In theory, this open secret is almost impossible to leak.
"Just a guess."
"Something's not right between you two, and your lifestyles have changed."
“Others may not see the problem, but we’ve lived under the same roof for almost two years, so it’s easy for us to feel it.”
Chen Xin adjusted his glasses.
Xu Zhe opened his mouth, wanting to explain.
Chen Xin suddenly waved his hand.
"Forget it, let's not ask about this."
"Lin Rui, if you're busy, go ahead and do your work."
After saying that, Chen Xin added, "If you have the chance, take the two of us to Tianrui for a stroll."
"Throughout the holiday, news about Tianrui never stopped."
"It would be best to meet Teacher Fusheng."
"He's younger than me!"
"That's outrageous!"
"You two spent a holiday in Tianrui, did you see this deity?"
"Forget it, newbies like you who have just entered the industry probably won't get to meet Teacher Fusheng, so asking is pointless."
Xu Zhe opened his mouth, then decisively stopped himself.
After Chen Xin's words, he really didn't dare to object, lest he say the wrong thing.
He thought to himself, "If Chen Xin ever finds out that the teacher you mentioned, Fusheng, is both far away and right in front of me."
Will he end up like him back then, with his eyes practically popping out of their sockets?
"Okay, I'll take you to Tianrui when I have some free time."
"I have something to do, so I'll be going now."
Watching Lin Rui's departing figure, a warm smile appeared on Xu Zhe's lips.
Lin Rui's words before leaving sounded like a polite formality at first glance.
But in reality, it was Lin Rui's attitude.
He did not intend to hide his identity from Chen Xin and Zhao Zeyang.
This also suggests that Lin Rui would support these two idiots if they wanted to enter the entertainment industry.
This guy hasn't changed; he's still very sentimental.
He then looked at Chen Xin and Zhao Zeyang not far away.
Those two guys are still as carefree as ever.
It seems they were just taking Lin Rui's words as a joke.
But you have no idea how much weight those words carry.
In the entertainment industry of Xiazhou, this statement is considered golden!
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Xiazhou Arts Association.
Secretary Liu arrived on the first floor early to wait.
"Mr. Lin, please come with me."
When Lin Rui appeared on the first floor, Secretary Liu immediately went forward to greet him.
Secretary Liu escorted Lin Rui to the VIP room before taking his leave.
Pushing open the door, Lin Rui entered the VIP room.
Besides Xu Hongzhuo, two elderly men in their sixties were also sitting on the sofa.
Upon seeing Lin Rui, the two old men's eyes lit up.
"This must be Fusheng. He's so rare, so incredibly rare."
"Indeed, he has a commanding presence and is young and promising."
The two old men seemed very excited.
One of the old men quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Rui's hand.
"Fusheng, could you tell this old man what the next line is after 'If Heaven had feelings, Heaven too would grow old'?"
"You've really given the Writers' Association a tough problem."
Lin Rui was somewhat bewildered.
These two old men are way too enthusiastic, even though it's our first time meeting.
The way he looked at her made it seem like he was looking at his own grandson.
Xu Hongzhuo, who was standing to the side, was displeased and patted the empty seat next to him: "Lin Rui, sit next to me and ignore this guy."
"Hey Lao Xu, you're all getting on in years, why do you still act like a woman and get jealous?"
Xu Hongzhuo wasn't buying it at all, and said with a sneer, "Cao Kang, I still remember what happened that night."
"no."
"The two of us together make over a hundred people."
"Are you deliberately bringing up these trivial matters to make us a laughing stock among the younger generation?"
Cao Kang wasn't angry; he turned to look at Lin Rui.
“Fusheng, let’s talk. Don’t pay any attention to this disrespectful old man.”
"He knows nothing about literature."
This scene left Lin Rui both amused and exasperated.
I've heard Xu Hongzhuo mention Cao Kang before; he's the president of the Huazhou Literary Association.
The president of the Xiazhou Arts Association and the president of the Huazhou Literature Association bickered privately, like two old rascals.
There were no outsiders present; if outsiders saw this, they would definitely be shocked.
"Fusheng, tell me quickly, what's the second line?"
Seeing Cao Kang's expectant look, Lin Rui scratched his head: "I haven't thought of anything yet."
Cao Kang observed Lin Rui intently.
Realizing the kid wasn't just trying to make him happy, he could only shake his head and smile wryly.
"If it matches, remember to tell me immediately."
"You have no idea, several old friends have almost gone crazy trying to match this line."
"Some even lock themselves in their study for half a month at a time, losing their appetite and becoming very thin."
"I'm really afraid that if I'm not careful, they'll be sent away by your poem."
Send them away?!
That old geezer is just trying to scare us!
Could something really have happened?
Lin Rui was somewhat bewildered.
I refuse to accept this blame!
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