“New talents are constantly emerging, and those who fall will be eliminated.” Zhang Yuwen’s tone revealed a hint of pessimism.
"I've already figured out how to handle this in public relations," Li Peiyu said confidently, her eyes gleaming with determination.
"How do we handle this public relations?" Zhang Yuwen asked curiously, his eyes filled with a mixture of expectation and doubt.
"I'll start a variety show about your daily life. Fans will either go crazy for you or hate you to death. Either way, the ratings will be high. Even if it's just a bit of negativity, it's still a hit." Li Peiyu described his plan with great enthusiasm, gesturing with his hands and looking excited and thrilled, as if everything was already under his control.
"Also, I'll completely rewrite your love story into a comic. I'll find the top artists to draw your story beautifully and movingly, with a dramatic plot. After attracting a large number of fans, I'll slowly reveal that the prototype is actually you and Fan Ge. The popularity will definitely skyrocket."
"There are plenty of solutions. At worst, Fan Ge can just go for a more serious image. Seriously, in a few years, who will still have the mind to boycott you two? By then, you can collaborate with Jiang Shuchen on a few songs, and my Fan Ge's image as a serious artist will be solidified." Li Peiyu became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, her words flowing like a river.
"Besides, the talent route relies on real ability. Fan Ge sings so well. If he just polishes a few classic songs and collaborates with Jiang Shuchen on a few songs, wouldn't his reputation turn around against all odds?"
As Zhang Yuwen listened to Li Peiyu's eloquent speech, he felt somewhat wavering, but still had reservations.
“Peiyu, your idea is good, but it’s not so easy to implement. What if the fans don’t buy it? I can’t gamble with Xiao Fan’s career.”
Li Peiyu patted her chest and assured him, "Uncle Wen, don't worry. I've been in this business for a while now, and I have a good grasp of what fans think. Besides, what I mean is, you two are still secretly seeing each other. If that day really comes, it's not necessarily a dead end." Her eyes were firm and full of confidence.
"You've only been working here for a few days, how dare you say it wasn't just a day or two?" Zhang Yuwen scoffed.
"I'm right, we've been doing this for several months now," Li Peiyu argued, unable to suppress her smile.
“How could Lu Yuzhi possibly like someone like you?” Zhang Yuwen shook his head.
"Uncle Wen, do you see that Hummer following behind?" Li Peiyu pointed to the rearview mirror.
“I saw it,” Zhang Yuwen replied after glancing back.
"Lu Yuzhi gave me his bodyguard. After I started dating Lu Yuzhi, I was drugged once, kidnapped once, threatened by Grandpa Lu once, and yesterday I learned that his aunt also wanted to teach me a lesson. I've risked my life for Lu Yuzhi." Li Peiyu said, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes as she recounted these experiences, but more so, determination.
Zhang Yuwen was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
After a long while, he murmured, "I never imagined you'd been through so much."
Compared to that, he and Xiao Fan don't have such a difficult situation.
Zhang Yuwen was silent for a while, then finally nodded: "Alright, I'll trust you this once."
Li Peiyu exclaimed excitedly, "That's great, Uncle Wen! I've finally fulfilled my mission!"
"I'll drive at the next service station."
"You're not going to run away, are you, Uncle Wen?"
"No. You've convinced me."
At night, the darkness was as black as ink, and all around was silent, with only the headlights of vehicles flashing in the darkness.
They got off the highway and found a hotel to rest.
The room was simply and neatly furnished. Li Peiyu lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything with Lu Yuzhi, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
She came from within the book and fell in love without a care in the world.
What separates her from Lu Yuzhi is not age or social status.
Rather, it was a deliberate trick of fate.
If one day an accident happens and she returns to her original world, how will she let go of everything in this dream?
How can Lu Yuzhi find a way out?
Zhang Yuwen sat by the window in the next room, gazing at the night view outside, lost in thought.
It was already the evening of the second day when they arrived at the place where Xiao Fan was recording the show.
The sky was dotted with stars, like dazzling gems set against the black canvas.
The recording studio was brightly lit, with various lights intertwining to illuminate the surroundings as if it were daytime.
As soon as Li Peiyu got out of the car, she immediately felt the tense and busy atmosphere. People came and went, and the sounds of footsteps, shouts, and machines mingled together, creating a noisy symphony.
Her eyes darted through the crowd, eagerly searching for Xiao Fan's figure.
Upon seeing Li Peiyu, the staff present immediately understood that she had come to see Xiao Fan, and hurriedly went inside to inform her.
A moment later, Xiao Fan came running out. He was only wearing a sweater, not even bothering to put on a coat. His hair was a little messy, and his face was full of urgency and anticipation.
The two got into the car, and Li Peiyu sat in the driver's seat.
After Xiao Fan closed the car door, when he saw Zhang Yuwen in the back seat, he immediately sat on his lap, pounced into his arms, and kissed him passionately.
"Peiyu is still here," Zhang Yuwen reminded her somewhat apologetically.
"You're all pretending I don't exist." Li Peiyu helplessly picked up his Bluetooth earphones, listened to music, and pretended to be dead while leaning on the steering wheel.
People outside assumed Xiao Fan and Li Peiyu were having a secret rendezvous in the car, and they went crazy, excitedly whispering to each other, with some even taking out their phones to take pictures.
In reality, Li Peiyu was awkwardly acting as a third wheel in the car.
Hearing Li Peiyu say that, Xiao Fan became even more unruly, wishing he could devour Zhang Yuwen alive.
a long time
Xiao Fan pressed his nose against Zhang Yuwen's, his eyes filled with determination, and said, "I won't break up with you, don't even think about it."
Zhang Yuwen sighed helplessly and patiently persuaded, "Your music career is going to be ruined because of me. Think it through. You are so talented, you can't give up your dreams because of me."
"No matter what comes up with you, I'll choose you. I'm just afraid..." Xiao Fan's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of unease.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Yuwen asked softly, his eyes filled with concern.
"I'm afraid you won't choose me, because of your dream of becoming an old artist." Xiao Fan's voice was tinged with grievance, and his eyes began to redden.
"Well, I still want to be an artist. Can you break up with me? Can you let me go?" Zhang Yuwen's tone was resolute, but his eyes held deep pain.
"You really won't choose me?" Xiao Fan's voice rose a few decibels, trembling with tears, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Be more mature. Don't give up your future for love. We've been together for seven years. Some people around me have been divorced twice." Zhang Yuwen turned her head away, not daring to look Xiao Fan in the eye.
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