Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Being alone in the study is indeed a better place to think.

After waiting for another two or three minutes, Yang Che was about to call Gao Yuanyuan when he heard a knock on the door.

Looking into that almond-shaped eye when he opened the door, Yang Che felt that the two of them had a tacit understanding.

"Cheng Er and the others left?"

"Yeah, they just left. Shall we go eat?"

As Gao Yuanyuan spoke, she subconsciously looked him up and down. She was surprised to find that he had become more muscular. Compared to when he auditioned at the beginning of the month, his arms were thicker, and his vest was a bit tight.

"No rush, come in first."

You seem to have gained weight.

Yang Che sighed at the girl's slow realization. When Qin Lan and Fan Bingbing saw him, they immediately started touching him and asking him, laughing and joking, what kind of gene therapy he had taken.

It's really just that he can eat a lot and eats well, does a lot of work, and runs five or six kilometers every now and then. How could he not get strong?

He has now gone from 130 pounds at the beginning of July to 150 pounds at the end of August.

"I'm not fat, never mind, whatever makes you happy."

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and followed him into the house. The moment she closed the door, it was as if a switch had been flipped in her heart, and her heart started beating faster. She felt that she hadn't felt this way when she confessed her feelings earlier.

Yang Che gestured for her to sit down. Thinking about the deception he was about to perform, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. After calming himself down by looking away, he looked at her again with a completely calm expression.

"Yuanyuan, were you acting impulsively just now?"

Gao Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide and shook her head. Perhaps she shook her head a little too much, because her baby fat jiggled.

Old Deng Yang Che really couldn't hold on any longer, so he decided to continue deceiving people.

"Thank you for your feelings. I cherish them, really, because I like you too. I liked you the first time I saw you. Later, I developed feelings for you as well. I enjoy spending time with you, even if it's just a fleeting glance. But, but I don't want to lie to you, there's someone else in my heart. I don't know what to do."

As Yang Che spoke, Gao Yuanyuan's eyes gradually brightened and then dimmed. She did not break down in tears or lose her composure.

Despite being an artsy young woman, she was essentially a gentle and insightful girl. She understood the honesty and respect in Yang Che's words, and she also knew that the other person in his heart was Fan Bingbing.

At that moment, she didn't know what to do.

Gao Yuanyuan slowly lowered her eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and then looked up again, her eyes filled with tears.

Why don't you lie to me?

After letting out a long breath, Yang Che still looked desolate: "Yeah, it would have been so much better to lie to you. You're so beautiful, so gentle... Why did you say you liked me? Isn't it good that we're getting along like this?"

As the saying goes, nine parts fake and one part real is the most touching!

Yang Che did want to ruin the girl, but he also genuinely cared; he didn't need to act it out.

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and looked at him with a pout.

As she looked at it, Gao Yuanyuan felt a surge of courage. He was in a dilemma, but he had no other choice. So let him make his own choice.

Thinking of this, Gao Yuanyuan moved. She pounced, she kissed, she nibbled. She was not fighting alone!

Just as Yang Che was about to respond, a sentence popped into his mind: You have really caused me a lot of trouble!

Then I pushed it away decisively.

"Yuanyuan, you can't do this."

Even emperors have to decline three times to get a kiss, so naturally I can't just accept it as soon as I'm offered it to the "Qingzui Girl".

Before? Before, I just didn't realize it.

Gao Yuanyuan became anxious, distressed, and then even more anxious.

"I don't care, I'm willing to wait, I'll wait for you to make your choice."

She expressed her stance almost in a shout, her voice trembling with tears, and then lunged forward again.

Yang Che was practically bursting with self-admiration. If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, he would have stood there with his hands on his hips and declared: "With this kind of willpower and brains, what can't I do? What girl can't I get?"

This time, Yang Che didn't dodge, but instead cupped her face in his hands: "Yuanyuan, listen to me... you'll regret this."

"I won't listen."

"Don't argue, forget it..."

As Yang Che finished speaking, he kissed her directly.

The girl was awkward and clumsy, but very enthusiastic. Didn't she say she had dated someone surnamed Teng for a few months?

Yang Che patiently taught her, slowly, gently, warmly, and smoothly.

a long time.

Both of them had red lips.

Gao Yuanyuan's breasts were a little swollen. She subconsciously licked them, then buried her face in his chest, both shy and happy: "Yang Che, did you really like me the first time you saw me?"

Yang Che put his arm around her shoulder and whispered, "Really."

"Then it was love at first sight between us."

"This is essentially lust at first sight."

"I'm not that superficial."

Yang Che wholeheartedly agreed: "I believe that, I mean me."

Gao Yuanyuan looked up, pouted, and said sweetly, "Yang Che~ You really won't lie, will you?"

"Yes, I'm not stupid. But it's only our first meeting, how could I possibly understand your inner self, your passionate heart?"

"Then in your script it says..."

"Gao Yuanyuan, you didn't mistake Niu Geng for me, did you?"

"Oh dear, how could that be? But you also have the same qualities as Niu Geng."

Yang Che didn't ask anything, he just said: "When I create a protagonist, I always add some of my own personal touches. Many times it's not intentional, it's just a natural progression when I'm writing."

"Yang Che, what personal touches did you add to that song you sang for Wang Fei before?"

Yang Che's expression was solemn: "That was written for the movie, not for Wang Fei."

A hint of doubt flashed in Gao Yuanyuan's big eyes. Isn't this the same thing? But that's not important. What's important is: "How come you can write songs? I mean, the music. I know you're a good writer."

Looking into her sparkling eyes, Yang Che thought of his other musical prodigy—his fellow townsman Zhang Yadong—and felt a surge of irritation. He then said with a hint of disdain:

"I learned a little bit in junior and senior high school. It's simple, right? If you know a little music theory, and then use rhythm to express emotions, that's music. I'm hungry, let's go get some tripe."

Gao Yuanyuan doesn't like eating tripe; she always feels that eating it will make her face square.

But she wasn't thinking about any of that at the moment; she was happy, and whatever he said went.

The two walked out hand in hand. Yang Che looked at her and thought to himself that he was still more reliable than that musical prodigy from his hometown. At least he didn't have a girlfriend or a legal wife yet he was with this young girl.

Besides, I've refused several times already; you can't do it a third time.

Thinking this, Yang Che was happy, so after going downstairs, he turned around, hugged her waist, and kissed her again.

A handsome young man and a beautiful young woman were passionately kissing, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, a scene both sacred and beautiful.

People who had just finished get off work in the neighborhood watched this scene with either a fond smile or a nostalgic look in their eyes.

Of course, there are also disharmonious aspects.

"The world is going to the dogs! This is utterly immoral and corrupt!"