"Then you should ask about the closest distance."

A flurry of attacks and defenses, a dazzling display of skill.

Jiang Xinhai, as expected of a veteran star, gave a flawless answer.

Xiao Chuchu continued, "After you two collaborated on 'Summer Wind' and 'Hill,' did your relationship heat up? Have you reconciled?"

"It has nothing to do with you. But I can tell you that our feelings for each other never cooled down, not even after we broke up."

After flipping through a few pages of her notebook, Xiao Chuchu said seriously:

"Just now I summarized all of Ms. Jiang Xinhai's statements about Zhichi so far, and then I summarized Zhichi and your past. May I state them? You can correct me at any time if I say anything wrong."

"This is your questioning time; you can ask as many questions as you like." Jiang Xinhai's expression remained unchanged.

"You became famous at a young age, while a village boy is just a stone's throw away."

"He declared he would pursue you when you were a teenager, and when you were 18, he found you and started writing songs for you."

"After he used you to become famous overnight, the two of you were almost inseparable and lived together for three years."

"Three years later, you broke up, and he disappeared without a trace. You, on the other hand, still kept your promise never to sing other people's songs and never released a new song again."

"During this period, he was suspected of having a new girlfriend."

Xiao Chuchu put down her notebook: "I'm done talking."

He finished speaking, but the echoes of his words lingered.

If we judge by actions rather than intentions, and only look at the corner of the truth that has been revealed so far, Zhichi is simply too despicable.

Viewers who were watching the press conference live were immediately outraged:

"Verification complete: The story of a rural phoenix man's struggle, writing songs to deceive young girls and dangle their hearts, only to be fooled in the heart."

"Indeed, it feels like she used Xin Hai to get ahead, and then broke up with him after she got ahead."

“Xin Hai really sacrificed so much for him. Given the conditions of that dilapidated house in Zhi Chi, he should be working in a factory now.”

"And I even like his songs. We're not even close. I really don't know what Xinhai sees in him."

……

Qin Yunchu looked at Jiang Xinhai with some concern.

She wasn't very clear about the past between Jiang Xinhai and Chen Ya.

However, judging from Liu Ruyan's experience, the on-again, off-again relationship between Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai is definitely not what the comments imagined, just a story of a man from a humble background rising to power.

There must be a deep and complex story between the two of them that spans the years.

Jiang Xinhai looked at Xiao Chuchu calmly before saying:

"If we only extract the ending of the story, it is indeed as you said. But the truth is completely different."

Xiao Chuchu asked, "What's the difference?"

“A very basic mistake,” Jiang Xinhai said. “Although he does say every day that there aren’t many people in this world who are good enough for him, and that I’m the only one who can match him, I was the one who confessed first.”

"It wasn't him who pursued me, it was me who pursued him."

"Moreover, he was my first love."

After saying that, Jiang Xinhai playfully stuck out his tongue.

Xiao Chuchu was speechless. The reporters were speechless. The online comments section was speechless.

They then realized that everyone had assumed they were mistaken about a fact.

After all, in their eyes, a girl as beautiful as Jiang Xinhai would never take the initiative to confess her feelings.

However, they all overlooked one fact: even Jiang Xinhai was only 18 years old at the time.

When Chen Ya was 18, he and Jiang Xinhai met for the first time on the campus of Binhai University, where cherry blossoms were in full bloom and tourists were everywhere.

Their first conversation didn't go very well.

“You have a fairy living in your throat, do you know that?” Chen Ya said, staring at her. This was the first thing he said to her the moment they met.

“I don’t know,” Jiang Xinhai said, “and I find this kind of statement terrifying.”

This was her first sentence to Chen Ya, and also her first impression—

A social terrorist.

Chapter 119 Little Heavenly Maiden

At 16, most people were still in high school. They would cover their textbooks with plastic wrap of various colors, whisper among themselves when the teacher wasn't looking, pull the braids of the student in front of them, and steal their mothers' lipsticks.

Jiang Xinhai, who was 16 years old, was filming a movie.

At 16, she dressed casually and didn't wear makeup when filming. This was because she had been beautiful since childhood, a confidence cultivated from a young age.

Directors who have won the Golden Phoenix Award will check her homework, and if she wants to chew gum, the director's assistant will run two blocks to buy it for her.

The Best Actor is her supporting actor, and even idol actors of god-like status will try their best to cheer her up when they see her not smiling.

At that time, she was not famous and did not have a strong family background, but she had already become the darling of the film set.

Jiang Xinhai is naturally lovable.

When "The Noble Family" aired, it was a huge hit, drawing massive crowds.

The actors in the crew would smile like flowers every time they talked about Jiang Xinhai.

Everyone is asking, who exactly is this girl?

Jiang Xinhai doesn't actually have any special background.

She's just that kind of angelic girl; her talent is simply being likable.

Moreover, no matter what he does, he does it casually and achieves a level that others can only dream of in their entire lives.

At the press conference for "The Noble Family," the director told hundreds of reporters that Jiang Xinhai is an excellent actor with a bright future and could even walk the red carpet at Cannes.

Then when everyone asked Jiang Xinhai what her dream was, she said:

"I want to become a singer."

That's exactly what she thought.

Although viewers say her acting is natural and unpretentious, she doesn't feel anything special when she's acting; she just does whatever the director tells her to do.

When she sang the ending theme song, she really got into the groove and found singing much more fun than acting.

Whenever someone mentions "The Story of a Noble Family" in front of her and highly praises her acting skills, she will ask, "What do you think of the ending theme song I sang? Was it good?"

Later, while studying at Binhai University, she chose to major in music.

She had a big argument with her mother about this.

Jiang's mother was determined to mold her daughter into a powerful figure who could dominate the entire server, a true prodigy.

In her plan, every step is meticulous and thorough, with an extremely low margin for error.

In her opinion, since she already has the fame from "The Family of Red Powder", she should continue on the path of acting and not lose sight of the bigger picture by going off to sing.

But Jiang Xinhai just loves to sing.

She was seriously preparing for her lifelong singing career and had drawn up a meticulous plan:

She debuted as a singer at 18, became a star at 19, became famous in the music scene at 20, and became a well-known singer at 25.

However, Jiang Xinhai suffered his first setback in his beloved singing career.

All the invitations that came her to act were for her to act in movies, and some even wanted her to play a supporting role in a film.

Not a single person had a sudden inspiration and thought, "Jiang Xinhai sings very well too!"

Jiang Xinhai earnestly declined all invitations and diligently practiced singing every day, waiting for his Yu Boya to appear.

Soon after, Jiang Xinhai's movements attracted almost all the boys in the school.

The path she took from her dormitory to the grove to practice her singing became the road with the highest male population in the entire school.

People waited by the roadside just to catch a glimpse of her from afar.

Jiang Xinhai never even touched a peach blossom; she killed off 80% of the people who came to confess their love with just her eyes.

Another 20% will also develop feelings of inferiority after their attempts to flirt with her fail, and they will never dare to talk to her again, thus being burdened with a lifelong shadow.

……

When Jiang Xinhai was 18, Chen Ya was also 18.

By then, he had already been writing novels for several years.

Before that, he stayed in the mountains, making a fortune at a young age by copying Jin Yong and Gu Long novels. Then he went to the capital's second ring road and bought two houses, spending all his savings in one go.

Then he found a job writing songs for a music company. When he first appeared in front of Jiang Xinhai, he still retained the original flavor he had brought from the mountain village.

He was invited to talk about composition, and he was wearing a black suit. It wasn't until he left the stage that everyone noticed he was wearing sneakers.

As soon as the bell rang, he ran off absentmindedly amidst the snickers of the whole class.

Jiang Xinhai skipped class halfway through.

He searched everywhere at Binhai University, asking more than fifty people before finally finding the grove where Jiang Xinhai practiced her singing. He leaned against a tree next to her, panting heavily.

Jiang Xinhai looked at him with suspicion and was considering whether to change locations when Chen Ya spoke up.

"You have a fairy living in your throat, do you know that?"

“I don’t know,” Jiang Xinhai said, “and I find this kind of statement terrifying.”

“My name is Chen Ya, and as a musician, my pen name is Zhichi,” Chen Ya extended his hand to her. “Hello.”

"Hello."

Jiang Xinhai extended his hand and gave him a light handshake.

Following the rules of ladylike conduct, she only left him half a finger, showing great restraint.

Then she touched the sweat on Chen Ya's hands—because in this season of cherry blossoms, he ran 5 kilometers at Binhai University wearing a brand-name black suit that he had bought with his entire savings of 3000 yuan.

Jiang Xinhai casually wiped the sweat from Chen Ya's hands on his buttocks, trying to appear unconcerned.

Chen Ya pulled an album out from somewhere in his clothes and showed it to her:

"I already introduced myself in class just now. You might have been daydreaming and didn't listen, and you even skipped class afterwards. Do you see this album? 'Forgetful Water,' 'Too Softhearted,' and this 'Sad Pacific Ocean,' I wrote them all. You should have heard them, right?"

"I've heard of it, but I don't like it," Jiang Xinhai answered honestly.

"..."

These songs were already incredibly popular back then, the kind that were played everywhere, you could hear them on any channel. Otherwise, Binhai University wouldn't have invited him to give a lecture.

Jiang Xinhai had naturally heard these songs as well.

However, Jiang Xinhai didn't like it.

She thought these songs were all corny. She wanted to be a female singer like Celine Dion.

Jiang Xinhai said to Chen Ya in a slightly threatening tone:

"I did skip class, but so what? I've already skipped it, so even if you have a problem with it, there's nothing you can do about it. I don't actually have a problem with the class you taught, I just think it's a bit of a waste of time. I skip other people's classes too, I skip classes all the time, it's not targeting you."

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

Chen Ya paused for a moment, then quickly changed his mind: "I am a great musician, I should have written better songs, do you know why I haven't?"

"why?"

"Because I haven't met the one destined for me yet," Chen Ya said, placing his hand on her shoulder, "and that's you!"

Jiang Xinhai calmly shook his hand off his shoulder and then said:

"Your flirting skills are so roundabout. Can you be more direct? I want to just reject you directly so we can go eat."

"Who hit on you!"

How was Chapter 120, "Encounter," born?

Chen Ya was already getting a little exasperated.

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