Upon leaving the TV station, Uncle Kang finally let his tense heart relax.
"Haha, Miss, with so many fans surrounding the TV station, such a scene is rare indeed. Even when that international superstar visited us here, they didn’t have such appeal!"
Ying’er, too, was beaming with joy. She had always worked hard, but she had been lingering among the four "little flowers" of the industry. Though her status in the country wasn’t low, to many, they were still seen as just pretty faces. There were many fans, but also many haters. The source of this content ɪs novelFɪre.net
However, tonight’s situation had completely lifted her out of the "vase" actress title. Not only did her fan base explode, but her popularity would also reach unprecedented heights. The most important thing was that she now had her real representative work and would become a true actress of substance, which was what made her most gratified!
"Su Yang, thank you!" Ying’er said sincerely.
"I’ve told you, it’s an investment, no need to be polite!" Su Yang laughed.
"I’m talking about the song!" Ying’er looked at Su Yang with her beautiful, tearful big eyes and softly said, "If it weren’t for this song, even if I could clear those issues, I wouldn’t have reached such heights. Or rather, I might never have achieved them in my lifetime!"
"You needn’t thank me for the song either!" Su Yang laughed: "I can’t even sing, I only composed the music. The lyrics were written by Miss Ye, and the piano was played by Miss Yue. Without your performance, this song would just be me humming it to myself. It’s because you sang it that it could be spread wide!"
Ying’er also smiled, knowing very well that with such a good song, if Su Yang was willing, there would be people scrambling to sing it. Even top-tier stars would fight fiercely for such an opportunity.
It could be said that with this song, Su Yang could have traded for an absolute position in the entertainment industry, as well as wealth and beauties, all within easy reach.
But Su Yang did not do that and instead gave the song to her. Moreover, he had helped her out of a tough situation, for which she was truly grateful.
All things considered, Su Yang had helped her a lot. From bringing back the Red Fire Ginseng from the south for her grandfather’s life to this recent issue. If it weren’t for Su Yang, she really wouldn’t have known what to do.
Yet she hadn’t been able to do anything for Su Yang, which made Ying’er feel somewhat guilty.
However, Su Yang was looking out of the window, and when they passed by a night market stall, he suddenly said, "Uncle Kang, stop here."
Uncle Kang pulled over, and Ying’er curiously asked, "Su Yang, what’s wrong?"
"Are you hungry?" Su Yang smiled.
"Me?" Ying’er blushed slightly: "Now that you mention it, I actually am a bit hungry. I didn’t eat much in the afternoon."
"Let’s go, my treat," Su Yang smiled.
Ying’er laughed, "Alright, but I’ll be the one treating you, as my celebration feast!"
Su Yang smiled faintly and nodded. It was indeed rare for a rich girl like Ying’er to eat at such a night market stall. But this was also why Su Yang considered her a friend.
The night market stall wasn’t very busy, with only a few scattered groups of customers.
Their arrival immediately drew the attention of everyone around.
Ying’er, in her purple dress and fair skin, stood out even more under the lights. Although she wore a mask that covered half of her face, the visible half could still be described as stunningly beautiful.
The night market nearby was mostly frequented by burly men who were skewering and drinking beer and a table of gangster-like figures, accompanied by a few rowdy girls, yelling and drinking loudly.
The sudden appearance of Su Yang and his group even made these gangsters freeze, their gaze all fixed on Ying’er.
"Boss, thirty skewers of lamb, a plate of stir-fried snails. Four secret recipe braised eggs, half a pound of sliced meat, and remember to add vinegar!" Su Yang called out loudly.
"Alrighty!" The vendor hollered back and began to prepare the order.
Looking at how familiar Su Yang was with the place, Ying’er asked in surprise, "Su Yang, have you been here before?"
"Nope!" Su Yang replied.
"Then how come you’re so familiar with this place?" Ying’er asked.
"This is what my former captain told me about," Su Yang said with a smile. "My captain is from Pingbei Province, and what he talked about the most was their night market stalls in Pingbei. Stir-fried snails, secret recipe braised eggs, sliced meat, lamb skewers—he could go on about them several times a day, and I remembered it all!"
Ying’er suddenly realized, "No wonder, I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to eat. Were you thinking about your captain?"
Su Yang sighed quietly. After demobilization, how many soldiers don’t miss their comrades?
Last time he was in Zhongchang City and met with the first generation Blood Wolf King, he deeply missed the captain who had led him. That old soldier, who had saved him from the battlefield at the cost of a leg, was a person Su Yang would respect forever!
In a soft voice, Ying’er consoled, "It’s okay, if you really miss him, you can go back and visit him."
"I don’t even know where he is now, I hope I can find him!" Su Yang said softly.
"You will definitely find him!" Ying’er nodded vigorously.
At this moment, the vendor brought over the four secret recipe braised eggs and a plate of sliced meat.
"The stir-fried snails will be just a moment longer; the lamb skewers are still on the grill. You guys start eating!" the vendor said with a smile.
"Thanks!" Su Yang nodded, took a taste with his chopsticks, and couldn’t help but remark, "The captain was right; this is really delicious!"
"Is it?" Ying’er picked up a piece, pulled her face mask down slightly, and sneaked it into her mouth to chew slowly.
All the customers around were staring at Ying’er now, waiting for her to lift her face mask, curious to see just how beautiful she was.
With only half of it removed, Ying’er had already shocked everyone. Her beauty was unlike anything they had seen before.
However, this also made everyone feel regretful. Such a beautiful woman and they couldn’t see her whole face?
At that moment, a young man from a table of hooligans suddenly stood up. Carrying a bottle of liquor, he walked up to Ying’er with a grin, "Beauty, I bet my friends that behind that mask is an extraordinarily beautiful face. They didn’t believe me and insisted that you take it off to prove it. How about you help me out?"
As he spoke, the young man even winked at Ying’er, as if he was trying to flirt with her.
Indeed, the young man had the looks of a Little White Face; however, his flashy dress made him quite unappealing.
Ying’er frowned, turned her head away, and completely ignored him.
The young man froze. He was famously known as a ladies’ man among his friends. Upon seeing Ying’er, he had determined to win her over. This strategy had never failed him before; why wasn’t it working now?
"Beauty, why keep someone at arm’s length ?" The young man leaned over, propping himself on the table with one hand and reaching out to stroke Ying’er’s hair with the other, and said with a smile, "I’ve got the liquor, you’ve got the looks—let’s be proactive and make some stories happen!"