I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 207 Wuyuan Misty Rain

Early the next morning, Zhang Yang set off for Hongqiao Airport.

Taking off from Hongqiao Airport to Jingdezhen, the flight only takes more than an hour, and you can get there just after getting on the plane and taking a nap.

So, it's about nine o'clock.

Zhang Yang was sitting in the business class, looking out the window at the ground far away, the sky approaching, and the thick clouds.

At ten o'clock, the plane had landed.

"Wuyuan, I'm here." Zhang Yang stood outside the airport, muttered to himself, stopped a car, and prepared to drive directly to Wuyuan, which is 70 to 80 kilometers away.

Wuyuan is known as the most beautiful countryside in China, with a sea of ​​rapeseed flowers all over the mountains and plains, Huizhou-style buildings with pink walls and black tiles, and Huangling, a famous autumn sunbathing area.

Anyway, it has always been very popular on the short video platform.

Those misty and quaint ancient village artistic conceptions look quite heart-wrenching in the short video.

Autumn has entered now, and it is a good time for Huangling to enjoy the autumn sun. Zhang Yang came at the right time.

"Huangling, I have a friend who opens a shop there." The taxi driver chatted a lot with Zhang Yang as soon as he got in the car. "A good place is definitely a good place. You can appreciate the beauty of the ancient Huizhou villages, watch the autumn sun, and have performances in the evening."

Zhang Yang was sitting in the passenger seat, traveling lightly and in ordinary clothes.

However, no matter how ordinary he was dressed, he still had a temperament that he couldn't hide, which made the driver look over him from time to time.

"Brother, where did you come from?"

"Oh, I'm from the Magic City." Zhang Yang replied smoothly.

"Magic City, by the way, I have a niece who studies in Magic City. Are you interested in getting to know her?" the driver gushed.

The two-hour drive was spent chatting along the way.

When we arrived in Wuyuan, the weather was drizzling and the air smelled of water vapor.

Zhang Yang half-opened the car window and looked out at the hazy street scene, feeling a sense of simplicity and tranquility.

"Brother, the Huangling Scenic Area is ahead. You can live outside the scenic area, or you can go in and find a bed and breakfast to stay. By the way, do you really don't want to get to know my niece?" The driver came over and asked.

"Thank you for your kindness. I have a girlfriend." Zhang Yang smiled, paid and went down the mountain.

On one side of the road outside the car, there are large tracts of rapeseed flowers, all over the mountains and plains, boundless and spectacular. Not far ahead is the cableway into the scenic spot.

Before going up the mountain, have lunch first.

In the afternoon, after a simple lunch, Zhang Yang went to the store and bought an umbrella. He looked up at the drizzling sky, opened the umbrella and walked into the drizzling rain and mist.

The ropeway goes up the mountain and enters the ancient village. The surrounding water is misty. It really has the kind of artistic conception that was captured in the short video.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to find Su Xiaoran, and simply strolled through the ancient streets, stopping and taking a good look at the Huizhou style of Huangling.

It’s a rainy day today, so there aren’t many tourists, so the pace of Huangling becomes extremely slow.

"It seems to be the inn in front of me, right?" Zhang Yang muttered to himself, looking at the two-story Huizhou building not far ahead.

The room was brightly lit, and I didn't know if there was a female writer on the second floor who was opening her notebook and looking at the rainy weather outside, while she was thinking hard and searching for inspiration.

He held an umbrella and stood in the rain and fog downstairs. He looked down at his mobile phone and prepared to make another call.

·

The second floor of the inn.

The popular female writer, whose real name is Xie Shuting and pen name is Su Xiaoran, has been in Huangling, Wuyuan for more than half a month. She basically stays in this inn opened with her own royalties every day, immersed in writing and looking for inspiration.

"No, no, I don't feel anything at all." She deleted a large paragraph with a little irritation.

Creation is a difficult process, and inspiration is crucial. If you can't express your feelings when writing, you will only become more and more irritable as you write. If you can't get words that touch you, how can you talk about moving readers?

"It's still not good to work behind closed doors."

She originally thought that it would be a beautiful thing to return to Wuyuan Huangling alone and enjoy the scenery and folk customs here while creating art.

But now it seems that the brain is just empty.

On the table, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Who is it, bothering me again." Xie Shuting glanced at the caller, "Another Magic City number? Keep returning it."

She vaguely recalled how she was interrupted a few days ago, and instinctively wanted to hang up.

But after thinking about it, she still answered the phone.

"Who is it? I told you that I am not interested in any activities. Please don't disturb my creation anymore."

"Um...we just contacted each other yesterday." A vaguely familiar voice came from the phone.

Xie Shuting frowned, remembering that she seemed to have hung up on such a call yesterday.

"No, I already said yesterday that I'm not interested. Why are you still haunting me and calling me? That's it. I'll hang up here. If you call me again, you'll be blocked."

She outputted unceremoniously, and then she was just about to hang up the phone.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait, I'm here. Is Huajiansu the B&B run by you? I'm here, and I just want to talk to you." The voice from the other side said.

"What?!" Xie Shuting was suddenly in disbelief. "Where are you?"

"I'm downstairs." The other person responded.

Xie Shuting stood up and looked out at the drizzle.

Under the hazy rain curtain, a tall figure was holding an umbrella. He had an extraordinary aura and felt a little isolated from the world and independent.

She opened her eyes slightly.

In my mind, lightning flashed across the sky.

A moment later, outside the inn, Xie Shuting finally saw the boy who had persevered and chased him from the devil city up close.

I just watched the temperament coming out of the dust from a distance.

Looking closely, the man in front of him has eyes as bright as stars, and he looks exactly like the hero from a novel.

"You are the one who contacted me yesterday, aren't you? Are you so insistent that you go all the way from Magic City to Wuyuan? Is there any reason why you have to invite me?" Xie Shuting couldn't help but said, "Then you come in first, outside rain."

"Excuse me." Zhang Yang put down his umbrella and walked in.

The reason why you have to ask? When he wants to.

He is a rich man worth billions, and there are many girls around him. If it weren't for the huge benefits, would he have come all the way to beg for help?

"We are guests, come and have a cup of tea." Xie Shuting poured the tea and asked Zhang Yang to sit down.

No matter how impatient she was on the phone, now that she had come all the way here, her sincerity was enough to make her polite.

What's more, the person in front of me...

"Thank you, please introduce yourself, Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang looked at the popular beauty writer in front of him. "You were on the second floor just now, were you creating?"

Well, she wears a pair of black-framed glasses and looks very bookish. As for her appearance, she is indeed worthy of the title of beautiful writer. "Yeah, looking for inspiration." Xie Shuting sipped her tea and stared at the guest from afar. "I didn't know carefully. Are you an employee or manager of some e-commerce platform? You want to cooperate with me to sell books. ?”

"It's a high-quality product." Zhang Yang explained, "I mainly want to invite you to be a guest in the live broadcast room. It is similar to a small talk in the form of a discussion. It is not the kind of bringing goods you imagined."

He opened the live broadcast room of Haohuozhenpin and showed it.

It just so happens that books are being sold in the live broadcast room right now.

The gentle anchor's live broadcast style is like drinking tea, as light as water, unhurried and not impetuous at all.

"It looks like the style is quite unique." Xie Shuting took a look and nodded, "However, I still can't participate, and I won't even consider it."

"Because you don't want to be distracted?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yes, creation requires concentration. Have you seen any authors who participate in activities all day long and are very productive?" Xie Shuting chuckled, "I have to find inspiration and ideas, and I can't distract myself at all."

Zhang Yang blinked.

To be honest, I really want to spend money and ask how much it will cost before I am willing to go.

Keep it simple and don't waste everyone's time.

But he also knew that talking about money in front of her might be counterproductive. After all, Xie Shuting could just say, for ideals, not money.

"Maybe if you go out for a walk, inspiration will come to you, and you can still make money, so you can do both." Zhang Yang mentioned it tactfully, really hoping that Xie Shuting would continue the conversation and ask how much the remuneration would be.

It's a pity that Xie Shuting didn't blink.

"No, let's do this. Since you are here, you are a guest. If you are interested, you can stay for a day or two. I can also show you around, but don't mention participating in the event again."

"Really not good at all?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.

"Unless I am bursting with inspiration and can write fluently, I may be willing to go out and change my mood, but I guess it is very slim." Xie Shuting shook her head, "Forget it, this is not a good job for you. Is it because the leader deliberately gave me a bad job?" Are you here because you wear small shoes?"

"It's really not the case." Zhang Yang thought to himself, "Then since I'm here, I'll stay here first."

"Then welcome." Xie Shuting held the tea cup in her hands with a smile in her eyes. "Come on, I'll show you the room."

"What's the price?" Zhang Yang stood up and asked.

"I invite you. It's rare for you to come all the way." Xie Shuting waved her hand, looking very generous.

Walking through the B&B, you are surrounded by ancient trees and corridors, everything is antique.

"This way." Xie Shuting gave guidance.

Approaching the guest room of the B&B, the furnishings inside are simple and refreshing. It feels like traveling through time and space and staying in an ancient inn.

Outside the window, the rain was beating on the eaves, and looking up, there were row upon row of villages with distinct layers, all visible to the eye.

"How's it going? Although it's a little simpler, it's okay to stay here for a short while." Xie Shuting briefly introduced the furnishings in the room, and then looked at Zhang Yang, "I'm next door to you. If you need help with anything, Just knock on the door.”

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Zhang Yang nodded, "By the way, you can think about that again, okay?"

"Here we go again." Xie Shuting smiled and shook her head.

After the people left, Zhang Yang lay lying at the window where the rain was falling, feeling a little awkward.

They all came to the door, but this kind of sincerity is not enough?

·

Next door, the door had just closed, Xie Shuting was leaning against the door, her eyes a little excited.

Because, the problem that has been bothering her for a long time seems to be finally loosened.

Since the creation, she has always felt that the image of the male protagonist is a bit too thin and not vivid enough. When written, it always feels a bit foggy, hazy and not three-dimensional.

But today, because of the arrival of the uninvited guest, the problem was solved instantly. The character that had been set up for a long time seemed to suddenly become three-dimensional.

"It's just that we still want to follow the original story?" Xie Shuting murmured to herself, sitting in front of the computer, her fingers resting on the keyboard.

Then, she opened another document and tapped her fingers on the keyboard.

As an inspirational writer, writing a book does not require any deliberate preparation. The direction of the story is completely left to the work itself.

[Chapter One: Unexpected Encounter]

[After the breakup, I resigned and came to Wuyuan alone to heal.

The mist and rain are beautiful. But the humid weather and the bedding that could never be dried did not bring any relief to my lovelorn heart.

One evening before I decided to leave, I was sitting on the porch of the inn drinking tea out of boredom.

In the rain and fog, an umbrella suddenly appeared.

"Excuse me, are there any rooms here?" The face under the umbrella made me a little distracted. 】

·

It was late at night, and Zhang Yang, who lived next door, kept sneezing.

"It's impossible. With my body, I can't catch a cold, right?"

Of course he didn't know that the goal of his trip had not made any progress, and that it had been written into a book by someone next door...blood loss.

Sure enough, as a person who appears around a writer, there is always the risk of being written into a book.

"No, you have to take the initiative and ask her for help after you get familiar with her." Zhang Yang said to himself, and suddenly couldn't sit still. After thinking about it, he walked out of the room and walked to the next door.

Then he knocked on the door. After a while, footsteps came and the door opened.

"What's wrong?" Xie Shuting leaned forward and asked.

"I wanted to ask you... do you want to go out for a meal together? It just so happens that I'm a little unfamiliar with this place." Zhang Yang vaguely saw that the laptop screen in the room was still on. "Huh? You're still writing. Going out to change your mood will help you get inspired."

"Eat, um... ok." Xie Shuting noticed Zhang Yang's gaze and immediately stepped forward with a guilty conscience.

"Then, you can decide the place later. I don't know where to eat." Zhang Yang said, "I'll go back first, and you can get busy first!"

"Oh, okay." Xie Shuting whispered and closed the door.

Then, he continued to sit in front of the computer and wrote a sentence: On the night he moved in, he asked me to go out for dinner and wanted to hear me talk about the mountains and rivers of Huangling. I agreed...

In the evening, Zhang Yang and Xie Shuting went to a restaurant in Huangling Scenic Area for dinner.

"The price here is not expensive, and the taste is not bad. By the way, I'll treat you. Don't pay for it." Xie Shuting said generously.

"Let me do it. I didn't pay for staying in your B&B, so I can't eat and take advantage of it, right?" Zhang Yang waved for the menu.

"Are you coming? Do you want me to be embarrassed to refuse you? Don't think too much about it, right? It's impossible for me to go." Xie Shuting emphasized. "Don't waste your energy, really."

"No...don't you need to emphasize it? Besides, I just want to return the invitation. Isn't this mutual incompatibility?" Zhang Yang was speechless.

(End of this chapter)