MyGO? The string value monster craves the band girl!

"That's right. I kind of miss being able to listen to Aine-san talk about troubles that aren't so tangled and heavy."

This kind of worry of a young girl makes Aine seem a little too normal.

She has two doting parents, and she doesn't feel inferior to her talented sisters who constantly put her under pressure. Her family isn't wealthy, but they have a good income and are happy. She has long been the much-admired favorite of the group, and she's both a top student and a highly skilled athlete...

Before the Dunkirk evacuation, Aine's life was so smooth. Whether in Japan, the Western powers, or the Eastern powers, she was destined to be the spotlight type of character that attracted the attention of the whole school.

Compared to the other girls whose lives were distorted by Dark Xiangzi, Aiyin's troubles are so refreshing.

“Hmm… I understand Aine-san’s worries, but… as expected, if you were to compete with others on a variety show about your dark history, you wouldn’t even be able to attract votes.”

Aiyin crossed her arms and stared at Xianjuan Wei angrily without saying a word, waiting for what other nonsense he would say next.

"As long as Aine-san has a plausible reason to confront anyone, then there's nothing to be afraid of in Tokyo, right?"

Genmaki Yui took out her cell phone and started looking through the address book, then asked Aine.

"That may be the case...but I don't have any convincing reasons to explain to my classmates, and I don't want to make up excuses to deceive everyone." Aine's tone was full of powerlessness and loss.

Eh!

Xian Juanwei stretched out his hand and pointed toward the ceiling.

“It’s simple, then just make Aine-san’s wish come true!”

"For example, work reasons, inheriting a multi-million family fortune, etc..."

Aine was almost losing her mind because of this man who seemed to be able to constantly switch between the dark and the bright corners, the heir to the consortium who seemed to have a final say when he asked her to come for coffee on Line, but after chatting for a while, he turned into a weird and funny cartoon character.

“No, no, no, my family doesn’t have much property…” Aine raised her hands on the table and surrendered.

"Oh, then it's for work reasons!" Xianjuanyi looked as if he understood and nodded.

Aine looked at Yui Genmaki, who was typing away at something, and after a long effort to clear her mind, she finally decided to give in to her ever-present curiosity about the young masters and young ladies of the chaebols. She nervously tried to test the waters:

"Xianjuan-san asked me all about my past but didn't tell me anything. He's not like a friend at all. It's really unfair."

Genmaki Yui raised her eyes and looked at Aine teasingly. Seeing that she was trying hard to keep a flawless expression, she smiled generously and explained:

"As for me, there's no particular reason for coming back from London. It has nothing to do with family or work. I simply don't miss it."

"Eh?"

Aiyin blinked with a stern face, seemingly unable to react to Genmaki Yui's casual description.

Simply don't miss it anymore?

Could it be such a... non-serious reason?

"Oh, I haven't told Aine yet, but I'm actually going to London to study for my master's degree. I didn't start school during the normal school term, but I had already finished my undergraduate courses, so I went there directly."

"Master's degree? Then this year..." Aine asked subconsciously before suddenly stopping herself. Although it's not right to ask a lady's age, some men also care about it.

Xianjuan Wei looked at Aiyin's apologetic expression and explained nonchalantly:

"My birthday is August 8, 2002, and I'm still a few months away from turning 18."

"He started studying for a master's degree at the age of 17... He is really talented. No wonder Mr. Genmaki didn't encounter any difficulties with the language barrier." Aine rubbed her belt lightly with one hand, saying a little disappointedly.

"Aine, you don't think I'm one of those guys in the comics who speaks eight languages, do you?"

“Well, it’s not that exaggerated…” Aine waved her hand, “But Genmaki-san’s language talent is definitely much better than mine…”

Xianjuan Wei stopped typing on her phone and shook her head.

"Actually, I only know Chinese, Japanese, and English, and my spoken English isn't very good either... I'll have a translator if it's really necessary."

"The more you pay attention to language barriers, the easier it is to feel. If you're just going there for tourism, it won't matter at all."

"After that classmate left, we all spoke Chinese privately in our group when the professor was away. There was even an entire class in the undergraduate department where the professor taught in Chinese."

However, Aine didn’t find much comfort in this. Even though her English was not good, she couldn’t speak Chinese either! There was no difference in essence!

"The reason why Xianjuan suddenly lost interest in his studies is..."

"Oh, that professor's annoying personality doesn't quite match the awards he's won. Every time we meet, he tries to sell us his theories, hoping we'll invest in his projects. He even tries to convince me to choose a company large enough to implement the management methods he proposed in his paper."

Xian Juanwei made a gesture of wiping his neck.

“I’ve never been happy in graduate school.

“So I quit my tutor and came back to take a gap year.”

"But sooner or later I'll probably go back and write a paper and take graduation photos to officially put an end to my student life."

Because I don’t get along with the professor, I just took a leave of absence. I will go back to study for a master’s degree when I feel like it.

Aine felt that at this moment she had finally found someone whose reason for being a deserter from England was even more abstract than her own.

And at least she continued to study seriously after returning to Tokyo. But the person in front of me didn't continue studying at all, right?

"As for Genjumaki-san... well, you really don't need a certificate to prove yourself."

Aine once again realized that even deserters have their own strengths and weaknesses.

"Yeah, what Aine-san said is true. After all, my family also has a seat on their board of directors. If you don't have any expectations of my abilities, just give me a degree certificate..."

He lowered his head and typed on his phone for a while, then stretched out his forepaw and tapped the table lightly, making a "click" sound.

"Alright!" Xian Juanwei raised his cell phone, looking like he had accomplished something.

“…What’s up?” Aine found herself unable to keep up with the other person’s pace once again.

"Aine-san, do you have a favorite movie genre? Romance, comedy, science fiction? Or any favorite directors? Someone like Notake, Mellon, or Spielberg..."

Xianjuan only reports the name of the dish and generally begins an intention survey.

As soon as he enters the "sales smile" state, his mental state will gradually be assimilated in the direction of the string-winding heart, and because his thoughts drift too fast, he will slide in a direction that ordinary people cannot understand and cannot make any connection with the context.

Aine, unable to follow the other person's train of thought, could only answer in a daze, "As for movies, I'll probably go to the cinema to watch the big productions that are highly discussed..."

After all, she was the girl who was going to be the center of conversation at school. For Aine, the latest blockbuster movies released in theaters were like fashion items. If she didn't keep up with the latest news, she would risk being sidelined and unable to join in the conversation.

A few seconds later, Aine's Line received a link to a verified official account shared by Genmaki Yui.

"United Pictures? Xianjuan-san, this is..."

Aiyin clicked on the account link and found that it was an account of an overseas film company that was involved in both film production and distribution.

"Aine-san, please remember to follow me. I'll probably update you tomorrow night."

"I... click to follow?"

Aine’s mind went blank for a moment, but then she understood something. She pointed at her phone and then at herself in a panic.

"Mr. Xianjuan, the solution you're talking about is... this? Let me act in a movie?"

"Bingo! Aine-san said she was discovered by a director in England and invited back to Japan to act in a film, so she had to transfer back for her studies. Isn't being a movie actor more likely to be envied by her former friends than being an international student in England?"

“But I haven’t studied acting… Well, although I do have some confidence in myself…” Aine subconsciously wanted to refuse this overly enthusiastic help, but at the same time she boasted almost instinctively.

"But, but isn't this causing too much trouble for Genjumaki-san? Although I will study hard if necessary, I would be so sorry to Genjumaki-san if the box office was affected because of me..."

Seeing Aine panicking after being hit on the head by a pie and subconsciously afraid of being puffed up by the pie, Xianjuan Wei imitated Bai Xiang's healing smile:

“It’s okay, Aine-san. It’s just a movie that’s just been planned. There’s no need for Aine-san to do anything in the short term.”

"But putting Aine-san's name in the cast list can also solve the troubles she faces and give her the opportunity to openly explain her reason for returning to Tokyo to anyone. For me, why not do it?"

"The investment in the film won't be too much or too little. At least it should be a figure that will make people who know Aine feel that it's worth it for Aine to transfer back to England for the opportunity to act in the film."

“It’s just adding my name to the cast list. It costs me nothing at all, so don’t worry about causing me any trouble, Aine-san. It’s just a small favor between friends.”

Just a small favor...

There is no cost at all...

Aiyin, who was originally afraid that she would cause financial losses to Xianjuan Wei, finally put her worries aside after hearing this.

It seems that at most he will just be a passerby character who shows up a few times. At least it will be a medium-sized movie and a role of no more than a medium-sized one... In this way... even if I run into my former classmates on the street, I won't have to worry about anything, right?

That's great. Although I still owe someone a favor, at least I won't suffer any financial losses that I can't make up for in my lifetime, nor will I have to work for someone else for the rest of my life or feel guilty for the other person's exemption...

"Thank you very much, Genmaki-san! Um...if there's anything I can help you with in the future, I will definitely do my best to help you!"

Aine stood up from her chair and bowed in thanks, the closest thing she had ever come to Shoko's courtesy in her life.

"Aine-san." Genmaki Wei supported his face and looked at Aine.

"Ok!"

Xianjuan Wei smiled, stretched out his fingers, pushed up the muscles of his cheeks, and demonstrated a smile.

"This is called a half-sugar smile. Be sure to practice smiling well when you get home. You'll need to take the final photos later."

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"Aine-san, please leave me your address later. Someone from the legal department will come to sign the contract with you before noon tomorrow. If necessary, please have your family contact the lawyer in charge of reviewing the contract as soon as possible."

"I don't have enough money today, so I'll have to trouble Aine-san to pay the bill."

After saying that, in front of Aine's astonished eyes, Genmaki Wei simply stood up and left, leaving behind the half-finished cup of mocha.

A few seconds after the sound of Yui Genmaki closing the door rang out, Aine finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah... you're already bribing the investors before you even get paid..."

Carefully taking another sip of the now slightly cooled mocha in front of her, Aiyin couldn't help but use her phone to search for the relevant information about "United Film and Television" that Xianjuan Wei had sent her: they had undertaken the introduction and distribution of many large foreign films, but they themselves seemed to have never made any films with particularly high box office or high quality. They looked like the kind of local tyrant who relied on the domestic market to reap the tolls - they wouldn't give people too many surprises, but at least they were stable in their specialized fields and were not likely to produce unexpectedly bad work.

Aine held the phone in her hand and closed her eyes. This time, she was truly starting over again... Let my true experiences during this time in London become a secret between the two of us, outside of my family...

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Chapter 54 Are you having a party or not? (Blade Extra 2/2)

The film and television companies under the Xianjuan family have a huge reserve of contracts, and Xianjuan Wei asked someone to prepare a standard contract for Aiyin that is commonly used in the industry.

Ren Aiyin's family and lawyer couldn't find any problems no matter how hard they looked, and in fact, there really was no problem.

Sitting in the car heading to the Genmaki family manor, Genmaki Wei's cell phone vibrated. When he opened it, he saw that the message was from Toyokawa Shoko.

"Mr. Xianjuan, is there something wrong with the arrangement of the furniture in the room? Why are the master bedrooms in all the rooms like this after we looked at several room types?"

Xian Juanwei saw that the little Easter egg he had left behind was discovered, he laughed and replied:

"What's wrong?"

On the other side, Xiangzi, who was choosing a shared apartment with Ruoye Mu and Chuhua, blushed when he saw the message, and his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

You still have the nerve to ask what's the problem?

If it is not a deliberate arrangement, why is there a 4*4 meter bed in the master bedroom of each room type?

Xiangzi looked at the AR distance measurement results on her mobile phone and was absolutely sure that the oddly sized square bed that was consistently refreshed in the master bedroom of every room type she had seen was definitely moved in later.

Xiangzi took a screenshot of the real-time distance measurement results on his mobile phone and sent it to Xianjuanwei.

"Don't you think this bed is a bit too big?"

The other party's response made her even more angry: "Don't you have a bed this big at Xiangzi's house? The people from the furniture company recommended this type of bed to me and said it was technologically mature and stable, and had received praise from many successful people."

Even though Toyokawa Shoko's bed in the old house was a little bigger than that of an ordinary family, it was not so outrageous as to be completely useless!

"Although Xianjuan-kun's intentions are good, I'm afraid any employee would find it difficult to sleep in the master bedroom bed. It would also easily cause psychological imbalance among the other roommates, affecting relationships with colleagues, right?"

Xianjuan Wei quickly sent a reply praising her wisdom.

"Xiangzi is right. The only master bedroom is indeed unsuitable for anyone to sleep in. That's why the staff rooms are all arranged to have private rooms in the second bedroom. If someone wants to sleep in the master bedroom and their roommates don't object, that's fine."

"The master bedroom is reserved for team building."

"Last time, after Kasumi and her friends went to Guam for a music festival, they came back and complained that the two single beds in the hotel were too crowded for their pajama party. They felt uncomfortable after cramming in all night."

"So, in order to make it easier to entertain everyone and meet the needs of pajama parties in the future, I have replaced the beds with this size if the room conditions allow."

"A 4*4 meter square bed, so you can sleep on it however you want."

What's with the "Kasumi-chan and the others went to the Guam Music Festival" thing...

Pajama party?

Toyokawa Shoko really wanted to ask, "Do you want to have a party or not?"

Feeling exhausted, Xiangzi exited the chat interface, not wanting to listen to the man she had known since childhood would have intermittent magical brain circuits express such out-of-touch theology.

At this moment, Xiangzi felt his sleeve being gently tugged. He turned around and found that it was Xiaomu who was wearing the dark blue plaid dress and was smiling at him.