Chapter 168: The Woman Who Is Easily Hurt

The person who opened the door made Li Luo feel very surprised.

He hadn't expected.

That the other party had actually run to Zhuozhou as well.

But then he thought again, Wang Fei and she had collaborated on the movie *Tianxia Wushuang*, so it was perfectly normal for the two to become good friends.

For some people, finishing a film was equivalent to finishing a job.

The relationship with the actors in the drama was just that of colleagues.

Others were like-minded and quickly developed into friends or lovers; this was nothing strange.

Looking at the familiar face before him, Li Luo felt a wave of emotion.

After Jin Suo, he was seeing Xiao Yanzi again.

Now all that was missing was Ziwei!

If one were to talk about TV actresses nowadays, the other party's influence definitely ranked at the top. *Huan Zhu Ge Ge* had made her popular across the country, and his own *Yi Tian Tu Long Ji* could also be considered a hit.

But compared to Xiao Yanzi.

It was nothing.

Actually, in terms of acting skills, the other party was still quite good.

Whether acting or directing, she had what it took.

As the saying goes, fame brings trouble; this woman was a typical example. Her journey was one of spiraling between red and black rumors, growing into a towering tree, only to collapse suddenly in the end.

The intensity of the ban.

In the circle, it went straight to the level of 'no such person exists'.

This was the most typical negative example, warning Li Luo not to try to reach out for everything. Capital might make money fast, but it was also a trap that killed without blinking.

The higher one flew, the more miserable the fall.

Once some things were entangled, one really wouldn't even know how they died.

"Come in."

Zhao Wei stepped back and smiled, clearing the way: "I had long heard that a very impressive junior had emerged, and now it seems it was true. You look spirited, which makes people happy just looking at you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior."

Li Luo returned the smile and walked into Gao Yuanyuan's suite, carrying the whiskey.

He couldn't say whether he liked her or not.

Anyway, how to put it.

It was best not to provoke her too much!

The two people behind.

Also greeted each other.

The layout of the room was about the same; after entering, there was a large living room, which had actually been set up with a small karaoke system, with colorful light strips wrapped around various places.

It was set up like a singing room.

Wang Fei and Xiang Naying were sitting on the sofa, holding microphones and singing songs off and on.

Two divas performing on the same stage.

If their fans saw this scene, they would definitely go crazy with joy.

Li Luo scratched his ear, but didn't feel much.

He hadn't heard many of Xiang Naying's songs, and slightly more of Wang Fei's, but only by a little bit—the highly popular *The Woman Who Is Easily Hurt* and *May We All Be Blessed with Longevity*.

The latter he had learned in high school music class.

The former he had heard in the Hong Kong drama *The Greed of Man*.

His gaze instead fell on their attire; both were wearing pajamas—thin, short-sleeved, short-pants types—showing off patches of fair, delicate skin.

Actually, Zhao Wei, Gao Yuanyuan, and Jia Jingwen were dressed similarly.

Li Luo had fallen into a nest of women.

Spring scenery filled the room.

For a moment, he didn't know where to look.

Xiang Naying didn't care; she lay sprawled on the sofa. Wang Fei noticed Li Luo entering, sat up straight, and tidied up her pajama pants, which had rolled up to the roots of her thighs, without a sound.

"Yo, Li Luo is here."

Turning her head to look, Xiang Naying held the microphone and said: "What kind of ghost script are you chatting about? We sang three or four songs before you came back."

"Can't help it."

Li Luo sat on the sofa with a smile and raised his hand to unscrew a bottle of whiskey: "There was a temporary adjustment to the work; of course, I had to finish work before I could play. I brought the liquor; do you want it neat or with some cola?"

Jia Jingwen rolled her eyes at his serious words.

Gao Yuanyuan shook her arm again.

Pulling her to sit down on the sofa.

"Neat."

Zhao Wei didn't stand on ceremony and immediately brought over two empty cups from the side: "I rushed over right after getting off the plane; I need to drink something strong to sleep well tonight."

Four empty cups were already laid out on the coffee table, plus two bottles of red wine that were almost empty.

Don't look at Wang Fei's image on TV.

She was always cold and aloof.

Most of the time during concerts, she just sang, and the time she spent talking and interacting with fans was very little.

But after a few days of contact, Li Luo discovered that she was not like her screen image at all; in private, she was very fond of joining in the fun, so it wasn't strange that someone came to visit.

"OK."

Li Luo poured half a cup of whiskey for Zhao Wei: "It's my first time meeting you, Senior; it's only right to treat you to a drink."

"But as for others~"

He poured for Jia Jingwen and Gao Yuanyuan one after another, then looked at Xiang Naying with a smile.

His hand stopped pouring the wine.

This guy had let a word slip just now, causing him to have to buy a silk scarf, a loss of at least tens of thousands of yuan. He had to find some interest to feel comfortable in his heart.

"Stingy ghost."

Xiang Naying sat up and tapped the table with her finger: "Sister won't drink your wine for free; tonight counts as you making a profit."

"Pick either me or Old Wang, and let you request a song."

"I'll hold a solo concert for you."

"Worth it, right?"

Hearing her words, the others cheered and applauded.

"Hey!!!"

Wang Fei, inexplicably dragged into this, spread her hands.

Expressing dissatisfaction.

But by this time, Li Luo had already quickly poured wine into their cups, locking in this verbal agreement. Although everyone was joking, the thought of having a diva sing for him.

That feeling made him feel quite good inside.

"Come, come, come."

Ignoring Wang Fei's objection, Xiang Naying laughed loudly and raised her cup: "Welcome Zhao Wei to Zhuozhou to see us, and thanks to Li Luo for the whiskey, cheers everyone!"

This woman's personality was as heroic as ever.

"Bang~"

Li Luo picked up his glass and clinked it with Xiang Naying's, then gestured to the circle around him. He looked with emotion at these faces he had once only seen on TV and in movies, and downed half a cup of whiskey in one gulp.

Jia Jingwen didn't hesitate either, pouring the strong liquor into her stomach in large gulps.

When she walked over just now, her heart was actually in turmoil.

Knowing that these two guys had just finished that business, she felt as if she could smell the scent of hormones radiating from Li Luo, feeling that she had to rely on strong liquor for support, or tonight would definitely be a sleepless night.

Like her, Gao Yuanyuan was also drinking heavily.

But the reason was different.

Although it was only a hurried ten-plus minutes, Yuan-Yuan Mei Zi had also received great satisfaction.

She just happened to have half a cup of wine to savor the aftertaste.

Dong, dong, dong.

Three empty cups landed on the table one after another.

Making Xiang Naying's eyes widen.

This was forty-degree whiskey, not red wine; she hadn't expected these three people to be so heroic.

"Hm?"

Li Luo poured wine slowly: "Comrade Xiang Naying, wasn't it you who said we should cheers?"

Alright then~

With that sentence.

The other three women looked at each other and also finished their wine decisively.

"Not bad, this liquor is really strong."

Xiang Naying cleared her throat and exhaled alcohol as she looked at Li Luo: "Speak, who do you want to hear sing."

Talking while speaking.

Her hand holding the microphone was eager to move.

Now it was KTV; whoever sang, sang.

Letting Li Luo request a song was actually just a joke.

After pouring the wine.

Li Luo raised his head and looked steadily at Wang Fei.

"Cut!"

Xiang Naying felt bored.

This appearance made Xiao Yanzi laugh out loud.

"Fine!" Wang Fei wasn't someone who couldn't play along; she cleared her throat and, emboldened by the alcohol, held the microphone high: "It seems it's me. Speak, what song do you want to hear Fei-jie sing?"

"*The Woman Who Is Easily Hurt*."

Li Luo thought for a moment, then blurted out a song title.

The only two songs he could think of were this one; the other was too ethereal and didn't fit the current atmosphere.

"Cough~"

Xiang Naying coughed heavily.

"Mm-hmm!!!"

Gao Yuanyuan and Zhao Wei also reacted the same way.

"Sorry."

Li Luo reacted quickly and hurriedly expressed his apology: "How about we change it? You can sing whatever you want; I don't mind."

Although there hadn't been a formal announcement yet.

But the other party's current state was undoubtedly that she had broken up with Xie Tingfeng.

Singing this song.

Was indeed a bit inappropriate.

"It's okay."

Wang Fei shook her head and smiled, picking up her wine glass indifferently: "Actually, it's just that I don't like this song much; it's too commercial, and I've sung it too many times. I don't sing it at concerts anymore."

Xiang Naying nodded in deep agreement.

Most famous singers would have an inexplicable annoyance toward their signature songs.

Not to mention other reasons.

After singing it hundreds or thousands of times, anyone would get tired of it.

"But I'm curious."

Sipping the whiskey, Wang Fei raised her eyebrows and asked: "I have so many songs, why did you choose *The Woman Who Is Easily Hurt*? Besides, you don't understand Cantonese, right?"

"To be honest, I'm not familiar with your other songs."

Li Luo took the cigar Xiang Naying handed him and switched the Cantonese to Mandarin: "Actually, there's a Hong Kong drama called *The Greed of Man* that I like watching very much. Your song appears in it often, so I wanted to hear what it sounds like sung in person."

It was slightly different from Hong Kong pronunciation, but it was indeed Cantonese.

The tone was captured very accurately.

No matter how you counted it, it couldn't be the kind he didn't understand.

Gao Yuanyuan shook Xiang Naying and asked blankly: "What did Li Luo just say? Gibberish."

Don't look at Xiang Naying as being from the Northeast; she actually had deep exchanges with the Hong Kong music circle and had even held a concert at the Hong Kong Coliseum. Speaking it wasn't standard, but listening was absolutely no problem for her.

"Do you have to be so honest?"

Xiang Naying grabbed a few peanuts and threw them at Li Luo, saying huffily: "Still 'not familiar with other songs', then what songs of mine have you heard?"

"*Conquer*."

Li Luo thought for a moment and finally said two words.

*Silent* didn't seem to have come out that early.

Xiang Naying's eyes widened: "Anything else?"

"Anything else what?"

Li Luo smiled and spread his hands.

Xiang Naying was so annoyed by this sentence that she bared her teeth, grabbed a pillow, and hit him in the face, making the others laugh until they were trembling, unable to stop the tears from streaming from the corners of their eyes.

The light pillow hit him, having no lethality at all.

But Li Luo also cooperated by dodging, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Doesn't your school have vocal classes?"

Xiang Naying panted and wanted to roll up her sleeves, only to find she was wearing short sleeves. She said indignantly: "Don't they play songs on campus? You only know one *Conquer*, you're killing me!"

"Yes, they do!"

Li Luo turned back and sat down, saying seriously: "But I was always at the bottom of the class in vocal class."

"Wait until the day I go back to the Beijing Film Academy, I'll go straight to the broadcasting station."

He chuckled and teased: "I'll tell them Xiang Naying strongly requests that they play more of her songs at the Beijing Film Academy to help you with promotion. That should work, right?"

"Hahaha."

Zhao Wei laughed until she was leaning forward and backward.

"You!"

Xiang Naying was completely exasperated; she pounced forward and pinned Li Luo down, the pillow hitting him with *bang, bang* sounds.

This old woman.

Too fierce!

When messing around, physical contact was inevitable.

That guy didn't seem to care, and his movements didn't avoid anything at all, making Li Luo hurriedly bow and admit his mistake, which finally made her stop. Seeing him looking like he had been bullied.

The other few people laughed until they were sprawled out.

"Alright, alright."

Wang Fei drank another large gulp of wine, calmed her mood, and said: "Since you want to hear it, I'll sing it for you!"

Hearing these words.

The others looked at each other and hurriedly collected their moods.

Unlike the previous laughing and messing around, Wang Fei's tone was very serious now. As a sign of respect for the other party, they should maintain focus now.

Clearing her throat.

Wang Fei simply put down the microphone, thought for a moment, and began to chant softly.

"The night is deeper as I get drunk."

"At this moment, so close."

"A heart that was once broken, let you gently draw close today."

The heavenly singing voice drifted continuously from her mouth. Because she had drunk a little, this chanting carried five parts ethereal, three parts lazy, and two parts sorrow.

Li Luo slowly exhaled the cigar smoke and sipped the whiskey again.

His gaze was focused on Wang Fei.

In his mind.

Scenes from *The Greed of Man* emerged.

The foam fragments flying all over the sky turned into snowflakes, falling one after another on Ling-jie's face. She used the last bit of strength in her life to put the ring Fang Jinxin had given her onto her finger.

And with endless regret and relief, she passed away with a faint smile.

Fang Zhanbo, Ding Xie, Luo Huiling.

One character after another presented explosive acting here, causing countless people to shed tears along with them.

Wang Fei's singing voice.

Also successfully brought Li Luo into that scene.

Tears couldn't help but well up in his eyes.

Emotional immersion ability was a basic skill for actors; in this regard, they were more easily infected.

"Passion is hard to restrain."

"But I actually belong to, a woman who is extremely easily hurt."

"Don't, don't, don't come and go suddenly."

"Please cherish my heart."

The singing continued.

The light emitted by the neon signs flowed faintly on Wang Fei's face.

Her lips opened and closed gently.

The voice of a thousand turns and a hundred twists rang out continuously.

"With you in the long night, the drunkenness is real."

Following the singing, Wang Fei thought of her past passionate love.

"Let me finally find trust, no matter if everything is a question, happiness is a lover, passion is hard to restrain, but I actually belong to a woman who is extremely easily hurt."

Thinking of the scenes with that person.

Her voice became extremely sorrowful, and her eyes became moist: "Don't, don't, don't come and go suddenly."

"Fei."

Xiang Naying stroked her knee and said softly:

"Stop singing!"

Being a singer herself, she was most easily infected by the emotions within; she certainly understood what Wang Fei was experiencing right now. Not to mention the person involved, how many infatuated men and women cried to death when they heard love songs after breaking up.

This was the magic that music brought to people.

"Please cherish my heart."

Forcing out this line, a crystal tear slid from her eye.

The singing stopped abruptly.

Tears continued to overflow from her eye sockets.

Noticing Li Luo looking at her sadly, Wang Fei wiped her tears, stood up from the sofa, and rushed toward the bedroom.

A loud *bang* echoed continuously in the living room. ===== CHAPTER 169 =====