Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 102 Thank you, because of you (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)
In the quiet private room of the tea room, the water in the teapot was boiling, the bubbles were bursting, and the bursting sound was endless.

Lu Fei sat on the futon with his legs crossed, staring at Zeng Li's cold and charming face: "Because of your face, Sister Zeng Li."

"my face?"

"Beauty is beauty, cold and charming, but sharp edges and corners, too aggressive."

"Gongqi?" Zeng Li touched her cheek.

"It's aggressive."

Lu Fei looked carefully at her resume and found that there were basically no masterpieces, even fewer of which she starred in. The most outstanding image was Mei Sanniang in "Liao Zhai".

To play ancient costumes, you can only play femme fatales, or glamorous vases, and the heroine is impossible. The audience prefers more girly heroines, like Yang Mi, Liu Shishi, Zhao Liying...

Acting in modern times, she is actually like Tian Haiyouxi, an independent strong woman with a cool enough aura, which is most suitable for workplace dramas.

However, what domestic dramas lack is the heroine's workplace drama.

In the few "Ode to Joy" and "The First Half of My Life", the heroine accidentally became Marysu again.

So her face is doomed to be narrow and popular.

"Do you really think so?"

Zeng Li's heart sank, it seemed very reasonable, and the mystery that had troubled her for a long time was solved.

"Then why do you say that Mei Xiangnan can broaden my acting career?"

"Because this doormat of domestic violence is miserable enough to win the audience's sympathy."

Lu Fei smiled, "Let's put it this way, as long as Sister Zeng Li is more miserable in the play and her image is more pitiful, the audience will not think your face is offensive. This is the audience filter."

"The more miserable, the better?" Zeng Li was stunned. "Sounds like you're selling pity."

"You're right if you think so." Lu Fei spread his hands.

Zeng Li joked: "You won't be a lobbyist for Director Jiang, and let me accept the plot of stomping on my face?"

"How could it be! I just heard that you are often restless, so I'll come here to treat you."

"Talk therapy?"

"No injections, no medicines, just sit down and chat with you, treat with talking."

"Talk Therapy" must have become popular after the Spring Festival Gala in 03. Lu Fei is showing his wit now. Where has Zeng Li heard it before? She can't help but smile:
"Pfft, it's really much better when you say that."

Lu Fei then sprinkled a handful of jasmine green tea and brewed it in hot water. After the first brew, the tea leaves rolled and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.

Zeng Li sniffed lightly, and her mind slowly emptied.

"Do you want to try it?" Lu Fei held the teapot.

"I?"

Zeng Li was eager to try, and followed his instructions, making two steeps at medium level, three steeps at high level, pouring the water to [-]% to [-]% full, and covering the tea with a lid.

This set immediately dilutes the psychological shadow of the domestic violence scene.

"How about it?"

"Suddenly, I relaxed."

"Tea Zen is blind. Sometimes making tea is not for drinking tea, but for calming the mind." Lu Fei took a sip, "You can try this method to get out of the role."

"Thank you, Lu Fei."

Zeng Li was holding the teapot, and she couldn't put it down.

"You're welcome, you are my senior sister and a friend of Hailu sister, just call me A Fei."

Lu Fei smiled, his eyes met, Zeng Li's heart twitched slightly as the eyes met and collided.

"When it's finished, I'll treat you to dinner again to make up for this time."

"Okay, I'll give you a finale gift when the time comes."

The two quietly sipped tea, the man pointed out the tea art, and the woman made tea with bare hands, chatting while drinking, and after half an hour, they left and the tea was cold.

When Zeng Li returned to the hotel, Xue Xiaolu had already fallen asleep.

She walked lightly, washed and went to bed, and quickly closed her eyes in the darkness, rarely having a nightmare.

The ferocious Feng Yuanzheng who often appeared in his mind also disappeared, with a different face, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a rare and peaceful sleep.

"Fuck, I drank too much tea!"

But Lu Fei was suffering, tossing and turning, making a "wood" character, he just couldn't fall asleep anyway.

In desperation, he could only count sheep. After counting for two full days, with slightly blackened panda eyes, he forced himself to meet with Xu Lei to meet Tiger Fund and Sequoia Capital.

It is not only to make contacts, but also to do enough tricks, act a full set, and act for MIH and PCCW.

Of course, it also raises the price of Feigou.com.

10%, Sequoia Capital is 1000 higher than the 50 million dollars that Lu Fei opened.

Tiger Fund was not as threatening as the Southeast Asian financial tsunami, rich and powerful, the Internet bubble burst, and suffered heavy losses. It was only willing to open 1100 million US dollars.

But Masayoshi Son of Softbank is the most "sincere". This product obviously has a raccoon cake, eating in a bowl, looking at the pot, and wants to fly to buy it, and it costs 1300 million US dollars.

MIH, no news for now.

Just like boiling an eagle, Lu Fei is suffering like this now, in the stage of strategic stalemate, attending classes during the day, and going home at night to do a set of test papers to consolidate.

But Lu Yunren didn't say much, and he really drove a brand new Jinbei Sea Lion van back to the alley, which cost 8 yuan, with big red flowers hanging on the front of the car.

He was cheerful every day, either commuting to and from get off work, or driving Xiao Hongmei around the various real estates, and fell in love with several neighborhoods in Nanxiange.

The school district, the subway, the average price of future generations is [-] to [-], it’s okay, I can only say okay!

Lu Fei pointed to a place, Huaqing Jiayuan, with every inch of land and every inch of gold, one hundred thousand "sacred disks", the center of the universe, adjacent to Zhongguancun.

Ever since, Lu Yun and Xiao Hongmei rushed to the real estate in a hurry, and it was approaching evening, but they hadn't returned home yet.

He was so hungry that he cooked a bowl of instant noodles, sausage and eggs, and stayed in front of the TV. The channel was set to "MTV Tianlai Village".

The post-[-]s and post-[-]s are no strangers.

The program is packed with music information, celebrity interviews, and new song recommendations. MVs of popular singers will be played every day, and there will also be a weekly ranking list.

On the list, Ren Xianqi's "Spring Flowers Bloom" and "The End of the World" won two yuan, Sun Yanzi's "The Sky Is Dark", You Hongming's "Under the Sand"...

And Jay Chou's "Xingqing" and "Tornado", two songs are impressively listed.

Now the Chinese music scene is really good news for music fans!
Once it was battle of the gods, now it is garbage collection.

Lu Fei sucked on the instant noodles, and his ears were sensitive to the sound of cars outside the house through the music. Lu Yunti left a plastic bag to enter the door:

"Second brother, how do you eat instant noodles? I brought you a meal. You are about to take the college entrance examination and need nutrition."

As he said, he opened the bag, and there were fish, meat and soup.

Xiao Hongmei also carried the bag, "The food is here, Ah Fei, hurry up and eat."

Lu Yun rubbed the chopsticks together and handed them to Lu Fei, then took the instant noodles from his hand without wasting any money, and ate it by himself.

Looking up at the TV, the MV of "Xing Qing" is playing on the screen.

"Riding on the wind, wandering in the sky.

A cloud fell in front of me..."

Xiao Hongmei let out a sigh, "Why is this song also playing on TV? Is this song very popular? I'm in your car, and I listen to someone ordering it every day?"

"I can't even hear the lyrics of this song, how did it become popular?"

Lu Yun looked skeptical about life, but he was still lucky, after all, he is the spokesperson for milk tea!

"Brother, sister-in-law, this song is popular, but I also added a little booster."

Lu Fei hooked his lips, "Feigo.com invested in the promotion in the early stage, not only in Yanjing, but also in the four cities of Shanghai, Pengcheng, Jinling, and Guangzhou. Car radio stations have been booked for a week."

"A week?"

Lu Yun and Xiao Hongmei were stunned for a moment, the melody lingered in their ears.

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky.

Looking at the stars, one, two, three, and four are connected in a line.

Back to back, silently make a wish,

Look at the stars in the distance, if you can hear..."

Yang Mi groaned, and in front of the mirror, pressed the middle finger and ring finger of both hands on the sides of her lips, and pulled them upwards and toward the ears, 25 times.

"Well, the magazine said that pressing like this can prevent the face from becoming square. I don't know if it's true or not."

She muttered and moved her eyes to the computer.

The 17-inch crt has a big ass, and the screen flickers irregularly. The page of Feigou.com is displayed on the screen, and the mouse stays on the purchase button of the "JAY" tape.

A plate, 13 yuan.

These days, pirated tapes are about three to five yuan, and some of them are sold for one or two yuan on bad streets. Genuine ones cost 7 to 12 yuan, and imported ones are even higher, like Ayumi Hamasaki and Western Region Boys, which cost more than 20 yuan.

Rubbing my hands, since I became a model of "Ruili", my small wallet is bulging, albums, cosmetics, clothes, Walkman...

If I could afford it before, I want to buy it, if I couldn’t afford it before, I want to buy it even more!
I saw that "JAY" has sold 5897 sets, and it also gave away the lyrics book and Jay Chou's collection of posters.

It's only been 3 days since it went on sale!
(End of this chapter)