yournovel Chapter 217 5 Good News
Chapter 217 5 Good News
Chapter 217 Five Good News
This mischievous little devil—
Yu Huan immediately opened the built-in camera function of WeChat, switched to selfie mode, and then sat up straight on the sofa.
With a click of the shutter, he immediately sent the selfie to Lin Yourong.
On the other side of the corner sofa, Yu Chengcheng, who had been lying hunched over with one hand supporting her chin and the other picking at her toes through her socks, suddenly straightened her legs.
She reverted from her strange, erratic state to the dignified posture of a reclining imperial concubine.
At the same time, she turned her gaze away from the television, lowered her head slightly, and looked at Yu Huan with a wary look, questioning, "What are you doing?"
"Hehe, you don't think I'm filming you, do you?"
Yu Huan said, somewhat speechless:
"I'm just taking a selfie to send to your sister-in-law."
Yu Chengcheng was somewhat skeptical, and stubbornly retorted, "Taking unflattering photos of others is a violation of their right to privacy, punishable by up to five days of detention or a fine of up to 500 yuan. Don't break the law!"
"cut--"
Yu Huan was too lazy to pay attention to her.
He looked at the message his wife had sent him on his phone screen:
"Your lips are pursed so high, you seem a little embarrassed."
Yu Huan did feel a little embarrassed for her.
But his hands expertly replied: 'My wife is on Happy Camp on TV, of course I'm happy, I'm smiling! I can't be expressionless, can I?'
'Hmph! I just finished eating and was about to remove my makeup and take a shower.'
'Okay, on this special day of the Magpie Bridge meeting tomorrow, I'll make sure I smell nice and fresh! [shy][shy]'
'You're so disgusting!'
'Don't you ever shower and smell nice? What are you thinking?' Yu Huan chuckled lewdly and clicked send.
'I wasn't thinking anything!'
"I haven't thought about it yet, Lin Yourong. Your thinking is very unhealthy."
Yu Huan tried to play the victim, but seeing that she hadn't replied yet, he was about to put down his phone.
Zheng Yu suddenly sent a message saying that the public opinion data for 8:30 pm had been compiled and sent to his personal email.
"You and your sister-in-law are having a lively chat!" Yu Chengcheng teased from the side.
Hearing this, Yu Huan thanked Zheng Yu by typing in a nine-square grid, then glanced at Yu Chengcheng, who was reclining like a concubine, and shrugged.
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder."
"Will the meeting be in Guangzhou tomorrow?"
"correct."
As the two cousins were talking, the noise and commotion from the television suddenly stopped.
It was finally quiet.
With Chen He around, the headquarters is like a marketplace.
Yu Huan looked up and saw that Lin Yourong had changed her makeup and outfit under the dreamy spotlight.
She wore a black blazer, paired with a white high-waisted skirt and combat boots. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her delicate smoky eye makeup had a metallic sheen.
When she first opened for business, her demeanor was aloof and arrogant, a far cry from her adorable, bewildered image when she was squatting like a radish.
As the melodious intro began, special effects subtitles flashed across the television screen:
"It's You"
Singer: Lin Su
Lyrics and music by Mr. Y
Yu Huan noticed his signature, which was prominently displayed, and couldn't help but rub her forehead in embarrassment.
If Yu Chengcheng knew this, she would definitely laugh at it mercilessly, right?
To be honest, Mr. Y's signature does look rather old-fashioned and unrefined, not suitable for formal occasions.
But then I thought, it's still better than 'I eat tomatoes'.
Yu Huan comforted herself in this way, and then she felt relieved.
in the screen.
Lin Yourong held the microphone close to her chin.
Her shoulders swayed slightly, and her red lips parted slightly: "Let's chase our dreams together~ Let's try to~ hold the sun in our palms~"
"Wow! My sister-in-law is so handsome!" Yu Chengcheng couldn't help but exclaim.
Yu Huan corrected: "Not handsome, very cool!"
"What do you mean?" Yu Chengcheng asked, her face full of curiosity.
"When used on a woman, it means she's cool, stylish, and capable, understand?"
"I understand." Yu Chengcheng nodded with a smile: "Brother Huan, you've got a whole repertoire of lines now!"
Yu Huan kept her eyes glued to the TV screen, not daring to say a word to Yu Chengcheng.
He calmed himself down and listened carefully to this interpretation, which was clearly slightly different from the official version.
It was actually a live performance; there was no lip-syncing.
Perhaps because I've been listening to the same song on repeat too much today, this live version gives me a refreshing feeling.
Yu Huan even thought it sounded better than the studio version.
He had a full four minutes of solo performance time.
The final notes faded away slowly.
Amidst the deafening screams and applause, Lin Yourong wore a cool, aloof smile.
"The title track of my first solo album is called 'It's You,' thank you everyone—"
Before he finished speaking, he gave a graceful, slight bow...
Then came a barrage of "wow" praise from the hosts, while Lin Yourong wore a formulaic smile, exuding an aloof and cool demeanor.
He gives off the same impression as always: he doesn't like to talk or interact, and he has absolutely no sense of variety show appeal.
With that, the main camp session ended, and it was time for commercials. Yu Chengcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"This song is so good, it gave me goosebumps."
Yu Huan got up from the sofa, slipped on her slippers, stretched out her whole body, and gave a big yawn.
"There's nothing much to see here. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I have to catch the 5:30 high-speed train."
"Do you want some rice noodles? Or should I get you a pack?" Yu Chengcheng patted her stomach, indicating that she was hungry.
Yu Huan glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 9:46 PM.
I ate dinner a little after 4 p.m. and now I do feel a bit hungry, but if I eat too much, I won't be able to sleep.
He then pulled out his keys from his pocket and tossed them to her.
Under the bright ceiling light, a string of gleaming metal keys traced a parabola in the air.
Yu Chengcheng reacted quickly, clasped her hands together, leaned forward, and caught it steadily.
"Go by yourself, I'm not eating." Yu Huan smiled slightly.
After a moment's thought, he unzipped his shirt.
He took out the five hundred yuan the old man had given him from his inner pocket, and as he handed it to her, he said:
"I promised you the fifth uncle's money. There are no snacks at home. There's a big supermarket not far to the right of the neighborhood. You can go there and buy some yourself."
"OK, I'm going shopping now!" Yu Chengcheng exclaimed excitedly, clutching the stack of bright red banknotes in her hand. "Brother Huan, what do you want to eat?"
Yu Huan shook her head speechlessly as she watched her gesticulating wildly.
My younger cousin is quite the boss when she's out in the world, so why is she like this at home?
"Get me a carton of milk and a piece of bread. I'll eat it tomorrow morning," Yu Huan casually ordered.
"No problem." Yu Chengcheng gave an OK sign.
Yu Huan turned around and went back to the bedroom, took out her pajamas, and prepared to take a shower.
When I returned to the living room, Yu Chengcheng was nowhere to be seen; she had obviously gone out shopping.
Not long after.
After quickly taking a shower, Yu Huan used one hand to blow-dry her hair and the other to operate her phone.
His wife sent him a message two minutes ago: 'It's almost ten o'clock, you should go to sleep early!'
Upon seeing this message, Yu Huan couldn't help but smile slightly.
This is her usual trick; she's completely susceptible to being flirted with. She disappears halfway through a conversation, then suddenly reappears and starts changing the subject.
Yu Huan understood immediately and replied, following Lin Yourong's lead:
'Yes, you've had a long day too, you should get some rest.'
'Good night!'
'Wife, kiss~'
They were saying goodnight to each other.
Yu Chengcheng suddenly sent him a message:
"Songnian knew I was coming to the city and insisted on treating me to barbecue. I told him I had to catch the high-speed train to Guangzhou at 5 a.m. tomorrow, but he insisted on picking me up."
At 10 p.m., in the eyes of the nightlife crowd in Changsha, it is still very early.
Yu Huan saw the last two words—
barbecue!
I felt my stomach was rumbling loudly.
He smacked his lips and decided to appease his craving with a glass of water.
His fingers flew across the screen as he tapped send: 'Remember not to gossip about it outside. Even Songnian can't tell him. It's not time for me and your sister-in-law to go public yet.'
Yu Chengcheng replied instantly: 'Am I really that untrustworthy? I promise to keep my mouth shut! At most, we'll talk about how famous you are online!' 'Okay, then you should reply as soon as possible,' Yu Huan instructed.
'okk.'
Yu Huan placed her thumb on the power button of the hair dryer and pressed it lightly, instantly stopping the "whoosh" sound.
After tidying up a bit, I poured myself a glass of water in the kitchen.
He then picked up the photo frame that Yu Chengcheng had placed on the coffee table and strode into the bedroom.
I casually placed the mug and photo frame on the bedside table.
Yu Huan spread out the blanket and crawled inside, leaning against the headboard.
I logged into my personal email on my phone, downloaded the document Zheng Yu sent me, and started studying it for a while.
The trending topic "#The leader of Jiangnan Morning Post is too handsome#" surged to second place on the hot search list at 4 pm today, but then began to slip, and by 8:30 pm it had dropped to eleventh place.
Since Zheng Yu was at home and unable to use the public opinion monitoring system, she initially judged that although there was no large amount of negative public opinion at present, there was still a risk to her personal reputation.
Yu Huan understands that the key to traffic is essentially contradictions and friction.
Amidst the cacophony of voices surrounding hot-button issues, it's perfectly normal for various opinions to emerge and differing viewpoints to prevail.
Ten years from now, there will still be disputes between God's friends and Rabbit's friends, let alone now.
Yu Huan was well aware of the complexity and variability of the internet. Perhaps in some niche forums and communities, people had already begun to smear him, spreading baseless rumors and slander.
Yu Huan, who was already fully aware of the situation, tossed her phone onto her pillow and immediately turned off the lights to go to sleep.
There are more important things waiting for him tomorrow...
……
"Wake up... Susu... wake up..."
The voice calling was right in front of her ear, but Lin Yourong's mind was still in a dazed state, half-asleep.
She rubbed her sore eyes, her eyelids feeling like they were weighed down by huge rocks. She managed to open them a crack, but her vision was still blurry.
I looked around.
I found myself lying sideways on the bed
His head was facing the aisle between the two beds.
"Susu!" Sister Ru called out to her from in front of her.
"Well……"
She struggled to prop herself up, raised her head slightly, squinted, and tried to focus her gaze on the figure in front of her.
It felt like looking at the world through a thin layer of fog; everything seemed somewhat hazy and unreal.
Finally, I could barely make out the joy on Sister Ru's face.
Feeling the transition and fusion as she slowly returned from her dream to reality, Lin Yourong cleared her throat and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Sister Ru, what's wrong?"
"I have five good news to tell you!" Sister Ru excitedly raised her hand and waved it in front of her.
Lin Yourong looked sleepy and confused.
"Clam?"
"First piece of good news! My business agent just chatted with me for a while and said that Cartier is actively contacting them. I guess Canwen is also pushing hard internally, wanting to make a quick buck before the contract termination deadline on the 14th."
Lin Yourong is no fool.
After a moment's thought, she said, "Is this good news? Can I refuse? For example, after terminating the contract, we can contact Cartier ourselves or something."
Sister Ru snapped her fingers in agreement, saying, "That's what I thought too! That's why I put this news first to tell you!"
At this point, Sister Ru sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing excitedly: "Susu, you have no idea how popular you are right now! This isn't even the beginning; you'll definitely be getting a flood of endorsement offers!"
"Clam?"
"The second piece of good news!"
Sister Ru's voice was full of joy:
"Last night, during the time you sang 'It' on Happy Camp, the ratings climbed and gradually broke through 2, finally reaching 2.17!"
"Breaking 2?" Lin Yourong was confused.
Sister Ru looked excited and hurriedly explained, "You know, the highest rating for Happy Camp last year was only 1.76!"
Hearing this, a smile finally took over Lin Yourong's face, squeezing out her drowsiness:
"And then? Other good news!"
Sister Ru smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum: "The third piece of good news is that last night's episode of Happy Camp generated several trending topics, two of which are related to you! One is currently ranked number one, and the other is number seven!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong hurriedly moved to the head of the bed.
He picked up his phone from the bedside table, entered Yu Huan's birthday as the unlock password, quickly opened Weibo, and checked the trending topics list.
The first trending topic was #LinSu's confused look is so funny#.
The seventh one is #It's you#.
Sister Ru sat down next to Lin Yourong and gently patted her shoulder.
She exclaimed with deep emotion, "Susu! I feel like you're even more popular now than when you participated in The Voice of China! You're genuinely popular!"
Lin Yourong nodded her chin.
She didn't want to see how netizens were laughing at her.
After a moment's thought, I clicked on the hashtag #ItIsYou# to browse through it, and saw the fans showering me with compliments and the lively discussions among music bloggers.
She spoke with a touch of smugness: "Singers still have to let their work speak for itself!"
"That's right! You now have your own breakout work! It's like a castle in the air has a solid foundation, it's stable now!"
Sister Ru clapped her hands excitedly and said:
"The fourth piece of good news is that the song 'It's You' has already reached number one on the Tencent Music New Song Chart and number twenty-six on the Popular Song Chart in just one day since its release!"
Lin Yourong sat up straight, shifting her gaze from her phone screen to Sister Ru's face, and asked impatiently, "What about the fifth piece of good news?"
"The fifth piece of good news," Sister Ru smiled and spread her hands, revealing the answer, "is that Yu Huan has also become famous overnight!"
"Clam?"
Lin Yourong's expression was even more bewildered than when they were playing the "Radish Squat" game at headquarters.
After a moment's thought, she asked curiously, "He has publicly acknowledged that he is a songwriter and composer?"
"No!" Sister Ru shook her head.
"So, did he make our relationship public?" Lin Yourong guessed with a smile.
"No, not at all!" Sister Ru shook her head like a rattle drum: "Oh dear, Sister Su Su, this is terrible news for me!"
"Huh?" Lin Yourong looked completely confused.
Sister Ru's head, which had been shaking back and forth, suddenly stopped.
He shifted his gaze to the phone in Lin Yourong's hand and explained, "Check the trending topics list yourself. I only found out about it by accident when I was browsing your trending topics this morning. Yesterday, Yu Huan's trending topic once reached second place, and it shouldn't have completely fallen off yet."
"Okay, I'll look for it." Lin Yourong's fingertips hurriedly swiped across the phone screen.
Her gaze quickly swept across the trending topics list, finally stopping at number forty-third. She couldn't help but mutter, "Is the leader of the Jiangnan Morning Post so handsome?"
His tone carried a hint of surprise and doubt.
“That’s right!” Sister Ru spread her hands and joked, “Susu, we’re doomed. I wonder how many people will know that your husband is handsome.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong quickly clicked on the trending topic.
Compared to casually glancing at trending topics related to myself before, I'm now paying extra attention and browsing them very carefully.
At the same time, she casually replied to Sister Ru, "What's the big deal?"
Without hesitation, Sister Ru replied, "Your husband is so handsome and talented! It's not that I'm afraid of thieves stealing from me, it's that I'm afraid of thieves eyeing my property!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong stared silently at her phone screen, lost in thought, speechless for a moment.
When Sister Ru saw Lin Yourong's words after her series of pleasant surprises, it was as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and her expression froze instantly.
He inwardly cried out that something was wrong and silently slapped himself lightly on the face.
After a long while, Lin Yourong, looking at her phone, slowly spoke: "So it's because of the department's short film that you became famous!"
"Pretty much!" Sister Ru nodded: "Plus his previous comments when reporting the news, he became an instant sensation."
Lin Yourong's gaze unconsciously drifted to the upper left corner of the screen; it was already 8:47.
She wondered if she should send Yu Huan a message to ask where he was.
Just then, a message box suddenly popped up at the top of the phone screen:
"I saw the Canton Tower from the taxi. We're almost at Mingyue Road. Honey, are you up yet?"
Lin Yourong quickly opened WeChat and replied: 'Just woke up! I'm coming downstairs right away to meet you at the hotel entrance!'
'good! ’
She hurriedly put down her phone.
He looked around the room—
It looks like a complete mess!
They even casually tossed their bras on the bedside table...
"Sister Ru, my husband is here. He'll be at the hotel in a few minutes. I'm going to change and go downstairs to meet him. You should get ready quickly!"
"Oh, oh!" Sister Ru also understood that in urgent situations, one should act expediently.
The two women, shuffling in slippers, were in a panic and quickly tidied themselves up.
On the way, Lin Yourong received two phone calls from Yu Huan.
When the third call came, he hurriedly put on his shoes and answered the phone, holding it to his ear:
"Here I am! I just woke up!"
She smoothed the brim of her fisherman's hat, panting as she pulled up her mask, then hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.
Despite the soft carpet in the corridor, Lin Yourong's pace did not slow down in the slightest.
(End of this chapter)