[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot":3,"chapter-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-15":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in a Small County, and You Say I'm a Big Shot?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2297426,4494,"Chapter 15: 014","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-15",15,"\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll switch it back.” Song Dahai steered with one hand and switched back to the original CD; Phoenix Legend’s voice rang out once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horsehead fiddle plays sweetly, mare’s milk wine flows through the gut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My love runs across the Hulunbuir grasslands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your kindness, I cannot resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your purity binds my heart tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye couldn’t help sighing inside—he was practically a massive lapdog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Qingye remembered that in his previous life, the two never got together; he wondered if things would be different this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance from Nanxin County to Langshan Scenic Area isn’t far—over sixty kilometers. Three cars took the Shenhai Expressway, exited after half an hour, followed the Tongjing Avenue around Jinghai’s urban area, and finally arrived at Langshan Scenic Area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Langshan Scenic Area is a Class 4A tourist attraction in Jiangsu Province, located on the north bank of the Yangtze River, six kilometers south of Jinghai City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After parking, Jiang Chen bought tickets for everyone; they entered from the north gate. The Buddha Light Avenue was decorated with simulated wisteria, and the ground was dotted with perennial flowering potted plants, forming a fragrant walking path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every spring, Langshan National Forest Park welcomes a spectacular bloom of mountain flowers, especially peonies, which come in three types—single, double, and thousand-petal—across nine color series. From early April to early May, the park hosts the famous “Langshan Peony Festival,” drawing large crowds of locals and tourists for spring outings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked and chatted, laughing, while several girls kept taking photos. In this era, smartphones had just appeared and weren’t widespread; feature phones had terrible camera quality. But Jiang Chen brought a Casio digital SLR, satisfying the girls’ photo needs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Langshan isn’t tall; climbing from the base along stone steps, they reached the summit in under an hour. From here, the entire Jinghai urban area lay to the north, while the vast Yangtze River stretched to the south, its surface glittering with sunlight and dotted with white sails, filling them with a sense of peace and exhilaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were food stalls below the mountain, but Jiang Chen said they’d do a self-cooked barbecue, so they drove out of the scenic area, heading west five kilometers. Though still within Langshan’s territory, the place was sparsely populated, with a small river flowing quietly nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They found a patch of grass not far from the riverbank, unloaded their barbecue tools—grill, charcoal, racks, cookware—all fully prepared—and got busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chen clearly often went camping; his movements were practiced. Several girls helped out. Chen Meimei, who often did chores at home, sliced meat and skewered it effortlessly. Even Song Dahai, usually lazy, came over to lend a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye had never done any of this at home and didn’t know how, so he stayed out of the way and wandered alone nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Xiaoli, who also hadn’t done much housework at home, couldn’t help either, so she walked over toward Fang Qingye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Zi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Fang Qingye turned to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Xiaoli glanced over at Chen Meimei, who was busy helping: “Is she your girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I already said—it’s my colleague,” Fang Qingye smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Hai said three guys and two girls was one girl short, so I invited Chen Meimei. If I’d known you were coming, I wouldn’t have invited her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good thing she’s not. You can’t let Bai Ou down.” Qian Xiaoli suddenly replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Ou?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey Qian Xiaoli, Bai Ou and I grew up together as childhood friends—we really aren’t anything.” Fang Qingye hurried to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really! Then I’ll ask you—what’s going on between you and Da Hai?!” Fang Qingye shot back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There could be. He just doesn’t want it.” Qian Xiaoli slipped her hands into her pockets and gazed at Song Dahai, who was helping Chen Meimei nearby, speaking calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I @#%...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll go take a walk.” She walked off alone toward the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye naturally didn’t follow, standing there dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Ou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Fang Qingye’s mind surfaced a girl with a neat bob haircut, her eyes crinkling into crescents when she smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Ou and Fang Qingye were childhood friends; their parents had been close too. Fang Qingye’s father, Fang Jianwen, and Bai Ou’s father, Bai Chanzhe, had been classmates at Jinghai Normal College.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye and Bai Ou grew up together, attending the same elementary and middle school classes. But in high school, they split into science and liberal arts tracks—Fang Qingye took science, Bai Ou took liberal arts, then got into the Law Department of East China University of Political Science and Law. Last year, she was recommended for graduate studies at the same university and was now in her first year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his previous life, Fang Qingye left his hometown two years after graduation and returned to Shanghai to struggle. Bai Ou, after graduate school, passed the civil service exam and joined the Jinghai Municipal Court, eventually becoming an outstanding judge. Their life paths never crossed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye was slow to mature in matters of romance. During middle school, he was clueless. Even in high school, besides studying, he and Song Dahai and Liu Dong secretly sneaked off to internet cafes to play games. When other boys and girls in class went on dates, they sneered at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Ou, in the liberal arts class, didn’t seem close to any boy. She was often seen riding her bicycle alone to and from school. Among the girls, she was closest to Qian Xiaoli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Ye Zi, come help!” Song Dahai’s shout jolted him from his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coming!” Fang Qingye hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Zi, Jiang Chen didn’t bring chili powder. How can you eat barbecue without chili? Go in my car and buy some chili powder from the city.” Song Dahai told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“None of us like chili—only you’re weird!” Fang Qingye muttered, but still took Song Dahai’s car keys and drove his BMW toward the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Fang Qingye returned with the chili powder, Jiang Chen and the others had already started grilling; the scent of roasting meat filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lamb and beef skewers, chicken wings, squid, prawns, multi-egg fish…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They grilled a huge pile, pulled out the drinks they’d brought, sat on the laid-out plastic sheets, and happily ate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue sky, white clouds, the nearby river murmuring, green grass all around, and unnamed little flowers blooming—eating barbecue in this setting was undoubtedly delightful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ate and chatted, sharing stories from their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, guys, let me tell you about a weird person I met online.” Jiang Chen finished a lamb skewer, raised his voice, and everyone turned to look at him curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I trade stocks, so I joined some QQ stock groups—full of all kinds of people. Weird stuff and weird people abound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night, I met one in a stock group. You know his QQ nickname? ‘Universe Youth Invincible Beauty.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, someone actually uses that as a QQ name? So cringe.” Wang Simin laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, ‘Invincible Beauty’—probably a dinosaur.” Shao Jing chimed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who says it has to be a girl? I think it’s a transvestite! A lot of guys use girls’ names to trick people.” Song Dahai’s voice was especially loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye hadn’t paid attention, focused on eating the multi-egg fish—he loved this fish. Though small, its flesh was especially tender and smooth, even better after grilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he heard Jiang Chen say “Invincible Youth Beauty,” he looked up, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Invincible Youth Beauty”—wasn’t that the Dongguan girl’s QQ name?\u003C\u002Fp>",1251,"2026-06-20T05:58:40.725Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","53d5bb976bd81e18d5500fd9f4f64e42f1cce44ce141e8d6ae7d16a2c6312af1","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-16","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-14",215,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-cover.jpg"]