The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 5 What a cheesy plot!

"Dad, what are you doing?" Xu Jiuyang knew where this "love touch" came from without even looking.

"What are you doing here?" Dad asked. "Let's go. A bunch of kids said they want to go boating."

"Really?" Xu Jiuyang stretched his neck to look over to where the accident happened. "Didn't they bump into someone?"

The crowd had already dispersed. The charming young woman was leaving with her daughter, who was about seven or eight years old, and she kept scolding as she walked, "Xixi, can't you stop throwing tantrums?"

It seemed to be the other party's responsibility, so he didn't think much about it. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom to take a walk, then came back and followed everyone to the small pier to rent a boat.

Since we are in Beihai Park, it is impossible not to go boating on the lake. However, adults think it is best to take a big boat, while children only want to take a small boat - not the kind that requires paddling, but the kind that requires two people to pedal together. The kind that requires four people to pedal is not available yet.

After some discussion at the small pier, the adults all agreed, but one adult and one child must sit in one small boat. Xu Jiuyang certainly didn't want to go with his father, so he pulled his mother onto the boat early.

"Oh, you were not here just now. That little girl was so beautiful. What a pity." After walking around the lake and approaching Yong'an Bridge, my mother, who was originally talking about other topics, suddenly sighed like this.

"I remember when I was in elementary school, a female classmate came to my house to borrow a test paper, and my mother said the same thing." Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes secretly.

"You still remember everything about elementary school?" Mom was a little surprised. "But that little girl just now was really pretty."

"Okay, okay, okay. When we get ashore later, how about Mom help you strike up a conversation?" Xu Jiuyang said seriously, then sighed in his heart.

It’s okay to be unhappy with your dad, but you can’t be unhappy with your mom, so…if you must get married in this life, why not get Jiaojiao to be your wife?

Although they had only played a few friendly matches in their previous life, based on his understanding of her, he thought she was actually a good marriage partner, as long as he discovered her early and disciplined her into his own shape.

There's really nothing good about being in the entertainment industry. She had such a perfect figure back then, with all the right curves and curves, and excellent proportions. But after a few years in the industry, she became skinny.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a thud and my boat shook several times. My mother was so panicked that she shouted, "What happened?"

"I'm... sorry..." A strange-toned reply came from the other small boat that had been hit.

Xu Jiuyang looked over and saw a long, straight black head sticking out from the small boat.

"Sorry... I'm sorry, we... Xilehangmida..." The other party was obviously a little anxious and even spoke in Korean.

Fortunately, when the Korean wave hit in his previous life, Xu Jiuyang had some understanding of the situation in South Korea, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to understand what the other party was saying.

"Okay, move away quickly." He said, waving his hand.

Although I really want to complain, Beihai Lake is not small, how could you be so blind as to bump into it? But she is a foreign guest, and a girl with a 7-point appearance but an exceptional temperament, so I'd better admit my mistake.

Even though she said this to him, her eyes were still glancing at the bridge and the shore, as if she was looking for someone. Xu Jiuyang immediately retracted his head and comforted his mother.

"It's okay, it was just a bump. If you're scared, we can just step back." He said.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mom was still a little scared and glanced outside again. "Who is it?"

"Foreigners can't explain it clearly." Xu Jiuyang continued to coax.

Wait a minute! Another idea popped into his head. Like the previous cloning idea, it should be a good campus sci-fi theme, but… He frowned. The theme didn't seem very good. Of course, this was from his perspective. If it were a magazine editor at this time, they might like it very much. What a contradiction.

This also proves once again that it is indeed difficult for people to earn money beyond their cognition, not only because of different experiences, but also because of different values.

If he was not a reborn person, but an ordinary person who got a system that could predict the future, he would really plunge into the colorful circle of fame and fortune and be unable to get out.
And then? God knows what will happen next. Very few people can turn back from their mistakes, let alone stick to their beliefs. Most of them betray their country for love and kneel for money. They curse the Boxers in one direction and then eat patriotic food the next.

Now is not the time to discuss this. Xu Jiuyang put away his scattered thoughts and pedaled with his mother to separate the two boats that had collided with each other. His mother also lost interest in playing and pedaled back to the dock with him.

After Dad and the others got ashore, Mom complained a bit but didn't say much. After Dad learned the details from Xu Jiuyang, he also just comforted them with a few words, saying that as long as everyone was fine, it was okay.

After all, the people who hit the boat were foreign guests. Even if the park management came, they would just try to smooth things over.

Then, it was almost time to get here, and after everyone gathered together, they prepared to go back.

When Xu Jiuyang thought about starting his junior high school life all over again, he... felt nothing. The school he was currently attending in his hometown was the junior high school department of a key high school in the city, and the teaching quality was just so-so.

Before the old man helped get the principal's son into Shuimu in order to get him into a key middle school, the highest institutions of learning that the school's students were admitted to were all in the province.

His academic performance was average to begin with, and now he had no expectations. He thought graduating from high school was a blessing in disguise, so naturally, he had no idea what junior high school life would be like.

As for school beauties and class beauties, that's too much to think about. Not to mention that my hometown is just a prefecture-level city, even the children who are thirteen or fourteen years old now have not even fully grown their hair, and they don't know how to put on makeup or dress up. Unless they have really beautiful and distinctive facial features like Liu Tianxian and Da Mimi, it is difficult for them to leave a deep impression on people.

"Could it be... that all the time is spent writing science fiction novels?" Xu Jiuyang muttered, and then bumped into a warm body.

"Hey!" A voice with a distinct accent sounded, and when I looked up, I saw a typical European and American white face.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but be stunned, because not only was this face really beautiful, but the figure was also top-notch.

The girl in front of me, although her facial features are a bit tough, is quite soft overall. She has thick hair that is brown with a hint of gold, and her emerald green eyes are particularly beautiful.

Although she was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, her long legs were stretched straight. But based on my experience, I could conclude that she was a model, and a small model at that.

Although the appearance of Europeans and Americans does not change much between the ages of 14 and 24, it can still be judged from the skin, and the girl in front of me is no more than 20 years old.

"Are you OK?" The other party spoke again, with a look of inquiry.

"Sorry, you are too beautiful, I am a little... obsessed." Xu Jiuyang couldn't help it and blurted out his words, anyway, he was speaking Chinese.

Then he saw the other person raise his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Thank you, you are so honest."

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but cough dryly: "Um, do you need me to do something... to make up for it?"

"Sorry, my... Chinese... is very little, so..." The other party smiled, made a few meaningless gestures, and looked at him expectantly, as if wanting to communicate with him further.

Xu Jiuyang was immediately overwhelmed. Although his English was decent, it didn't fit his current 13-year-old persona. He could only stammer, "Well... My English... is... a little... too. I really can't help you..."

Then I complained in my heart: What a cliché plot!

(End of this chapter)