yournovel Chapter 267 He's a celebrity, too.
Chapter 267 He's a celebrity, too.
Chapter 267 He's a celebrity, too.
Setting aside the polite words often spoken by elders, Yu Huan had never been praised like this at this age in her previous life.
Appearance and temperament are both important components of a person's outward image. They complement each other, influence each other, and together enhance a person's charm.
Having gained an extra decade of experience, one naturally develops a unique temperament.
With a faint smile on his lips, he said, "Thank you for the compliment. Who knows, maybe one day I'll really be on the big screen!"
"You're quite handsome, young man, you'd be perfect as an actor," Lü Jihong said with a smile and a nod.
Lin Yourong felt a slight smile playing on her lips beneath her mask as her partner received such generous praise; she felt quite pleased inside.
She pushed up her sunglasses with her fingertips and said slowly, "He doesn't know anything about acting, but he did write the lyrics and music for the song 'It's You'."
"Really?" Lu Jihong looked surprised.
Zhang Ye also looked at Yu Huan with surprise: "Little Yu, you can write songs?"
Yu Huan replied with a polite smile, "When I was in college, I learned guitar and also learned some music theory. I just wrote it for fun. The reason this song is so popular is because Rongrong sings it so well."
"That's too modest. I've listened to the lyrics and melody of the song 'It's You,' and they're quite good..."
Before Lü Jihong could finish praising her, her lips moved slightly, and she was about to continue speaking when there was a sudden knock on the door of the private room.
"Boom boom boom——"
A moment later, the door was pushed open.
The waitress pushed the food cart in slowly and said softly, "Excuse me, I'm here to serve you your food now."
Lu Jihong swallowed back what he was about to say and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Zhang Ye glanced briefly at the doorway, then turned his gaze to Lin Yourong and asked curiously, "No wonder you two got together. How did you meet?"
Lin Yourong's fingers unconsciously rubbed the ceramic chopstick rest in front of her. After a moment's thought, she said, "My dad introduced it to me."
After hearing this, Zhang Ye nodded in approval: "Brother Lin's judgment is indeed quite good."
As the conversation progressed, the generational order suddenly became a mess.
Upon realizing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle.
He turned his head and met Lin Yourong's gaze.
Up close, through her brown-tinted glasses, one could vaguely see the delicate contours of her eyebrows and eyes, which were subtly revealing a smile.
The young couple smiled at each other without prior arrangement.
The waitress, carrying a towel basket in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other, gracefully circled the table, placing steaming hot rolled-up towels into each person's towel dish.
Then, she stood between Lü Jihong and Yu Huan, and steadily lifted the ceramic teapot from the upper part of the dining car and placed it on the table.
Then, they carefully began serving the dishes.
Yu Huan pulled down the brim of her hat, rested her chin on her hand, and turned her head slightly from time to time as the young lady walked.
Finally, he pulled his hat brim slightly to the right, turning his face slightly toward the window.
This way, the waiter can only see his chin at most, just in case he is recognized.
"Would you two young people like something to drink?" Lü Jihong took the teacup in front of Zhang Ye, picked up the blue and white teapot, and tilted the pot slightly.
The amber-red tea liquor flowed out from the spout in a single line.
Under his control, it flowed smoothly into the teacup like a thin stream of water.
Yu Huan could tell from the clear and bright color of the tea soup that it was good tea, not some kind of tea used for washing dishes.
The teapot is good, and the tea is good too.
He smiled and said, "I'll just have some tea."
"Mm." Lin Yourong nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Zhang Ye stood up slightly and was about to reach out and take the cups in front of the young couple to Lü Jihong so that he could pour tea.
Yu Huan, however, stepped in first, gathering his and Lin Yourong's cups together and saying with a smile, "Sister Zhang, we can do it ourselves."
Zhang Ye sat back down, smiling gently and kindly, and said, "Please don't stand on ceremony with me."
Yu Huan kept smiling, nodded and said, "You are Rongrong's senior sister, of course I won't stand on ceremony with you."
"Well said, you're too kind!" Zhang Ye nodded.
Lu Jihong filled two teacups, then leaned slightly forward and placed the teapot in front of Yu Huan, raising his hand to indicate, "This is Fuliang tea that I specially ordered, a local specialty. Please try it."
Yu Huan had just raised her right hand, which was hanging by her side, slightly when Lin Yourong picked up the teapot and began to slowly pour tea.
There's no need for many words between husband and wife, and naturally, no need for formalities.
Yu Huan gazed at the amber-like, crystal-clear tea liquor and gradually filled the cup.
The rising steam, carrying the fragrance of tea, wafted past his nose, making him feel refreshed and relaxed.
After Lin Yourong filled the cup, he picked it up and took a small sip.
The first taste was a very special, slightly bitter flavor that spread out and then transformed into a sweet taste with a mellow aroma, making his already somewhat hungry mouth water even more.
"This tea is indeed very fragrant," Yu Huan praised sincerely.
"It can be considered a famous historical tea." Lü Jihong also took a small sip.
A brief silence fell over the private room, with only the aroma of tea and food mingling in the air.
Normally, the waitresses would need to be on standby to provide service, but considering that the supervisor had told her that the guests in this private room needed quiet and privacy.
Sensing the atmosphere, after serving the dishes, she bowed slightly and said cleverly, "Please enjoy your meal. I'll be right outside the door. Please feel free to call me if you need anything."
"Okay, thank you." Lü Jihong nodded in thanks.
With an empty stomach, Yu Huan's gaze swept over the various steaming dishes on the table.
The mouthwatering aroma wafted straight into my nose.
This caused a spasm in his stomach, making him desperately crave food.
Even though she was starving, Yu Huan remained calm and composed.
Steady as an old dog.
After the waitress opened the door and left, Yu Huan finally put down her hand that had been supporting her cheek, sat up straight, and said with a smile, "So 'Four Stars Gazing at the Moon' is steamed fish with rice flour!"
“That’s right, the moon represents steamed fish with rice flour, while the stars represent mixed fish strips, stir-fried snow peas, stir-fried bamboo shoots with cured pork, and braised pork with preserved vegetables,” Zhang Ye explained with a smile.
This dish is indeed exquisite.
On a small square wooden plate, a steamer of pink fish is carefully arranged, with four small white porcelain dishes adorning the corners.
Although the ingredients are simple, the name is full of elegance.
“We ate here before, and the food here is really quite good.” As he spoke, Lü Jihong picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the Yonghe Tofu in front of him, and warmly invited, “Xiao Yu, please don’t be shy, eat as much as you like.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan maintained her smile, met Lü Jihong's gaze, and nodded politely.
He wiped his hands briefly, folded the hot towel slightly, and placed it back in the towel dish. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and slowly took a bite of smoked bamboo shoot.
At the same time, Lin Yourong took off her sunglasses and mask and placed them to her side, picked up her teacup, and took a sip of Fuliang black tea.
Zhang Ye's gaze shifted from her face to Yu Huan, and he asked curiously, "Little Yu, why do you look like you're afraid someone will recognize you?"
She had clearly noticed Yu Huan's subtle movements just now.
"He's quite a celebrity; many young people know him." Lin Yourong picked up her chopsticks and couldn't help but smile slightly as she said this.
She also frequently exchanged "boss brother" emojis with Sister Ru and Ji Meng.
Lu Jihong's doubts had been suppressed for a long time ever since the waitress came in.
At this moment, he couldn't help but ask Lin Yourong, "Since Xiao Yu works at your dad's company and isn't an actor, yet he's so good at songwriting and seems quite famous, he must have a side business in the music industry, right?"
Yu Huan smiled brightly and picked up the conversation, saying, "I have that idea, but I can't sing."
Zhang Ye chewed slowly and said gently, "Neither an actor nor a singer, could it be that he became famous for writing lyrics and composing music? Just like Vincent Fang?"
Lin Yourong, with food in her mouth, shook her head upon hearing this.
Lu Jihong said thoughtfully, "Working at a newspaper, it seems you became famous because of your news, just like Xiaolin before, were you a reporter?"
“He’s not a reporter.” Lin Yourong swallowed and shook her head. “He’s in charge of the new media department at the newspaper.”
Yu Huan swallowed the boneless fish slice in her mouth and explained with a smile, "I'm mainly responsible for the newspaper's operations on social media platforms, such as Weibo."
"I feel like I don't quite understand what you're saying," Lü Jihong said, taking a small sip of tea.
Zhang Ye smiled slightly and said, "You don't use the internet much, so of course you won't understand."
Although she used QQ and knew about Weibo, she didn't really understand what Yu Huan did.
Lu Jihong picked up a piece of stir-fried sweet potato stems with chili peppers and put it in his bowl. He glanced at Yu Huan's handsome features and joked, "The newspaper is mainly about news. You didn't become famous because of your looks when you appeared on camera, did you?"
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan felt that it was difficult to explain clearly in a simple way.
Although they call each other "brother" and "sister" and look young, they are actually from the 1960s, so it's impossible to say there's no generation gap.
So he joked, "Brother Hong, you guessed right after all. The department made a promotional video, and after it was posted online, I inexplicably became famous. Netizens all call me 'Boss Brother'."
The words have not yet fallen.
Upon hearing his words, Lin Yourong couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Lü Jihong and Zhang Ye also laughed.
"Brother Leader? That's an interesting title," Lü Jihong said with a hearty laugh.
Yu Huan nodded and said modestly, "I'm a junior manager in the new media department."
Zhang Ye said with a smile, "In my opinion, Xiao Yu is both talented and beautiful, so it's only natural that she's become popular."
"Sister Zhang, you're making me a little embarrassed by your compliments," Yu Huan said with a shy smile.
As everyone ate and chatted, the conversation remained focused on him.
He kept putting hot food into his mouth, and with the air conditioning on, he couldn't help but feel a little hot and wanted to take off his coat.
However, remembering Lin Yourong saying that his wool sweater was pilling...
Yu Huan put down her chopsticks and picked up a warm white towel to wipe her mouth.
His right hand hung down under the table, and he casually patted Lin Yourong's thigh. Then he stood up and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."
"Okay," Zhang Ye replied casually.
Yu Huan smiled and nodded to Lü Jihong, then turned and started walking.
He took a mask out of his pocket, put it on, opened the door, and slowly walked out of the private room.
As soon as Yu Huan stepped out of the slightly stuffy air-conditioned room, she immediately felt a refreshing breeze.
He took a deep breath, and the cool, fresh air went straight to his lungs, instantly clearing his somewhat drowsy mind.
The waitress was leaning against the wall, listlessly playing on her phone.
Even though she quickly put the item in her pocket as soon as Yu Huan came out, Yu Huan still keenly noticed her little movement between breaths.
And I caught a glimpse of the chat interface of the Penguin app on the phone screen.
Working people should not make things difficult for other working people.
This young lady's service attitude was quite good.
It was nothing; her flustered demeanor actually made Yu Huan chuckle inwardly. She smiled and asked, "Excuse me, where is the restroom?"
The young woman coughed slightly, then gestured with her hand to indicate the direction: "Go straight to the left, and once you reach the third-floor lobby, you'll see the signs."
"it is good."
Yu Huan didn't rush to turn on the water. She glanced back at the tightly closed door and then asked:
Where do you pay here?
Upon hearing this, the young lady smiled, tilted her head slightly, looked at Yu Huan's face, and said, "That's right, that uncle has already deposited the meal fee at the front desk."
Yu Huan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you take me to settle the bill. Anyway, he'll be going to the front desk later, so we can just refund him all the money."
"This..." The waitress hesitated for a moment.
Yu Huan could tell that she was stuck on a bug, and a bright smile appeared in her eyes. She simply said, "Thank you."
The young woman nodded, took a step forward, and said, "Alright then, please follow me..."
Yu Huan followed behind her, and the two of them slowly made their way to the front desk on the first floor.
It was peak dining time, and there were many people coming and going at the restaurant entrance, as well as many people paying their bills.
The noise around him continued, and it took him almost ten minutes to get his turn.
With the help of the waitress, Yu Huan quickly explained the situation to the cashier.
He swiped his card at the POS machine to spend 650 yuan, stuffed the receipt into his trench coat without even looking at it, and strode towards the stairwell without waiting for the waitress.
Having been at the ceramics museum for so long without using the restroom, I'm really starting to feel the urge.
I took two steps at a time and went straight to the third-floor bathroom.
After releasing the pressure in his bladder, he had just reached the sink and turned on the tap when he caught a glimpse of Lin Yourong walking out of the women's restroom.
"Hi~" Yu Huan turned her head, raised her eyebrows, and joked, "Even fairies go to the toilet?"
Lin Yourong's lips, visible beneath her sunglasses, curved slightly, forming a perfect smile.
At this moment, the lip balm was removed, and the lip color resembled a newly blossoming peach blossom.
She walked straight to Yu Huan's side and washed her hands under the same tap: "Honey, have you paid the bill?"
(End of this chapter)