Buy a house with 30,000 yuan and live in a small town

After leaving Qingji, everyone went straight back to the hotel, each busy with their own things.

On the day that "Moon Over Spring Stream" was first aired, Ni Jia's audition also came to fruition. She was cast in a criminal investigation drama to play a supporting role. The drama was produced by Yunxi herself, and the director was easy to talk to. There was no filming for her in the past two days, so she took a leave to come. Although it was a supporting role, the character was quite crucial, and there were many lines, so she had to take advantage of the free time to memorize them well.

Lou Rui said that he got the inspiration while eating mutton hotpot, and he had to go back to the hotel to record it down. He planned to make a song with mutton hotpot as the theme after returning to Hai City.

Jing Yujun, Shen Xun and Ran Anyu were going back to read the scripts, which had just been handed to them recently.

Liu Wangxue was going to write a script. Like Lou Rui, she got the inspiration from eating mutton hotpot. At the dinner table, she said that the script was mostly finished. In fact, she had already written the first four stories, and now she was going to write the last story.

She would talk to Meng Luoqiu every time she finished writing a story. Meng Luoqiu was better at grasping the market than she was. She felt that Liu Wangxue's stories were good stories, but too heavy, so she suggested that she could add a little freshness to them to adjust the color.

Meng Luoqiu said: "After all, the lives of ordinary people are so busy nowadays, and they are already exhausted. People usually watch a drama just to relax. Can we try to add some light-hearted humor to it without destroying the original tone, so as to make people smile after watching it?"

Liu Wangxue then integrated some plots into the daily life fragments of the supporting characters. These two days, he was thinking about what plots to use for the fifth story. When he was eating mutton hotpot, the inspiration suddenly ran into his mind. It was ready-made material.

When Lou Rui said he wanted to write a "Shabu Shabu Song", Liu Wangxue encouraged him: "I'll use the back door to book with you. When you finish writing it, I'll see if it can be included in the play as an interlude."

"Okay!" Lou Rui readily agreed, "Sister Xuxu, just wait, I'll release songs very quickly, I promise I can give you a complete demo within a week."

Liu Wangxue high-fived him: "It's a deal!"

Back at the hotel, Liu Wangxue sent the photo of the copper pot hot pot to her parents and chatted briefly, telling them about Xu Qingsong's aunt who had someone send the sauce. Then she wrote the script until late at night, and chatted with Xu Qingsong who had come home from overtime on a video call before going to bed.

We didn't have to get up too early for the recording on Sunday. We woke up naturally, ordered food and ate in the room, and then we set out together at 10 o'clock. We rehearsed at the TV station, had lunch, and officially started the recording.

The recording ended at around four o'clock in the afternoon. When Liu Wangxue and everyone else walked out of the TV station building, Xu Qingsong was already waiting for her at the door.

After a few people greeted each other, Jing Yujun and the others thanked Xu Qingsong one after another, saying that they were able to have dinner at Qingji last night thanks to him.

Xu Qingsong embraced Liu Wangxue and said with a smile, "I don't deserve this. If you want to thank someone, you should thank my girlfriend. After all, my aunt is doing this for her sake."

Last night, when he heard Liu Wangxue say that he had met Jiang Lin, he thought about calling his aunt to beg for mercy. However, before he dialed the number, Jiang Lin called him and gave him a lecture.

Xu Qingsong said that he was wronged. He didn't know that Liu Wangxue and the others would go to Qingji for dinner, otherwise he would definitely have informed them in advance. It was all coincidence, pure coincidence. Jiang Lin finally let him go after much persuasion and promised him not to tell his grandma and grandpa for the time being.

Jing Yujun and the others started teasing Liu Wangxue again.

Whose face are you giving? Liu Wangxue glanced at Xu Qingsong with a hint of anger and a smile, and pinched him secretly.

The assistants of several people drove their cars over. Liu Wangxue's suitcase was placed in Jing Yujun's car when she left the hotel in the morning. At this moment, the assistant got out of the car to help take it down.

Everyone asked Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong where they were going and asked them to give them a ride.

Liu Wangxue declined politely, "It's okay. You guys should hurry to the airport. There might be traffic jams soon. Don't miss your flight. We can just take a taxi."

So everyone said goodbye, and after all the cars drove away, Liu Wangxue held Xu Qingsong's hand and said, "Let's go."

Xu Qingsong placed his other hand on the handle of her suitcase, smiling: "Where are you going?"

Liu Wangxue refused to answer the question even though she knew the answer. She pulled him to the side of the road and said, "Take a taxi."

"Why take a taxi--" Xu Qingsong pulled Liu Wangxue back with his hand, turned left and led her along, "We have a car, it's in the underground parking lot next to us."

Liu Wangxue followed him. The car that Jing Yujun and his friends had just parked was right here.

Xu Qingsong asked as they walked: "It's been almost two days and one night since we last met. Do you miss me?"

Liu Wangxue asked back: "What do you think?"

Xu Qingsong really hated that he didn't have an extra hand to pinch her mouth, so he tightened his arm around her waist, turned his head to look into her eyes, and said in a threatening tone: "I'll give you a chance, answer again."

Liu Wangxue put an arm around his waist and coaxed him with a smile: "I miss you, I miss you so much!"

"That's better." Xu Qingsong smiled again, rubbed his nose with hers, and continued walking forward with her.

Liu Wangxue laughed and raised her hand to wipe the tip of his nose: "You wiped off all your makeup."

Xu Qingsong turned his head and took a look: "No, I'm fine."

Liu Wangxue held her fingertips in front of him, with a thin layer of light shining on them: "What is this?"

Xu Qingsong smiled: "Okay, it's my fault. I'll make it up to you when I get back to the car."

Liu Wangxue retracted her hand and twisted her fingertips, the light spreading to the entire fingertips, and her tone was a little bit of artificial surprise: "Oh, Mr. Xu also knows how to put on makeup?"

"Isn't this easy?" Xu Qingsong teased her, "Just take the powder puff, dip it in some powder, and pat it on. That's it!"

As Liu Wangxue was laughing, something that happened a long time ago suddenly appeared in her mind.

At that time, they had just entered college and bid farewell to the gloomy high school days. The girls' nature of loving beauty gradually emerged, and many of them began to learn how to put on makeup and dress up, and the same was true for the dormitory where Liu Wangxue and Wenxi lived.

When everyone first started doing it, they were unfamiliar with it and the makeup they put on couldn’t be said to be good-looking. It could only be said that it was like wearing a funny mask and was not as beautiful as the original natural look.

The most important part of the entire makeup is the eyebrows and eyes. At that time, everyone in the dormitory had an eyebrow trimmer, but no one knew how to trim their eyebrows. Two roommates sighed at their wild eyebrows when they looked in the mirror.

Liu Wangxue was the same at that time. She didn't dare to use the eyebrow razor at all. It was not because she was afraid that the result would not look good, but because she was afraid that her hand would shake and cut her eyelids.

One weekend, the roommates planned to go shopping, and everyone got up early in the morning to draw their eyebrows and eyes. Liu Wangxue and Wenxi were sitting next to each other, and when she turned around, she saw that her eyebrows had been trimmed, and they looked pretty good, so she asked her if she went to a shop outside to get them trimmed.

Wenxi took the air cushion powder puff and patted it on her face, saying, "I did it myself."

Liu Wangxue leaned in closer to take a closer look: "It's really beautiful. When did you learn how to do this? This eyebrow shape suits you very well!"

Wenxi smiled broadly and was about to speak when the other two roommates came over to watch. They praised Wenxi and asked him to help them trim their eyebrows, asking how he did it. At this point, Liu Wangxue asked Xu Qingsong, "Guess what Xixi answered?"

Xu Qingsong cooperated and asked: "What did she say?"

Liu Wangxue cleared her throat and said, "I saw Wenxi put down the air cushion, picked up the eyebrow trimmer on the table, unsheathed it, pointed it at her roommate's face, and said, 'How else can I trim it? Just shave it with the knife!'"

Xu Qingsong laughed out loud.

Liu Wangxue asked him, "Is it similar to your 'Pa Pa Pa'?"

Xu Qingsong nodded and asked, "What about your roommate? Did you really let her go under the knife?"

"Of course not!" Liu Wangxue laughed for a while and replied, "My roommate immediately ran away, and he was still yelling, 'It's not like I'm shaving a pig, how can I be so casual?' Oh, it really made me laugh to death."

Xu Qingsong agreed with this and looked at Liu Wangxue and said, "Yes, it is true. A human face is not a pig's skin. You can't be so casual about it."

Liu Wangxue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Why do I feel like there's something else behind your words?"

As they were talking, they had already walked to the front of the car. Xu Qingsong lowered his head and kissed her: "No way, piggy is so cute."

Liu Wangxue patted him and gave him a glare: "You're still saying no?"

Xu Qingsong bent down and kissed her again, took out the key to unlock the door, and pulled the suitcase to the trunk: "I swear, I didn't."

Liu Wangxue snorted at him, opened the passenger door and got in.

When Xu Qingsong put away his suitcase and got in the car, Liu Wangxue was applying lipstick in front of the rearview mirror. He was not in a hurry to drive away. He leaned over the steering wheel and looked at her intently.

Liu Wangxue pursed her lips, put away her lipstick, looked at her face from left to right, took out her air cushion and touched up her makeup, then glanced at Xu Qingsong: "Why are you looking at me?"

Xu Qingsong smiled: "You look good."

Liu Wangxue put the powder puff away, snapped the air cushion shut and threw it back into her small bag. She reached out and poked Xu Qingsong's cheek: "Really?"

Xu Qingsong grabbed her hand, sat up straight, and pulled her towards him, ready to kiss her. Her bright red lips and the same lipstick reminded him of "kissing the petals" a few months ago. However, before he could kiss her, Liu Wangxue's hand on his chest stopped him.

Liu Wangxue said: "I just put on lipstick, you are not allowed to kiss it."

Seeing her expression, it was obvious that she did it on purpose, so Xu Qingsong put his hand on the side of her neck, brushed her earlobe with his thumb, and whispered, "You really hold a grudge. You are waiting here to take revenge on me, right?"

Liu Wangxue smiled and didn't deny it. She held his face with both hands and pecked his lips lightly, and some lipstick was stained on it. She used her fingertips to smudge it and coaxed him softly: "Let's go quickly, otherwise you will be late to go home."

Xu Qingsong pinched her neck gently and said, "You are really..." Then he pushed her back into the seat and fastened her seat belt for her.

Liu Wangxue smiled brightly and took the opportunity to scratch the back of his hand.

Xu Qingsong slapped her, but there was no strength in his palm. His words were a warning, but his eyes were full of indulgence: "Be honest."

Liu Wangxue pointed forward and said, "Let's go!"

Xu Qingsong started the car, drove out of the underground garage and turned into the main road.

Liu Wangxue leaned back in the chair and chatted with him comfortably: "Did you rent this car?"

"No." Xu Qingsong replied.

"Where did it come from? Did you drive it home?" Liu Wangxue asked, looking at him, "Didn't you come to pick me up as soon as you got off the plane?"

"I didn't go home. I borrowed it from a friend." Xu Qingsong smiled and shook his head. "It was the childhood friend I told you about, the one who runs a hot spring resort in the suburbs, Liang Xi'an. I borrowed it from him, and he asked someone to drive the car to the airport to wait for me."

Liang Xi'an's family owns a property in the same neighborhood as Xu Qingsong's family. It was bought by Liang's father to make it easier for his son to go to school. Liang Xi'an and Xu Qingsong have been classmates since kindergarten, and have been sitting in front and back desks from elementary school to high school. However, after graduating from high school, Liang Xi'an was sent abroad by his father to study, and he returned only after completing his postgraduate studies.

Xu Qingsong and Liang Xi'an have been close friends since they were children. After so many years, their relationship has not changed. Liu Wangxue was moved when she heard Xu Qingsong talk about it. It was precious.

"Your childhood friend is really nice!" Liu Wangxue gave a thumbs up.

"There are even better ones--" Xu Qingsong said.

Liu Wangxue asked: "What?"

Xu Qingsong quickly turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Guess."

Liu Wangxue thought, let her guess, could it be related to her? So she thought about it carefully, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at Xu Qingsong: "Has the store been settled?"

Wenxi returned to Taojia Village during the Spring Festival and told Liu Wangxue about her plan to open an offline store in Beijing. Before she returned to Taojia Village, she had been invited by an old classmate who worked in a shopping mall to visit a store in Beijing, but she was not satisfied with the location and area, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

After hearing this, Liu Wangxue suggested asking Xu Qingsong's friends in Beijing to help inquire around and see if there are any suitable shops. The person Xu Qingsong looked for was Liang Xi'an.

"How are you so smart?" Xu Qingsong praised Liu Wangxue in an exaggerated tone, "You guessed it so well. I won't be surprised if I tell you again."

"No, I'm still very surprised!" Liu Wangxue leaned towards him slightly, stretched out her hand to pinch the pocket of his coat and gently pulled it, and said coquettishly, "Tell me quickly, where is the location and how big is it?"

Xu Qingsong was particularly satisfied with her little movements and tone, and smiled and said, "I haven't been there, so I don't know the details. He called me just after I got off the plane this afternoon and said he found it. It's in Hongbin Plaza, a storefront along the street, with two floors. It's a whole commercial district over there, with a lot of customers. I guess the location and store area should be in line with expectations. We're going to the resort on Wednesday, so we can stop by and take a look on the way. If you think it's okay, tell Wenxi."

"That's great!" Liu Wangxue was overjoyed. "Then I have to find a time to thank my childhood friend."

Xu Qingsong deliberately said sarcastically: "Oh, I am also a middleman after all, why doesn't anyone think of thanking me?"

Liu Wangxue's hand on his coat pocket had not yet loosened, so she gently tugged at it again: "Okay, okay, I'll thank you. Tell me, how do you want me to thank you?"

Xu Qingsong was very satisfied with her performance: "Remember this first, let me think about it carefully." (End of this chapter)