Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 158 First White Chapter 57: Little Ye, don't you like cosplay?
Locked inside a toilet stall, the biting cold of ice water seeping down my collar.

The humiliation of having textbooks torn to shreds and scattered all over the floor, and having to squat in the corridor picking them up piece by piece.

And then there's the sudden silence and the occasional snickers that greet me every time I walk into the classroom.

The most terrifying thing is the aftereffects!

Even now, the sound of high heels hitting the ground still makes her tense up, and she instinctively avoids groups of girls.

During her four years of university, she did not participate in any club activities because she could not stand the whispers in crowds.

Even when praised, her first reaction is to suspect that the other person is being sarcastic.

The cruelest part of bullying is never the immediate harm, but the thorns it plants in your heart, which take root and sprout over time, eventually growing into an inescapable thorny thicket.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from my best friend: "Xiaoyu, where are you? We're going to get bubble tea!"

She wiped her face and replied, "You guys go ahead, I have something to do."

As I left the cinema, dusk had already enveloped the city.

Standing at the bus stop, Lin Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Ye's stubborn gaze on the huge poster for "Better Days" and suddenly remembered a sentence she had seen on Douban:
“Every child who has been bullied has a Chen Nian living inside them.”

When I got home, my parents hadn't come home from get off work yet.

Lin Xiaoyu turned on her computer, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time before finally typing the title:
I am Chen Nian in real life, but Xiao Bei is not in my life.

She wrote:
"I watched 'Better Days' tonight, and I cried for half an hour in the movie theater bathroom. Not because I was moved, but because it was so real."

"When Chen Nian was pushed down the stairs, when her textbooks were thrown into the trash can, when everyone looked at her like she was a monster, that was me in 2012."

"Director Gu Yang uses the most brutal shots to tell us: school bullying is never just a spice in youth films, but a nightmare that many people have actually experienced."

"As film critic @MovieDetective said: The scariest thing about this movie is that it doesn't tell a story, but rather the reality that we deliberately ignore."

Five years have passed, and I thought I had forgotten.

"But tonight I realized that those memories were just hidden away; they never truly left."

"What hurt me most in the movie was the look in the eyes of those bystanders. Just like my classmates back then, they pretended not to see anything, lowered their heads and walked away quickly. Silent accomplices are more chilling than perpetrators; their indifference emboldens bullies."

"Chen Nian at least had Xiao Bei. But in reality, most of us can only swallow the bitter pill alone. A school uniform that has been splashed with water will dry, and a torn textbook can be bought again, but how many years will it take to piece together the trampled self-esteem?"

"Director Gu Yang understands it too well."

“He made Wei Lai say ‘I was just joking,’ and I heard that for three years. The abuser always thinks it’s a joke, a small thing, and that the victim is making a mountain out of a molehill. Even now, my heart still races when I hear a sudden burst of laughter.”

"Some people say this movie is too heavy, but real school bullying is a hundred times more cruel than the movie."

"It won't end abruptly after the college entrance exam, but will turn into a nightmare that lasts for years, so that when you're in your twenties or thirties, you'll still suddenly remember that trembling self in the toilet stall."

"..."

She wrote until 3 a.m., posted the article on her public WeChat account, and then turned off her computer and went to sleep.

When Lin Xiaoyu woke up the next day, her phone was flooded with messages.

The official account's backend showed that the article was forwarded 12 times, including by several influential figures with millions of followers.

On Weibo, the hashtag #IAmChenNianInRealLife# trended. Countless people shared their experiences under the topic:
"During my three years of junior high school, I was called 'Metal-Braces Girl' because I wore braces. They would deliberately imitate my lisp in front of me, which is why I'm afraid to smile with my teeth showing in photos now."

"Because I'm only 155cm tall, the boys in my class would take turns patting my head and calling me 'shorty,' and they would deliberately push me to the back of the line during every PE class."

"When I was in elementary school, because my mom was a cleaner, they threw my schoolbag in the trash can, saying that trash should stay where trash should stay."

"In my second year of junior high, I was falsely accused of having an inappropriate relationship with my homeroom teacher. For an entire semester, people would point and whisper about me when I walked down the street. Even now, I still tremble when I hear a whistle."

"Because I have a birthmark on my face, they nicknamed me 'Map Face,' and my photo in the graduation yearbook was covered with red crosses."

"I was locked in the equipment room all night in high school. They said they were playing hide-and-seek, but no one came to find me."

"They threw my notebook into the boys' restroom and forced me to retrieve it. The whole class was laughing, and even the teacher laughed and said, 'It's just a joke between classmates.'"

"When I was in junior high school, I was falsely accused of stealing money. My homeroom teacher made me empty my backpack in front of the whole class to prove my innocence. At that moment, I knew that there was no such thing as fairness in this world."

Each comment is like a key, unlocking long-buried pain from the depths of memory.

Lin Xiaoyu's finger hovered above the screen, her vision blurred by tears.

She never imagined that so many people, like her, had lived with unseen scars for so many years.

Under the trending topic, a pinned comment received tens of thousands of likes: "We are not Chen Nian, but we are all Chen Nian. The only difference is that some of us met Xiao Bei, while others have walked to where we are today alone."

……

Yanjing, Manhe Yanjing

Gu Yang sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his laptop on his lap, the screen displaying various reviews of "Better Days" after its opening day.

It has a Douban rating of 8.7, a Maoyan rating of 9.5, and occupies four of the top ten trending topics on Weibo: #ZhouYeBuzzHair#, #GuYangActingSkills#, #BetterDaysPremiere#, and #GuYangDirectorNewWork#.

A slight smile played on his lips as he scrolled down the mouse.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from the kitchen, followed by Zhou Ye's exclamation: "Ah! My pot!"

Gu Yang didn't even look up: "What is it now?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing! I just wanted to flip the pot..."

"The pot fell on the ground!"

Gu Yang ignored her. He went into the kitchen several times, but Zhou Ye chased him out each time.

She described herself as the ideal wife and mother, capable in both formal and domestic settings, and said she was going to show off her skills to Gu Yang today.

I've been fussing around in the kitchen all morning, making a lot of noise.

The noise was absolutely terrifying!
Gu Yang let her have her way, as long as she didn't blow up the kitchen!
Zhou Ye's voice carried a hint of guilt, then he started humming a song again.

"Later, I finally learned how to love."

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow and sighed silently in his heart.

Sin!
An hour later, Zhou Ye came out carrying two plates of food, his face still smeared with soy sauce, and announced triumphantly, "Dinner's ready!"

Gu Yang closed his laptop, walked to the dining table, and looked at the "masterpieces" on the table.

A plate of dark, sweet and sour pork ribs, a bowl of sticky scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a dish of unidentified objects that could barely be identified as vegetables.

He paused for two seconds, then tentatively picked up a piece of pork rib, put it in his mouth, and his expression froze instantly. "...How is it?" Zhou Ye blinked, his face full of anticipation.

Gu Yang chewed slowly, but after several attempts, he still couldn't swallow it.

So he said sincerely, "How about... I do it next time?"

Zhou Ye's eyes widened: "What do you mean? It doesn't taste good?"

“It’s not that it’s bad…” Gu Yang carefully chose his words, “but eating it would probably kill you.”

Zhou Ye curled his lip: "Hmph!!!"

"Do you dislike me?"

Are you making fun of me?

"Don't you love me anymore?"

Gu Yang sighed and reached out to wipe the soy sauce stains off her face: "I was worried that you were working too hard."

"I didn't work hard!" Zhou Ye retorted. "I specifically learned it! They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach!"

"I think you just want to poison me with this meal and then inherit my share of the box office revenue!"

"Ouch, I'll bite you to death!"

Zhou Ye's face turned bright red with anger, and she pounced on Gu Yang, grabbing his neck: "Serves you right for saying it tastes bad! Serves you right for disliking me!"

Gu Yang leaned back and the two of them fell onto the carpet together.

Zhou Ye straddled his waist, her hands still gripping his neck tightly.

Gu Yang pretended to choke and stuck out her tongue: "Murdering your husband, huh?"

"Who told you to be so foul-mouthed!" Zhou Ye leaned down to bite his shoulder, but Gu Yang flipped him over and pinned him down.

"You've rebelled, haven't you?" Gu Yang pinned both her wrists above her head with one hand, while tickling her with the other. "Still dare to bite? Hmm?"

Zhou Ye twisted like a live fish: "Hahaha! Let go of Gu Yang, you bastard!"

Tears welled up in her eyes from laughing, and her pajamas slipped down her neckline as she struggled, revealing half of her snow-white shoulder.

Gu Yang's eyes brightened, and he suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Zhou Ye tried to run away, but he grabbed her waist and pulled her back.

"Why are you running?" Gu Yang's voice lowered, his nose brushing against her reddened earlobe. "Weren't you going to bite me?"

Zhou Ye immediately cowered, shrinking his neck and muttering softly, "No, I won't bite anymore."

"Too late." Gu Yang lowered his head and lightly bit her collarbone as if punishing her, satisfied to hear her gasp. "Weren't you very fierce just now?"

Zhou Ye was so embarrassed that her toes curled up, and she reached out to push him away, saying, "You...you let go, the food's getting cold!"

Gu Yang didn't move an inch, instead pressing even closer, "Now there's something else I want to eat."

"Gu Yang!" Zhou Ye punched him, her face flushed. "In broad daylight!"

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed with a kiss.

"Well……"

"Then let's go to the room..."

"I want to try it in the kitchen..."

"You bastard... ugh..."

However, before the two could even begin, they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Gu Yang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly ran to open the door.

Not long after, he returned with a gift box.

Zhou Ye was lying on the sofa, her cheeks flushed, looking languid.

Seeing Gu Yang approach with the gift box, her eyes lit up, and she immediately sat up, blinking expectantly: "For me?"

Gu Yang smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is a reward for your excellent box office performance on the first day."

Zhou Ye excitedly took the gift box, his face beaming with joy. "Can I open it now?"

“Of course.” Gu Yang sat down next to her, watching her eagerly unpack the package.

When Zhou Ye lifted the lid of the box and saw the neatly folded gray nun's robe inside, he froze.

She slowly raised her head, looking at Gu Yang in disbelief: "What...what is this?"

Gu Yang looked completely innocent: "Don't you like cosplay? I think your buzz cut is perfect for playing a little nun."

Zhou Ye's expression shifted from shock to anger in just one second: "Gu! Yang!"

She grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at him, yelling, "You did that on purpose!"

Gu Yang laughed and dodged away: "How perfect! A pure and lovely little nun!"

"I'll make you innocent! I'll make you cute!" Zhou Ye pounced on him and tried to grab his neck, but Gu Yang grabbed her and the two rolled onto the sofa.

"Stop it," Gu Yang pulled her into his arms and kissed her puffed-up cheek. "How about you change into this outfit?"

"Let's continue from where we left off..."

"Dream! Don't even think about it!"

"Should I change it?"

"No replacement"

"Well……"

"No, no, no, don't kiss there!"

"Ah~ I'll change it, okay?"

(End of this chapter)