The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 363 A Tool?
Xu Jiuyang rambled on for several minutes, basically saying that time was on Fan Bingbing's side, and she shouldn't be in a hurry to achieve everything at once.

To everyone's surprise, it took a long time before they asked, "Is this the one you said would occasionally be nicer to me?"

Don't let your doubts be too obvious in your tone.

Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes, hung up the phone, and didn't bother to waste any more words with her.

Then, turning his head, he saw Angela, who had already ended the call, looking at him meaningfully.

"Is there a problem?" Xu Jiuyang spread his hands.

“I’m a little jealous,” Angela sighed. “You’ve never treated me like this before.”

“You are you, and she is she. I can’t treat you both the same way. Otherwise, what would that be?” Xu Jiuyang continued to spread his hands.

"That sounds like something a jerk would say," Angela remarked.

"So what if he's a scumbag? Do whatever you want with him." Xu Jiuyang didn't care at all.

"Don't do that, we're going to celebrate with you tonight." Angela immediately took a step back.

"What's there to celebrate? If it weren't for Sister Yuanyuan's help, it would have been almost impossible for 'Falling' to be published in 'Fiction Monthly'." Xu Jiuyang shrugged.

“Connections are also a form of strength. I remember you said that after reading the original novel of ‘A World Without Thieves,’ you were able to write something similar yourself,” Angela said with a smile.

"That's what they say, but doing it is another matter." Xu Jiuyang shook his head. "Many times, you only find out where the problems are when you actually do it."

“But after reading Fiction Monthly, I think adding that police storyline is a great idea. It’s like twins born from the same mother as the script and the movie, each with its own merits.” Angela blinked.

"It's settled then. I'll go inform Bingbing now," she said immediately, and then gracefully left.

Xu Jiuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't act tough and indifferent, who knew how the two of them would fight him openly and secretly, especially tonight... Angela was the one he was going to sleep with.

Damn, now that you mention it, it's still really strange. Am I a big orange cat or a trash dragon?
Although they were all very sensible, as the center of the vortex, he was still a little annoyed. At least ask me first if I want to be caught in this situation... cough cough, let's think about something else.

As mentioned before, thanks to Gao Yuanyuan's connections within the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the novel version of "Falling" has been successfully published in the latest issue of "Fiction Monthly".

This is a serious publication established in the 10s; being able to publish an article in it is something to brag about.

Even though the peer review standards have declined considerably since the beginning of the new century, it remains one of the top serious journals in China.

Although, like Gao Yuanyuan's "The Message," it was rejected several times, it was eventually published.

The general story is no different from the script, except that it begins with the police investigating the case, and then the plot is reviewed in segments from the police's perspective.

This trick was learned from the novel "A World Without Thieves". If it weren't for the character of the scarred policeman, "A World Without Thieves" might not have been published.

The movie from the previous life, it is said, also had to be revised several times because it lacked police scenes.

Of course, this is not very credible. Given the nature of Wang Xiaowang and Feng Xiaogang, it's impossible that they didn't anticipate this. They probably made some minor changes and then used it for hype and promotion.

In short, with this achievement, he could previously only be called an author, but now he can be called a writer.

If the film adaptation of "Falling" can win another screenplay award, it will at least bring some prestige to the art-house film industry.

Most importantly, he can show off in front of the old man in the future. So what if he writes poems and lyrics? Can they be published? Can they be published in serious literature? Of course, of course, the old man can self-publish a collection of poems and lyrics. He did that in his previous life, but the earliest edition will not be available for several years. So he should do it himself first.

Putting that aside, after touring the "Red Cliff" film crew, Xu Jiuyang returned to Beijing with Angela and attended a low-key memorial service.

"I am sorry for your loss."

"I am sorry for your loss……"

"My condolences, ma'am."

The group walked past the woman dressed in black and wearing a veil, whispering words of comfort. The woman trembled slightly, her face obscured by the veil, and barely responded, seemingly deeply saddened.

Xu Jiuyang, hidden in the crowd, had a strange look on his face, because he knew why the other person was not speaking and why his body was trembling slightly.

He took the contents of his pocket out and looked at them, deciding that it was better to maintain the current frequency, after all, he wasn't some kind of demon.

As for what he's holding in his mouth, well, the time is almost up, and he's even wearing a hat and black veil, making him look all out of place, just to cover his tracks.

It wasn't that he wanted to do it this way, but he had no choice. As soon as this person came in, she knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with tears, begging him to save her.

He'll have to help, right? There'll be physical contact during that process, and there'll be bumps and bruises.

And then... the widow...

More importantly, she was Angela's woman, so he was only half-heartedly complying.

It must be said that the host may have various shortcomings, but his fluent speech is undeniable, definitely not much worse than Dong Qing's.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but glance at Angela, who was maintaining a solemn expression not far away. He wondered how much money Angela owed him that forced him to do such a thing.

Who cares? Judging from the previous life, maybe Yang Lan asked for it herself.

So? So that very night, he went to the appointment without any qualms, and although he didn't understand why Xu Gehui was there, he still had a good time.

It has to be said that these female hosts who opened their eyes to the world in the early 90s were very good at having fun. They could do things like mimicry and oaths with ease. Even if they didn't understand something, they could quickly get the hang of it after being guided by them.

This was the most unrestrained Xu Jiuyang had ever been; he tried many tricks that wouldn't work on other women before.

Although there are women who are completely submissive from the start, such as Dong Qing and Tu Jingwei before, and Son Ye-jin, Jun Ji-hyun, and Ha Ji-won after, he still has some bottom lines.

But this time, it wasn't him treating them as objects; it was they who actively treated themselves as objects. Coupled with the catalysis of the "widow" label, it all happened so naturally.

"If Mr. Xu is satisfied, please take good care of this poor man." The next day, Yang Lan, dressed in black and wearing a small white flower on her chest, blew the whistle again and pleaded in a mournful tone.

At this point, Xu Jiuyang roughly understood. Although Sunshine Media was on the verge of bankruptcy due to last year's scandal, Angela's intervention should be able to stabilize it. If Yang Lan, as the widow, were to step forward and appeal, or express her determination to persevere and help secure some business, the company could be reborn.

In this way, not only can Yang Lan completely control Sunshine Media and break free from constraints to become a news queen or media mogul, but Angela can also do more with her as a guise.

But why is Xu Gehui here too, and why is she inseparable from Yang Lan, acting like best friends?
However, thinking about how their eyes lit up after eating the ginseng fruit when they woke up the next day, Xu Jiuyang seemed to have a sudden realization.

Am I... becoming Angela's tool? Although there's no such thing as a tool, the feeling is still very strange.

(End of this chapter)