"I see that the character Zhou Jingruo is quite a fan favorite. Many netizens have left comments in the discussion area saying they want to see a second part. Hey, you guys probably don’t know, but there are lots of fan fictions about Zhou Jingruo online!"
Qi Han’s eyes were incredibly bright, almost matching the brightness of the grand chandeliers on the ballroom ceiling!
Upon hearing the words "fan fiction," Tang Shu immediately had a bad feeling, the unspeakable frustration of being dominated by CPs in those years sweeping over her.
"Fan fiction about Zhou Jingruo... with whom?"
Don’t tell her it’s with...
"Of course it’s with the female lead Qiuqiu!"
So, sometimes that sixth sense can be pretty accurate.
Tang Shu was already at a loss for words about the current situation, but there were naturally those who cared, Geng Qiuqiu’s eyes rivaling that of gossipy old men and women.
"Why would it be a CP story with me? Aren’t the male lead and the second male lead not fragrant enough? But with me... that’s not bad either, haha!"
"Of course they’re not fragrant! The netizens say the male lead isn’t worthy of someone as naive and cute as Zhou Jingruo. He’s too busy disliking it in the show, after all, nearly driven mad by her!"
Qi Han finally found a kindred spirit and didn’t hesitate to spill the beans, "Oh my, you don’t know how addicted I’ve become, so inspiration struck, and the second part is all about her story with the number one assassin in the Jianghu , how about that, huh?"
"..." No, not great at all.
Tang Shu reached up to rub her throbbing temples, "Listen, can’t you ask for my opinion, or does the director plan to find someone else for the role of Zhou Jingruo?"
"No, no, no, why would we change the role? It must be you!"
"Right, it has to be you. Xiao Tang Shu, you should just agree now, I want to see it too!"
When Tang Shu used the excuse of going to the restroom to ditch Qi Han, it was already half an hour later.
People who mutter incessantly are the most troublesome, and that saying couldn’t be more correct, especially when the mutterers were not just one but two, instantly doubling the effect.
She simply left the matter to Luo Lin to deal with, finally finding relief from her predicament.
"I’ll have to explain to Sister Luo later that I can’t agree to this no matter what."
As the sound of flowing water filled the washbasin, Tang Shu washed her hands and then walked down the hotel corridor to a window-side viewing spot, where the expansive view allowed her to see the bustling traffic below at a glance.
At night, the neon lights of this city that never sleeps twinkled, with streams of pedestrians and all the major shops bustling. Men in suits carrying briefcases, as well as couples walking arm in arm, were everywhere.
Indeed, it was a time of prosperity.
She wondered how many years it had taken for her Damo to develop into what it was now?
Letting her mind wander aimlessly, Tang Shu casually picked up a glass of red wine from a passing waiter’s tray, only to hear a voice behind her before she could enjoy a moment’s peace.
"Isn’t that Miss Tang?"
The newcomer was a man in his forties, dressed in a sky-blue suit, the material of which was indiscernible. However, the suit couldn’t hide his protruding beer belly, and at the moment, his eyes were fixed on her, almost disrespectfully, conveying a mix of indistinct emotions within his cloudy eyes.
Tang Shu’s gaze flickered slightly as she took a half step back, putting some distance between them.
"I’m the Chairman of Vastness Investment. Just call me President Zhao, Miss Tang."
"Miss Tang, are you going to star in the second part of ’Easy Rule Jianghu’ and play the lead female role?"