Chapter 566: Huang Xiaoming: No!!!

Holy crap!

How is this completely different from the domestic entertainment industry I know?!

Qin Lan's eyes widened instantly, her mouth slightly open as she stared at the arrogant figure pointing fingers at people through the screen; the emotions surging in her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

Didn't Qiong Yao and Hunan TV's analysis all think he would definitely play dumb and brush it off this time?

Why is he adding fuel to the fire himself?

What is a public intellectual?

Those public intellectuals he was talking about?

Isn't this equivalent to directly riding in the face of that group of public intellectuals who have been shouting that he has low quality and hold influence in various fields?

"Ha! I said Zhou Yi definitely wouldn't bow his head! See, I told you!"

The friend laughed, hugging Qin Lan's shoulder and saying triumphantly, "Zhou Yi has never been scared of anyone since his debut—no, he wasn't scared of anyone even before his debut; he even fought with others when he was at Peking University and wasn't afraid of being expelled.

"At that time, people joked that he dared to date girls others wouldn't dare to approach, and dared to fight fights others wouldn't dare to fight."

Qin Lan: "..."

Having been a little transparent in the entertainment industry for two years, she realized for the first time what true recklessness meant, the kind actually happening right before her eyes.

At this moment, everyone who had ever had contact with Zhou Yi, including Fan Bingbin, was shocked.

Every time they encountered trouble or interviews, their hearts trembled with fear, terrified of saying the wrong thing and having it used against them, thus affecting their star paths; they also had to try their best to gather more fans and more attention for themselves.

But why does it feel like Zhou Yi is always the exception?

So one can actually speak like this in the mainland entertainment industry?

"Why not?"

……………………

Two days later, in front of the main gate of a certain hotel in Shangrao.

After sitting in a car for a long time and feeling uncomfortable all over, Zhou Yi couldn't help but stretch after getting out of the car, humming as he pulled his suitcase over, and said to Qian Jiang, who wore a bitter melon expression on his face, "Cursing is healthier; only when the body and mind are comfortable can the state be better.

"Besides, can what I said be called cursing? It was clearly so elegant and gentle."

Zhou Yi refused to admit he was cursing with low quality; he was clearly just stating the facts in an elegant and gentle manner.

Was there anything wrong with what he said?

There wasn't a single thing wrong.

"If you don't even let people question you, you'll easily lose the votes of passersby."

Qian Jiang was somewhat worried.

"Who said that? Didn't I add the word 'please'? How polite."

"..."

Then you are truly very polite.

Helplessly shaking his head, Qian Jiang, who was already thinking in his head about how to clean up this mess for His Highness, carried big and small bags and followed behind Zhou Yi, walking step by step into the hotel lobby.

Because they knew in advance that Zhou Yi was coming, the waiters in the hotel lobby, though very excited, all retained some restraint; they didn't clamor for autographs or ask for photos with him, and the hotel general manager even personally appeared to escort Zhou Yi's entire stay—

Just kidding, this is coming home!

If anything went wrong, they would be laughed at by their peers for a lifetime!

Zhou Yi's elementary, junior high, and high school alma maters even hung red banners to welcome the outstanding alumnus Zhou Yi—because school had just started, the students also saw this scene.

Upon learning that Zhou Yi's MV crew would be filming at the school in the evening and on the weekend, the students went crazy with joy.

"I love studying! I love studying very much! Mom, Dad, I'm going to stay at school to do homework this week after school! At home, I can't help but watch TV!"

"Go, go, go, isn't it just that Zhou Yi is back? Don't think I don't know; I'm telling you, don't get itching to disturb others, do you hear me?"

"... Dad, didn't you say you watched Zhou Yi grow up? He used to often buy your scallion pancakes and fried dough sticks at the school gate."

"How can that be the same? The person is a big star now."

"..."

The junior high student in the rebellious phase seemed to have developed a slightly correct understanding of the fact that his old man often said in front of him how good the relationship was between him and Zhou Yi during Zhou Yi's junior and senior high school days.

"Dad, did he eat your scallion pancakes and fried dough sticks and get diarrhea?"

"You little rascal, what nonsense are you talking!"

Based on this fatherly kindness and filial piety, it appeared in many families in Shangrao County and SR City on September 6.

Small cities have small social circles; the place isn't big, and if there's any wind or movement in someone's family, it basically spreads through various kinds of relationship networks within a few days.

Those classmates, friends, uncles, and aunts who had once interacted with Zhou Yi, and even those who had fought with him when they thought he was arrogant in their childhood, felt somewhat mixed emotions the moment Zhou Yi returned to Shangrao.

Zhou Yi felt somewhat the same.

It was a very strange feeling, especially when he saw that the storefronts—the bicycle repair shop where he had patched tires many times in his childhood, the bun shop where he bought buns, the small shop at the school gate, the Xinhua Bookstore where he read books for free, and others—were all just as he remembered them.

Although only a few years had passed, seeing them again felt like a lifetime had passed.

The school's ping pong tables were still very rough, the gaps on the desks and chairs hadn't changed, and there were even small holes he had drilled with a pencil sharpener out of boredom back then.

However, when he sat down again, the teacher on the podium was no longer the one who taught with a strong accent—

"Konnichiwa, watashi wa..."

Masami Nagasawa saw Zhou Yi coming to scout the location; she was also scouting the location, so she immediately bowed to him and then, restraining her excitement, introduced herself.

Realizing she was speaking Japanese, Masami Nagasawa decisively switched to her stumbling, unfamiliar English.

Warner had arranged a translator for her, but for this first meeting, she still wanted to communicate actively as much as possible.

"H-hello, my name is Masami Nagasawa, you can just call me Masami. Thank you very much for selecting me to act in your MV." Saying this, she bowed again.

"You're welcome, Young Lady Masami."

Seeing this woman, who would later be nicknamed the Toho Princess, for the first time, the first impression that popped into Zhou Yi's mind was her advertisement endorsing BYD...

As one of the few top female artists famous in China, the car advertisement lines shot by BYD in the Japanese market after hiring her as a spokesperson were somewhat brainwashing...

However, Masami Nagasawa, who is only sixteen this year, clearly exudes the vibe of an energetic young girl compared to her future self.

Even her short hair and side profile, seen up close, look a bit like Sun Yanzi.

And when Yui Aragaki also arrived at the filming site, the two women, who had no prior interaction, were clearly both surprised when they saw each other—

Yui Aragaki quickly came to her senses and bowed twice in a row toward Zhou Yi and Masami Nagasawa, who was the senior.

One can't help but say that Japanese people are troublesome in this regard.

"Gakki, you are playing the student era; Masami, you are playing the adult version. In the plot, the two of you are actually one, just in different time periods..."

After briefly describing to the two of them some details not yet added to the script, Zhou Yi called for Ning Hao and asked this director to bring a translator to explain the scene.

Due to the language barrier, this entire MV has no dialogue at all, relying entirely on the expressions and body language of the male and female leads.

When Qin Lan got out of the car and arrived at the filming location, what she saw was Ning Hao arranging scenes and explaining them to Zhou Yi and a few others.

Her production team for "Writing Poems for You" also had some filming scenes at Zhou Yi's alma mater and in the Shangrao region, but not many; basically, they only needed to shoot for about two days before leaving, with the rest to be filmed back in the Imperial Capital.

Qin Lan, who was just about to take a step forward to say hello, hadn't even started walking when the phone in her pocket suddenly rang—

Huang Xiaoming.

"Hello?"

"How is it, Qin Lan? Have you arrived in Shangrao?"

"Arrived, I got here this afternoon. I am about to meet Zhou Yi now, so I won't talk more; I'm very busy."

With a "beep," the call was hung up.

In the Imperial Capital, Huang Xiaoming, who was already on edge because Qin Lan went to Zhou Yi's production team, froze.

Hung... hung up?

Hung up???

Just as his offensive of asking about her well-being seemed to have made a tiny bit of progress, and Qin Lan's attitude toward him had softened a little, how did it go back to normal???

And she still has to meet Zhou Yi...

Considering that playboy's rather loose public reputation, Huang Xiaoming felt his future was completely dark...

How can he compete with that?

In early September, the sky in the Imperial Capital was still very hot, with the bright sun shining high, yet Huang Xiaoming felt a chill to the bone, the kind of cold where snow falls in June...

No!!!