Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

With her parents opening a shop, Meng Ziyi officially began working on the renovation.

Wang Xiaozhou stayed at home and resumed his seclusion from before the Lunar New Year. For half a month, apart from going out for a late-night snack with Huang Mao and his friends twice, he spent the rest of his time editing videos at home. Finally, he successfully finished the final product last night.

I had a good, long sleep, sleeping for eighteen hours straight. When I opened my eyes, it was already dark.

It is said that in ancient times, dusk was the time when large human migrations took place, so whenever someone woke up at this time, they felt abandoned by the whole world.

Wang Xiaozhou felt inexplicably disappointed. He casually ate some boiled noodles at home, then took out his phone and dialed Meng Ziyi's number, only to learn that she had left for Kyoto yesterday to participate in the art exam.

Fortunately, Meng Ziyi knew that Wang Xiaozhou worked day and night, so she didn't blame him for not caring about her. After hearing that he had finished his work, she told him to go to the city to keep an eye on the renovation when he had free time, saying that she would be back soon.

After agreeing, Wang Xiaozhou hung up on Meng Ziyi and then took out his phone to call Song Shihui.

The voices over there were very soft, almost furtive.

"Why are you calling me at this hour? Young Master Wang doesn't have to go to school, but I have to go to work!"

Forehead...

Wang Xiaozhou was a little embarrassed, forgetting that school had already started and Song Shihui was still in class at this time.

"Then you go ahead and get busy. I've been really busy lately. Otherwise, I'd be at school anyway. We can talk again tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaozhou thought about it for a moment and suddenly laughed. This situation was no longer just a feeling; it felt like he had truly been abandoned by the people around him.

After finishing his work, he got increasingly bored, so he simply took out his phone and called Huang Mao. Anyway, no matter what, he and his buddies were always there for him.

He told Huang Mao not to tell Lao San, and to tell him to study hard and bring Liu Weiguang to him.

I waited at home for less than twenty minutes when I heard a wolf howl downstairs. I peeked out and sure enough, it was Huang Mao who had arrived.

He put on his clothes and went downstairs. When he got downstairs, he was surprised to see his third brother there too. He asked in confusion:

"Didn't I tell Huang Mao I wouldn't call you anymore? The college entrance exam is coming up soon. If good students don't study hard, how will they get into university?"

The third brother patted his chest and said, "Studying hard requires time and effort. I practically breezed through my undergraduate degree, so it didn't interfere with my fun at all."

Okay, if Lao San says it won't delay, then it won't. Wang Xiaozhou took his three best buddies to a barbecue restaurant.

We must break our vegetarian diet!

Working from home for so long, and with my mom busy at her shop, I simply don't have time to cook. My mouth is so bland.

I'll treat myself and these brothers well too. They're all around eighteen or nineteen years old. I just need to call them and they'll fly straight to Shanghai. They're at my beck and call, working hard without complaint. These days, where can you find brothers like these besides childhood friends?

However, unexpectedly, after drinking two bottles of beer, Liu Weiguang first thanked Wang Xiaozhou:

"Thanks, boss. I'm not good with words, but I'm so glad I had you. You have no idea how impressed my parents were with me after I brought money home last time and this time."

"Big brother, you don't understand how hard it is for me to get a smile from my dad at home. I envy you guys, big brother, I envy you guys."

Wang Xiaozhou raised his wine glass and sighed. He knew Liu Weiguang's family situation very well. In fact, there was no deep-seated hatred between his family and his parents. It was just that his parents were too infuriating.

It can be said that Liu Weiguang grew up in an environment of suppression. It may not sound too serious, but the harsh words spoken in ordinary days are the most hurtful.

Liu Weiguang is like that; he was completely heartbroken by his parents.

"Don't talk about being envious or not, Xiaoguang. We can't choose our family of origin, but how we live our lives from now on is up to us."

The blond-haired guy, oblivious to the danger, didn't know how to comfort his brother, so he just patted his chest confidently:

"It's okay, there's nothing to be sad about. You can just stay at my house from now on. My parents love having you come over."

After the two finished speaking, Liu Weiguang smiled brightly, not seeming to need comforting at all.

"It's nothing, I was just venting a bit because I had too much to drink. I made quite a bit of money these last two trips with my older brother. I've already decided that after I go to university, I'll rent a place on my own and won't contact my family except for holidays."

If Liu Weiguang can really do that, Wang Xiaozhou will think he's quite insightful. The only fear is that when he actually does it, this guy might get caught up in family ties and do something pointless and wasteful.

"Alright, you've had enough to drink, let's go home. I have things to do tonight. Xiao Guang, if you don't want to go home, you can stay at Huang Mao's place."

"Then you go first, brother, let's drink a little longer."

Wang Xiaozhou took out his phone to check the time. It wasn't too late, so he let them go. He went to the front desk, deposited some money, and waved goodbye.

Having had a few drinks earlier, Wang Xiaozhou felt a bit tipsy, so he didn't take a taxi and instead strolled along in the cold wind to Song Shihui's building.

Looking up, I saw that the lights were off inside. I checked the time and realized that evening self-study at school hadn't ended yet, so I stood inside the building entrance with my hands in my pockets and waited.

About half an hour later, Song Shihui pushed open the unit door, saw Wang Xiaozhou, and exclaimed "Ah!"

"Are you stupid? Why are you waiting for me here? It's so cold. You could have just called me."

Wang Xiaozhou shook his head: "I just went to eat with Huang Mao and the others. I'll stand here and sober up."

Song Shihui pressed the elevator button, then grasped Wang Xiaozhou's hand: "Your hands are freezing. Let's register your fingerprint lock later, so you can come straight in next time."

Wang Xiaozhou chuckled and said, "Do you really have a trick up your sleeve or are you just naturally talented? You're amazing."

Wang Xiaozhou was referring to her incredible talent for building rapport; her subtle hand gestures and casual remarks were simply too much. If he were a pure, innocent high school student, he would probably have been completely seduced by her by now.

Song Shihui rolled his eyes: "People with dirty minds see everyone as dirty. Hurry up and go upstairs."

The elevator arrived, and the two entered together. The small, enclosed space suddenly made them both a little awkward. Fortunately, Song Shihui's apartment was not on a high floor, and they arrived in less than two minutes.

Upon entering the house, Song Shihui took off his coat and handed Wang Xiaozhou a cup of hot water, asking:

"What's up, calling me so late?"

Wang Xiaozhou knew that although Song Shihui was always joking with him now, he couldn't be so carefree with her as long as he hadn't graduated from the county's No. 1 High School. So he answered honestly:

"I've already edited that movie, and I'd like to discuss with you what to do next."

After listening to this, Song Shihui thought about it seriously for a moment and then asked, "Do you believe in courage?"

Wang Xiaozhou nodded: "With you here, I have faith."

"Just trust me. You don't need to worry about how it works. Just leave it all to Ganwei Talk. They are the professionals."