Chapter 110: Everyone is joining in the fun

Southeast of Guilin.

The small village, shrouded in night, welcomes flickering points of light.

These starlights, composed of flashlights, sway constantly, converging from all directions into a small courtyard, only to be submerged by the bright incandescent light hanging high above.

The weather is still somewhat cold.

But it cannot resist the almost boiling enthusiasm.

The noisy sounds of children echo far into the mountains.

The men puff on their water pipes, chatting and laughing from time to time.

The women crack melon seeds.

Pointing at the large color TV set on the high table, bursts of hearty laughter rise and fall.

This lively scene feels like returning to the days when movies were screened in the countryside during the eighties and nineties; people from several surrounding brigades have gathered, and even the walls are packed with people, all just to join in the fun.

Someone asks, "Who is Li Luo playing?"

"Zhang Wuji."

Someone in the know replies.

"Oh, oh, oh, that's the one who went into the tomb with the Little Dragon Maiden, right?" Someone who has read a couple of street-stall martial arts novels also joins in the fun: "Great writers really know how to write; they can even do that kind of thing in a graveyard."

"Hahahaha."

The laughter of the old women suppresses everything else.

"That's Yang Guo."

The person from before cannot help but explain: "This is The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber; it has the Golden-Haired Lion King in it."

"The Golden-Haired Lion King?"

Someone else thinks of something, chuckling as they reminisce: "The disc we watched yesterday had two Golden-Haired Lion Kings in it. I wonder if this TV series has any 'foreign mares'."

"Drop that talk."

Hearing this, the village party secretary turns his head, his ox-eyes wide: "Wait a moment and I'll turn you into a Golden-Haired Lion King."

Hearing this.

The laughter of the old women rings even louder through the night sky.

"Uncle Li."

Someone bubbles a few smoke rings in their water pipe and shouts to the front: "Li Luo is really something! Now that he's a big star, who knows how much wealth he's secured in a year."

"That's right, that's right!"

"When will you let him come home to celebrate, to drink a couple of cups of shochu?"

"People who grow up handsome are just different."

When the gap is truly too large, there is no jealousy left.

Only envy remains.

Amidst the waves of praise from the crowd, Li Luo's grandfather happily directs the neighbors to distribute peanuts, melon seeds, and candies; all who come are guests, and regardless of what is said, he just smiles.

When Xiao Ao Jianghu started airing, not a single person in the village knew.

Even if that Lin Pingzhi looked familiar.

They only thought it was a case of people looking alike.

But now it is different; everyone knows Li Luo's new TV series is about to start airing, and without needing to be invited, people from nearby all run over to join in the fun.

In truth, they don't have any intention of freeloading.

A famous person has walked out of the village, and it is excellent for everyone to gather together to chat and shoot the breeze.

There are no calculations of petty family squabbles.

"It's starting, it's starting!"

A loud shout rings out, and the crowded small courtyard quickly becomes quiet, with pairs of eyes looking toward the large color TV.

Seeing a familiar person appear on TV is an indescribably wonderful feeling; even though Xiao Ao Jianghu has been rebroadcast many times, this is the first time participating from the beginning, and that feeling is completely different.

The opening is the singing and dancing of the Yuan Court, followed immediately by the appearance of Cheng Kun.

"Ji Xiaolan."

Someone who recognizes him shouts out.

The Bronze Teeth and Iron Teeth Ji Xiaolan is incredibly popular, with extremely high national recognition; otherwise, it wouldn't have established the reputation of the "Iron Triangle."

The TV series' pacing is very fast, and soon it begins the plot of the Eagle Sect snatching the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Guo Feili appears stepping on a kite, drawing a chorus of "wows."

"He Xiangu!"

"No, that's Peony Fairy."

The TV series Dong You Ji also sparked a ratings craze, and the He Xiangu and Peony Fairy within it have haunted the dreams of countless people.

"Li Luo!!!"

Zhang Cuishan makes a handsome entrance, and the entire courtyard instantly boils over.

Seeing a familiar person appear on the screen.

Everyone feels a sense of reflected glory.

Excited applause rises like waves, directly drowning out the sound from the TV.

In an instant.

It arrives at a ruined temple.

Seeing the injured Peony Fairy fall into Li Luo's arms draws laughter, and then they watch with immense envy as Li Luo feeds medicine to Guo Feili with a bamboo tube, wondering what kind of taste that might be.

The plot advances continuously, and the minds of everyone at the scene are constantly stirred.

Various exclamations and cheers ring out one after another.

Unlike the liveliness of the small village.

In the Jiangcheng hotel, it is incredibly quiet.

Everyone is watching the TV intently, judging the quality of the finished product based on their own experience, and a trace of a smile soon appears on their faces; so far, they are very satisfied.

Lai Shuiqing is worthy of being a veteran director.

The pacing is mastered very well.

Just like when watching Xiao Ao Jianghu, Li Luo now also feels a bit awkward.

As the person involved.

No matter how he looks at it, he sees flaws.

In every shot, he feels that performing it in a different way at the time would have been better.

The mobile phone rings with a ding-dong.

Xu Qing: "Little brother is not bad."

Yu Feihong: "You performed really well. Now there are more plays looking for me; should I take them? So annoying, I want to go find the filming location for Ai You Lai Sheng."

Wang Baoqiang: "Brother, you performed really well, it's good."

Jiang Wen: "Not bad."

Bian Xiaoxiao: "You're on fire, you're on fire! When are you coming back? I miss you."

Huang Shengyi: "Fifth Hero Zhang, not bad~"

Jia Naiming: "Brother Luo is too strong!"

Chen Zihan: "When will it be my turn to appear? Zeng A Niu~~~"

Fan Bingbing: "Young Hero Zhang's acting is not bad! When are you coming back? You can't just leave me here eating sand alone!!!"

The notification sound for text messages has not stopped.

Relatives and friends.

Beijing Film Academy classmates and people he has collaborated with.

Anyone who has his contact information has sent congratulatory messages one after another.

Li Luo glances at the TV from time to time, replying to them one by one in order. When replying to Yu Feihong's message, he especially perks up: "I suggest taking one or two plays first, and in the process, further familiarize yourself with the director's work."

"Only when the axe is sharpened will the firewood be split quickly."

"You understand this principle."

"Mm."

"I'll consider it."

After glancing at the message Yu Feihong replied with, Li Luo continues to focus his attention on the TV.

Unknowingly, the day's episodes finish airing.

What the specific effect is like.

Remains to be seen.

One by one, people disperse, and after Li Luo and Zhang Long finish the remaining half bottle of whiskey, they also return to their rooms to sleep soundly.

His body is in great shape, and his sleep quality is also good.

The sky is just beginning to brighten.

Li Luo is so full of energy that he can no longer sleep.

He rolls out of bed, washes up, changes his clothes, buckles his sports waist bag, and walks out of the hotel. His current location is near the Guishan Scenic Area, and after walking for a few minutes, he arrives at the riverside.

Gazing at the bustling traffic on the Yangtze River Bridge, he does his warm-up exercises step by step.

He runs with a relaxed pace toward the direction of Qingchuan Pavilion.

Even if his physique is strong and can be immune to illness, he still likes to exercise, enjoying that feeling of shedding sweat.

After a good run and breaking a sweat.

His whole body feels comfortable.

Following the rolling Yangtze River water, he runs until the sky is fully bright. Li Luo takes out the mineral water from his waist bag, drinks a few mouthfuls, sniffs his nose, and follows the scent to a bustling breakfast shop.

"Boss."

He looks around and swallows his saliva: "How much is a bowl of hot dry noodles?"

He rarely eats noodles.

But coming to Jiangcheng, not eating a bowl of hot dry noodles seems a bit unreasonable.

"One yuan."

The boss skillfully adds various toppings for others, looks up, and glances at him: "Do you want chili? What else do you want to eat?"

"Make it spicy."

Li Luo nods decisively and looks at the large pancake sizzling with oil in the pan next to him:

"What is that?"

"Young man, this is your first time in Jiangcheng, right!"

The boss says affirmatively and patiently introduces: "Three-fresh bean skin, made by grinding mung beans and rice into a paste, frying it into a pancake skin, then adding cooked glutinous rice, diced meat, diced shiitake mushrooms, and other small vegetables."

"Do you want to try a portion?"

"Okay."

Li Luo's appetite is now wide open, so he orders two fried dough sticks and a large bowl of soy milk, and sits down at a table set up outside the small shop.

The boss's craftsmanship must be quite good, as the breakfast shop is busy with people coming and going.

Some are sitting down to eat like him.

Others are holding hot dry noodles in their hands, stirring them, and leaving in a hurry while eating.

Walking and eating breakfast, neither is delayed.

Before long.

The ordered items are served one after another.

Li Luo learns from others and stirs the hot dry noodles evenly, picks up a handful of noodles coated with sesame paste, and puts them into his mouth; the taste is quite good.

However, he is still not quite used to eating flour-based foods.

The bean skin tastes very good, with a crispy outer skin and a soft, glutinous filling.

The taste of pork, glutinous rice, and shiitake mushrooms mixed together is quite amazing. Li Luo takes a bite of hot dry noodles, then a bite of three-fresh bean skin, eating with great delight.

You can't eat such authentic delicacies at the hotel.

He gulps down a large mouthful of soy milk.

His whole body feels warm.

【Exercise freely, eat and drink freely, body and mind are happy】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Line delivery experience +5】

Looking at the prompt that flashes by, Li Luo eats even more vigorously.

Just as he is burying his head in eating.

A table of high school students next to him keeps casting glances at him. They look at each other, and one of them gathers the courage to walk up to him: "Hello, may I ask if you are Zhang Cuishan?"

"Gulp."

Li Luo swallows the three-fresh bean skin hard, looks up with a blank face, and looks at the girl with a puzzled expression:

"Who is Zhang Cuishan?"

"Sorry, sorry to bother you!"

The girl scratches her head and returns to her seat awkwardly.

The people at that table whisper again, and puzzled glances are cast over from time to time.

Li Luo speeds up his eating pace a bit.

At the same time, he takes out a ten-yuan bill from his waist bag.

Preparing to call the boss to pay the bill first.

"With the sea as an alliance, with the mountains as a vow, I, Zhang Cuishan, will never fail you in this life!" Inside the small shop, a heartfelt line of dialogue drifts out from the small TV hanging on the wall.

In the TV preview, Li Luo and Guo Feili are both kneeling on a rock.

Making a vow for this life.

"It's you!"

Scanning back and forth between the TV screen and Li Luo's face, the girl from before stands up excitedly and blurts out: "Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Wuji, it's all you."

"And the Evil-Warding Sword Manual."

The boy next to her adds excitedly: "You are Lin Pingzhi!"

Several of their classmates beside them.

All look excited.

Entertainment activities now are far less developed than in later generations, and watching TV is the most common pastime, whether it is The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber that just started airing last night or Xiao Ao Jianghu that has been rebroadcast many times.

They have all watched them.

They weren't sure just now, but after comparing with the TV, they are immediately convinced.

How could there be people who look so much alike?

Especially since they know that the cast of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber will come to Jiangcheng for a fan meeting, they just didn't manage to sign up!

This exclamation.

Makes the people who came to eat breakfast all cast their eyes on Li Luo.

Most of them here are junior and senior high school students and office workers; perhaps not many people watched The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber last night, but there are plenty who have watched Xiao Ao Jianghu. No one expected that while just coming out to eat breakfast.

They could actually encounter such a fresh event.

Before Li Luo can defend himself again, the girl quickly takes out a notebook from her schoolbag: "Give me an autograph, Lin Pingzhi."

"I want one too."

"I really like the plays you act in, give me an autograph too, thank you."

Once someone takes the lead, the rest follow quickly.

At this moment.

No matter how much Li Luo denies it, it's useless.

Just like Xu Zhu searching for his father in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, as long as Duan Zhengchun takes the first step to acknowledge it, it will be of no use no matter how much Ye Erniang denies it!

Looking at the notebook handed to him, Li Luo helplessly puts down the soy milk.

It seems this breakfast is destined to not be finished.

Only he hasn't realized the seriousness of the matter.

Chinese people love to join in the fun, and Jiangcheng people are no exception. In just a short while, the news that a guy who acts on TV is here spreads quickly, and the people eating breakfast nearby gather around rapidly.

Regardless of whether they recognize him or not.

They just look inside as if they are watching a monkey.

It's just a sense of novelty.

After scribbling a few signatures, the dining table in front of him is pushed askew, and arms stand like a forest, with the onlookers asking all kinds of questions in a jumble.

"Lin Pingzhi, do you really know martial arts?"

"Are the hot dry noodles delicious?"

"You are really handsome, even more handsome than on TV."

"That's right, The Legend of the Condor Heroes should also have been acted by you; the current male lead is too ugly!"

"Li Luo, I voted for you."

Amidst the hustle and bustle, someone finally knows what his name actually is.

The scene is as chaotic as if a few hornet nests had been smashed.

Li Luo suddenly feels something is wrong. Taking advantage of the fact that the crowd hasn't completely gathered, he grins at the people around him, grabs a fried dough stick, and drills into the gaps in the crowd with his legs spread.

"No need to find the change."

A slurred shout rings out.

Immediately after, a small paper ball flies high into the boss's hand.

Looking at the ten-yuan bill crumpled into a ball, and then looking at Li Luo being chased by a group of people, the boss is stunned and doesn't react to what happened.

After Xiao Ao Jianghu started airing.

Li Luo was either studying at school or filming in the crew; neither of these places would bring any impact, and when he went to Taiwan for promotion before, he was like an invisible person.

This caused him to constantly underestimate the influence of Xiao Ao Jianghu.

Or rather, its influence on real life.

There is a considerable group of people on the internet who like Lin Pingzhi; he knows this situation.

It's just that he never expected.

That just by running and eating breakfast, he could be chased by people.

If it weren't for happening to run into those students who recognized him, he could have properly experienced Jiangcheng's breakfast culture. Li Luo easily shakes off those guys who were joining in the fun and regretfully tears off a large bite of the fried dough stick. ===== CHAPTER 111 =====