Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Zhu Yiwen didn't rush to respond to Jiang Bei's comment about him being a "real star." Instead, he first glanced around the private room.

Four female escorts were sitting on the sofa, their big eyes blinking as they looked this way.

Zhu Yiwen coughed lightly:

"We need to talk about something. You can leave now."

"We'll call you again if needed."

The four women immediately showed expressions of disappointment.

It's rare to run into two such handsome guests; they haven't even had a chance to make their move yet.

Before leaving, Xiao Nai winked at Jiang Bei:

"Handsome, don't forget about us!"

Xiaoxue waved her hand again:

"Be sure to call us when you're done!"

The four of them left the house, looking back every few steps.

The private room finally quieted down.

Zhu Yiwen then took out his phone and made a call.

"Come on up."

"He's a fairly reliable person."

He hung up after saying that.

Jiang Bei blinked, his mind racing for a moment before he finally realized what was happening.

Good guy!

It turns out I wasn't the only one trying to avoid scammers.

The other team is also on guard against us!

They even sent a vanguard general to scout the location!

The little fairy with the tooth-shaped hair is more cunning than lotus root eyes.

Zhu Yiwen put his phone back in his pocket, glanced at the foreign liquor and red wine on the table, then looked at the four empty seats, and a smile slowly crept onto his face.

"brother."

"sure."

He gave a thumbs up.

"Order four at once."

"That's intense, can your body handle it?"

Jiang Bei's face flushed red instantly, from the base of his neck to the tips of his ears, like a boiled shrimp.

"I want to say..."

"I only called a security guard, do you believe me?"

Zhu Yiwen just opened a bottle of beer and took a swig.

"puff--"

I almost spat out the whole bottle of wine.

He clutched his stomach, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.

"Hahahaha..."

"security guard?"

"Does your security guard wear stockings and high heels?"

Jiang Bei's lips twitched.

It’s over.

This matter is difficult to explain.

He could even imagine it.

Tonight's group announcement:

[Shocking! Lao Liu's first offline reunion, he ordered four in one go!]

From today onwards, this little mess of mine will probably be talked about in the entertainment industry for over a decade, becoming an eternal legend.

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open again.

The room suddenly fell silent.

A figure slowly walked in.

She wore a white long dress, was tall and slender, and wore a baseball cap pulled low, with sunglasses covering half of her face.

Even so, that clean and refined demeanor was still out of place with the bright lights and bustling atmosphere of the private room, like a drop of clear spring water falling into a dye vat.

Zhu Yiwen stood up.

Jiang Bei also subconsciously looked over.

The woman entered the private room, closed the door behind her, then took off her sunglasses and gently removed her hat, letting her long, black hair fall down.

Jiang Bei was taken aback at first.

It wasn't because of that face that appeared on screen countless times in later generations.

It was because of her long hair.

Her hair was uneven, as if someone had casually trimmed it with scissors. The lengths were slightly different, but when placed next to her extremely delicate facial features, it didn't look out of place at all. Instead, it added a touch of clumsy yet genuine cuteness.

A thought subconsciously popped into Jiang Bei's mind:

—You really did cut it yourself.

next second.

That face, so familiar it couldn't be more so, came into full view.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Jiang Bei froze on the spot.

Only one sentence remained in my mind.

Holy crap, it really is her.

In his previous life, he worked in television for over a decade.

I've met quite a few celebrities.

I've been to many film premieres, award ceremonies, and variety show recordings.

But he has never encountered someone of Liu Yifei's caliber.

When there are occasional event invitations, the station's leaders hold a coordination meeting half a day in advance, and all staff members are present to receive the guests.

And now, the real person is standing right in front of me, less than three meters away.

Jiang Bei swallowed hard; his first reaction wasn't one of amazement or excitement.

Instead, a thought suddenly exploded in my mind:

Holy crap, these scammers... they're actually celebrities!

Then, a second thought popped into my head.

Liu Yifei is real.

Zhu Yiwen is real.

Is Yang Mi's story real?

Is Shu Chang really true?

Is Huang Xiaoming also real?

All those boasts I've been making in the group chat these past few days...

He also accepted 10,000 silver dollars from them.

It also includes Liu Tianxian V50.

He even taught people how to brutally seduce Tang Ren.

He even claimed to be a time traveler...

Jiang Bei's vision went black, and he almost fainted on the spot.

At that moment, he finally realized something.

I didn't join a scam group.

I've... plunged headfirst into the entertainment industry.

Liu Yifei seemed used to seeing other people's rich expressions when they saw her.

She didn't put on any airs of a "top female star" at all; instead, she naturally extended her hand.

"Hello, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Bei reflexively chimed in:

"Liu Tianxian, you know."

"Even if I don't know anyone else in this industry, I have to know you."

He realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking. He reached out his hand, then suddenly pulled it back half an inch, only touching it lightly with his fingertips, as if afraid that if he held it for even a second longer, he would be pulled into something uncontrollable.

Liu Yifei was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Your handshake has a rather... distant feel to it."

Jiang Bei coughed lightly, but didn't dare to linger on the topic for long: "Mainly because I'm afraid of trending on social media."

In short, the atmosphere completely relaxed.

He also muttered something under his breath:

"Toothbrush...that's quite a vivid description."

Liu Yifei's ears turned slightly red, and she glared at him: "You really dare to call me that to my face."

She paused, then added, "Did you actually travel from 2026?"

Upon hearing this, the air in the private room paused slightly.

Jiang Bei's mind immediately went into high alert.

—They've arrived.

He immediately switched back to "social safety mode," scratched his head, and laughed casually, like a complete idiot.

"It's just a meme, something people are talking about online."

"My real name is Jiang Bei, just an ordinary person."

He paused, then added a self-deprecating remark:

"He belongs to the type of person who is a keyboard warrior online but a corporate slave in real life."

Liu Yifei laughed at the words "meme," "keyboard warrior," and "office slave," her eyes showing a hint of curiosity.

"You use a lot of words."

"It's quite different from our circle."

Jiang Bei shrugged: "My social circle is rather chaotic."

In short, he shifted his image from "dangerous person" to "ordinary person with a sense of humor".

The atmosphere finally settled down.

The three of them then finally sat down.

Zhu Yiwen casually opened two bottles of water and handed Jiang Bei a bottle of beer, his actions so relaxed that it seemed as if he had tacitly agreed to some kind of temporary alliance.

The wine bottles clinked lightly.

"Once we get to know each other, we're brothers."

Jiang Bei took a sip, but his mind was still racing.

He knew very well—

This wasn't a dinner party; it was an interview, a test.

The next second, he immediately brought the pace back:

"Let's get down to business."

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

Liu Yifei didn't rush to respond. Instead, she rummaged through a stack of manuscript papers in her bag, flipped through a few pages, pulled out one sheet, and handed it to Jiang Bei:

"Did you write this song?"

Jiang Bei took it and saw that it was a melody fragment from one of the ringtones he had previously uploaded.

The Brightest Star in the Night Sky.

It is also the opening theme song for "Hannah Montana".

He froze for a moment.

I thought they would talk about the script first, but the first step was to talk about the "song".

He nodded: "Yes, I wrote it."

The answer was straightforward, without any explanation or unnecessary embellishment.

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up slightly:

"Do you have the complete sheet music?"

"Or... could you sing it live?"

As soon as those words were spoken, Jiang Bei understood instantly.

This isn't casual conversation; it's an inspection.

He then realized that the other person wasn't there to listen to his boasting, but to confirm something—

Does this "suddenly appearing person from the future" actually have anything real?

Without any hesitation, Jiang Bei got up, walked to the small stage on the side of the private room, picked up the guitar in the corner, sat down, tuned it, and tested the sound.

The movements were smooth and without hesitation.

It's as if they've long been accustomed to proving themselves in an environment where they're "being scrutinized."

The moment the lights came off, he transformed from a negotiating table into a performance stage.

The atmosphere in the private room also quieted down.