The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 592: Still Easy to Coax
More importantly, when Xu Jiuyang was reborn and returned, his family's aerospace industry was booming, and astronauts could even eat roasted chicken wings on the space station.

If an astronaut were to become stranded on Mars, who do you think would be able to rescue him?

Therefore, the scene where the commander makes decisions on his own must be changed to one where the commander argues with reason, and then, due to changes in the situation in space, the ground forces to compromise.

How to argue your case logically, and what changes have occurred in space that necessitate compromises on the ground, are questions that require careful consideration and consultation with professionals.

In addition, Xu Jiuyang's psychological advantage over Europe and America does not mean that the audience also has this psychological advantage. Although the public opinion is not as enthusiastic about worshipping foreign things as it was in the 1980s and 1990s, it is still very popular. After all, it is 2007 now, not 2017.

Therefore, the final rescue operation still needs to be handled by NASA.

It's that scene where "their astronauts will starve to death" and "but our sun god has enough thrust."

Every time he watched "The Martian" in his past life, he wanted to complain about this part. Even if China really had a rocket named after the sun god, it would be either Xihe or Jinwu. How could it be directly called the sun god? The Americans simply took the Apollo series and moved it over.

This arrangement would also be in line with the above requirements, after all, before 16, the concept of marriage was still very popular.

Of course, it's acceptable to subtly criticize the other side in the storyline, saying that they arrived on Mars around the same time as us, but due to parliamentary wrangling, they couldn't keep up and thus fell far behind, etc.

Even NASA's intervention wasn't entirely out of international morality; rather, it was an opportunity to bypass the wrangling Congress and get the stalled project moving again.

There's no reason why Americans can portray us negatively in movies, but we can't portray them negatively in movies.

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. I will arrange everything. You just need to do as I tell you." Later that evening, Xu Jiuyang pulled Zhang Yin into the small living room and gave her this instruction.

"Won't this cause some trouble?" Zhang Yin asked after thinking for a moment.

"It is a bit troublesome, but there is a fool who thinks she is good enough for me, so I was thinking that I might as well take the initiative to elevate her a bit, so that she might not feel inferior," Xu Jiuyang said half-jokingly.

"I...I didn't..." Zhang Yin stammered, her face flushed and her eyes darting around.

Xu Jiuyang stopped teasing her and instead said seriously, "However, Yinyin, you should still learn to write something, so that you'll have more confidence when others ask you about it."

"I want... I want to try it myself," Zhang Yin said after a moment's hesitation, her tone very firm.

Xu Jiuyang was somewhat surprised, but quickly laughed: "Okay, after all, you were the CEO chosen by Sister Yuanyuan. But not this time. I have some ideas for this project, and it would be best if they could be published early next year."

"I'll listen to you," Zhang Yin nodded earnestly.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but pinch her high nose bridge: "You know, I also have a project next year. My novel will be adapted into a movie, and I will be the screenwriter and lead actor. After these two movies are released, no one will think that you are a good match for me or not. They will just say that we are a perfect match."

The protagonist of "The Martian" doesn't necessarily have to be male. With a simple powered skeleton, the female protagonist can be just as strong as the male protagonist. The only thing to consider is how to deal with her monthly period.

Since the plot is going to be adjusted anyway, as long as the heroism isn't overemphasized, adding more settings won't hurt.

Zhang Yin blinked, then suddenly became excited and buried her face in his arms.

Xu Jiuyang wanted to say a few words of comfort, but before he could even open his mouth, it was firmly shut.

After a long, intimate moment, the two finally separated. Zhang Yin's face was flushed, and her shy and timid appearance was incredibly alluring.

Unfortunately, it wasn't bedtime yet, so Xu Jiuyang could only pat her head, say "I have some things to do," and leave.

He breathed a sigh of relief once he got outside, and then he saw Li Xiaoran standing at the corner in the distance, staring at him with a resentful look.

"What's wrong now?" he asked with a smile as he walked over.

"I'm not happy." Li Dabai puffed out his cheeks, looking both angry and aggrieved.

"Alright, you don't need this." Xu Jiuyang hugged her.

She leaned in and sniffed his neck twice, then reached down to grab him. "What now?" Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes without flinching. "You wouldn't be jealous of your own best friend, would you?"

"I was first..." Li Dabai still puffed out his cheeks, looking very unwilling.

Knowing what she was worried about, Xu Jiuyang sighed, patted her head and said, "Silly girl, you also have their vague ideas."

“You are my first love,” Xu Jiuyang said earnestly.

"Huh?" Li Dabai's eyes widened.

“Back in my school days, I had high standards and looked down on my female classmates. My relationship with Sister Yuanyuan was just based on shared interests and friendship. Although I had some interaction with Fan Bingbing, I always offended her. So, it wasn't until I came to Beijing that we started dating for the first time.” Xu Jiuyang pinched her cheek. “If you’re not my first love, then who is?”

After being stunned for several seconds, Li Dabai suddenly beamed and gave him a passionate kiss.

"I guarantee you'll have an amazing time tonight!" she said, beaming.

"Really?" Xu Jiuyang raised his eyebrows.

"Just you wait and see!" With that, Li Dabai ran off in a flurry of activity.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but chuckle; they were still quite easy to coax.

Then Li Dabai came rushing back in a flurry: "Give me all of them tonight!"

"Huh?" Xu Jiuyang didn't react for a moment.

"I want to have children too!" Li Xiaoran said confidently.

"Oh, this," Xu Jiuyang coughed, "I'm afraid it won't work today."

"Why?" Li Xiaoran's eyes widened. "You promised before that you wouldn't go back on your word."

“I didn’t say I was going to go back on my word,” Xu Jiuyang sighed. “Yinyin is here today, but what if she’s pregnant too? How will she participate in Miss World in the second half of the year?”

"I already said..." Li Dabai was about to argue when he cried out and covered his forehead.

"Once you get carried away with something like this, who remembers anything else?" Xu Jiuyang rubbed his fingers together in annoyance.

Isn't that why the great Tang Dynasty poets all got pregnant at the same time?

"Alright," he quickly interrupted her when he saw she was about to say something, "Anyway, I'll make time to talk to you one-on-one during the days of the divorce and wedding, is that alright?"

Although a hint of joy flashed across Li Dabai's face, he was still a little hesitant: "You can't...you can't always drag people to places like the restroom or stairwell."

"Don't worry, I promise it will be very formal, but..." Xu Jiuyang narrowed his eyes, "to ensure the success rate, I'll have to treat you to cream puffs every time."

"Huh? Really?" Li Dabai subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

"This won't work, that won't work, Li Dabai, are you just looking for trouble?" Xu Jiuyang sneered.

"What do you mean I'm picking a fight?" Li Dabai became angry. "You even said I was your first love? If I were truly your first love, then I should be the first to get married, the first to get pregnant, the first to give birth, and the first to get divorced!"

Okay, we can confirm it now, she was definitely picking a fight.

So Xu Jiuyang didn't say anything more to her. He immediately reached out and grabbed her by the back of her neck, striding towards a nearby room while yelling, "Hey! What are you doing! Let go! Ouch!"

(End of this chapter)