The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 374 Bold and Careful
Archaeologist Bro is quite an artistic person. He casually jots down little things that happen in his life, his notes tinged with a bittersweet humor that makes his fans laugh out loud. While feeling sorry for his tragic experiences, they are also reminded of their own past, and in the end, they can't help but share their own stories about love and affection in the comments section:
In this world, you can strive for anything, except love. If he doesn't like you, no matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. Unfortunately, I realized this too late.

That day, you didn't try to stop me, and I didn't look back. I only wished for our remaining years to be peaceful. It wasn't that either of us was bad; it's just that the timing of our meeting was unfortunate.

The east wind is cruel, joy is fleeting. A heart full of sorrow, years of separation. Sometimes, life truly can only be summed up in one sentence: "Wrong, wrong, wrong."

……

Compared to those in the comments section who have tragic pasts, the fact that the "archaeology guy" fell for a married woman during a blind date is nothing.

People are like this: when someone is sad, it's hard for them to empathize with you if you try to guide them to think positively about everything through your own happiness.

But if you tell him, "I'm in a much worse situation than you, and you've already done so well," he will genuinely feel comforted.

Just as he was replying to comments and comforting fans, and his mood was gradually improving, a fan saw the photos he posted.

Gu Lanxi was wrapped up so tightly that not even her eyes were visible. Logically speaking, even fans shouldn't have recognized her.

However, due to the large number of people at the scene, even though the archaeologist tried to find angles to only photograph Gu Lanxi, it was inevitable that other members of the team would be captured in these photos.

This little boy is only seventeen years old. His mother happens to play the yangqin in this folk music ensemble and used to occasionally go hiking with her colleagues.

It's just that my child is now in the second year of high school and will soon face the hurdle of the college entrance examination, so they don't go as often.

Especially with these matchmaking events, it's even less likely that her daughter, who is only seventeen, will participate.

Their orchestra belongs to the Ministry of Culture and Tourism, which is a public institution. These senior musicians are all tenured and have worked together for more than ten or twenty years. They have countless company activities and private get-togethers every year. This girl is naturally an old colleague who knows her mother.

When she was little, quite a few people held her!
He recognized her as soon as he saw the photo.

At first, she wasn't sure if it was Gu Lanxi; she just thought their body shapes and postures were very similar.

That's how fans are; if they find someone who seems to be the real star, they won't be able to verify it without doing so.

Especially since this little Yuanbao lives in the same city as Gu Lanxi, and Gu Lanxi hasn't had any plans lately, so she's been staying at home...

What if it really is her?
This hiking group is organized by the company's internal staff and they generally don't bring outsiders. If Gu Lanxi went hiking with these people, what does that mean? It means they know each other.

In other words, your own mother might even know her...

Once that thought popped into his head, Little Yuanbao could no longer concentrate on anything else.

Ironically, she had good grades and a strict family upbringing, so she didn't dare to openly pursue her idols.

The mother, fearing it would affect her child's studies, never mentioned that she knew Gu Lanxi.

While doing her homework, Yuanbao secretly played on her phone for a while. As a result, when she opened Xiaohongshu (Little Red Book), she saw this post.

With a quick glance, she put her phone away and went out to find her mother.

"Mom, I just finished two physics worksheets, and my eyes are a little dry. Do you have any eye drops?"

Mom was doing yoga in the living room, with her legs split and arms outstretched. As soon as she came out, Mom immediately looked up at her.

Hearing that she wanted eye drops, she quickly composed herself and said, "There are some unopened ones in my dressing table drawer. Go get them yourself."

"Good mother."

After taking out the eye drops, Xiao Yuanbao tilted his head back, put one drop in each eye, and then blinked while leaning against the door frame.

"Mom, the teacher said there's another chemistry worksheet that was sent to the group chat, right?"

"Well, the teacher said it's due the day after tomorrow. I thought you had to do your physics homework today, so I didn't print it out for you."

"It's okay, today's physics questions were very easy. I want to finish the chemistry test before I go to sleep."

Seeing her as diligent and earnest as ever, her mother was very pleased and quickly nodded in agreement.

After saying that, the girl went into the study, and a moment later, she called out to her mother, "Mom, we're out of paper. Is there any more paper at home?"

"It's in the bottom left drawer."

The sound of a paper bag being torn open came from the study. A chair was then moved, and the paper was placed neatly on the table…

Mom was diligently doing yoga outside, but she was actually listening intently. She realized Mom was indeed printing something, so she didn't say anything. So, naturally, Xiao Yuanbao turned on Mom's computer and logged into her WeChat account.

First, find the class group, download the chemistry test paper, and start printing.

While the printer was clicking away, she quickly found the hiking group inside her mother's workplace and checked the members one by one.

When a large group of people get together to do the same thing, they will definitely create a group chat first to notify each other of various messages.

It must be said that top students have remarkably clear thinking.

Because of work, many people use their ID photos or half-body photos as their profile pictures, which are automatically ignored, as are those with a very old feel.

There were more than eighty people in the group. Seeing that the printer had stopped working, the girl was sweating with anxiety, afraid that her mother would suddenly come in.

Then, following her intuition, she clicked on an account.

The account ID is "Xiaoman Sheng Wanquan", and the profile picture is a cartoon girl with a big smile on her face. The girl has a gold ingot on her head with the words "Caiyuan Gungun" (meaning "wealth rolls in") on it.

My wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down.

Xiao Yuanbao calmly opened the chat window between the two people. The conversation was still stuck on the New Year's greeting message sent by the other party last year:
[Dear Sister Li, I wish you and your family a peaceful and prosperous New Year!]

Her mother replied to the message as follows: "Lanxi, I have received your blessings. Thank you so much! I wish you a prosperous and auspicious new year, and most importantly, abundant wealth!"

Little Yuanbao clutched his chest and quickly scrolled up the message history with the mouse wheel.

Besides exchanging greetings during holidays, the two also recommend useful outdoor products to each other, such as insect repellent and sunscreen spray.

Her mother even consulted this person for tips on relieving study pressure.

His words were filled with concern for her.

The reply from the other side was: "Studying is her own responsibility; no one can do it for her. Sister Li, the thing you can do is spend more time with her. When I was in school, I often thought that if I was tired from studying, I could have some soup made by my mother, and if I called out 'Mom,' she would appear in front of me with a 'Hey!' Then, no matter how hard I worked, I wouldn't feel tired."

Looking back, it seems that around that time, Mom gave up outdoor activities and devoted all her free time to spending time with herself...

Thinking about how I secretly play on my phone and always complain to my best friend about how strict my mom is with me, my eyes start to well up with tears.

Xiao Yuanbao was emotionally flustered and wanted to check the other person's Moments to confirm again and rule out the possibility of a name coincidence, when she heard a cold question from behind her:

How dare you peek at my WeChat?

Happy Dragon Boat Festival! Here's an interesting story about Sister Wang:
Juanwang's friend is a fishing enthusiast. He bought Wangjie a children's fishing rod for Children's Day. This afternoon, they went fishing in the park, and Wangjie caught more than forty small fish.

When she saw a turtle vendor, she insisted on exchanging small fish for the turtle. When the vendor refused, she stood by and shouted, "Buy a turtle and get two small fish free!" to help the turtle vendor attract customers.

The turtles were selling like hotcakes, and Sister Wang gave away more than a dozen small fish. In the end, the shop owner smiled and gave her a turtle as a gift.

The fisherman found a turtle by the river a few days ago and kept it as a pet. Today he brought back another one. Well, they can keep each other company now.

During dinner, I told Juan Wang to stop focusing on the internet and that we should go into the real economy, open a factory, and once Wang Jie's sales career takes off, our family will be able to move into a villa.

Haha~ That's really funny.

Also: that ornament can actually hold batteries, and it shakes by itself without me having to shake it.

The static damage was already significant; now it has become dynamic.

I woke up to find out this, and it felt like the sky had fallen.

He'd been shaking all day, and when I asked him if he was dizzy, he burst out laughing.

Today he told me that the reason I'm not popular is because my writing isn't angsty; it's too sweet and cloying.

I said this is purely sweet, sweet from beginning to end.

I only realized after I finished talking that he was secretly reading my novel, hahaha~
No wonder he's been having a lot of complaints about my work lately.

One minute they want me to write a satisfying, cathartic story, then they want me to write a tragic one, making the readers cry their eyes out; and every now and then they want me to write a domineering CEO story, hahaha~
If you manage to get here, please be considerate and take your ornament with you.