[{"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-489":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},2348232,4588,"Chapter 489: Killing the Scene and the Big, Big Star (10,000-word massive update!)","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-489",489,"\u003Cp>The person before me,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He killed my friend, my lover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stood in front of me,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took me only 0.01 seconds to decide that I would use the most cruel method in the world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Number 218 and Number 456, welcome both of you to the final game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before the game begins, we must first use a coin toss to determine the eagle and the hen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please choose: heads or tails.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tails.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coin was tossed high, spinning in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of hands wearing black leather gloves pressed it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the coin was slowly revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is tails. Please choose whether you want to be the eagle or the hen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to be the eagle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a high platform, six people wearing golden animal masks were watching the two people entering the plaza below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The field below was the exact same site as the Red Light, Green Light game on the first day. The corpses that had once littered the ground were gone, and the pools of blood had been completely covered by the sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the two people seemed somewhat agitated, nearly tripping and bracing himself with his hand on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person wearing a black iron mask said: \"Distinguished guests, the sixth and final game of this competition is: Eagle Catches the Chick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person in a golden mask said: \"Eagle Catches the Chick? Is that the 'Vulture Game' from our country?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. In fact, similar games exist in different countries. The rules are very similar; the hen protects the chicks, and the eagle tries to catch the last chick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But there are only two people here, so how is that played?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that the chicks are all dead, the Eagle Catches the Chick game adopts a different set of rules.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Number 456, you are the eagle. Number 218, you are the hen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Within one minute, the eagle will attack the hen, and the hen cannot fight back. The eagle must incapacitate the hen within 60 seconds. If he fails, then in the next minute, the hen and the eagle will swap roles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incapacitate... the game, what does that mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any means necessary, kill him. Now, the game begins.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the camera finally provided a clear shot of a face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Replacing the previously erratic camerawork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the minute or so just now, every shot had been like playing hide-and-seek with the audience. Capturing the character through every fragment: from hands, from eyes, from the side, from walking feet, from the lower half of a bearded face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time a clean, full-face and upper-body shot appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wearing the white shirt and black suit he had been made to change into after entering the semi-finals. He hadn't shaved in days, which made him look many years older; his hair was a mess, his lips were chapped with white, dead skin, his face was covered in sweat and grease, and his eyes were exhausted, revealing a deep sense of weariness and hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he blinked hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only this action that made people recognize that this haggard man, who looked to be in his 30s, was indeed Xie Jiajun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camera panned from left to right; opposite him was Wu Zhenyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were spots of blood on Wu Zhenyu's face and neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were left over from when he killed Gulinazha in the previous episode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, you can't kill me.\" Wu Zhenyu slowly pulled a dagger from his jacket pocket, licked his lips, and then licked the blade with his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See this? This is what you gave your girlfriend for self-defense, right? Now it's in my hands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Wu Zhenyu had not yet frequently appeared on variety shows, and his fame and influence across the mainland, Hong Kong, and Taiwan were far from what they would be ten years later. In Hong Kong, he was often regarded by directors as the third choice after Liu Qingyun and Huang Geshen. Therefore, to get the role of the second male lead here, Feynman's father had truly exerted his utmost effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every corner of his eyes and brows was full of acting; he was like a hybrid of Liang Kun and Ni Yongxiao from *Infernal Affairs 2*, possessing a special kind of sinister cruelty amidst his madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed as he said: \"You little lunatic, I know you don't dare to kill me. You've never killed anyone in your life, have you? You don't dare to kill me. And then, let me tell you, it will be my turn. I will stick this into your body, just like this, push it in hard, and then twist it. Let all the blood in your body drain out... just like I did when I killed your girlfriend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know what she said to me when I snatched her dagger and plunged it into her body?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhenyu licked his lips as if savoring a delicious feast. \"She said, 'I'm sorry.' Hehehehe, hahahahaha, I killed her, and she still said 'I'm sorry' to me. Would you say she's a fool, just like you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn't saying it to him. She was saying it to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had always owed me an apology; I didn't expect her to remember it before she died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this was the first time in my life I had played the eagle, I discovered that being the eagle was 26 times easier than being a chick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had spent my whole life being a chick, for 26 years, and every year that passed, living became a little harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the eagle is different; the eagle doesn't need to worry about how to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eagle only needs to think about how to make others unable to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been the director of the 4th episode, Xu Ke, directing this final scene, it would surely have been filled with dynamic shots and dazzling stunt choreography.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if it had been Zhang Yimou directing this scene, he would certainly have focused on the emotional expression of every detail and visual aesthetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, sitting in front of the monitor was Wang Jiawei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After receiving the script, Wang Jiawei added quite a bit of voiceover to the final episode, and even overstepped his bounds by adding an exposition on the Eagle Catches the Chick game at the beginning of the first episode, calling it \"echoing the beginning and the end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding Director Wang's inspiration and the lines he wrote himself, producer Du Qifeng and the junior director Peng Haoxiang naturally had nothing to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had originally assumed that Director Wang's fight scene would not follow the script's arrangement—Chen Nuo's brutal, inhumane beating of Wu Zhenyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, inviting Director Wang Jiawei for this episode wasn't to film a traditional fight scene, but to hope that after Xie Jiajun won the game and returned to the city, they could add something different from Xu Anhua's style—not domestic trivialities, but rather, at the end of the season, a deep portrayal of the complex struggles within Xie Jiajun's heart, laying the groundwork for the second season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this regard, both Du Qifeng and Peng Haoxiang agreed that Wang Jiawei was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this master of expressionism was adept at presenting the subtle changes in a character's inner world through imagery and dialogue. In *My Blueberry Nights*, the chemistry between him and the then-fledgling male lead of this show is still praised today, and the lines and visuals of *Blue Dream* have been imitated and paid homage to by many directors, becoming one of his most representative works. It even became the number one representative work on the Wikipedia page for the name Wang Jiawei, surpassing *Happy Together*, *In the Mood for Love*, and *Days of Being Wild*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, no one expected that Wang Jiawei would direct this scene in such a way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starting from the handful of sand Chen Nuo flung into the sky, which got into Liang Kun's eyes and knocked away his dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo pounced on Wu Zhenyu like a wild beast, pinning him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst Wu Zhenyu's realistic screams, Chen Nuo seemed to transform into an eagle, ravaging him with his mouth and hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at this moment, Wang Jiawei seemed to feel it wasn't enough, so he arranged for a torrential downpour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the garage in Chengdu had turned into a reservoir, the sandy ground here turned into a mud pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo and Wu Zhenyu were like a wolf and a pig falling into the same mud pit, with no language or dialogue, only Wu Zhenyu's wails and screams echoing in the lens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Wang Jiawei's answer to this fight scene—through naked violence, showing the first step of Xie Jiajun's climb from the bottom of the food chain, the process of evolving from a herbivore to a carnivore. In this process, the ugly is the beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you fall in love with someone, it takes a lifetime to forget them. When you hate someone, it only takes a second to kill them. Therefore, letting go of hatred becomes a harder thing to do than giving up love. Because hatred is too easy to resolve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I say this, but it doesn't mean I will forgive him, because I have no right to forgive him on behalf of the dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!!!!!!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full three minutes of shots alternating between slow and fast motion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo lifted his head from the bloodied, wide-eyed corpse of Wu Zhenyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly had not carried a weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, human teeth are, by nature, the sharpest weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just bitten through his enemy's throat; at this moment, like a wolf, he raised his blood-covered face and hissed in the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the shot, the rain beat against his face, washing away the blood, which flowed down his cheeks—it was impossible to tell if it was water or tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in Chen Nuo's voice, one could hear that the anger was gone, leaving only sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in this instant, he felt that the result of what hatred brings to a person is often just this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jiawei seemed to agree with this as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It actually didn't require a retake; it passed on the first try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a luxurious stretch limousine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pale yellow champagne was poured into a transparent flute, bubbling with fine foam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a hand wearing a black leather glove raised it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yanzu, who was nearly 40 and still hadn't retired, and who had even shot his own brother Huang Zihua and forced him to jump into the sea, said: \"Congratulations on winning the final victory. This was a very wonderful competition.\" After finishing, he raised his hand in a gesture and took a sip of champagne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why, why do you people do this kind of thing?\" Chen Nuo, his face covered in bloodstains, his eyes blindfolded with a black cloth and his hands tied behind his back, tilted his head and asked weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've raced horses, right?\" Wu Yanzu said with a smile, \"You are the horses. The horses at the racetrack. It really exceeded my expectations; I thought you wouldn't be able to run very far.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo tilted his head and said: \"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't think about it, just treat all of this as a dream. Anyway, for you, this isn't a nightmare, is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo seemed not to hear, and with a voice grinding through his teeth, he asked again: \"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yanzu picked up the black mask beside him and put it on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shortly after, a burst of hypnotic smoke surged out from inside the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo muttered, and finally fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, Xie Jiajun ultimately won the competition and was tossed back onto the streets of Hong Kong in a shiny, luxurious stretch Lincoln.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain in Hong Kong seemed to have never stopped these past few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Covered in wounds, Chen Nuo collapsed on the wet ground, and a passerby lifted his eye mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he saw before him was a bank card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he went to the bank, used his birthday as the password to open the card, and withdrew 1,000 Hong Kong dollars, he discovered the remaining balance was still 455,999,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the numbers on the ATM, Chen Nuo was stunned for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, once the story is filmed to this point, it has already entered the comfort zone for Nuo-zai. Peng, have you noticed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Wang, you call this a comfort zone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, do you have any objections?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... but...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peng Haoxiang sighed and said: \"Actually, when we were writing the script, we were thinking of The Count of Monte Cristo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jiawei shook his head and said: \"That won't work, it must be changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Change your mother. Peng Haoxiang really wanted to say that, but then he thought that when Wang Jiawei said he wanted to change the script, even if he called You Naihai and Wei Jiahui over together, it would be of no use; there probably wasn't anyone in all of Hong Kong who would stand on his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh again and said: \"But, I'm very afraid that the audience will send me razor blades.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry,\" Wang Jiawei said indifferently, \"Shipping from America to Hong Kong is very expensive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two directors chatted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on the monitor in front of them, Chen Nuo was holding Hui Yinghong, who had died silently at home due to diabetes complications and overwork, crying until he was out of breath, crying until he was devastated, crying with tears streaming down his face, crying as if he had lost the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it was the script, but later on, every word he said was improvised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, I'm back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, wake up, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, I have money to treat your illness now, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was wrong, Mom. Mom, I was wrong, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, look at me one more time, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, don't die, Mom. I'm back, I'm back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I beg you, wake up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom!!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chen Nuo finally opened his mouth, with tears and snot, he let out a shout with a hoarse voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was like a cuckoo weeping blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just Peng Haoxiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jiawei, who had originally been hugging his arms and watching with great interest, also lowered his arms, changed his posture, and even rubbed his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the lens, in a place the audience couldn't see, Hui Yinghong's tears kept sliding from the corners of her eyes, having long since soaked the pillowcase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lover, family, enemy, all dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xie Jiajun was still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a person breathing, walking, eating, sleeping, and taking a dump in this world like a walking corpse can also be called living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't touched a single cent in his bank card either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he also didn't go back to being a delivery boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left the public housing unit where his mother died and became a disheveled homeless man wandering the streets of Hong Kong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the bank manager found him and wanted to invite him to use the four hundred million plus in his account to buy some wealth management products, he wasn't moved in the slightest. Instead, he borrowed 100 dollars from the other party, went to buy two bottles of wine, and sat by the sea, drinking slowly, sip by sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, a flower-selling auntie came over and begged him to buy flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of sympathy, Xie Jiajun bought one, only to discover a card tucked into the flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the back of the card were the special symbols from the game: a circle, a triangle, and a square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the front was a time and a location, as well as a sentence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little crazy one, this time, I am really about to die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Jiajun's gaze underwent a huge change at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as the plot progressed to this point, the biggest mystery in the entire drama was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It turned out the organizer of the entire game was none other than Wu Yinan, played by Qin Pei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was he the first to participate in the game as No. 001?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he was the game organizer himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this, Xie Jiajun had always thought he had died in the game, but he never expected that he had only faked his death in the game, and having truly suffered from a brain tumor, it was only today, a year later, that his time was finally coming to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo held that slip of paper, his hands trembling violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the close-up shot, the expression on his face went from blinking hard in disbelief to finally staring at it without blinking for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lighting technician specially adjusted the angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, in the lens, a ball of bright red flame seemed to reignite in those eyes that had originally been like dead ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhang Jiaqi was woken up by the knocking, she was sleeping in bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her dad had gone to the shop to work, and her mom had gone back to the countryside to look after the store, leaving her all alone. She had drunk a bit too much last night, and after coming back, she had imitated Cecilia Cheung in King of Comedy, acting crazy in front of the mirror for a while, after which she slept soundly in bed, completely unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock, knock, knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the knocking was like a death-summoning ghost, making her incredibly annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice, she had to roll out of bed, put on her slippers, and go to the door. She first looked through the peephole, then suddenly widened her eyes, opened the door, and through the iron gate, asked with a surprised face: \"What are you doing? Why is your hair this color?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo touched his hair and said: \"Work requirement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a delivery boy, does delivering a delivery require you to dye your hair into this ghostly look?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it that ugly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. Ugly as hell. Reddish, do you think you're Naruto?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo thought about it, but couldn't recall who in Naruto had red hair, but he wasn't very familiar with Japanese manga, so he couldn't be sure. However, he couldn't explain that it was because of the filming requirements; after Xie Jiajun met with No. 001, he finally let go of some of his inner knots and decided to start a new life, so he went to a barbershop to dye his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, for the sake of filming, he really did dye his hair red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's right, it was the same color as flames, looking extremely vivid, similar to the wig Charlize Theron wore at the strip club in New Orleans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no wonder Zhang Jiaqi was so surprised; he was also surprised when he looked in the mirror after dyeing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo didn't delay, and went straight to the point: \"Change your clothes, I'm taking you to see someone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See who?\" Zhang Jiaqi yawned again, \"I haven't woken up yet, I... who is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the woman frowned and asked suspiciously: \"Did your parents come over from the mainland? No, didn't I tell you last time? If you don't take off your mask, I won't date you. It's impossible for me to agree without even knowing what my own boyfriend looks like. Impossible. No matter what Grandpa says, I have to see it with my own eyes. It doesn't matter if you have a scar on your face, that's a small problem; men don't rely on their faces to make a living. The most important thing is a good heart. You want me to go see your parents, and when the time comes, I won't even know what you look like, how can I justify that? Do you understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Nuo said: \"It's not my parents, it's a friend of mine, he wants to see you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",3376,"2026-06-21T01:34:41.764Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","2bb73209dbf450306d8b088aa774065de6871f83bf7d7f61bed6c7cf30972295","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-490","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-488",491,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--cover.jpg"]