the baby at the dinner table.
Finally, in order to resolve the dispute, the old director of the Institute of Ancient Research, who was nearly 70 years old, came forward in person and added Huan Xu to the list of personnel of the headquarters.
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In the courtyard behind the building, there are wooden stakes, wooden men and other outdated objects. In the open space further away, there is a small arena with even rarer cold weapons placed next to it.
The venue is carefully maintained every day, and there is not a single weed even in the corners of the ground. An old man wearing traditional shorts is practicing his daily exercises next to the wooden stakes. Bang, bang, bang, the speed of his palms goes from slow to fast, and his palms shuttle between the wooden stakes, which is dazzling.
Not far away, the shirts of two young men were soaked with sweat, but they did not stop waving their swords.
However, compared to the venue that can accommodate dozens of people, the only three people now highlight the emptiness and silence of the training ground.
Huan Xu got out of the taxi and saw his target at first sight. Against the backdrop of the high-tech signs of other shops, the wooden plaque hanging on the smallest storefront at the corner of the long street was so eye-catching.
"Haoyang Martial Arts School" is the purpose of Huan Xu's trip to Xuantian Star.
Under the curious gazes of other shop owners on this not-so-old antique street, Huan Xu stepped into this small, deserted shop.
Through the corridor entrance, the interior of the martial arts hall is much more spacious than the small storefront outside. Although small, it has everything.
A young man with a cloth tied on his head is using a feather duster to clean the dust balls on the ceiling. In this interstellar age of technological development, not to mention such antiques as feather dusters, even cleaning by oneself can be completely replaced by household robots.
Therefore, this martial arts school, which has almost no trace of high technology in the store, is vaguely isolated by the entire long street as a weirdo.
Huan Xu felt somewhat familiar with the scene before him, and the vague days in the orphanage emerged in his mind. At that time, during the general cleaning, all the children worked together.
As the eldest brother in the orphanage during his youth, high-altitude work like working on the ceiling was the responsibility of Huan Xu and two other peers. Even after he entered the entertainment industry and gained fame and status, the orphanage's conditions improved with his financial support. His grandmother, who had always been frugal, was reluctant to spend money to hire someone to help clean up.
I had promised to bring gifts back to see those idiots. The director's grandmother is old, so I just hope they won't be too sad after hearing the news of my accident...
Huan Xu was distracted for a rare moment. When he came back to his senses, he saw the young boy standing in front of him, blushing and apologizing, "I'm sorry, I didn't know someone would come in just now. I stained your clothes. I'm really sorry."
Huan Xu followed the other person's line of sight and saw a gray line hanging on his coat. He did not feel offended. Instead, he felt that this more familiar gray line was handsome.
"Excuse me, sir?"
Huan Xu took out a business card and handed it to the young man. "Hello, I'm Huan Xu. I've sent a letter to Mr. Tang through the Institute of Ancient Studies. Is Mr. Tang here?"
Tang Peiyu took Huan Xu's business card and quickly scanned it, a flash of obvious disappointment on his face. He thought it was someone who came to inquire about the martial arts school, but it turned out to be a director of an entertainment company.
The boy curled his lips in a way he thought was inconspicuous, thinking that his grandfather hated those people in the entertainment industry the most.
He still remembered that when he was very young, a famous director came to his house. At first, his grandfather had a good chat with the director and even cooperated with him. The grandfather, who was not very old, carried him on his shoulders and said to him happily:
"When the film is released, the charm of ancient martial arts will be seen by more people and will be loved by more people. It will not decline. Then Xiao Pei will practice martial arts with many of his fellow practitioners. When we grow up, we can promote ancient martial arts together, okay?"
My grandfather and the great director left for a while and came back much earlier than the agreed time. My grandfather, who was full of fighting spirit when he left, came back feeling lost and angry.
Tang Xiaoyu overheard the conversation between his grandfather and his senior brother, and came to a conclusion in a naive way: his grandfather was deceived by a bad guy!
Later, when the movie was released, Tang Xiaoyu went to see it secretly without telling his grandfather, but he found that although the whole movie was titled as ancient martial arts, it did not promote ancient martial arts at all. Oh, actually it did, but the ancient martial arts successor was positioned as the source of laughter, and he encountered a lot of problems every time he appeared. When he thought about it again after growing up, he still felt that the actor's performance was exaggerated and pretentious.
Borrowing the name of the mysterious oriental ancient martial arts from the mother planet, it turned out to be just a gimmick.
Tang Peiyu thought at that time that if he saw that stupid director again, he would definitely go up and punch him a few times to let him know the power of ancient martial arts.
It’s a pity that there has been no chance until now, not to mention the bearded director before. Since then, other directors have never visited the martial arts school, whether it is their own or the other ones on Xuantian Star.
Because that time, my grandfather and several other grandfathers scolded the director harshly, and the director and the fans of the movie turned around and scolded them as liars.
In short, after that incident, grandpa seemed to become even more silent.
The young man, who had no affection for the entire entertainment industry, gritted his teeth, his hands itching. Although he wasn't a director, they were both in the same profession. How about...invite him to the ring? He was a law-abiding citizen.
The young man looked up at Huan Xu, the stranger, and concluded that he would not be able to withstand a few of his punches.
Huan Xu noticed the change in Tang Peiyu's expression and, before the young man could speak, he politely inquired again in a gentle voice, "Excuse me, Mr. Tang..."
"No! We only recruit martial arts students here. Other purposes are not welcome. Mr. Huan, please go back." Tang Peiyu had a stern face, which still had baby fat, and imitated his grandfather's usual serious look as he ordered the visitor to leave.
Huan Xu had understood the situation before coming and did not care about the young man's cold face. He had said before that he was ready to visit Mr. Tang three times. Unlike the previous director, he came with sincerity and hoped to impress Mr. Tang and let the other party see his seriousness and attitude.
If things can be accomplished, that would be the best. If not, he would have to find another way.
Huan Xu continued in a gentle voice, "If the old gentleman is here, please introduce him to me."
"How come you don't understand what I'm saying? You're not welcome in our martial arts school." The young man stamped his feet anxiously, showing the impatient side of the Xuantian people.
Huan Xu sincerely suggested: "I'm not a bad person. I was introduced by your grandfather's acquaintances. I also sent a letter of visit before. Why don't you ask the old man?"
Hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed across Tang Peiyu's face. After hesitating for a moment, the child said, "Then I'll go ask."
At the end, he added: "Just stand here, don't move, and don't touch anything!"
I still remember that after that incident, some radical guys broke into the martial arts gym and smashed things up. My grandfather was sad for a long time afterwards, fearing that this guy would do something desperate!
While Tang Peiyu was connecting to his grandfather's communication, he kept a close eye on Huan Xu to prevent him from becoming desperate. He had to knock him down the moment he made a move, in self-defense.
Tang Peiyu didn't hide anything and directly opened the speaker to contact his grandfather at the old house's martial arts training ground. He directly explained Huan Xu and his purpose of coming. Before Tang Peiyu could finish, the old man's cold voice directly ordered him to leave: "Get out!"
Feeling that he had been scolded as well, Tang Peiyu touched his nose and looked up at Huan Xu: "You heard what Grandpa said, please go in."
Tang Peiyu raised her hand to indicate the direction of Huanxu's door. Huanxu nodded, but did not continue to pester her. However, the words he left before leaving made Tang Peiyu feel a tightness in his chest:
"Please tell the old gentleman that I will come to visit again in two days. I know he is still upset because of some things that happened before, but please believe that he and I have the same expectations. Next time I come, I will also bring my sincerity and hope to communicate with him face to face."
Huan Xu left, leaving Tang Peiyu staring at Huan Xu's back in a daze. He always felt that this unexpectedly young director was different from the bearded man.
Subconsciously picking up the business card and taking a look at it, Tang Peiyu noticed something special and exclaimed, "Alien?!"
Or the guy from the next door.
Subconsciously dialing his grandfather again, Tang Peiyu shouted, "Grandpa, Cang Tianxing, the person looking for you this time is an alien director..."
Before Tang Peiyu could finish shouting, the busy tone of the call was heard again, followed by the old man's familiar voice of "Get lost".
"Go away, go away. Why are you so fierce?" The child pursed his lips in grievance, put away the communicator, readjusted the headscarf on his head, and prepared to continue cleaning. He originally wanted to throw the business card into the trash can, but somehow, he ended up putting it on the table.
He said he was not welcome, but he was also hurt by the incident. Tang Peiyu, who had not seen too many sinister people, still held some small wishes in his heart. What if? He would keep it for now. It's just a card and it doesn't take up any space. He can throw it away anytime he wants.
Although he was calm and confident when he left, after returning to the hotel, Director Huan, who had not even seen the main person, sighed and immediately contacted external assistance.
Although the old director of the Institute of Ancient Martial Arts and Huan Xu have not met formally yet due to their respective busy schedules, they have already boasted that they have become close friends regardless of age difference through several exchanges. This time, when he heard that Huan Xu was looking for a successor to ancient martial arts, he introduced Tang Hongwu to him.
The old director also knew Old Man Tang's temper. He had specially communicated with old friends before and told them about Huan Xu's visit. Who knew that when Huan Xu arrived, the old man would change his mind and act arrogantly.
"Old Tang is so pissed off! He clearly made an agreement with me, but he didn't even give me face!"
Huan Xu smiled and said, "You told Mr. Tang that I came back to visit you. Did he agree then?"
The old director of the Institute of Ancient Research: “Uh…” Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Old Tang also cursed at him and told him to get lost, and then hung up the phone.
"Xiao Xu, this is my fault. I didn't convey the message properly. Grandpa apologizes to you. So, I'll call him right now and have a good talk with him. What do you think?"
He took it for granted and forgot the key to the problem. Old Man Tang was from Xuantian Star and had no idea about the big things that kid Huan had done in their Cangtian.
"Thank you. I'll trouble you then. I'll visit Mr. Tang again later. I hope he'll give me a chance to meet him. If he's still unwilling after the meeting, I won't force him."
"Okay, you're a good kid. Old Tang was cheated many times when he was young, so he's just afraid. Although he's a bad-tempered old man, once you get to know him, you'll find that he's a very nice friend."
"The people of Xuantian Star all have this kind of temper. They dare to love and hate. When they hate you, they really want to fight you every minute. But when they really become one of their own, they will definitely be the most protective. I'll bear with you for a while, Xiaoxu. Don't mind it with Old Man Tang. If he knew how good you are, Xiaoxu, he will definitely regret being so cold to you today."
Listening to the old director speaking for his old friend, Huan Xu did not get angry. He smiled good-naturedly and responded:
"Don't worry, I understand. If I like someone, I like him. If I'm annoyed, I'm annoyed. It's better than saying one thing in public and another in private. I also like making friends with the Xuantian people. When I arrived at Xuantian Star yesterday, I felt the warmth and enthusiasm here."
"Hahaha, right? Anyone who's been there will be infected by the unique warmth beneath the North Star's extreme cold. Xiao Xu, have fun these two days. I'll contact you after I've taken care of Old Man Tang."
After hanging up the phone, Huan Xu smiled again, and decided to put his work aside for the time being and go out for a walk.
A thermos is essential, and the hot water inside is even more indispensable. Carrying his exclusive equipment, Huan Xu walked out of the hotel and stepped onto this unique planet. Inadvertently, he thought of the fans he met by chance on Yang Tianxing last time. It should not be such a coincidence to meet them again this time.
"A-choo." In the office of Fenghuo, the president of one of the three major entertainment companies in Cangtianxing, Yan Ze, who was listening to his assistant's work report, suddenly sneezed.
Secretary Gao subtly suggested, "Boss Yan, the weather forecast says the weather is going to be changeable soon. You should take some rest. Work is important, but your health is more important."
Mr. Yan, please stop getting so carried away. Look at their secretariat, there is no one who doesn't have a gloomy face. A new official has three big things to do when he takes office. Mr. Yan has many things to hand over. The young president stays up late and works overtime every day to keep the overall situation in check. What else can these senior employees do? They have to follow suit and endure it.
If this continues, all my hair will be gone.
Yan Ze put down the document and thought for three seconds with an expressionless face. In the secretary's suddenly surprised eyes, he nodded and said, "You go out first."
After working continuously for a while, it's time to take a break.
When it was time to get off work, I saw the young president leaving the company in the exclusive elevator. After a brief silence, there were a few suppressed exclamations from the secretary's office. Finally, there was a day when I could return home before the moon came out.
Fenghuo's salary is attractive, but the freedom of surfing the Internet is even more attractive.
Especially tonight, the first round of voting for Canglan.com's cold label works collection has officially closed. Everyone is waiting to see the final rankings and is also preparing to vote for their favorite works tonight.
During the day, Secretary Gao couldn't help but make a scissors hand gesture in his heart. President Yan's sneeze was just in time. Jinse, wait for me to use my Secretary Gao's expertise to vote for you.
Many directors also participated in this music work collection activity. From the release of the trailer to the official closing of the channel, it took three months, with more than 300 official entries, and an average of 3 works released every day, expanding the Cang Tianxing music film library.
Although most of the films are of average quality, this year's competition has three gold directors and sixteen silver directors. Bronze directors and ordinary directors have also produced several good works because of their broad foundation. The audience of Cang Tianxing is still very satisfied.
After the first round of voting, 25 works were selected to enter the finals. Canglan.com recommended them for promotion for one week. Finally, the audience voted for five winning works, one each for first, second and third prizes, and two other outstanding creative awards.
There is no doubt about the quality of Jinse, and the votes are enough to qualify, but fans are not satisfied. Compared with other works that have accumulated more fans and are supported by major film and television companies, Jinse is at a disadvantage in this regard.
Even though he is already very capable, and has crushed a number of bronze directors and ordinary directors in terms of total votes, and even surpassed several silver directors in succession, he is still some distance away from the votes of the three gold directors.
The recommendations for the following week will also be sorted according to the ranking of the first voting channel. The more votes, the better the recommendation position. Although there is a possibility of catching up and making a comeback after a week of strong promotion, this is a rare case after all.
Therefore, fans hope to exert their power as much as possible to send their favorite works to a higher position, gain better exposure, be seen by more audiences, and then... cry together until they are like dogs.
Huan Xu and Jin Se's various fan groups are already organizing lively ticket-buying activities for the last night.
"You vote and I vote, Huan Daodao will debut tomorrow."
"Strive for top ten and top five, go for it."
"We can't be the only ones being stabbed into fools. We need to get more people to join us. Cry, cry hard."
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