Chapter 467: No Peace

After this slightly long-winded news report, the screen flashed, and the broadcast returned to the studio.

The square-faced Kang Hui was replaced by Li Zhimeng, and the female anchor said: "News from this station. Recently, the whole country has been experiencing rain, snow, and fog. In the face of the masses returning home from all over, transportation departments in various regions have issued..."

Qi Yifei didn't know when he had fished out his phone, and at this moment, he tapped the stop button on the stopwatch, saying happily: "Two and a half minutes, not bad, not bad. It’s just that the beginning part was a little bit over the top. Hahaha, it kind of ruins your image, little Chen."

Chen Nuo gave a wry smile: "The reporter didn't say anything at the time, and I didn't know either. I just thought it was a normal interview. That reporter told me to say whatever I wanted. If I had known it would be on this, I definitely would have thought it through carefully."

"It's a good thing you didn't think," Qi Yifei laughed. "It's very good as it is now, very real, and it has emotion, making people feel very intimate; it fits the style of the News Broadcast perfectly. Two and a half minutes, tsk tsk, I reckon, it wasn't that the reporter didn't tell you on purpose, they didn't know themselves. This matter, based on my experience, without a nod from above, it definitely wouldn't have been possible."

Perhaps the topic of the professor from the National People's Congress was too high-end; after he finished speaking, no one in the living room chimed in for a moment.

After a while, Zhang Yi's mother laughed and said in a loud voice: "I just said, that year, when little Chen came to our house for dinner for the first time, I told my old man right after he left, I said this child is not only handsome, but his forehead is bright, his face is round and square, he will definitely have great success."

Pan Chengrong suddenly laughed, her eyes crinkling until they were almost invisible, and she said: "Actually, he just has good luck. If he hadn't met your Yi back then, and if it hadn't been for Professor Li's guidance, who knows where he would be messing around today."

"Auntie Pan can't say it like that," Li Yu said earnestly. "Chen Nuo's talent is like gold; it's impossible for it to be buried."

"Haha, little Li, you think too highly of him; it would be strange if he weren't buried. You don't know what he was like in his first year of high school, really, even dogs would despise him..." Chen Bi stopped halfway, his mouth suddenly veering off, and with a wave of his hand, he said: "Alright, come, come, come, the TV is over, let's start eating."

Pan Chengrong then withdrew her gaze and smiled: "Professor Li, let's eat, little Yu'er must be hungry."

"Oh, wei, ou," Qi Chuyu actually understood and opened her mouth to say.

"Oh my..." Pan Chengrong exclaimed with a fuss, "This Mandarin is spoken really well. Better than mine, and why do I feel like there's a Beijing accent?"

"Hahaha." Li Er felt in a great mood, and hearing this, she laughed and said, "It's improved a lot compared to before; mainly because the child is smart, and teaching her things doesn't take much effort. Come, everyone, let's eat. Old Qi, you can have two more drinks today."

Qi Yifei smiled, winked at Chen Nuo, and said: "Little Chen, Uncle Qi is relying on your blessing this time."

"Old Qi, if you have nothing to say, you can keep quiet!" Li Er said impatiently, "Eat!"

The three families then returned to the table and began to eat in a lively manner.

The main forces enlivening the atmosphere at the dinner table were the two "heads of the household," Qi Yifei and Chen Bi.

After the two middle-aged men had a few drinks, they began to discuss the Vietnamese economy at the table. Chen Bi even shouted loudly about hiring Qi Yifei as a senior economic consultant for his company and offered an annual salary of one million, which was met with merciless ridicule from Pan Chengrong.

Besides this, Pan Chengrong kept chatting with Zhang Yi's mother about holding a grandchild, making Zhang Yi's mother laugh from ear to ear. On the other side of the table, Cui Xueli sat with Qi Chuyu, plus Qi Yuntian on the side. Cui Xueli was actually quite good at taking care of people; while eating, she kept putting food into Qi Chuyu's bowl and kept introducing what the dish was called and how it was made, her mouth never stopping—she was a completely different person from the introverted and silent girl of a few years ago.

As for Chen Nuo, he was sitting between Li Er and Li Yu, accompanying the retired professor from the Beijing Film Academy and the best female director in China to chat.

What could they talk about?

It couldn't be anything other than movies.

"Don't have any ideological burden, and even less any psychological baggage," Li Er said after sitting at the table, though she hadn't really moved her chopsticks much; she spent more time talking than eating. The previous joy had faded, and now she appeared somewhat solemn, which didn't quite match the lively and happy atmosphere at the table. "Don't let honors become some kind of shackle on your career."

"Some time ago, Principal Zheng called me and said he wanted to invite you back to school to give a report, asking me if it was appropriate. I said it wasn't very appropriate."

"The reason is the same."

"A successful actor will always receive a lot of praise and honor; this is determined by the division of labor in society, and it's actually not a big deal."

"Therefore, stay humble and don't actively pursue honor; this is the first thing."

"Second, don't carry a heavy load. Always maintain a state of traveling light. Don't think that because you have won so many awards now and have been on the news, you should feel that although some plays are good, they are not suitable for you to act in, or that you won't take certain roles."

"Don't be like that."

"I hope you always maintain a sensitive, active, and free soul; no matter how much praise is heaped upon you, you still remain yourself."

"Well said, Professor Li," Li Yu, on Chen Nuo's right, exclaimed: "I agree with your opinion one hundred percent."

Chen Nuo nodded repeatedly and was just about to speak when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

He walked to the door and looked at the monitor.

He saw a middle-aged man with an extraordinary aura, about 50 years old, and a middle-aged woman, bringing a young woman in her 20s. Behind them followed a man and a woman, not knowing if they were nannies or bodyguards, holding some things and standing at the door.

Qi Yuntian followed him over, looked at the screen, and asked: "Who is this? Hey, is this... the family that lives next to you?"

Chen Nuo also recognized them; they were indeed his neighbors.

This girl should be the homeowner's daughter or something; last year, she drove a Pagani out once, which was quite eye-catching. He happened to be returning from outside at the time and couldn't help but take a few looks.

As for the middle-aged couple in front, he had met them once when feeding the sika deer by the lake in the residential area. Both sides only nodded politely at the time, but after they parted, his hearing was quite good, and he heard the man say something like "actor" or a similar term to the woman, which drifted into his ears with the wind.

But that wasn't what left the deepest impression on him.

Having been influenced since childhood by Pan Chengrong, who was obsessed with jade, Chen Nuo had some eye for jade. That glass-species imperial green jade necklace had a uniform color, was crystal clear, and had no impurities at all. The most expensive bracelet Pan Chengrong had was only seven figures, but that necklace, Chen Nuo estimated, started at at least eight figures—if placed in an auction house like Sotheby's or Christie's, the price might be even higher.

Chen Nuo pressed the talk button next to the monitor screen and asked: "Hello, is there anything?"

The middle-aged man in the picture maintained a decent smile, nodded slightly at the camera, and said politely: "Mr. Chen Nuo, hello. I am Chen Jiangchuan, the chairman of Longchuan International. This is my wife, and my daughter. Forgive our presumptuous visit, we are truly disturbing you, and I hope you will be magnanimous. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor; since we are neighbors, we should get to know each other and look out for each other in the future. I wonder if it is convenient now?"

Chen Nuo said: "Sorry, it's not very convenient, we have guests at home."

Chen Jiangchuan was clearly stunned for a moment, then his smile remained as usual, and he showed a hint of apology to the camera: "That is our abruptness, disturbing your peace. Then we will come to disturb you another day. These are some small New Year gifts we prepared, please don't mind."

After speaking, he turned his head and gave a few low instructions to the two accompanying staff members. Several people placed the gift boxes in their hands at the door, and without giving Chen Nuo another chance to refuse, they turned and left with his wife and daughter.

Chen Nuo looked at the exquisitely packaged items at the door without saying a word. Qi Yuntian leaned over and whispered: "So he is Chen Jiangchuan. Recently, there has been some talk in the industry that he is preparing to enter the cultural and media sector and wants to set up a film and television fund. He has been moving quite frequently with Huayi and the others recently, hehe."

"Oh, then take those things away when you leave later."

"Take them where?"

Chen Nuo said: "Find a charity foundation and donate them. Also, you get someone to help me buy some return gifts to send back. See how much this pile is worth, and make it appropriately more."

"OK." Qi Yuntian nodded and didn't say much. Although it could be seen on the monitor that the people living in the Purple Jade Villa were all top-tier people who were either rich or noble, it was definitely not nonsense. Just the gifts placed on the ground, judging by the outer shells, were precious things that ordinary people could hardly imagine. In terms of value, it was estimated to be around one hundred thousand, and it was estimated that only people with hundreds of millions in net worth would give them away without feeling the pinch. Chen Nuo wanting to buy some to return them was also the behavior of a prodigal son.

But so what?

Who isn't a billionaire?

Who would be reluctant to part with this little bit of money?

Returning to the dinner table, Li Er asked a couple of questions, and after knowing what was going on, she couldn't help but say: "This News Broadcast has pushed you to the forefront. These monsters and demons of various backgrounds will only increase, not decrease, during this period. If you refuse, you will offend people; if you don't refuse, hehe, I reckon you can forget about making movies for the rest of your life."

"Go, leave as soon as you finish the Spring Festival Gala. Go to the United States, go to Hong Kong, go out and hide for a while. Aren't you going to film a TV series? Go to Hong Kong and film it well. As long as you remember who you are and where you came from in your heart, for the rest, don't think about anything. Do you hear me?"

Chen Nuo nodded and said: "Okay, teacher." Li Er looked him up and down, finally showing a satisfied expression, and then sighed with some irritability, saying: "But you are leaving, but during this time, I reckon it will not be peaceful."

It wasn't just Li Er; the two and a half minutes on the News Broadcast were like a deep-water bomb, instantly blowing up the entire Chinese entertainment industry and online public opinion, making it impossible to be peaceful.

As an actor, enjoying a full three and a half minutes in the 7:00 to 7:30 news was something that had never happened before. Even when Jack Chen came to the Spring Festival Gala as a world-renowned kung fu superstar, at most, he would do some promotional interviews in the CCTV Spring Festival Gala special program.

Not only the duration, but the key was that a total of four paragraphs were used in the News Broadcast. While introducing and promoting the Spring Festival Gala, the fourth paragraph also mentioned his international honors and itinerary in recent years.

This actually seemed a bit like "drawing a snake and adding feet" in terms of editing.

But those who cared naturally knew that this was done on purpose.

In the future, those questioning voices will definitely not appear in the mainstream news media in China, such as why Chen Nuo always films foreign movies, why he stays in China for such a short time, why he goes to Japan or Canada and the United States, and is he preparing to immigrate?

These topics will no longer have a market.

Because the most authoritative news program in China has specifically made it clear—Chen Nuo is a "very busy person."

Flying around the world on weekdays, for work and for life, not even having the time to accompany his family, what a sympathetic thing this is.

So. Don't talk nonsense all day, okay?

The Spring Festival Gala program team, taking advantage of the News Broadcast, launched a surprise attack on the people of the whole country. It made everyone who paid attention to the Spring Festival Gala feel super happy. The anticipation that had been extinguished by Zhao Benshan was rekindled with these two and a half minutes.

Chen Nuo was on the News Broadcast!

Chen Nuo is going to be on the Spring Festival Gala!

What song is Chen Nuo going to sing?

These three entries all made it to the trending list that night.

But in this process, the ones who suffered the most were actually the sensitive audience of those entertainment news online, that is, the "fan circle" that had already begun to take shape in the Weibo super topic that had appeared not long ago.

From not participating to participating, and then from not participating to participating. This was the process from hell to heaven, and then from hell to heaven again.

The most miserable one in the middle was "Meimei Xiaobaiyang."

When those media didn't take pictures of anyone at the last rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala on the 17th, and didn't hear any news about participating in the rehearsal, the fan circle ladies in the biggest Weibo super topic, who were extremely disappointed, immediately aimed their spears at "Meimei Xiaobaiyang."

They scolded her as harshly as they could, scolding the girl until she had to show her face with her cousin early the next morning and post a video. A pretty and delicate girl cried and told her grievances, and swore to the sky that the posts she had posted before were all true.

But it was still of no use. The fans who felt they had been teased directly captured the comment section of the small fashion blogger, and the accusations and insults were rampant, forcing Meimei Xiaobaiyang to close the comment section.

Afterwards, the 7:00 PM News Broadcast that night arrived, and the whole thing took a 180-degree turn.

Meimei Xiaobaiyang was cleared of her grievances. Although no one apologized for their previous behavior, she finally gained one hundred thousand followers in this incident, which could be considered a worthwhile trip.

The few posts she had posted before were also taken out and studied carefully again. Many people began to fantasize that when taking a taxi in Jingcheng, a man wearing a mask would grab the car door before them and then turn his head to ask if they wanted to ride together.

But in fact, Chen Nuo never took a taxi out again.

On the night of January 20th, only two days away from the New Year's Eve on the 22nd, he practiced singing for a day, and went to the dinner party of Mr. Xu from Hengdian in the evening. By the time he finished eating and came out, it was already past 10:00 PM, and he got into Qi Yuntian's car, a bit tipsy.

Really tired.

Although at the dinner party, Chairman Xu heroically proposed that he wanted to take out 4 billion RMB to invest in Huanxin Film and Television and hold 35% of the shares. He had not heard any signs of this statement beforehand, but it still didn't make him feel any energy.

4 billion, 35%, which is almost a valuation of about 12 billion for Huanxin. For a mainland film and television company that has just shown its film production capabilities, this is definitely an overvaluation.

Therefore, when Chairman Xu said it at the dinner table, he also had a feeling of being determined to win, like a cat's repayment of gratitude.

However, Chairman Xu didn't know that he was a man who had once rejected 1.2 billion US dollars.

Sent to Gao Yuanyuan by Qi Yuntian, after entering the room and chatting with Gao Yuanyuan while drunk, Chen Nuo couldn't help but feel a little smug. How many people wanted to throw money at him, but he finally held on. Just ask if that's manly or not.

Gao Yuanyuan was originally listening to him with a smile, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and said with some surprise: "1.2 billion US dollars?"

Chen Nuo laughed: "Why, don't you believe it?"

Seeing that he didn't look like he was bragging, Gao Yuanyuan's brain buzzed for a moment.

Although success and money cannot be equated entirely, she is definitely not a poor person in China, and there are long-term six or seven-figure transactions in her bank account.

However, money in the unit of billions is still an astronomical figure for her.

Saying is saying and playing is playing, she is over 30 years old, no matter how artistic she is, she understands how important money is in this world.

"So, you refused?" Gao Yuanyuan couldn't help but swallow her saliva and asked.

"Of course. He thinks he suffered a loss and is returning my favor, but that's because he doesn't understand. I know, his money, hehe, if I really let him buy shares, then I would really be a philanthropist."

"You..." If it were someone else, Gao Yuanyuan would definitely think he was bragging. But now... after she said one word, she really didn't know what to say.

"Alright, enough talk, I'm about to fall asleep. We have to get up early tomorrow, let's hurry." The man's voice interrupted her complicated mood, pulling her back to reality in an instant.

Looking at the drunken gaze of the other person, who was eyeing her with some kind of ill intent, Gao Yuanyuan immediately forgot about the money.

Her whole body suddenly tensed up.

Logically speaking, the two of them were so familiar with each other that he probably knew exactly how many moles she had on her body. In front of him, she was practically an open book, so what was there to be nervous about?

However, today was different. Today was the first day she was asking for the seed.

At the thought of what she was about to do, Gao Yuanyuan's entire body began to burn.

That method mentioned online was truly too shameful.

Must that position really be used to keep the seed inside the body?

PS:

One day energetic, one day sleepy; I can't do it today, I can't even keep my eyes open.

(End of this chapter)