The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 319 is so similar
However, such an assistant is not easy to find. First of all, she cannot be one of their people... Well, that's unlikely, but at the very least, she must be one of Li Yunxin's people.

As for why Gao Yuanyuan wasn't considered, it's simple: both literary assistants were trained by Li Yunxin at her request—although it wasn't explicitly stated, it's easy to infer from a little indirect inquiry.

In Xu Jiuyang's view, Yuanyuan, who occasionally indulges in a bit of literary and artistic flair, would actually disdain using such methods if it weren't for the fact that other women are like that as well.

However, even so, this only solved one problem; many more remain.

First of all, her basic abilities must be at least passable, since he wants an assistant, not a pretty face, even if that pretty face can be used for sex.

Secondly, while ensuring obedience, she also needed to maintain a certain level of good relationship with the other women under her command, so that she could smoothly arrange her sleeping arrangements.

"Just thinking about it gives me a sense of decadence," Xu Jiuyang said, twitching his lips.

Who would have thought that his desire to find a formal assistant was for arranging this kind of thing, rather than for work-related needs?

"Boss, we'll head over now," the two assistants said, poking their heads out of the room.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Xu Jiuyang waved his hand.

Logically, they should always keep one of them by their side to warm the bed, but as they played PUBG more and more, they became a little impatient and tried every means to seduce him.

As mentioned before, considering Yuanyuan's feelings, he didn't plan to completely devour them now, even if there was only one last step left. But he had already made the promise, so how could he not keep it? He had to maintain his image; he was a prince who kept his promises.

Thus, with the filming of Tianlong nearing its end and around November, his scenes would be mostly finished. At most, he would be called upon to film a few scattered shots every now and then before the Lunar New Year, just like when he filmed The Legend of the Condor Heroes last year.

So I currently live alone.

"Boss, remember to check your emails," Zhang Shuang reminded him before leaving.

"Got it." Xu Jiuyang patted his head, and after closing the door, he turned on his laptop and plugged in the hotel's network cable.

Previously, Sister Yuanyuan mentioned on the phone that one of the contracted authors under her cultural company had written a novel, which was not yet finished, but she felt it had potential. However, it did not currently meet the requirements for publication, so she sent it to him via email, hoping he could take a look.

Because she was worried that he would forget, she specifically told Zhang Shuang and Zhao Shu to remind him.

"Really, how could I forget?" Xu Jiuyang muttered, but he knew that if Zhang Shuang hadn't said that before, he probably would have really overlooked it.

"Alright, alright, let me see what kind of novel it is." He quickly downloaded the text and started reading.

However, after reading only ten or so chapters, Xu Jiuyang's expression turned strange. This fantasy novel, where the protagonist's entire family is wiped out at the beginning, and then he simultaneously obtains a rare treasure and is accepted as a disciple by a cultivation sect, why does it feel so familiar?!
He glanced at the novel's title, "The Record of the Jade Flute," and then thought about the male protagonist, Lu Ping, and Lin Zhuxiao, who resembled the female protagonist. He wondered what would happen if a second female lead with a name like "Jade" or something similar appeared later on, and who was from a demonic sect…

Xu Jiuyang twitched his lips, then looked at the author's name: Guo Zhenni?!

Goodness, he remembered that Sister Yuanyuan had introduced this girl to him before, and even wanted to get an idea for a fantasy romance novel from him. He was a little surprised at the time. Wasn't Guo Zhenni a student at the Central Academy of Drama? Wasn't she known for her natural charm? How did she end up writing novels?

Only after Sister Yuanyuan explained did I realize that, perhaps due to some small butterfly effect, she studied screenwriting at the Central Academy of Drama.

What did I say back then? Oh, I said, "Refer to 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' and have the male protagonist fought over by a righteous female knight and an evil witch." Yuan Yuan even criticized me for it, saying it was basically a combination of Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji.

Xu Jiuyang just casually suggested the idea without thinking too much about it. After all, he was already quite familiar with the one-man-two-woman formula; it was all about the writing style. But now that it's actually written, it looks exactly like "Zhu Xian"!

Especially after patiently reading through all 50 chapters that were sent to him, he became even more certain that this "Bixiao Lu" was an alternate dimension version of "Zhu Xian".

Whether it's the sect settings or the character settings, the sense of déjà vu is very strong, especially the part where Lin Zhuxiao narrowly defeats Lu Ping in the competition, which makes him both want to laugh and feel very annoyed.

However, to say that Guo Zhenni plagiarized is ridiculous. Putting aside how she plagiarized, the plot design alone looks very similar to "Zhu Xian". But upon closer reading, there are still many differences in the details.

Although Xu Jiuyang had forgotten most of the plot of "Zhu Xian", he still remembered some details, such as the description of the sect competition.

So... was this a coincidence? After all, in this world, the only thing you can copy is yourself.

"Forget it, never mind." Xu Jiuyang has now gotten used to putting aside those incomprehensible and absurd things.

He recalled the plot of "The Record of the Azure Sky" that he had just read, typed his thoughts into a document, and after confirming that there were no problems, he looked at the next email.

The second email was simpler. Sister Yuanyuan invited him to meet up after filming Tianlong, as they always do, to talk about literature.

Seeing this, Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. This year, he had been busy with either TV series or movies. Although he still had small gatherings with Sister Yuanyuan, they had become much less frequent than before.

To be honest, he still really enjoyed discussing literature with Sister Yuanyuan. Sister Yuanyuan is a true literary youth. She would never say things like Kafka expressed the alienation of man, or that Rebecca eating dirt in "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is a black humor deconstruction of consumerism. She would only analyze those famous works, those novels, the writing techniques of a specific passage, and what it specifically symbolizes.

In other words, she rarely engages in superficial things, which gives her a touch of realism while maintaining her artistic temperament, ultimately creating a unique charm.

Of course, Xu Jiuyang would never admit that Sister Yuanyuan always wore a pair of frameless glasses that perfectly matched her temperament at these small gatherings, giving her an incredibly gentle and innocent look.

Especially that time when he pestered her until she finally agreed to put it on her glasses, her shy yet annoyed expression was truly captivating.

So he quickly typed out a long reply, checked it again, and then sent out his comments on "The Record of the Azure Sky".

Xu Jiuyang checked the time again, shut down his computer, and prepared to rest. However, just as he stood up, the doorbell rang.

He couldn't help but frown. He had already hinted on various occasions on set earlier today that he had something to do tonight.

In addition, the second child has not rested for a week in a row. No matter how good his physical strength is, he will be mentally tired. It's not like he can have that kind of experience every time.

Even in this situation, it's rather impolite that people are still coming to beg for food.

Xu Jiuyang walked over, looked through the peephole, frowned and considered for a few seconds before finally opening the door.

"Hi, boss." Guo Feili and Chen Xiuli, who were carrying backpacks at the door, greeted him somewhat shyly.

Xu Jiuyang sighed and stepped aside: "Come in and talk."

(End of this chapter)