[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk-":3,"chapter-reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-452":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn in Huayu: They're Forcing Me to Be a Jerk Again?",{"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},2348195,4588,"Chapter 452: The Stolen Imprint","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-452",452,"\u003Cp>In Chen Nuo’s view, Alison’s analysis was essentially pointing out two paths for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One led to palaces and cities burning in flames, the other to the peak of the ancient kings... well, that’s about the gist of it; just grasp the implication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the first path was actually easier for him personally. The second path was overgrown with thorns and fraught with difficulties; one could even say that even if he gave it his all, the final outcome remained an unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what is youth without a bit of recklessness? And what is the difference between a person without ambition and a salted fish?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening, Chen Nuo made his choice right then and there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two subsequent events ultimately solidified his determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first event occurred on the morning after the Golden Globe Awards nomination luncheon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, he was sitting by the pool, basking in the warm morning sun, drinking skim milk, eating whole-wheat bread, and idly pondering matters under the blue sky and white clouds of LA.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body proportions were truly quite good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And fair-skinned, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As fellow ethnic minorities, Tong Liya wasn't this fair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it really was a racial trait, carrying a bit of Indo-European ancestry; wasn't that so-and-so the same?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest wasn't small either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly not bad; no wonder she could captivate so many young men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo took a sip of milk, swallowed the unpalatable bread, and nodded to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, with the eye of a professional judge, he couldn't help but notice the flaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The biggest flaw was the issue of future development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she were really married off to someone, who knew if she would turn into a middle-aged woman with a barrel waist after having kids in her thirties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The possibility wasn't low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, why was there no movement from the \"Twin Beauties\" when he died back in 2024?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making money was one aspect, but presumably, there were concerns about this as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like a magazine he read before had a theory that, from the perspective of human evolution, the genes of the Indo-European race were inferior even to those of Africans. Many mixed-race people looked good, yes, but they all had hereditary diseases... Hmm, Ruoruo was better, a pure-blooded Han, naturally gifted and intelligent. During the video call last night, Fan Bingbing said she could already call her \"Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a phone call interrupted Chen Nuo’s train of thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call was from Alison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo had only heard two sentences before he straightened his back and asked in surprise, \"What did you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then hung up the phone and opened Twitter on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't it just so?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The media outlets he followed on his Twitter homepage were all flooding the screen; it was incredibly lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, a report from an entertainment tabloid called *Hollywood Express* was the most detailed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Breaking News: As everyone knows, one week ago, the three leads of *Twilight* left their marks at the Chinese Theatre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cement slab bearing the imprint of Chen Nuo’s profile was placed in the plaza in front of the Chinese Theatre yesterday, attracting a large number of die-hard fans of the *Twilight* series to come and take photos that same day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this morning, in just one night, the cement slab was declared stolen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The theatre stated that at 7:00 AM today, theatre security first discovered the slab missing during their daily patrol. Reporters rushed to the scene and confirmed that only a bare cement base remained where the slab had been placed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Image]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to a preliminary judgment by a security consultant interviewed at the scene, this was highly likely a premeditated group crime, estimated to involve two to three people working together, using tools like shovels to pry up the slab and move it onto a vehicle in the early hours of today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Image]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the photos, clear prying marks could indeed be seen around the base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, the theatre has already reported the theft to the police. Reporters at the scene have already seen police cars arrive, but the Los Angeles police have not yet released any progress on the investigation. We will continue to track this matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading, Chen Nuo called Alison back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, I've finished reading it,\" Chen Nuo said in a relaxed and cheerful tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alison’s tone was also very relaxed. \"Nia Okoro from Summit Entertainment just contacted me, telling me to go to the Chinese Theatre to meet her now. I'm on my way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go do what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See what the police have to say first. If possible, this should be a brilliant topic for hype. Honestly, if I weren't convinced that woman absolutely lacks that kind of intelligence, I would really suspect she was the one who sent people to do it. This gimmick is really great; it's extremely beneficial for both us and *Twilight*.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha,\" Chen Nuo laughed. \"Then go ahead. Tell me once you've figured out the situation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OK.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended, and Chen Nuo happily took a sip of milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said he didn't mind, but in fact, he really did regret the impulsive decision to imprint his face there. Now that he heard it had been stolen, he actually felt quite happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should this count as the blessing brought by having a good public image?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he heard a \"splash\" of water, and the woman in the pool emerged. Gulinazha stood by the pool, wrung out her long hair with her hands, and then wrapped a towel around her body, revealing only a pair of long, slender legs. She walked over with a natural expression and asked, \"Chen Zong, would you like me to go make you another cup of coffee?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo waved his hand and said, \"No need.\" After saying this, he suddenly remembered and asked, \"Do you have any good ideas?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulinazha blinked, her face showing confusion. A few drops of water flowed down her angular jawline into the small hollow of her collarbone, looking exactly like an AI animation created with the keyword \"tender enough to drip water.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo said, \"If I were to host the Golden Globe Awards...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, Gulinazha cried out in surprise, \"Ah, really? Chen Zong, you've decided!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the afternoon, Alison arrived at Chen Nuo’s home with two LAPD officers and a Deputy Chief from the Hollywood Division of the Los Angeles Police Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Deputy Chief, named Angelo Bell, was a round-faced, big, chubby man. He was all smiles when he spoke and could even say a few words of broken Chinese, like \"Hello\" and \"Thank you,\" appearing exceptionally cordial. The accompanying male and female police officers were also very professional—when Chen Nuo said he didn't know anything, they truly didn't ask another question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, Chen Nuo had dealt with the LAPD quite a bit in the United States, especially during those years from 2020 to 2022, but this was truly the first time he had seen such reasonable American police.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purpose of the police’s visit was simple—according to the preliminary investigation, that cement slab was indeed stolen by several thieves, and just as the news reported, it was long-planned and executed cleanly. Currently, the police had not obtained any useful clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the \"nature\" of American police, the first step of a home visit was to routinely ask if Chen Nuo might have any clues, just to take a shot in the dark; and the second...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the next few days, we plan to add two teams of officers in this vicinity to be responsible for your safety. How about it? Do you agree, Chen?\" Angelo said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo didn't hesitate for a single second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was quite happy about the slab being stolen in the morning, by noon, he started feeling that something wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he knew it was likely just him scaring himself, who knew with these gun-toting lunatics in America? What if someone really thought he was as great as John Lennon and decided to take a shot at him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the American cops voluntarily working overtime during the Christmas season to protect him, he couldn't have asked for more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reaction flashed a hint of imperceptible surprise in Angelo’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving Chen Nuo’s house, the chubby Deputy Chief muttered thoughtfully as he walked: \"It seems this Chinese star is really as the legends say, a pure and flawless white lotus in Hollywood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male officer echoed, \"Indeed. If it were any other Hollywood star, they would absolutely never agree to us sending people to monitor them. For him to agree so directly, it's unlikely to be a publicity stunt he orchestrated himself. And when we questioned him, we didn't find any issues.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female officer also nodded: \"It definitely wasn't him. He has no need for such hype. I saw online a few days ago that someone was already offering tens of thousands of dollars to buy that cement slab with his face on it; that amount of money is enough to tempt a group of petty thieves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tens of thousands? Dollars?\" Angelo was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, these fans are truly crazy.\" He clicked his tongue and then ordered, \"Leave this matter to you, Rona. Go contact the person who made the offer online and see if anyone has tried to contact them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, sir!\" the female officer replied crisply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angelo let out a long sigh: \"Alright, let's wrap it up. Shit, I still have to coordinate personnel to come guard his door before Christmas... This is hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male officer smiled bitterly: \"Angelo, do we really have to send people? Just now was only to test him, I think...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't say it,\" Angelo waved his hand. \"I don't want a Hollywood star whose cement face mold can sell for fifty thousand dollars to think I'm brushing him off. Besides, what if someone thinks stealing a cement slab isn't as good as just showing up at his door... It would be a real disaster if something happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around and suddenly frowned: \"Damn, why does this place feel so familiar? Isn't Polanski’s house nearby, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male officer also looked around and nodded: \"Seems so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck. Alright, that's settled, let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dusk, a black business van drove onto the roads of Beverly Hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the van, a chubby middle-aged man looked at the scenery outside the window and exclaimed in wonder: \"Is this area really Beverly Hills? Look at these rows of houses, wow, little Chen has really done something incredible this time. He bought such a big house in the US without a word. If we hadn't come this time, who would have guessed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong felt restless hearing this and looked at him helplessly, saying: \"Director He, why don't we discuss how to speak when we meet later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Director He frowned and said: \"Does it need discussing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director He, Director Zhou said it like that... Hey, Director He, then how do you think we should say it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think since we've already come to his door, our sincerity is enough; what more is needed? Ma Dong, Ma Dong, don't forget our status. Although Director Zhou said that, if we really speak like that, we won't be able to account for it when we go back to report our work. This time, we must strive to achieve our goal while paying the smallest price. You must pay attention to being measured and not be too deliberate, understand? ...Hey, we're here? That's not right. Did Chen Nuo commit some crime? Why are there police?\" After hearing the team leader's words, Ma Dong was also somewhat suspicious and uneasy. He was also someone who studied both Chinese and Western ways, and he even forgot to curse in his heart, immediately rushing to ask the translator sitting in the passenger seat: \"Little Lin, ask the driver, are you sure this is the place? What's going on? Why are there police cars parked outside?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young girl in the passenger seat chattered something to the white driver in the driver's seat, and then the driver immediately laughed and replied with a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong knew a little English, but the Deputy Director who led the team on a publicly funded trip... no, who came to the US for negotiations, was over 50 and didn't understand, so he immediately asked: \"Little Lin, what did he say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The translator, Little Lin, said: \"Director He, he said that's right, it's here. The police are here because this morning, Chen Nuo’s cement slab was stolen. They might have been sent to protect him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong asked: \"Cement slab? What cement slab?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Lin asked a couple of questions and replied: \"He said it's the one at the Chinese Theatre.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Director He showed an expression of sudden realization, and Ma Dong also understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days ago, this matter caused quite a stir in the country; it could be said that anyone who cared even a little about the entertainment industry knew about it. As insiders, they also understood some things about the Chinese Theatre; although it was rare, it wasn't to the extent that those fans on the domestic internet were showing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, it was stolen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the time the iron gate of the estate opened until they drove in, the group heard the local driver talk about the news that was spreading like wildfire in LA today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, after hearing it, it was a bit beyond imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong looked at Director He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered inwardly, why, is your complexion not looking good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the second matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chen Nuo received the call from Ma Dong, he really hadn't expected that this person would actually be in Los Angeles. Without even giving a heads-up, he had mobilized a large group and flown to the United States at public expense... to discuss the Spring Festival Gala with him. One had to know, this year's New Year's Eve was January 23rd, only a month away; logically speaking, Ma Dong should have been at his busiest, with no time to spare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon meeting, he learned that not only was Ma Dong there, having once again become the chief director this year, but a deputy director of the center had also come along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was definitely more surprising than hearing that his cement slab had gone missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo knew there must be something strange about this; he wasn't yet such a big shot that this level of effort was required.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it turned out, once they started chatting, it was indeed because of nothing else but the fact that the pillar of the Spring Festival Gala, Teacher Zhao Benshan, wasn't doing well this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't that kind of \"not doing well,\" but rather that the program wasn't quite working, his health wasn't good, and his temper had flared up. After a few rehearsals, he had put his foot down: either it stays this way, or he wouldn't be performing this year. He had locked horns with the directing team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consequently, an internal meeting was held at CCTV, which led to this trip to the United States.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The schedule was very tight; Ma Dong arrived today and had to return tomorrow. Deputy Director He couldn't stay long either, only about ten days, and would return to the country after spending New Year's Day in the United States.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Chen, we have come with the utmost sincerity this time.\" Once Ma Dong had finished explaining the ins and outs, Director He said earnestly, \"State any conditions you have. As long as we can let the people of the whole country have a happy and joyful New Year, we will do whatever it takes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were some other young person, they might have been trapped by Director He's rhetoric, but Chen Nuo was basically only susceptible to the \"honey trap\"; trying to use moral kidnapping on him was wishful thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately shook his head and said: \"Director He, I am just an actor. Whether I am there or not, the people of the country will still be happy and joyful. You are overstating it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then revealed a look of regret and said: \"Because this time, I really am a step behind. I just promised the American Golden Globe Awards yesterday that I would serve as the host, and I have to start rehearsals immediately. I probably won't have the time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong let out a cry and said: \"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it wasn't true, it had to be true now. Chen Nuo nodded and said: \"Really.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When are the Golden Globe Awards this year?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"January 15th. After that, I have to attend the Santa Barbara International Film Festival; this year they are giving Nolan the Master Award, and they want me to be a presenter.\" Chen Nuo spread his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong and Director He looked at each other in dismay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subsequently, Director He nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Dong turned his head and said to Chen Nuo: \"Nuozi, can we talk privately?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, when Director He, representing CCTV in the study, proposed that in the coming years they were willing to jointly operate several television drama projects with the Huanxin Company—with Huanxin responsible for content creation and production, while CCTV provided the financing platform, broadcast platform, and resource support, and even offered to sign a package agreement for this—Chen Nuo, as the company's chairman, truly felt a powerful temptation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just so happened that in 2012, Huanxin was not only going to produce in Hong Kong but also exert its full strength domestically. At this critical juncture, having the official platform of CCTV as a backer and foundation for the television dramas being produced meant many things could truly enter the fast lane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Ma Dong added that he could bring two people to perform on the Spring Festival Gala stage this time, which made the condition seem even harder to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During previous meetings, Li Jing had always been resentful that Zhao Liying could only rank fourth among the \"Four Little Dan\" actresses. With the double blessing of the Spring Festival Gala, perhaps she could take another step forward? Besides that, Liu Yifei? Fan Bingbing? Zhang Xinyu? Or perhaps those few newcomers in the company? It seemed that apart from being of little use to him and meaningless to Wen Yongshan, the Spring Festival Gala buff was quite beautiful for everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, if he agreed, the problem also followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Santa Barbara International Film Festival was indeed happening, but it was actually held on January 26th. It wasn't impossible to agree to save the day for CCTV. After all, Shen Xiaoyang had once had a small grudge with him, and Chen Nuo, being petty, had never forgotten it, remembering it for nearly three whole years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what would he do if he went up there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking it over, it could only be singing, but Allison was firmly against him going up there to entertain the masses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo ultimately threw this difficult problem to Li Jing and Qi Yuntian to coordinate with the CCTV directing team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was a suitable idea... well, he was going back to the country for the New Year anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Chen Nuo's lawyer formally replied to the invitation sent by the Hollywood Foreign Press Association via email, confirming that he would serve as the host for the 69th Golden Globe Awards ceremony in 2012. Chen Nuo himself also made a call to Philip Gabriel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Philip on the other end of the line was clearly impatient; they had just finished talking in the morning, and by noon he had sent a lawyer over, and by evening the hosting contract had already been signed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This contract was actually not complicated; the basic terms were almost identical to the Oscar one from last year. The only difference was that the Golden Globe Awards offered five times the remuneration of the Oscars—500,000 USD per show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be considered more than a little generous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this amount happened to be exactly the money he had lent to Theron this month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he realized this, Chen Nuo was in the middle of signing his name. In that instant, from his tailbone to the top of his head, it felt quite exhilarating. Sure enough, the most satisfying thing in the world is nothing more than getting a free ride and even recouping your capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the day before Christmas, Chen Nuo went to the Golden Globe Awards studio to shoot the promotional photos for this year's ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photographer was an old acquaintance of his, Ryan McGinley, who had once gone to Xinjiang with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brother had completely made a name for himself in the photography circle over the past two years; not only had he held solo exhibitions in New York and Los Angeles, but with his personal style of black-and-white minimalism and documentary portraiture, he had become somewhat famous in fields like fashion magazines, trendy art exhibitions, and commercial shoots, becoming a target for many brands vying for collaboration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the Golden Globe Awards had spent a large sum of money to hire him to take photos for Chen Nuo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the final result of the photos did not disappoint the organizing committee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>December 25, 2011, Christmas Day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day, the entire United States was immersed in a warm and festive holiday atmosphere. Every household hung up colorful lights and wreaths, and the whole country seemed to be enveloped in the scent of cinnamon and roasted turkey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Susan also followed her mother to her grandmother's house three blocks away in the same city to spend Christmas with her uncle's family, who had returned from Texas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since her parents divorced, she had moved back to Louisiana with her mother to live. Every time this season came around, it was an emotional torture for her. She hated that stupid cousin who was always running a nose and sneezing without covering his mouth, and she hated even more that silly cousin who wanted to compete with her at every moment over who was thinner and who was more popular at school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, upon arriving at her grandmother's house, she sat on the sofa, took out her phone, and looked at the status updates of her friends on Facebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her aunt's family in New Jersey would definitely show off her skiing skills again after school started. Hmph, who cares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>OMG, Chloe actually went to Paris. That is so cool, I'm so envious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hasn't Aurore updated her status? Joseph hasn't either...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Susan scrolled down casually and suddenly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw that on that account which hadn't been updated for a long time, a new status had suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a promotional poster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the pitch-black background, instead of the golden font of the past, a pale, artistic font was used to write \"69th Golden Globe Awards,\" presenting a calm and restrained black, white, and gray tone, with immense visual impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on the left side of this text stood a black-haired man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms were casually crossed over his chest, his ankles crossed, one foot flat on the ground, the other lightly raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole person stood leaning there, his eyes glancing to the side, his profile slightly tilted at 45 degrees toward the audience, the corners of his mouth raised in a half-smile, as if he were looking with contempt at this colorless \"Golden Globe Award.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the black negative space above his head to the left, a line of small golden characters was printed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No Chen Nuo, no Golden Globe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Susan was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two seconds later, the girl let out a sharp scream: \"Ah!!!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This shout startled everyone: the women busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, her grandfather and uncle chatting in the living room, her cousin running in circles around the Christmas tree, and her cousin who was standing in front of her showing off her new dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Susan shouted with ecstatic joy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom!!!! Chen is going to host the Golden Globe Awards!!!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sharp voice pierced through the entire house and reached the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piece of snow that had just fallen scattered in the air, like a firework blooming out of thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",4070,"2026-06-21T01:34:41.764Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","218bf805e9c2bfbf2d62eaa4d904e4ce796bdc5641f8b5c470864878c93acb20","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-453","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-451",491,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--cover.jpg"]