yournovel Chapter 15: Still calling me uncle?
Chapter 15: Still calling me uncle?
Chapter 15: Still calling me uncle?
Lianhe Zaobao Building.
In the afternoon, half past five.
Old Lin sat behind his desk.
He wore large, black-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses were piercing, and his mouth was tightly closed, forming a straight line.
An aura of seriousness permeated the air, making the temperature in the editor-in-chief's office drop several degrees.
Upon hearing the summons, Yu Huan, despite having mentally prepared herself, felt uneasy as soon as she pushed open the door and entered. Seeing Old Lin's stern expression, she immediately felt as if she were being interrogated by three judges.
At this moment, every action and every word must be scrutinized and judged by Lao Lin.
Tremendous stress!
"Uncle Lin."
Yu Huan called out and scratched his head sheepishly.
Old Lin was expressionless, speaking fluent Mandarin with an extremely imposing presence.
"Xiao Yu, you're all dressed up in a suit and tie. Did you and You Rong get your marriage certificate?"
"I'm embarrassed to say... When I saw Rongrong, the feeling of love at first sight was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky. That stunning moment left me unable to control myself... Rongrong said that she felt the same way... Uncle Lin, do you believe me?"
Hear the words.
Old Lin suddenly slammed his hand on the table: "You've already called Rongrong that, and you still call me uncle?"
"Uncle, no, no, Dad—"
"Hmm." Old Lin nodded, then leisurely took a sip of hot water, put down the cup, and suddenly looked up and said, "You did a good job."
Just one sentence.
This is a dramatic turn of events.
This made him start calling him "Dad" all of a sudden.
This left Yu Huan completely bewildered:
"what?"
“Your mother-in-law and I are a perfect match. We hit it off at a social gathering and started dating right after we met. At that time, You Rong’s grandfather was against it, saying that I grew up in a single-parent family and had no father since I was a child, so I must have personality problems. Luckily, your mother-in-law was devoted to me.”
Old Lin lit a Furongwang cigarette, took a deep drag, and gazed at Yu Huan through the smoke:
"From now on, you must treat Yourong well, understand?"
Hear this.
Yu Huan was stunned for a moment: "I know."
Old Lin flicked some ash into the ashtray, then suddenly asked, "Have you told your in-laws about your situation?"
"Not yet." Yu Huan shook her head.
"When Yourong comes back, we'll arrange for our elders to have a meal together. Xiaoyu, because of the special nature of Yourong's career, which is still on the rise, it's not appropriate to hold a big banquet right now. You don't mind, do you?"
Yu Huan shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "Since I've already registered my marriage with Rongrong, of course I don't mind."
"That's good. I'll make sure to make it up to you in the future! Please also keep in touch with your in-laws and hope they won't have too much of a problem with this."
Old Lin's orderly and patriarchal manner made Yu Huan nod repeatedly, "Okay, Uncle Lin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Huan looked at Lao Lin and saw that the other man frowned instantly.
Suddenly, I realized something was wrong.
He quickly replied, "Okay, Dad."
"Hmm." Old Lin nodded: "Things happened suddenly. For now, please call me Uncle Lin in front of outsiders. You can gradually change how you address me in public later."
“Okay, Lin—” Yu Huan changed the subject in a flash: “Dad!”
Pay attention.
Old Lin is really too particular.
However, the more particular he was about things, the more uneasy Yu Huan felt.
It should be noted that this is merely a marriage of convenience.
Old Lin sighed, "You go ahead and get busy. I'll think about how to tell your mother-in-law about this when we get back."
"Okay, okay."
After taking her leave, Yu Huan opened the door to the director's office and stepped out. The warm air blowing directly on her face instantly dispelled the feeling of being plunged into an ice cave.
I hurried back to my desk, picked up my thermos, took a big gulp of water, and calmed myself down.
I let out a long sigh and started working.
After finishing her work, Yu Huan, who was in a slack-off state, opened her browser.
Enter the Sina Weibo website address, log in to your account. His nickname, like on WeChat, is simple and unpretentious: Huanhuanhuanhuanhuan~
The system then retrieved Lin Su's verified Weibo account.
She has over two million followers.
Just seven hours ago, a new post was published.
is a picture.
The background shows an airport terminal with the four large characters "Hongqiao Airport" on it.
Lin Yourong's back view was posed in an "aircraft carrier style" pose: crouching down and pointing a finger in mid-air.
This winter, state media reported that China's first aircraft carrier had successfully completed carrier-based aircraft take-off and landing training. The commander's take-off gesture instantly became a nationwide sensation, with many imitators.
This move, because it's quite comical like Gangnam Style, has been jokingly called the "aircraft carrier style" by everyone.
In addition to the image, a smiley face emoji was also included.
Yu Huan opened the comments section and saw over a thousand comments, but she didn't see any signs of fanatical behavior.
The most cheesy compliment you could ask is, "Sister, you're so beautiful!"
Two years later, idols like Lu Han and Canadian Electric Eel returned to China, ushering in the era of internet traffic in the entertainment industry and officially opening the prelude to the first year of idols.
The fan economy has developed rapidly, and fan groups have become very popular.
The old-fashioned fan support methods of Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Japan—including online arguments, chart rankings, and fundraising—are gradually losing their original flavor.
Yu Huan could tell that Lin Yourong probably didn't surf the internet much; her last Weibo post was in October, a photo with Yu Chengqing, a mentor on The Voice of China.
The previous post was a message thanking everyone for liking her singing and voting for her.
Given her popularity, if she managed her Sina Weibo account well, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to multiply her follower count several times over.
I browsed through Lin Su's Weibo account, then logged into a video website to enjoy one of her performances.
She's really beautiful!
Because she wasn't wearing headphones, Yu Huan watched a silent video for quite a while, and finally, out of sheer boredom, she dozed off.
"Hey, Xiao Yu! It's time!"
Hearing this, Yu Huan, who was feeling drowsy and whose mind was slowly clearing, forced herself to come back to her senses.
Confused and disoriented.
Rubbed his eyes.
Looking up, he saw Sister Li teasing him, saying, "You're not leaving after get off work? Are you waiting for the novel to update again?"
Hear the words.
The words "off work" instantly swept away the drowsiness in her mind. Yu Huan's eyes lit up, and she quickly put the lid on the thermos and tidied up the table.
Put on a trench coat.
Shut down.
Leave.
Before I even left the review cubicle, the phone rang abruptly.
Yu Huan took it out of his pocket and looked at it. The contact name was "Dog," indicating that it was Xie Gouhua calling.
The dog knew his off-get off work time, and the call came at just the right moment.
At the same time, a QQ message notification popped up.
Xie Gouhua sent him several messages an hour ago.
However, Yu Huan was so tired that she didn't notice at all.
It's already 1 a.m., is he going to be asked to get a foot massage or have a midnight snack until dawn again?
Having been reborn, I now have an extra ten years of experience living together, so I know Xie Gouhua's temperament very well.
Press the button to connect.
Yu Huan feigned confusion and asked, "Gouzi, why are you calling me so late?"
(End of this chapter)