The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 322 You are the source of my inspiration
"The Daughter Trapped in Time?" Gao Yuanyuan looked at Xu Jiuyang with a surprised expression.

“Yes, the most typical symptoms of Alzheimer’s are the decline in memory and cognitive function. In terms of words and images, it’s like thinking it’s Thursday one moment and Laba Festival the next; thinking the caregiver is unreliable and kicking her out one moment, and then complaining about why the caregiver hasn’t come yet the next. So, for patients, isn’t it just a distortion of time? Isn’t it just being trapped in time?” Xu Jiuyang said earnestly.

“Okay, I’ll tell her.” Gao Yuanyuan nodded slowly.

Hmm... Is this a protest? Xu Jiuyang's lips twitched, and the thought involuntarily popped into his head.

However, Gao Yuanyuan didn't say much about that, and after a few words, she brought up the plot design again.

There's not much to say about this. Xu Jiuyang remembers "The Father Trapped in Time" quite clearly—in fact, he remembers the content of most good movies, but the details are a bit blurry for those that are longer.

"The Father Trapped in Time" is undoubtedly a good movie, but it doesn't have anything special in terms of directing techniques. The main thing to watch is Hannibal Lecter's acting skills.

This is also what he was worried about: even if the father is changed to the daughter, will Fan Bingbing be able to play the role well?

However, she was determined to win the Cannes Best Actress award, and even made a deal with Angela and Lee Yoon-hyung. She also had incredible luck in thinking about Alzheimer's disease, so they simply granted her wish and she won the award.

So, as I said before, whether a role can reach the passing grade for an award depends on two things: first, whether the script can depict the various details of the daughter facing Alzheimer's disease; and second, whether Fan Bingbing can perform these details effectively.

"That's all I can say. The rest is up to Sister Yuanyuan to do," Xu Jiuyang said, half-summarizing after discussing the story structure for a while.

"You keep pushing everything onto me." Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at him, but her tone was quite relaxed.

"The capable should do more, right? I can't keep up with Sister Yuanyuan anymore." Xu Jiuyang chuckled shamelessly.

“Don’t think you can delay the deadline. You have to finish revising ‘Falling’ completely before New Year’s Day.” Gao Yuanyuan paused here, “Or I should ask Wenqi and Shiqi to come and help you.”

"No need, no need," Xu Jiuyang quickly waved his hand, "I can handle this little thing myself."

Just kidding, if those two were still hanging around in front of me, I might actually eat them that day. After all, they're not twins, but they're better than twins.

Wait a minute, they were originally Yuanyuan's people, and the food was given to them by Yuanyuan. They didn't eat it on set before because they weren't sure what Yuanyuan was thinking. Now that she's asking them to come and help her again, isn't the meaning obvious?

Unfortunately, Gao Yuanyuan didn't give him a chance, and said with a smile, "Okay, then good luck, remember to submit the manuscript before New Year's Day."

He cleared his throat, then straightened his posture to save face: "Let's talk about the third thing."

"The third thing..." Gao Yuanyuan, who had been looking at him with a teasing gaze, breathed a sigh of embarrassment and became hesitant.

“This is a private matter,” she said.

“It’s alright. Whether it’s business or personal, as long as it’s Yuanyuan’s business, I should help if I can,” Xu Jiuyang said immediately.

"Okay, since you've put it that way," Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips, "how about you come home with me to meet my family for New Year's Day?"

"Okay... Huh?!" After swirling his tongue in his mouth, Xu Jiuyang's eyes widened.

"What's with the 'hey'? It's just meeting family, it's not a big deal." Perhaps because things had been brought up, Gao Yuanyuan no longer seemed conflicted and even started questioning.

"Um..." Xu Jiuyang was still stammering, "In...in what capacity?"

“Of course it’s my boyfriend,” Gao Yuanyuan blinked. “Would you bring a regular friend home to meet your family?”

That surprised expression on his face seemed to be asking: How could you ask such a question?

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly, "Sister Yuanyuan... why would you think of asking me... asking me to impersonate you?"

"What do you mean by impersonating? Aren't you my boyfriend?" Gao Yuanyuan tilted her head. "Of...of course I am!" Xu Jiuyang's feelings were complicated.

To be fair, having Gao Yuanyuan as a girlfriend, especially an enhanced version of Gao Yuanyuan who knows when to advance and retreat, and is both literary and realistic, is naturally a very good thing.

If he were to hear her say this a year or two later, he would jump for joy and admit it without hesitation.

Unfortunately, there are just too many women surrounding him now. Even if he gets rid of those lackeys, the understanding Xiaoli, and the indifferent Angela, even if he can handle Fan Bingbing, what will happen to Li Yunxin?
“You have to understand, I’ve hardly ever had any male friends growing up, let alone a boyfriend,” Gao Yuanyuan said seriously. “In the end, you got all of them.”

After a pause, she added, "Besides, you can't expect me to take Da Bai... and Ran Ran back home and tell my parents and brother that she's my girlfriend, can you?"

Xu Jiuyang, who was initially touched by the first part of the speech, almost choked on his drink when he heard the second part.

Just imagining the scene—Gao Yuanyuan and Li Dabai sitting side by side, being judged by their families—is strangely comical.

Then the scene changes...

Xu Jiuyang coughed again: "Since that's the case, then I have no choice but to give it a try—is there anything I should be careful about?"

“There’s no rush. Just rest well these days. I’ll tell you about the precautions at the end of next month.” Gao Yuanyuan smiled and patted his hand. “Don’t worry, my parents and my brother are all humble and polite people.”

“I believe that,” Xu Jiuyang nodded and said.

With the third matter settled, and the time almost up, the two left the coffee shop together.

As Gao Yuanyuan approached the car parked on the street, she was about to get in when Xu Jiuyang pulled her into his arms.

Gao Yuanyuan was a little surprised, then smiled indulgently, tiptoed and gently kissed him on the lips.

However, Xu Jiuyang was not satisfied. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and kissed her even more passionately, kissing her until her waist felt like it was about to break.

"What are you doing?" Gao Yuanyuan said reproachfully, her face flushed.

"As Sister Yuanyuan herself said, after next year, we probably won't be able to do such passionate kisses in the street anymore," Xu Jiuyang said seriously.

"Is that all?" Gao Yuanyuan glanced at the passersby around her, her expression becoming a half-smile.

Xu Jiuyang chuckled, seemingly a little embarrassed, but he didn't let go of the hand around her waist.

"You...like it that much?" Gao Yuanyuan asked with a hum.

“There’s nothing I can do, Sister Yuanyuan and Dabai…” He whispered a few words in her ear, and then her ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Not today,” Gao Yuanyuan bit her lip. “There’s something I need to take care of, and it’s at a crucial moment.”

Then she reached out and pinched his waist hard: "Once this is settled, call Ranran over, and I'll let you... okay?"

Despite wincing in pain, Xu Jiuyang maintained a forced smile: "No...no problem!"

They kissed again, and as Gao Yuanyuan was about to get back into the car, Xu Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, then stopped her again and asked seriously, "Sister Yuanyuan, what am I to you?"

Gao Yuanyuan paused for a moment, then answered earnestly and frankly, "You are the source of my inspiration."

(End of this chapter)