Huayu: Everyone's been reborn, who's still going to be an actor?

Chapter 11 Guess What I'm Going to Guess

The domestic film market is just so-so these days. Although "Hero" ushered in the era of blockbusters, the film market has not really taken off.

It will take at least several more years.

Moreover, rampant piracy further increases the risks associated with films.

"By the way, the holidays are coming up soon, what are your plans?"

Zhou Yang suddenly spoke up and asked.

I'll have to ask my mom.

Liu Yifei spoke up. She currently has two TV series airing, and her popularity is still very high, especially after the broadcast of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

Her time was naturally not as leisurely as her classmates'.

"I've taken on a supporting role in a TV series," Zhu Yawen said. "Since filming is finished but school hasn't started yet, I'll go check out the film studio. It'll be good to get involved, familiarize myself with the crew, and gain some experience."

"I'm going home."

Cheng Yuan spoke up.

In the past, he probably would have chosen to work as an extra to earn some living expenses, and there would have been no need to come home.

The round-trip travel expenses are a huge expense.

However, this is no longer necessary.

He is rich.

They saved tens of thousands from making the movie, and the publisher of the novel "The Hunger Games" even gave them a advance payment.

He doesn't have to worry about living expenses or travel costs for the time being.

"Going home?" Liu Yifei asked casually, "Where do you live? Is it far?"

"Sichuan isn't far," Cheng Yuan said with a smile. "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there's delicious food and fun things to do. Do you want to come home with me?"

"Why should I go home with you?" Liu Yifei said. "Go find Zhou Yang and the others; they're free."

"It's not a matter of whether I'm free or not," Zhou Yang said. "Do you have something to do at home?"

"I only go home when there's nothing else to do."

Cheng Yuan said with a smile that after being reborn, he was actually eager to go home and see his parents and relatives.

After being reborn, Cheng Yuan called home quite often.

But every time, his parents suspected that he was short of money.

Explanations are useless.

When I called back the second time, I transferred another thousand yuan to him.

Summer vacation arrived in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Yuan didn't stay long. He packed up and prepared to go home.

"Cheng Yuan."

Cheng Yuan saw Liu Yifei as soon as he stepped out of the school gate.

Are you going back to your hometown?

Seeing that Cheng Yuan was carrying luggage, Liu Yifei immediately asked him a question.

"Yeah, why don't you get along with... Auntie?"

Just as Cheng Yuan was about to make a joke, he saw Liu Xiaoli walk out from around the corner and immediately greeted her.

"Hello." Liu Xiaoli smiled and nodded, then said to Liu Yifei, "Qianqian is leaving."

"Bye-Bye!"

Liu Yifei smiled and waved to Cheng Yuan before following Liu Xiaoli away.

Cheng Yuan sighed. The task ahead is arduous and the road is long.

The white moonlight isn't so easy to find.

He clearly sensed Liu Xiaoli's wariness and disdain.

However, he had no problem with Liu Xiaoli.

Although many people say she ruined her daughter's life, on the other hand, if it weren't for her, would Liu Yifei still be so many people's ideal woman?

"Your classmate?"

"Hmm!" Liu Yifei said, "However, he doesn't intend to be an actor; he wants to be a director."

"It's not that easy to justify it."

Liu Xiaoli shook her head. There are many people in the industry who want to become directors, but even for those who have formally studied directing, it is very difficult to become a director.

"But he's already made a movie," Liu Yifei said. "And it was directed by Jiang Wen and starred him."

"Directed and starring Jiang Wen?" Liu Xiaoli paused for a moment, then muttered, "《Looking for a Gun》?"

Liu Yifei was puzzled. What the heck was "Looking for a Gun"?

It's actually quite troublesome for Cheng Yuan to go home.

First, I flew to Chengdu, then took a two- or three-hour bus ride to the county, and finally transferred to another bus for half an hour to reach the town.

Cheng Yuan's family is registered in the countryside, but his home is in the town.

It's a three-story building; the third floor is for living, while the bottom two floors are a teahouse.

When Cheng Yuan returned, there was no market day in town, so the teahouse was empty.

His parents weren't home either. Cheng Yuan put down his luggage and went downstairs to ask the neighbors, but he saw his father, Cheng Juemin, carrying a hoe, and his mother, Zhang Borong, following behind with a sickle.

His family runs a teahouse, but they also farm.

"Dad! Mom!"

Cheng Yuan looked at the two of them; they were much younger than he remembered.

Before he was reborn, his parents were already old.

"Xiao Yuan?"

Both of them were a little stunned, but they were still very happy to see Cheng Yuan.

For the first three days, they were all smiles and caring, but after a few days, they started to find fault with everything.

Cheng Yuan didn't want to listen to his mother's nagging, so he went straight to his maternal grandfather's house in the countryside.

Cheng Yuan's grandparents died early, and his father's siblings live in the next town. They have a good relationship and visit each other during holidays.

However, Cheng Yuan has always been closer to his maternal grandfather's side of the family.

After all, it's close by.

His uncle, Zhang Weiguo, works at the police station, and when he was a child, he often used his uncle's influence to intimidate his friends.

His maternal grandfather, Zhang Qize, was a retired soldier who had been to the battlefield.

Cheng Yuan's kung fu skills were taught to him by his maternal grandfather.

However, Cheng Yuan practiced diligently when he was young, determined to become a master, travel the world with his sword, help the weak and fight the strong, and become a great hero.

But as he got older, he became inconsistent in his practice, and eventually stopped practicing altogether.

Useless.

He didn't even get to use his acting skills.

That's real kung fu, not just routines. It's not pretty to watch, and it's easy to hurt people. It's not as magical as it's portrayed in novels and movies.

However, it is still very useful for strengthening the body.

After being reborn, Cheng Yuan picked up the pieces again.

It's not about playing a few games; it's purely about improving my physical condition.

"Why are you back for summer vacation?"

Zhang Qize looked at Cheng Yuan, feeling that his grandson had changed a lot since his return.

They've matured a lot.

Is university really that amazing? It makes people mature so much in such a short time?

"Isn't this why I came back to go fishing with you?" Cheng Yuan said with a smile. "Grandpa, are there any fish in the river? Are we going to come back empty-handed again today?"

"Yesterday was an accident," Zhang Qize said. "If the air force dies again today, I'll send you down to burrow."

"I'm your own grandson!"

Cheng Yuan smiled, but then the phone rang.

I was somewhat surprised when I checked the incoming call.

"Yifei?"

Cheng Yuan answered the phone, somewhat surprised.

"Yeah, is it surprising?"

Liu Yifei's voice came from the phone.

"This is a bit unexpected," Cheng Yuan said. "We've been classmates for two years, and this is the first time you've called me. Is something wrong?"

"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?" Liu Yifei said. "Are you busy or unable to make it?"

"It's nothing, I'm fishing," Cheng Yuan said. "You really have nothing to do, just want to chat with me? Tell me, what are your thoughts about me?"

"I have no feelings for you at all," Liu Yifei said. "I just wanted to ask if you're writing novels now?"

"The Hunger Games?"

Cheng Yuan asked a question, which was tantamount to admitting it.

The novel was actually published before the holiday, and it was also released in North America.

He kept a low profile and didn't say anything.

The publisher seems to have high hopes for this novel.

However, Cheng Yuan is unsure about current sales figures.

"So it really was you who wrote it?" Liu Yifei said. "You're amazing. I heard your novel is quite popular in North America."

"You're reading the novel?" Cheng Yuan asked in surprise. "It is indeed being published in North America, but the publisher hasn't given us any feedback yet. How did you know?"

"you guess!"

Liu Yifei said with a grin.

"Guess whether I'll guess or not."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yuan casually replied.

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