Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

The film crew has booked the entire hotel. It's a small three-story hotel with only 32 rooms.

Besides the two lead actors, Fan Bingbing and Huang Haibo, the rest of the residents are people who don't own a house in Beijing, such as Zeng Jian and his friends who are still studying at the Beijing Film Academy, and out-of-towners like Cheng Er.

The wealthy actors like Zhao Xiaoding and Wu Shixian, who own houses and cars, will be staying at home. As for the other actors, Xu Shaohua and Zhu Lin, who have more screen time, will only be filming for two days, and they will also be staying at home.

When Yang Che arrived at Fan Bingbing's room, it was already 3 p.m. She had just moved in not long ago. The door was open, and she was bending over making the bed with pink sheets on.

"You came here by yourself?"

"Hey, my dad went with my mom to her prenatal checkup. Bro, which room are you staying in?"

"You're next door. I'll arrange an assistant for you and Haibo tomorrow to do some odd jobs. Okay, I'm leaving."

"Thank you, brother."

Fan Bingbing pouted: "Where are you going? I'll go with you."

Yang Che clicked his tongue: "Accompany me? What do you mean, 'accompany me'? Have you forgotten that you had to rehearse the subway scene with Haibo? Let me tell you..."

"Oh dear, I was wrong, I was wrong. I know the venue has limited usage time. Don't be angry, I just subconsciously wanted to stay with you."

Fan Bingbing jumped up and ran over to hug his arm, rubbing against him and acting coquettishly.

Yang Che casually pinched her nose, but ultimately didn't say anything, not wanting to put any more pressure on her.

"I'm gone."

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

Fan Bingbing glanced at him, then looked away and whispered, "My dad asked me yesterday, 'Oh, what's our relationship?'"

Yang Che glanced at the chubby boy, who was unusually shy, and after a few seconds of contemplation, asked, "What did you say?"

Fan Bingbing bit her lip: "I said we're friends, but I have feelings for you."

She whispered those words, then suddenly looked up and stared intently at him.

Actually, her dad did ask her tentatively, but she said they were just friends and that she wouldn't date anyone under 20.

Yang Che was taken aback. Are all these girls so direct? Can't they wait for a guide like Sister Hong?

About two seconds later, Yang Che looked into her eyes and said, "Bingbing, I'm under a lot of pressure right now and I don't have the mind to think about relationships. Let's talk about it properly later, okay?"

Fan Bingbing's face was already incredibly red. She looked away and nodded gently in response.

"I will do my best in my acting and I won't let you down."

Yang Che subconsciously reached out his hand, paused in mid-air for half a second, and finally placed it on her head and rubbed it.

"I believe you, let's go."

"Okay, bye-bye."

Yang Che waved his hand, and as he turned to walk to the door, he heard her say in a coquettish tone, "Don't laugh at me."

Yang Che, gripping the doorknob, turned to look at her: "How could I? I'm too touched to even think about it."

Fan Bingbing chuckled foolishly, watching him leave. Ah, that's great! Suddenly, she pounced on the bed and started rolling around, leaving the neatly made sheets all wrinkled...

Yang Che glanced at Huang Haibo again. The guy was having Wu Shixian correct his performance. Yang Che didn't say anything to praise him, just said hello and left.

He needs to go find Gao Yuanyuan; it's a two-way street. He can't always expect her to come to Courtyard No. 8 to find him.

Most importantly, he felt somewhat anxious.

Many people have had this feeling: when something big happens, even though you're fully prepared, you still feel a little panicked and nervous, and you need Gao Yuanyuan to be with you.

She lives at the intersection of the West Third Ring Road and the North Second Ring Road. Courtyard No. 8 is at the intersection of the West Second Ring Road and the North Third Ring Road. Well, it's 10 kilometers away, not far, about a 20-minute drive.

At 3:30, Yang Che's small bread shop arrived at the side of Zengguang Road, facing a dark brown Chinese-style gatehouse with large pillars and black-on-gold characters on the wide beams that read "China Labor Movement College." Yes, it wasn't called the Labor Relations College yet.

The academy gates were wide open, and Gao Yuanyuan stood gracefully under the shade of a tree at the entrance.

Yang Che, who was about to get off the bus, noticed three male college students walking out of the school gate together. When they saw Gao Yuanyuan, they slowed down and kept turning around while whispering to each other, obviously discussing her.

Yang Che smirked, put down his bread, waved towards Gao Yuanyuan from afar, and shouted, "Hey beautiful, can we be friends?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Yang Che at the entrance of the Labor Movement College, including the two security guards in dark blue uniforms. These two guards, who were very responsible, immediately changed their expressions.

"What are you doing?"

"Get out of here!"

The male students were also united in their hatred, their eyes glaring angrily.

Gao Yuanyuan blushed furiously and quickly bowed to the security guard, saying, "I'm sorry, he's my boyfriend, he... I'm sorry."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked quickly toward the small bread shop.

"Click"

These are the sounds of those male college students' hearts breaking.

The two security guards couldn't help but show sympathy.

Then they saw their school beauty punching that scoundrel in the chest, and their hearts broke even more.

Yang Che, however, chuckled as he looked at the group of male college students still watching him from the doorway, as if in a provocation—well, that was it.

Understand Mark Chao, become Mark Chao.

"I'm just worried someone might steal my girlfriend, so I'm just asserting my ownership a little. Okay, get in the car."

Where are you going?

"Let's find a secluded spot to kiss."

Gao Yuanyuan immediately pouted: "Yang Che, I'm increasingly realizing that you're just faking it. You're so glib."

Yang Che raised an eyebrow: "What? Regretful? Disappointed?"

Gao Yuanyuan became arrogant: "Oh, I regret it."

Even so, she quickly got into the car.

"Honey, how are you feeling today?"

Yang Che gave a slight smirk: "I'm alright."

Gao Yuanyuan looked at her boyfriend, and indeed, she had noticed he seemed a little tense earlier.

Then she instantly understood the reason. Although she could empathize with his anxiety, she was also very confused. After all, in her mind, her boyfriend was very confident, and he had the right to be confident because he could do everything.

"Honey, what do you need me to do?"

Yang Che glanced at her, reached out his hand, and shook hers.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Just keep me company."

Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips and said softly, "Oh dear, you need to maintain composure and confidence in front of them, but you don't need to in front of me. I'm the closest person to you."

Yang Che glanced at her again, turned the steering wheel, pulled over, and kissed her amidst a chorus of honking horns.

After a while.

Gao Yuanyuan quickly pushed him away: "Hurry up and leave, the traffic police are coming."

Yang Che felt really annoyed. He glanced at the traffic policeman in the rearview mirror and quickly started the car and drove off.

After walking for a while, Yang Che swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly: "Yuanyuan, come home with me."