Huayu 02: The Days of Extreme Pulling and Rolling with the Fairy

Damn it, bro.

Xie Jin looked at Da Huang, who was also a bit drunk, with a look of exasperation: "Quan Quan Jiang, these two are obviously not good people! You've fallen! How did you end up hanging out with these two drunk dogs?"

Xie Jin held Da Huang's paw: "You become like the company you keep. Think about it, if you play with those two, what will the other puppies think of you? What will your best friend's puppies think of you?"

"Woof"

"Alright, you three can be all lovey-dovey now, I'm going to find Fang Sheng."

.......

Before the words were even finished, two hands, like the gaping maw of an abyss, reached out from under the table and swallowed Allen and Xie Jin whole...

"Stop joking, I'm really not drinking today."

"Just one bottle! Are you tired of me now? You don't want to spend even a minute more with us."

"Fine, let's get a divorce! If you don't want to drink, then we're getting a divorce!"

"Alright..."

The junior students from the class of 03 exchanged a glance, looking a little confused.

At the Class of 01 table, Ma Su was pressing Jia Nailiang's head down to drink, while the other senior students had already started arm wrestling, and some were even going to the toilet to compare sizes after bragging.

At the Class of 02 table, only Zhang Lu and the Japanese captain Lu Fangsheng, the two villains, remained. Senior Brother Xie Jin had just flashed by and disappeared.

Hou Jingjian, a young actor and teacher, was in a daze: "We're applying to this school...it's not a private one, is it? So this is what Senior Brother Jia meant by 'broadening one's horizons'..."

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Prince Guo, Li Xuedong, was also unsure: "It shouldn't be. Didn't you hear what my senior brother said? Those from the Central Academy of Drama are even better."

"Yeah, thank goodness I didn't go to the Central Academy of Drama."

Ma Su slid the bottle over, her eyes narrowing: "What's going on with you five? Who gave you permission to put your shirts on? Drink!"

"That's right, your senior sister didn't just look for nothing, she'll give you cigarettes."

He slammed two boxes of Yuxi cigarettes on the table for his junior brother, and then Old Ma went back to torture Liangzi.

..........

You can't take the first sip of this wine.

As long as you don't drink from the first sip, you won't get much.

But once you take the first sip, there's no such thing as drinking less, especially for young men in their early twenties.

Beer is just water; once you're done urinating, you can continue.

(How many beers can you drink at twenty years old, my friends? I can only drink four before I'm passed out. Tell us your numbers in the comments section, and don't brag, hehe.)

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When Xie Jin woke up, she was in her dormitory. The room smelled terrible, and there were many beer cans on the floor.

I looked up at my watch; it was 9:30. Luckily, it wasn't too late.

Seven people slept in the four-person room. Jia Nailiang and a junior brother were on the floor. There was a note stuck to Lao Jia's face. Zhang Lu was slumped on a stool.

Luo Jin and Zhu Yawen were on the same bed, their heads facing each other, hugging each other tightly, seemingly unbothered by the smell.

He must be having a wet dream. Old Zhu was laughing quite smugly, holding Luo Jin's big feet and talking in his sleep: "Hehe... baby, give me a kiss, I'll just give you a kiss, I won't do anything else, why does your mouth taste so sour?"

Take a picture.....

I'll eat you for the rest of my life if I see this picture...

........

Hearing the noise, Lu Fangsheng slowly woke up: "God of Wine, you're awake? Do you remember how Lu Zi and I brought you back?"

"Huh? Don't scare me..."

Lu Fangsheng gave a few forced laughs, his eyes filled with deep resentment.

"You guys were amazing last night... In the middle of the night... five or six of you holding hands, spinning around and dancing with your dog under the streetlights, insisting on bringing the dog into the entertainment industry."

"Jia Nailiang even lectured the dog on the school motto, emphasizing respect for teachers and the passing down of knowledge, and forbade it from playing with the dogs near the Central Academy of Drama."

"You said you wanted to sign Big Yellow, to let it enjoy the spotlight."

.......

Xie Jin's mind went blank for a moment, and she forced a laugh: "Don't talk nonsense, Fang Sheng, could we be that kind of people?"

Lu Fangsheng remained expressionless and silent, then pulled back the covers, and a furry dog's head popped out...

???

Σ(°ロ°)! ! !

How the hell did you sleep with Inu-chan all night?!

"Surprised? Unexpected? Don't be surprised that you insisted on bringing it back."

How much did I drink? And I even packed some to take home?

The puppy's paw stepped over Jia Nailiang, making him groan.

It very obediently brought Xie Jin her slippers and sat in front of her, wagging its tail and waiting for praise.

Fuck

So cute, this dog was a great find...

"Hey, no one else saw it, right?"

"No, there's no one in the alley by 3 PM. I even put a plastic bag over your face, don't worry."

"Reliable"

Xie Jin was a little nervous, wondering if she had said something inappropriate while drunk: "I didn't say anything I shouldn't have, did I?"

Fang Sheng shook his head: "No, it's just that you insisted you could tell fortunes. You said that Senior Brother Jia is cursed by a woman with the surname Li, and that he shouldn't do rap, because rap will block his luck."

"Let him work hard to benefit his family."

"Old Jia even said that you became famous so quickly because you must have some kind of supernatural ability to see things, and he wanted to get your words tattooed on your body."

There's absolutely no need for that...

Xie Jin breathed a sigh of relief...

It's alright, not a big deal, it's even a good deed...

wrong!

If Lao Jia hadn't had his hair done, would the misfortune have befallen someone else?

Big Black Bull? Pu BJ? Han G?

Oh no, this is terrible... I hope we don't end up with a situation like, "ZG has street dance, who's your favorite?"

Or 【Run, Little Deer!】

Fang Sheng leaned closer: "Old Xie, can you do my fortune telling? I believe in this stuff a little."

"You don't need to calculate; just stick to the Japanese captain track. God gave you this face to make a living as a refined scoundrel, a refined beast, and a domestic violence beast."

"Absolutely! You'll never have to worry about acting roles, and your money will be a sure thing."

"Is that a compliment...? Alright, Xie Sang."

Xie Jin glanced around: "By the way, where's Da Chun?"

"Da Chun is fine, he just fell into the well."

......

......

"Did you drop what?"

"Fell into the well"

Xie Jin pinched himself. Am I still drunk? How is this so surreal?

Sophomores? Did you fall into a well?

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Some idiot moved the manhole cover. The well is really shallow. My junior brother took him to the hospital."

Xie Jin's heart tightened: "Did you fall and hurt yourself?"

"No, Red Coral must have had some unclean food again. He got gastroenteritis. The kid had diarrhea five times in the hospital last night and was completely exhausted. Luckily, he didn't go back to the dorm, or there would be XX all over the floor now."

Okay, stop talking, I'm about to bleed.

.........

The livestock inside were all asleep, so they were already late for morning lessons.

Fortunately, it was Monday, and the Marxist philosophy teacher was relatively kind in the morning.

Usually around 11:30, they will subtly remind everyone about the roll call, encouraging everyone to invite their friends and family.

If she forgets to take attendance, just talk to her nicely and say a few kind words, and she'll usually mark the absence as missed. She's very nice.

.......

Xie Jin picked up the digital watch on the table and set an alarm for an hour and a half to remind her adopted sons not to be late.

Fang Sheng and his companion forced Old Jia and his junior brother, who were on the ground, onto their bed to sleep.

There was no bathroom in the dormitory, so Fang Sheng and Xie Jin went to the washroom and splashed two basins of water to wash off the stench.

I was about to go downstairs to get some breakfast; I'd been drinking all night and my stomach was really upset.

........

........

The two entered the cafeteria, which wasn't crowded yet, and many students looked over to scrutinize Xie Jin.

His eyes held a mixture of curiosity and restraint, a hint of envy but mostly a sense of unfamiliarity and distance.

Although they were all classmates, Xie Jin had actually fallen far behind her fellow students.

One side consists of students who are still in school and have not yet truly entered the industry.

The other one is already a seasoned veteran in the music and film industries.

........

The two of them got a bowl of hot wontons, added extra pepper, and found a corner.

"Old Xie is staring at you, you're so famous now?"

Xie Jin took a sip of wonton soup. The wonton soup after drinking was like a delicacy; one bite made her feel like her soul had returned. "Fang Sheng, they're not looking at me and Hong because of anything else, it's mainly because your pants weren't zipped up."

Fang Sheng lowered his head: "Pah! You scoundrel, you tricked me again. Hey Lao Xie... is your new drama about to start filming? I..."

Xie Jin waved her hand to interrupt Lu Sang.

A wave of the hand doesn't mean rejection, but rather that there's no need to say anything more.

"No need to say anything, I know. Why be so polite when we're family? There's a role that would suit you perfectly."

Fang Sheng looked pleased: "Is he the kind of social elite, the highly educated type? I'd actually be quite suitable."

"Yeah, that's true, but on the other hand, he's a pervert, the kind who likes to steal from KUI."

屮

The two were slurping wontons with their heads down, the light in front of them blocked, and what they saw in front of them were two slender, fair waists.

When Xie Jin looked up, Ma Su and Wang Luodan were standing in front of him with their arms around each other's shoulders.

The upward angle is quite impactful.

Hmm, Old Wang's A-level skills are indeed lacking.

Ma Su's self-proclaimed 38D seems a bit exaggerated... she probably only looks like a 34.

Xie Jin thought of last night, when Brother Liang was forced to drink the liquid by having his head pressed down, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Senior, I'm allergic to alcohol."

Ma Su blushed: "What do you mean? Senior sister is so gentle and lovely, you make her sound like a drunkard."

Gentle and charming? So pitiful?

These eight words caused Lu Fangsheng to choke on the cilantro and choke on it.

"Cough! Cough cough! Cough"

Yesterday I felt like you could eat someone alive...

Ma Su glared at him and said, "Xiao Fangsheng, if you can't handle life, then get out. Why don't you just cough yourself to death?"

Fang Sheng immediately lowered his head to eat, and said softly, "I cough because I think what my senior sister said is right. My senior sister is kind and gentle, like water."

Wang Luodan tucked a strand of short hair behind her ear and blinked her eyes: "Junior brother, tell me honestly, did your senior sister not make you drink alcohol yesterday?"

"Um"

"Since your senior sisters feel sorry for you, shouldn't you also feel sorry for them?"

"Hmm...that depends on the situation. I've always had a Yin deficiency..."

Wang Luodan rolled her eyes: "Pah! I don't need you to quench my thirst. If you have a role in your new drama, even a small one will do. Remember your senior sister, okay?"

"That's easy to handle."

Seeing their junior brother relent, the two snorted, blinked, and left.

Today I witnessed the eighth miracle; it's the first time I've seen the two of you so feminine.

Lu Fangsheng was truly speechless. This was a bit frightening, like those Tibetan bears in the snowy areas that wear hats to disguise themselves as humans...

Old Lu looked at Xie Jin earnestly: "Old Xie, being a director is great, you have to do it. Even steel bars have their soft moments."

"Pah, an illusion. To be honest, they might not even have the femininity of someone with four legs. Old Lu, why are you spouting such perverted nonsense?"

You haven't seen my more twisted side yet.