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Chapter 131 Fang Bie Gets an Awakening (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

Do you prefer sweet or savory tofu pudding?

"I don't like tofu pudding."

This answer surprised Fang Bie, but it was probably true, since she hadn't eaten much of the tofu pudding he bought her. Fang Bie nodded: "Your turn."

Su Mulin continued to press the issue directly: "Is the person you like in the country?"

Fang replied without hesitation, "Of course I am."

Although he also likes foreign cosplayers, and even fitness celebrities.

But he still prefers girls from China.

He has liked faces, collarbones, waists, hips, legs, and the like.

But in the end, he realized his mistake.

He's just a womanizer.

Su Mulin's heart tightened.

Is the person he likes in the country?

Who is this person?

Could it be me?

If it wasn't me, then who was it?

It seems his classmate hasn't returned to China yet.

Then it was Fang Bie's turn to ask: "What's your favorite food?"

"Su Mulin, 18 years old, female, single, 1.73 meters tall, weight not disclosed, favorite colors are white and black, no disliked colors, favorite food is light and non-fried food, not picky about food, dislikes sticky stews, dislikes overly sweet snacks, hobbies are sports, music, fashion design, and movies, dislikes smoking, drinking, nightclubs, and bars."

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

Fang Bie: "."

It seems there really aren't any left.

"Then it's my turn." Su Mulin asked casually, "If you have a child in the future, do you think it's better to have a boy or a girl?"

"A girl, and I hope if we have a second child, both will be girls." Although Fang Bie didn't know why she asked this, he still answered honestly, "I can't help it, I'm just a common person who prefers girls to boys."

What's so great about boys? They're a waste of money and cause no peace of mind.

He reminisced about his past self and realized that it was definitely better to be a girl.

As he thought about it, his mood became depressed again.

His parents are a hurdle he can never overcome in his heart.

If we really can't go back, maybe things will get better in a few years.

Seeing Fang Bie's low spirits, Su Mulin roughly guessed that he was thinking of his parents.

"Your aunt and uncle will be so proud to see how outstanding you are now. And you don't know, our school has no shortage of little fans who admire you."

"Hmm?" Fang Bie looked up. "You actually care about this kind of thing?"

Su Mulin pursed her lips: "My friend told me all of that."

Is the friend you're talking about yourself?

Of course, Fang didn't dare ask that question.

"Okay, it's your turn to ask a question."

"Everything about you." Su Mulin's gaze was intense. At this moment, she couldn't care less about being shy. "I've already told you everything about my hobbies and everything else. In exchange, and also for the sake of the movie, I want to know about you."

Fang Bie paused for a moment, then nodded: "Fang Bie, 25, male, 1.79 meters tall, single, weighs 72 kilograms. My favorite colors are purple and blue, and my least favorite color is green. I like a lot of food; I like anything delicious. As for foods I dislike, I don't particularly like animal organs except for liver, and I don't like poultry much either. I don't eat fatty meat, and I don't like onions, scallions, ginger, or garlic. For snacks, I still like Pocky; I started liking it after watching an anime. I also quite like potato chips, but because my hands get very oily after eating them, I eat them less now. I also like canned fruit, but I only eat canned lychees and canned bayberries; I don't like other sweets. My hobbies include soccer, basketball, badminton, table tennis, anime, games, and drawing. Although I don't like those, I do smoke. I basically don't drink alcohol, and I never go to bars or nightclubs."

He took a sip of tea: "Is this alright?"

Su Mulin opened her eyes and nodded: "Okay."

She memorized all of this.

Hmm. Then I'll try to avoid cooking poultry in the future.

No wonder he likes to eat beef and mutton.

Also, when cooking Western food in the future, I'll just use onions for seasoning instead of putting onions directly in the pan.

"Then I'll ask you one last question."

"Okay, how about we ask each other a question, and then we're done?"

"it is good."

After a pause, the two spoke at the same time.

Is the person you like located in the country?

What kind of guy do you like?

Su Mulin wanted to know if he really liked that rich and beautiful girl who studied abroad.

What Fang Bie wanted to know was what type of boy she liked, and in order to avoid being thrown into the river by Old Man Su, she had to avoid contact with that type of boy in the entertainment industry in the future.

But neither of them spoke.

Fang Bie felt that he didn't have anyone he liked, or perhaps he didn't know why, but subconsciously he didn't want to answer the question.

Isn't it obvious what type of girl Miss Su likes?

"Sister Rin."

"Brother Fang."

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A few days later, somewhere in Hengdian World Studios.

Fang Bie was still pondering a question: "Fatty, let me ask you a question."

Liu Mang exhaled a smoke ring: "Go ahead."

Today marks the start of filming for Wu Kai's "The Grandmaster".

Fang Bie was of course going to come, but Liu Mang wanted to wait until the filming of "The Grandmaster" was finished before starting filming, as he didn't trust other production teams.

So the two of them simply came to this film set to freeload their meals.

Looking at Wu Kai, who was busy directing the arrangements in the distance, Fang Bie said, "I have a friend who asked a girl what kind of boy she liked, but the girl wouldn't say. What do you think she meant?"

Fang Bie used a trick called "creating a friend out of thin air".

Liu Mang countered, "Do they have an ambiguous relationship?"

No, I don't think so.

"Does he like that girl?"

"It shouldn't have come to that point yet."

"Does that girl like him?"

"I don't know, probably not."

Liu Mang flicked his cigarette ash: "Old Fang, is the friend you're talking about yourself?"

Fang Bie: "."

Is it so easy to spot?

Liu Mang pursed his lips: "I think that girl might like you."

He didn't even bother to ask; that girl must be Miss Su, of course.

Who else could it be but her?

Miss Su, this is all the help I, Fatty Liu, can give you.

"Probably not," Fang Bie said categorically. "That girl is incredibly rich and beautiful, with a great personality, everything about her is wonderful, and she's very talented. She's even a great cook. Why would she fall for my good-for-nothing friend? Besides, they're seven years apart in age."

"That's you, isn't it? And you call her 'my friend'?" Liu Mang waved his hand. "You can't say that. If that girl wasn't interested in your friend, why would she cook for him?"

Since you're going to avoid saying "my friend," I'll just go along with it.

"Maybe it's because she felt sorry for the other person?" Fang Bie suddenly turned his head and asked, "By the way, how did you know that girl would cook for my friend?"

Liu Mang had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and his dead fish eyes behind his glasses stared fixedly at Fang Bie without saying a word.

Fang chuckled twice: "Okay, I'll come clean. Actually, that friend of mine is me."

"I won't even ask who that girl is," Liu Mang began to offer advice. "Didn't I tell you before?"

"You're trying to kill me." Fang Bie sighed. "You have no idea how terrifying her family is. If I really do that, even if she doesn't resist, I'm still doomed."

Moreover, this is not in line with his personality.

He prefers to be passive.

Liu Mang scratched his chubby face: "So what are you thinking? Do you have any ideas?"

"This question really caught me off guard." Fang Bie chuckled twice. "If you say you don't want to, who wouldn't want such a nice girl? But if you say you do want to, it's true that I just started thinking about it."

"If you want her, just go after her! You still dare to say you like her?"

"I'm still young, and I don't want to go down a path of crime." Fang Bie clicked his tongue. "Mainly, I'm still unsure. I don't think I can give her the life she wants. You haven't seen it; she buys clothes by the row, six figures at a time. Can you handle that?"

Liu Mang was baffled: "Ultimately, you're just insecure. But I don't understand, how could you possibly be insecure?"

"Sigh," Fang Bie said with a melancholy look in his eyes, "I'm not handsome and my physique is average. I'm not a tall, rich, or handsome guy. And I don't have any talent either. Maybe the only thing I can be a little confident about is my painting. Actually, I never thought about this kind of thing before, after all, we are from completely different worlds."

Liu Mang: "."

He was speechless.

Two consecutive films grossed over 2 billion yuan, and he won numerous awards abroad. A poem he casually wrote could be included in the textbooks of Wenhua College, one of the top two universities in China. A song he casually wrote could top the charts. Even the songs he hummed when he was drunk sounded like masterpieces.

And then you say you have no talent?

What am I, Liu Mang? Garbage from the sewer?

"What happened to the money you earned before?"

"Some of it is with me, but most of it is with her. I didn't ask exactly how much it was."

"Then you'll definitely be henpecked in the future." Liu Mang clicked his tongue, feeling incredibly sour: "Why don't you try it? There's no harm in trying."

"How do I try?"

"Make some small physical contact now and then, then make her see your posts on social media only, and post some suggestive things every day. See how she reacts."

"I'll give it a try."

After the chat ended and the launch ceremony was ready, Fang Bie quickly took out his phone and posted a message on his WeChat Moments. Then he followed Liu Mang and walked towards Wu Kai's side.

At school—

"Xi Xi, what do you think he meant by posting this?"

In Su Mulin's WeChat Moments, Fang Bie posted a photo of his slender left hand.

The following is another passage:

Tomorrow is Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day).

After reading it, Zhang Xixi said confidently, "Brother Fang is looking for a girlfriend!"

"Ah?!" Su Mulin exclaimed in shock. "Xi Xi! What should I do?!"

She started to wonder if she had been too forward.

Did it actually unlock Fang Bie's love life?

"Watch this!" Zhang Xixi snatched Su Mulin's phone and posted a message on her WeChat Moments that was only visible to the viewer.

It was a photo filled with all sorts of delicious food: "I'm working hard to improve my cooking skills. I wonder which lucky pig (emoji) will be able to eat my cooking every day in the future."

After reading it, Su Mulin's face flushed red: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Listen to me! I'll do it right!"

Fang Bie looked at the post on WeChat Moments and his face fell: "Fatty, it's over. This is her declaration of being single. I'm afraid I have no chance."

P.S.: This is just a transition. I'll ask a friend for advice on the romance scenes another day; I'm hopeless at it. (Kneels and apologizes profusely)

I wonder if it's just too cloying...

However, everyday life also has its prototypes.

Most of these conversations were between a friend of mine and his girlfriend.

That's right, I am his "Liu Mang".

However, filming for the movie will begin soon, and at the same time, the main character and the music game are also developing, so I need to sort out my thoughts.

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The kindergarten principal's new book, "Harmonious Games," is a slice-of-life story.

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