The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 544 The Wind That Blows in Youth

"Brother Xiao Ming, how are things going? The Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here, is there any progress?"

In the VIP room of a club in the imperial capital.

Huang Xiaoming, who was just laughing, couldn't help but sigh at his friend's question.

"No, but we can still chat. I usually find time to share with her some of the things that happened to me, some gossip in the circle, etc., which can be regarded as finding common topics. In your words, she is not opposed to my desire to share, which should be considered a good sign."

"That's it?" The friend thought about it carefully, frowned and asked back.

Huang Xiaoming was a little surprised: "What else? Didn't you say before that girls are not opposed to your desire to share and are willing to chat with you? Does that mean there is hope?"

"...Brother, you two have known each other for a long time. This method only works to find topics to talk about with girls you just met. What on earth did you practice?" As a military advisor, Du Chun was a little speechless about his senior brother who didn't seem to have a clear mind.

I know you're stupid, but can you please not be so stupid?

No wonder I was caught by Xiaoyanzi in school and it turned into a black carp, and no one came to take over.

"The desire to share is just to find topics and introduce yourself to girls in a subtle way. Your personal image will be enriched through the little things you share.

"But if you only know how to share, girls will treat you as an emotional trash can or a chat tool, understand?"

Du Chun gave Huang Xiaoming a lecture, but when he looked at the text messages on his phone, they were all Huang Xiaoming asking about his well-being and sharing his daily life. The replies from the other party were obviously just a few polite replies out of courtesy and Huang Xiaoming's status...

Hopeless.

I asked you to be a warm man, but you really only know how to be warm...

"She replied my message. Look, it wasn't just a perfunctory umm or ahhh."

Huang Xiaoming argued: "Although she went to film Zhou Yi's MV, she also said that the media were reporting nonsense. Isn't this also what she shared with me?"

Du Chun: “…”

Is there a possibility that she doesn't want to offend you to death?

Since the broadcast of "Young Emperor" in 02, Huang Xiaoming has steadily made his way to the position of a first-line new generation actor in the mainland.

Although Lu Yi's dominant position in this age group cannot be shaken at present, his acting skills and reputation in the industry are obviously better than the former who can only rely on his face and figure. He is a comprehensive talent with both acting skills and good looks.

Qin Lan is a nobody now. If she had the courage to talk to you directly, she would not have agreed to act as a reconciliation ambassador to perform in Zhou Yi's MV with Qiong Yao.

"You should change your target."

Du Chun shook his head: "She has no desire to explore you at all, which means she is not interested in you at all. In other words, she really just treats you as a friend."

Huang Xiaoming was confused: "The desire to explore?"

"Brother Xiao Ming, remember, to tell whether a girl has a crush on you, likes you or dislikes you, it all depends on whether she has a desire to explore you.

"If she asks you some playful questions from time to time during the chat, and gets to know you through these questions, and constantly takes the initiative to find topics to talk to you about, then it means that she at least has a good impression of you and is willing to get to know you and explore your life through chatting..."

Du Chun, who became good friends with Huang Xiaoming during the filming of "The Emperor of Han Dynasty 2" this year, taught his popular senior with his own experience.

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The next day, far away in Shangrao, Jiangxi, the crew of "Return to Zang" was there.

After reshooting the last few scenes, all the staff gave applause and flowers to Masami Nagasawa and Yui Aragaki.

Zhou Yi himself drove them to the station.

"Other people's Mid-Autumn Festival is a time of reunion, but our Mid-Autumn Festival is a time of separation."

After watching Warner staff escort the Japanese team into the station, Qin Lan stretched her back in the passenger seat of the BMW and said with emotion as she buckled her seat belt, "But I feel like this may be a little hypocritical. After all, this is how our business is, right?"

September 2003, 9, Thursday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

A day that represents reunion and gathering.

Qin Lan has been getting along well with the two girls these days, although in the absence of a translator, communication between the two sides often requires gestures and guesswork.

Therefore, she also came to participate in today's farewell.

"You are you and I am me."

Zhou Yi, wearing sunglasses, chuckled: "I can go home anytime and anywhere, just step on the accelerator."

Qin Lan: "..."

The man's tone was somewhat arrogant. Qin Lan rolled her eyes, sighed, and turned her head to look out the window at the empty street scene that kept teleporting backwards.

To be honest, she did miss home a little.

Ever since she disobeyed her parents' wishes and gave up her job as an accountant to become an actress, she has never made a name for herself. She basically only goes home once a year during the Chinese New Year, and the rest of the time she is contacted through text messages or phone calls.

"Do you go home to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival every year, Zhou Yi?" Qin Lan reflected on herself and asked curiously.

"That's not true."

Zhou Yi turned the steering wheel and shook his head: "This year is the first time I go home to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival since my debut. I used to celebrate it outside, and was basically busy with work. Otherwise, why do you think I would schedule the MV to be filmed in Shangrao? Do you know why I celebrate the festival with public funds?"

"Alas……"

Qin Lan clicked her tongue a few times: "So you gave the crew today a day off just so you can go home for the holiday?"

"What do you mean by giving them a day off? Today is a statutory holiday, do you understand?" Zhou Yi explained the concept of statutory holidays in a roundabout way.

He is the best boss in the eyes of all Warner workers.

Since you are the best boss, you naturally have to take a vacation.

Qin Lan was amused by this "speculation".

After sending her back to the hotel, Zhou Yi said goodbye without any reluctance, then stepped on the accelerator and drove home.

Qin Lan watched the car disappear at the end of her sight, raised her head slightly, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, took out her cell phone - after hesitating for a long time, she finally dialed the number at home.

"Hello, Mom, it's me..."

Qin Lan took the elevator back to her room while chatting on the phone with her parents. After putting her bag down, she turned on the TV. In the empty living room, there were only advertisements as the background and her daughter curled up on the sofa, telling her mother about her longing for her.

"If it really doesn't work out, then come back and stop being a star. You've had the dream, it's time to wake up. You're not a child anymore, and if you don't have a proper job 24/, how are you going to support yourself and get married in the future..."

The long phone call between mother and daughter was ruined by the old father who couldn't help but give a warning.

But this time, Qin Lan did not talk back, but just promised lightly: "I understand, Dad. If it doesn't work this time, then I will go home."

With the double buff of Qiong Yao dramas and Zhou Yi's Ziweixing, if she still can't become popular and make money, she will have to go home and be an accountant honestly, thus ending her childhood dream.

When people grow up, they always have to face reality.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Lan felt suffocated and simply closed her eyes. It was not until Ning Hao called and asked her if she wanted to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner of the crew that Qin Lan, who had been sleeping, woke up from her dream.

"Mid-Autumn Festival dinner?"

"Yes, we don't have to pay for it ourselves, just eat whatever you want, Zhou Yi will pay for it. We have found a farmhouse and are now deciding on the number of people."

"Is that so? Then you guys have fun, I won't go. The air conditioner is a bit cold, I don't have much energy at all, I'll just go downstairs and have some noodle soup when the time comes."

"…Are you okay? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, don't worry, it's just a simple cold."

Qin Lan, who had just been woken up, sounded a little weak. Ning Hao realized that he had disturbed her rest, so he quickly said sorry and hung up the phone.

I looked at the time and it was a little after three in the afternoon, so it was obviously still early.

Qin Lan, who was afraid that if she continued to sleep, she might become a god at night, simply made up her mind, changed into a T-shirt, and left the hotel again in sandals.

There are usually evening parties during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she planned to buy some food and come back to watch the evening party and relax by herself.

"Boss, how much are your mooncakes?"

"What kind do you want? Five-nut red bean paste with egg yolk? Or something else?" "Uh, egg yolk..."

After hesitating for a while, Qin Lan just chose the flavor when she heard the crying of children coming from the Anta store next to the store.

"No matter what, I don't care! I want this pair! I want this one!"

The half-grown child in a light blue T-shirt was so angry that he lay down at the door of the store and could not get up no matter how hard his family members pulled him up. He cried and dug the ground, treating himself as a human mop.

The troubled parents had no choice but to turn around and take a pair of new shoes from the shelf with the Zhouyi poster as the background wall.

"Alas, there is really nothing we can do about this child now. The family has already bought so many pairs of shoes, but he still wants to buy more and insists that they are Zhou Yi's new shoes..."

"..."

Qin Lan smiled as she watched the kid quickly stand up from the ground after getting the new shoes. When she came to her senses and was about to ask the boss about the price, two young high school students ran past her in a hurry.

"Hurry up, hurry up. If you go too late you won't be able to buy it. I told you a long time ago that Fatty's place was having an event to sell Zhou Yi's album at a discount, but you didn't believe it. Now what's going on?"

"Alright, alright, let's go, let's go..."

"..."

"Hey, I seem to remember you. Are you the woman who came back with the kid from Pingzi's family to film the TV series?"

On the other side, the lady boss who brought a box of mooncakes finally realized why Qin Lan looked familiar to her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she confused Qin Lan -

TV drama?
"No, no, we are shooting a music video, not a TV series."

"It's all the same, they're all filming."

The lady boss waved her hand nonchalantly and stuffed the mooncake box into her arms: "We are old acquaintances, so I won't charge you. I'll give it to you as a gift."

"Ah? No, Auntie, I can't accept this."

Qin Lan, who had never expected that she would encounter such a situation, quickly declined: "How much do you want? I'll give you—"

"It's not something valuable. Just accept it if I give it to you. I have a lot of it."

The aunt, whose skin was tanned by the sun, smiled kindly: "Yiyi, that brat, used to come to my place to buy things and eat and drink for free when he was in school. You are his friend, so if you don't believe me, you can go ask him later."

"Yi Yi? Oh, it's Zhou Yi, right?"

"Yes, that's his nickname. We all call him that. We watched that kid grow up. When he was in high school, he was blackmailed but didn't pay, so he started a fight. He could beat a few people but not a group, so he was chased and beaten by a group of people. When he was escaping, he often hid in my place..."

In this age where hooligans are rampant, "don't leave after school" is not just a verbal threat.

Things like pressing on the concrete floor, hitting on the ping-pong table, and stepping on the back of the hand are common methods used by gangsters and bad students.

Especially in places like black arcades and skating rinks, it is common for gangsters and bad students to find targets for blackmail.

Logically speaking, a top student like Zhou Yi must be well protected by the teachers in school. But he likes to go to the arcade room and even the skating rink...

Qin Lan, surprised that Zhou Yi was actually a rebellious student, opened her mouth in shock.

No, this is different from what CCTV promotes. Didn’t he study hard to get into Peking University?

Why do you specifically target lone bad guys and thugs for robbery and revenge?

Qin Lan, who has been a good girl since childhood and followed her parents' wishes to go to college, suddenly felt that Zhou Yi, who was very far away from her, seemed... a little closer?
She is familiar with fighting.

Haven't you eaten pork but have you seen a pig run? In her era, the most common thing in Shenyang schools was fighting.

"First of all, I need to make it clear that this is not a fight. This is called self-defense."

The next day.

When Zhou Yi went to Shangrao No. 1 Middle School to prepare for the performance, he heard Qin Lan talking about this matter. He couldn't help but raise his right index finger and sternly corrected: "If there were more than ten or twenty of them, I would definitely run away directly. If they were alone and wanted to threaten me, I would definitely fight back."

"..."

The other party is alone... a threat?
Can being alone and being threatened be linked together?

"Secondly, you should just listen to the memoirs of the older generation. They spread the rumor that the village sow was pregnant into that the village sow ran into a tree. This is a professional rumor and cannot be believed."

Feeling that his glorious image might be somewhat damaged, Zhou Yi decisively shirked the blame for the rumor.

It's just some of the hardships of youth.

Qin Lan nodded with great joy, indicating that she understood.

Friday, November 2003, 9.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, but the playground of Shangrao No. 1 Middle School was bustling with people.

A huge crowd of students appeared at a glance. At the podium in front of them, the school leaders and teachers, led by the principal, watched the student who had made them both sad and loved in the past climb the stairs step by step, and his image was reflected in everyone's eyes.

A white short-sleeved shirt with floral patterns, dark blue jeans and Anta shoes.

The crew members were also allowed to enter as guests. Qin Lan sat on the lawn below the stage and looked up at the spirited figure.

“Wuhu!!!”

"Book of Changes!!!"

"Zhou Yi, I want to see Sun Yanzi!!!"

The playground was bustling with activity, and the teacher in charge of discipline was overwhelmed with work.

"Ahem, well, Mr. Wang, you should stop being busy."

Zhou Yi, who saw the familiar teacher at a glance, adjusted the microphone position with a smile and joked: "Otherwise, this always makes me feel like I'm back in high school. After all, you were the one who controlled me the most back then."

The students smiled knowingly and turned into Tarzan and howled for a while.

We are all family, so any great achievements cannot be concealed, not to mention that Zhou Yi is now a more legendary figure in No. 1 Middle School than Chen Hong, and his past had long been exposed.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. I really want to set the date for next Monday because you will all be in class at that time and I can buy you half a day off. Don't thank me, I've been there too."

As he spoke, Zhou Yi poked his chest and pointed towards the audience, which immediately caused cheers and whistles.

"But unfortunately, due to my personal schedule, I can only arrange it today." Zhou Yi took off the microphone, walked to the front of the stage step by step, and made a rock gesture -

"I wish you all a satisfactory result in the college entrance examination in the future!"

The next second, the prelude to "Stubborn" came from the speakers brought to the school.

"Dang! I am different from the world!
“That makes me different!
"Persistence to me means using strength to overcome strength!"

As soon as Zhou Yi opened his mouth, thousands of students from other schools immediately started to sing in chorus:

The sound was so loud that it even drowned out Zhou Yi's microphone.

As one of Zhouyi's "school songs", the song "Stubborn" appears on the school radio so frequently that it is terrifying.

The open-air playground, the young students, the arms swinging in unison——

The microphone, which had completely lost its effect, was suppressed at this moment. Zhou Yiyao, who was obviously the lead singer but now became the harmony, pointed at the people on the playground.

“The most beautiful wish must be the craziest!

"I am my own God, where I live!

"Me and my last bit of stubbornness, I will hold my hands tightly and never let go!
"The next stop is heaven! Even if you are disappointed, don't despair!"

The roar of youth and the catharsis of emotions.

The grass that suffered was bent down helplessly by the weight of the weight - it lived stubbornly.

Qin Lan, who also stood up unconsciously under the influence of the chorus atmosphere, also waved her hands, and her eyes reflected Zhou Yi's smiling figure walking on the high platform. She was so excited that she shouted and sang along;
The summer breeze flows through my fingers, but it cannot blow away that summer of that year, that month - that dream of my youth.

(End of this chapter)