Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 470 No Peace
After this somewhat lengthy news report, the scene flashed back to the studio.

The square-faced Kang Hui has been replaced by Li Zhimeng. The female host said, "This is a news report from our station. Recently, the whole country has experienced rain, snow, and fog. In response to the large number of people returning home, local transportation departments have issued..."

Qi Yifei pulled out his phone at some point, tapped the stopwatch button, and chuckled, "Two and a half minutes, not bad, not bad. It's just that the beginning was a little overdone. Hahaha, it's a bit damaging to your image, Xiao Chen."

Chen Nuo smiled wryly, "The reporter didn't say anything at the time, so I didn't know either. I just thought it was a normal interview. The reporter told me to say whatever I wanted. If I had known this would happen, I would have thought it over carefully."

"Luckily you didn't think of that," Qi Yifei laughed. "It's good as it is now. It's real, it has emotion, it makes people feel close to it, and it fits the style of a news broadcast perfectly. Two and a half minutes, tsk tsk, I reckon the reporters didn't even know it themselves unless they deliberately didn't tell you. In my experience, this kind of thing definitely wouldn't be possible without approval from above."

It seems the professor from Renmin University was discussing something too highbrow, because after he finished speaking, no one in the living room responded for a moment.

After a while, Zhang Yiyi's mother laughed and said in a loud voice, "I was just saying that the first time Xiao Nuo came to our house for dinner that year, I came downstairs and said to my husband, 'This child is not only handsome, but also has a bright forehead and a square face, so he will definitely have a great future.'"

Pan Chengrong burst into laughter, her eyes practically disappearing with laughter. She said with a smile, "Actually, he was just lucky. If he hadn't met your Yi Yi back then, and if it weren't for Professor Li's guidance, who knows where he would be messing around today."

“Aunt Pan, you can’t say that,” Li Yu said seriously. “Chen Nuo’s talent is like gold; it can’t be buried.”

"Haha, Xiao Li, you overestimate him. It's no wonder he's been overlooked. You have no idea how bad he was back in his first year of high school, even dogs wouldn't want him..." Chen Bicheng said, then suddenly changed his tone, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, come on, let's finish watching TV and start eating."

Pan Chengrong then looked away and smiled, "Professor Li, let's eat. Xiaoyuer must be hungry."

"Oh, not yet, lotus root." Qi Chuyu actually understood and opened her mouth to say it.

"Oh my..." Pan Chengrong exclaimed in surprise, "His Mandarin is really good. Better than mine, and why do I feel like he has a Beijing accent?"

"Hahaha." Li Er felt extremely good and laughed upon hearing this, saying, "He's improved a lot compared to before. Mainly, this kid is smart, so teaching him is effortless. Come on, everyone, let's eat. Old Qi, you can have a couple more drinks today."

Qi Yifei smiled, winked at Chen Nuo, and said, "Little Chen, Uncle Qi owes this to you."

"Old Qi, if you have nothing to say, you don't have to say anything!" Li Er said impatiently. "Let's eat!"

The three families then sat back down at the table and began to eat in a lively atmosphere.

The main figures who livened up the atmosphere at the dinner table were Qi Yifei and Chen Bicheng, the two "heads of the family".

After a few drinks, the two middle-aged men began discussing the Vietnamese economy at the dinner table. Tran Bi Thanh loudly proclaimed that he wanted to hire Qi Yifei as his company's senior economic advisor, offering a million-dollar annual salary, which was met with merciless ridicule from Phan Thanh Dung.

Besides, Pan Chengrong kept chatting with Zhang Yiyi's mother about having a grandson, which made Zhang Yiyi's mother smile from ear to ear. On the other side of the table, Cui Xueli sat with Qi Chuyu, with Qi Yuntian next to them. Cui Xueli was quite caring, serving food to Qi Chuyu while eating, and constantly introducing the name and preparation of each dish. She was completely different from the introverted and quiet girl she was a few years ago.

Chen Nuo, on the other hand, sat between Li Er and Li Yu, chatting with the retired professor from Beijing Film Academy and China's best female director.

What can we talk about?
In the end, we can't live without movies.

"Don't have any mental burden or psychological baggage." After sitting down at the table, Li Er barely touched his chopsticks, spending much more time talking than eating. The previous joy had faded, replaced by a somewhat solemn tone, which seemed out of place with the lively and cheerful atmosphere at the table. "Don't let this honor become a constraint on your career."

“Some time ago, Principal Zheng called me and said he wanted to invite you back to the school to give a lecture, and asked if it would be appropriate for you. I said it wasn’t really appropriate.”

"The reason is the same."

“A successful actor will always receive a lot of praise and honors. This is determined by the division of labor in society. It’s not really anything special.”

"Therefore, the first thing is to remain humble and not actively pursue honor."

"Second, don't carry a heavy burden. Always maintain a light-hearted attitude. Don't think that just because you've won a lot of awards or made the news, some good roles are no longer suitable for you, or that you won't take on any more roles."

"do not do that."

"I hope you will always maintain a sensitive, active, and free spirit, and remain yourself no matter how much praise you receive."

"Well said, Professor Li." Li Yu, who was to Chen Nuo's right, exclaimed, "I completely agree with your opinion."

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

He walked to the door and looked at the security camera.

There stood a middle-aged man, around 50 years old, with an imposing presence, and a middle-aged woman, accompanied by a young woman in her twenties. Behind them were a man and a woman, who could be identified as a nanny or bodyguards, carrying some items, standing at the door.

Qi Yuntian followed and walked over, looked at the screen, and asked, "Who is this? Hey, isn't this... the family that lives next door to you?"

Chen Nuo recognized him too; it was indeed his neighbor.

This girl is probably the homeowner's daughter or something. Last year, she drove a Pagani, which was quite eye-catching. He happened to be coming back from outside at the time and couldn't help but take a few glances.

He had met the middle-aged couple in front of him before when they were feeding deer by the lake in the neighborhood. They had just nodded to each other politely at the time, but after they parted, his hearing was still pretty good, and he heard the man and woman say something like "actress" or something similar, which carried to his ears on the wind.

But that wasn't what impressed him the most.

Having grown up surrounded by jade enthusiast Pan Chengrong, Chen Nuo had developed a discerning eye for gemstones. The imperial green jadeite necklace was of uniform color, crystal clear, and without any impurities. Pan Chengrong's most expensive bracelet was only worth seven figures, but Chen Nuo estimated that the necklace was worth at least eight figures—and likely even more at auction houses like Sotheby's or Christie's.

Chen Nuo pressed the call button next to the monitor display screen and asked, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

The middle-aged man in the video maintained a polite smile, nodded slightly to the camera, and said courteously, "Hello Mr. Chen Nuo, I am Chen Jiangchuan, Chairman of Longchuan International. This is my wife and daughter. I apologize for the intrusion. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. Since we are neighbors, we should get to know each other and help each other out in the future. Is now a convenient time?"

Chen Nuo said, "I'm sorry, it's not convenient. We have guests at home."

Chen Jiangchuan was visibly taken aback for a moment, then smiled as usual, showing a hint of apology to the camera: "We were very rude and disturbed your peace. We'll come back another day. These are just a small New Year's gift we prepared, nothing more."

After saying that, he turned his head and whispered a few words to the two people accompanying him behind him. The group then placed the gift boxes they were carrying at the door and left with their wife and daughter without giving Chen Nuo a chance to refuse.

Chen Nuo looked at the several well-packaged boxes by the door, but hadn't said anything yet. Qi Yuntian leaned over and whispered, "So this is Chen Jiangchuan. There's been some buzz in the industry lately. They say he's planning to enter the cultural media industry and wants to set up a film and television fund. He's been getting quite close to Huayi Brothers lately, haha."

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

"Where to take it?"

Chen Nuo said, "Find a charitable foundation to donate to. Also, have someone buy some return gifts for me. See how much this pile is worth, and give him a little more."

"OK." Qi Yuntian nodded, not saying much more. Although the surveillance footage clearly showed that the claim that the residents of Ziyu Manor were all from the top echelons of wealth and status was not just empty talk, the gifts left on the ground for a simple visit were clearly priceless items unimaginable to ordinary people. They were probably worth tens of thousands of yuan each, items only someone worth hundreds of millions would give away without a second thought. For Chen Nuo to buy some to return would be wasteful.

But so what?

Who isn't a billionaire?
Who would be reluctant to part with such a small amount of money?

Back at the dinner table, Li Er asked a couple of questions. After learning what had happened, he couldn't help but say, "This series of news broadcasts has put you in the eye of the storm. These kinds of shady characters from all walks of life will probably only increase in number during this period. If you refuse, you'll offend people. If you don't refuse, well, you can forget about making movies for the rest of your life."

"Go on, after you finish the Spring Festival Gala, hurry up and leave, go to America or Hong Kong, go out and hide for a while. Didn't you want to film a TV series? Go to Hong Kong and film it well. Just remember who you are and where you came from, don't think about anything else. Do you understand?"

Chen Nuo nodded and said, "Okay, teacher." Li Er looked him up and down, finally showing a satisfied expression, then sighed with a bit of annoyance and said, "But now that you're gone, I reckon you won't have any peace for a while."

……

……

It wasn't just Li Er; the two and a half minutes on the news broadcast were like a bombshell, instantly throwing the entire Chinese entertainment industry and online public opinion into turmoil.

As an actor, to have a full three and a half minutes of screen time dedicated to the news from 7:00 to 7:30 is unprecedented. Even when Jack Chen, a globally renowned kung fu superstar, appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, he only ever did some promotional interviews or similar appearances on CCTV's special Spring Festival Gala program.

It's not just the length, but more importantly, the news broadcast used four segments to introduce and promote the Spring Festival Gala. In the fourth segment, he also mentioned his international honors and schedule in recent years.

From an editing perspective, this is actually quite superfluous.

But those who are observant will naturally know that this was done on purpose.

In the future, those questioning voices will definitely no longer appear in the mainstream news media in China, such as why Chen Nuo always makes foreign films, why he spends so little time in China, why he doesn't go to Japan, Canada or the United States, is he planning to immigrate?
These topics will no longer be relevant.

Because China's most authoritative news program specifically stated that Chen Nuo is a "very busy person".

They fly around the world all day long for work and life, and they don't even have time to spend with their families. How pitiful is that?

So, stop spouting nonsense all day, okay?

The Spring Festival Gala production team, taking advantage of the news broadcast, surprised the entire nation. Everyone who followed the Gala was overjoyed. The anticipation extinguished by Zhao Benshan was rekindled in those two and a half minutes.

Chen Nuo was featured on the news!

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

What songs does Chen Nuo actually sing?

All three terms trended on the hot search list that evening.

But the ones who suffer the most in this process are actually the sensitive audiences of online entertainment news, namely the "fan circles" that have already begun to take shape in the recently emerged Weibo supertopics.

From not participating to participating, and then from not participating to participating again. This is the process of going from hell to heaven, and then from hell to heaven again.

The one who suffered the most was "Meimei Xiaobaiyang".

When the media failed to capture any photos of anyone at the final rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala on the 17th, and heard no news of anyone participating in the rehearsal, the extremely disappointed fan girls in the largest Weibo super topic immediately turned their anger towards "Meimei Xiaobaiyang".

They insulted her with the most offensive language possible, forcing the girl to post a video with her cousin early the next morning. The pretty girl tearfully recounted her grievances and swore to God that her previous posts were true.

But it was still to no avail. Feeling like they were being teased, the fans stormed the fashion blogger's comment section, with accusations and insults raging, forcing the beautiful little sheep to close the comment section.

Then came the evening news broadcast at 7 pm, which brought about a complete 180-degree reversal of the whole incident.

Meimei Xiaobaiyang has been exonerated. Although no one will apologize for her previous behavior, she has gained 100,000 followers in this incident, so it was not a wasted effort.

The posts she made before have been brought up again for close examination. Many people are starting to fantasize that when they take a taxi in Beijing, a masked man will rush to the door before them and then turn around and ask if they want to ride together.

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

On the evening of January 20th, just two days before Lunar New Year's Eve on the 22nd, he practiced singing all day and then went to a dinner party hosted by General Manager Xu in Hengdian. By the time he finished dinner, he was a little drunk and got into Qi Yuntian's car. It was already past 10 p.m.

So tired.

Although Chairman Xu made a very generous proposal at the dinner party, wanting to invest 40 billion RMB to acquire a 35% stake in Huanxin Film & Television, he still couldn't muster any enthusiasm for this idea, even though he hadn't heard any prior indication of it.

40 billion, or 35%, roughly gives Huanxin a valuation of around 120 billion, which is definitely an overestimation for a mainland film company that has just demonstrated its film production capabilities.

Therefore, when Chairman Xu said this at the dinner table, it had a sense of certainty, like a cat repaying a debt of gratitude.

However, Chairman Xu had no idea that he was the man who had once rejected $12 billion.

After being taken to Gao Yuanyuan's place by Qi Yuntian, Chen Nuo, slightly drunk, chatted with her, unable to hide a hint of smugness. So many people had tried to bribe him, but he had ultimately withstood it. Wasn't that manly?

Gao Yuanyuan had been listening to him with a smile, but when she heard this part, her eyes widened in surprise, and she said, "12 billion US dollars?"

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "What, you don't believe me?"

When Gao Yuanyuan saw that he didn't seem to be bragging, her mind went blank for a moment.

While success and money are not entirely synonymous, she was by no means considered poor in China, with her bank account consistently showing six or seven figures coming and going.

However, even a sum of money in the billions is still an astronomical figure for her.

Joking aside, even someone in their thirties, no matter how artistic, understands how important money is in this world.

"So, you refused?" Gao Yuanyuan swallowed hard and asked.

"Of course. He feels he's been taken advantage of and is repaying a favor, but that's because he doesn't understand. I know that if I were to let him invest his money, I'd truly be a philanthropist."

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

"Alright, that's enough, I'm about to fall asleep if you keep talking. We have to get up early tomorrow, so let's hurry." The man's voice interrupted her complicated feelings and abruptly pulled her back to reality.

Seeing the other person's drunken eyes, which were looking at her with a kind of ill intent, Gao Yuanyuan immediately forgot about the money.

She suddenly tensed up.

Logically speaking, since they're so familiar with each other, he should know best how many moles each other has. She's practically invisible to him, so what's there to be nervous about?

But today is different. Today is the day she first asked for a seed.

The thought of what she was going to do made Gao Yuanyuan's whole body feel hot.

The method described online is really embarrassing.

Is that the correct position to keep the seed inside the body?
Ps:

I feel energetic one day and tired the next. Today I'm not so good; I can't even keep my eyes open.

(End of this chapter)