classifiedscript Chapter 224: Keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight
Chapter 224: Keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight
Chapter 224: Keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight
Starting from the bustling city of Guangzhou, two routes extend into the distance.
A railway runs north, traversing mountains and valleys, fearlessly reaching Changsha.
The other route soars westward, its final destination being Kunming.
Monday, April 1th.
Just yesterday, the couple were very close, but now they are separated by a distance of 1,300 kilometers.
A lively album signing event is taking place on the eighth floor of Chuncheng Baida Xintiandi.
The shopping center became incredibly lively and bustling with activity after Lin Yourong's arrival.
Inside the building, crowds surged like a tide, filling the corridors, staircases, and even every small open space and corner.
For each of them, the feeling of being in that situation was roughly like this:
Everyone, everyone, everyone, me, everyone, everyone!
Various voices converged, rising and falling, endlessly.
Both Kunming and Guangzhou have relatively warm winters, but Kunming has a larger temperature difference, with warm days and chilly mornings and evenings.
It is already evening.
Lin Yourong, who was wearing a dark blue flowing shirt, felt a slight chill as soon as Ru Jie, who was prepared, thoughtfully draped a knitted cardigan over her shoulders.
If she was a little nervous at the two book signing events at Guangzhou Station the day before yesterday, she is now completely in the zone.
Despite the noisy and chaotic surroundings, and despite having to deal with the various emotional expressions and tricky questions from fans, Lin Yourong appeared calm and composed, interacting with her fans with ease.
Among the fans at the event, the male-to-female ratio was approximately 3:7, with young women making up the majority.
After being instructed by Sister Ru, Lin Yourong's seemingly meaningless repetitive remarks elicited screams and cheers from the fans, creating a very lively atmosphere.
In addition to the album signings, there were also 10,000 regular albums available for purchase without any limit on quantity.
Many fans who support Lin Su have bought more than ten copies of her regular albums.
Starting at 12:30, Lin Yourong signed autographs for more than four hours with a formulaic smile, and all 3,000 autographed albums were sold out ahead of schedule.
However, even though the autograph session was not officially over until 5:30 p.m., Lin Yourong was still sitting behind the long table, interacting with her fans.
"Susu, when are you going to have a concert? I'll definitely be in the front row cheering for you!"
A stylishly dressed girl with an excited smile on her face.
She held up a carefully crafted support sign in one hand and carried a shopping bag full of albums in the other.
Lin Yourong thoroughly studied the script she had been given by Sister Ru. She picked up the microphone at her side and spoke without hesitation: "The concert is already in the planning stages. I hope to meet everyone as soon as possible."
Amidst the noise, Lin Yourong kept in mind the meeting techniques she had discussed with Sister Ru.
She ignored the meaningless shouts and focused on the more important questions.
"Susu, after the autograph session, do you have any new activities planned?" A loud male voice came from the crowd.
Lin Yourong nodded slightly and replied, "I will be participating in a music variety show next."
……
At 5:30, Sister Ru stepped forward and announced the end of the autograph session at Chuncheng Station.
Surrounded by staff, Lin Yourong, wearing a baseball cap, waved goodbye to her fans.
The hundreds of fans who lingered there waved their support signs and posters, each shouting their own message. Lin Yourong's ears were ringing with the enthusiastic shouts of her fans.
Several staff members, in particular, kept shouting through loudspeakers to remind everyone to be careful, making the scene increasingly noisy.
After some twists and turns, Lin Yourong finally got on the elevator.
The elevator doors slowly closed, shutting out the outside noise and plunging the surroundings into silence.
She felt the sensation of the elevator descending and let out a long sigh.
A moment later, the door opened, and a small number of fans who had gathered in the elevator lobby immediately surrounded her enthusiastically.
Lin Yourong lowered the brim of her hat slightly.
With a smile playing on his lips and a nod to his fans, he headed straight for the side door, escorted by several security personnel.
He quickly stepped into the business vehicle.
Sister Ru, with a tote bag slung across her shoulder, sat down next to her, closed the car door, and shut out the noise from the outside world.
The car fell silent.
At this moment, Lin Yourong was finally able to completely relax.
"Are you tired?" Sister Ru took out a small bottle of mineral water from her bag, opened it considerately, and handed it to her.
At the same time, he said to the driver, "Could you please take us to Baoshan Street?"
Lin Yourong turned to the side, took it with her left hand, and took a big gulp.
Sister Ru quickly pulled her right hand onto her leg and massaged it.
After a book signing event, I didn't dare drink too much water. I had to keep my composure and maintain my image to avoid being photographed looking bad. At the same time, my right hand was constantly writing and drawing.
Relatively speaking, it is not an easy task.
A middle-aged woman wearing wire-rimmed glasses, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around, smiled, and spoke:
"Our Miss Jiang is a big fan of Su Su. Knowing that Su Su is coming to Chuncheng for an album signing, she's been begging Mr. Jiang to let her meet her idol. Mr. Jiang and his family would like to invite you two to dinner. What do you say?"
The autograph session at Chuncheng Station was organized by a local entertainment company that has hosted many well-known concerts.
The Chairman Jiang she mentioned is the big boss of this company.
Sister Ru was naturally aware of this, and she politely declined:
"We are very grateful for the kind invitation from Chairman Jiang and his family, but Lin Su's schedule is too tight. She has to catch a flight to Chengdu at 3 a.m. tomorrow for a book signing, and the rest time in between is very precious. We hope that she can get some rest during this break."
After hearing this, the woman with the gold-rimmed glasses glanced at Lin Yourong, who had already closed her eyes to rest, and nodded with a smile: "I understand. I will convey your message to Chairman Jiang. Also, please feel free to contact me if you need anything in Chuncheng."
Sister Ru maintained a polite smile: "Thank you for your concern. We will contact you promptly if you encounter any problems."
Hearing their words, the destination became clear. The driver stepped on the gas and sped up, turning right at the intersection ahead, heading in the opposite direction from the boss's house.
Ten minutes flew by.
The van came to a smooth stop in front of the hotel.
After getting on the bus, Lin Yourong, who had been resting with her eyes closed, slowly opened them only after Sister Ru gently nudged her arm.
She took the sunglasses that Sister Ru handed her, put them on deftly, and then followed Sister Ru out of the car.
The middle-aged driver went first, opened the trunk, and helped them unload their luggage.
Sister Ru waved goodbye to the lady with the gold-rimmed glasses, expressing her gratitude.
The woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood still, watching them each drag a suitcase into the hotel, and then watched them check in at the front desk.
She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Lin Su really is as rumored; she talks very little."
She gently shook her head, looked away, and got back into the car.
The middle-aged driver slowly turned the steering wheel to the left, pulling away from the curb. He asked with some curiosity:
"Sister Qian, is this Lin Su very famous? Chairman Jiang and his whole family wanted to have dinner with her, but she just closed her eyes and pretended not to hear, and had her agent directly refuse. She's got quite the airs!"
Upon hearing this, she smiled slightly and said:
“There’s a very popular female singer right now. I heard from Chairman Jiang that she has quite a background. He told me to treat her well, so I guess she must be some kind of second-generation rich kid. I had originally booked a villa for Lin Su at Bailian, but when I went to pick her up this morning, Lin Su’s agent told me that they had already booked a hotel room, so I didn’t say anything. I didn’t expect them to be staying at the Baoshan Hotel.”
"Then Lin Su is definitely not a rich second generation."
The driver shared his opinion while driving:
"He's a popular celebrity, and if he were a rich kid, he'd definitely be staying in a five-star hotel, right?"
"Who knows?" She shrugged.
……
Lin Yourong seemed to have fallen into a state of complete blankness.
After Sister Ru finished checking in, she followed closely behind her.
As soon as she entered the room, Lin Yourong let go of the handle of her suitcase and went straight to the bathroom.
After coming out of the bathroom, she lay back on the soft bed, as if all her fatigue had been released.
"Finally, I can get some rest!"
Lin Yourong casually took off her baseball cap and sunglasses, tossed them aside, then kicked her shoes to the ground and let out a long sigh.
"so comfortable!"
Sister Ru laid the suitcase flat on the bedside and said as she unlocked the combination lock, "It's not time to rest yet. Don't you know we have to fly to five cities non-stop next?"
"Nonsense, I set the schedule myself, of course I know!" Lin Yourong paused, "What I mean is, enjoy the moment!"
"You're just relying on your youth! I'll never dare to go through this again. This trip will probably kill me!" Sister Ru sighed.
"Is it really that bad? I'm the one who's been busy on stage the whole time!" Lin Yourong moved a pillow and placed it under her neck.
"My work may be messy, but it's really not much easier than yours, is it?" Sister Ru retorted somewhat helplessly.
"Alright, alright, we're all busy, none of us have an easy time..."
Lin Yourong lay on the bed, her eyes gazing at the soft light on the ceiling. She waved her hand slightly, as if trying to touch the gentle light.
"I never imagined I would be so popular." "Indeed! You're incredibly popular right now."
Sister Ru said with certainty.
She placed the makeup remover and other items that Lin Yourong needed on the writing desk one by one:
"The business team estimates that your debut album will sell at least 200,000 copies, which is incredible these days. It's comparable to those top-tier singers!"
"Right!" Lin Yourong's voice revealed her delight.
"The title track your husband wrote for your album is currently number one on both the new song chart and the pop chart! I estimate that this song will definitely be in the top five after the hot song chart is updated on Thursday!" Sister Ru's tone was full of confidence and pride.
The trending chart compiles currently popular singles, ranking them based on the increase in the number of plays over seven days.
The Hot Songs Chart is calculated based on each user's complete playtime, truly reflecting the most popular songs of the week and ranking them based on the listening behavior of Penguin Music users.
Lin Yourong thought for a moment: "Doesn't that mean that more people will be able to hear my songs?"
With this thought in mind, Lin Yourong excitedly sat up and held out her hand to Sister Ru: "Where's my phone?"
"What? Your husband didn't text you!" Sister Ru said, still clutching her bag as she entered the hotel room, with it slung across her body.
She unzipped her jacket, took out Lin Yourong's phone, and tossed it to her from a distance.
Lin Yourong leaned forward slightly, clasped her hands together, and caught the message steadily: "So what if he didn't message me! Can't I message him?"
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru promptly changed the subject and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll arrange it for you."
Lin Yourong lay flat on the bed, skillfully entered Yu Huan's birthday to unlock her phone, and said without thinking, "Since we're in Chuncheng, we should at least have a bowl of small pot rice noodles, right?"
"Susu, I feel like the food quality has been declining since I started eating with you," Sister Ru joked.
"We're opening a studio! We need to set aside plenty of funds, the more the better!"
Those who are close to Yu Huan become corrupted; Lin Yourong then proceeded to deceive him:
"After the clouds disperse, the moon will shine; after the storm comes the rainbow. Sister Ru, you'll have to endure some hardship with me for now. You'll have plenty of good days ahead of you!"
"I wouldn't suffer that much."
Sister Ru shook her head and took out a change of clothes from her suitcase:
"I just feel like your quality of life has dropped sharply. I haven't seen you go shopping in a long time, and I haven't seen you buy clothes or bags."
Hearing this, Lin Yourong remained silent.
She invested a lot of money in her first album. She was already short of money, but she still managed to scrape together more than two million yuan to support her gigolo husband.
She pretended to be busy typing on her phone, then sent a message:
'What are you doing? Why haven't you mentioned how many days it's been since you last thought of me?'
After waiting for a few breaths, I received two replies in succession:
I was too busy and forgot...
'Thinking of Rongrong for the first time!'
It's almost six o'clock now.
Lin Yourong typed out the text in quick succession, then paused, but did not send it immediately:
"You should be off work by now, right? Are you home yet? Can we video chat?"
Looking at these words, she felt like she might be checking up on someone.
Think it over again.
My heart skipped a beat.
Click Send.
In an instant, the video call request that popped up made Lin Yourong's lips unconsciously curl into a smile.
She quickly sat up, leaned against the headboard, and picked up her phone to answer the call.
After a slight pause, Yu Huan's handsome face appeared on the screen.
However, due to the angle, Lin Yourong first noticed his two conspicuous nostrils.
His gaze was fixed straight ahead, and one shoulder trembled occasionally, clearly indicating that he was busy with something.
Lin Yourong noticed the earphone hanging on one of his ears and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"I promised you I'd finish the song demo by this Sunday. However, I'm not very good at Cubase yet. Although I have a lot of ideas in my head, implementing them is a bit difficult. I can only learn as I go and try my best to meet the deadline!"
Yu Huan responded, then lowered his head and used a white plastic fork to pick up some instant noodles and slurp them into his mouth.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong felt as if sand had gotten into her eyes.
She raised the back of her hand and gently wiped the corners and outer corners of her eyes, not daring to use too much force because she was still wearing makeup.
Lin Yourong felt her eyes welling up with tears, and tried her best to make her voice cheerful: "I see. Does this song have a name now?"
"The wind is picking up!" Yu Huan glanced down at the screen and answered succinctly.
"Oh."
Lin Yourong murmured those three words softly, but then she heard Yu Huan ask a question:
"You've finished recording 'Echoes of the Rainbow,' when do you plan to release it?"
"Don't worry about that!" Lin Yourong said with a smile as she saw that he quickly regained his focus and was staring straight ahead. "Just keep it for now. I'll have to sign a contract with you and pay you royalties later!"
"Signing a contract is no problem, let's just make the copyright fee one yuan! It's all going from one pocket to the other anyway," Yu Huan said casually.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong immediately tilted her head and looked around.
After confirming that Sister Ru had already gone to take a shower, she quickly covered her mouth and whispered slowly, "Are you stupid—"
Her words were transmitted via the internet.
Yu Huan, seemingly understanding immediately, interrupted and changed the subject: "I get it, have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet. Tonight I'm planning to try some local specialties from Kunming: small pot rice noodles!"
"can."
Seeing Yu Huan slurp up another big mouthful of instant noodles, Lin Yourong's eyes softened: "Why don't you eat properly tonight? Your company has a cafeteria, don't treat yourself like this."
"It's really frustrating. I'm a big star at the newspaper now. I get surrounded and photographed even when I'm having lunch in the cafeteria. During lunch break, quite a few people even chased me to the 12th floor new media department to ask for my autograph. I'm just speechless!" Yu Huan complained helplessly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong couldn't help but chuckle, but there was nothing she could do.
She herself was at a loss about it.
"But I think it should be fine in ten days or half a month, once the heat subsides."
"That's quite right."
"Uh... I'm starting to have a bit of a stress reaction to that sentence now."
Lin Yourong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, Boss Brother's meme-worthy expression~"
She laughed and laughed.
Seeing Yu Huan slurp up a big mouthful of instant noodles again, he frowned and said, "I'll video chat with you again at this time tomorrow, but you're not allowed to eat instant noodles anymore! My main purpose is to supervise you and make sure you eat a balanced meal with meat and vegetables within my sight!"
"You two-faced woman! If you want to continue our video call tomorrow, just say so!"
Seeing that he had seen through her little scheme, Lin Yourong felt a little flustered, but she forced herself to remain calm and retorted, "I can't help it if that's how you think. Anyway, you have to accept my supervision!"
Suddenly, Sister Ru's voice came from the corner of the hotel room: "Susu, I've finished showering. I'll go downstairs and get you some small pot rice noodles!"
Lin Yourong raised her head and responded loudly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Sister Ru!"
Then she heard the door slam shut.
On the screen, Yu Huan finished eating instant noodles and then picked up the bowl and drank a few mouthfuls of soup.
Lin Yourong sighed inwardly. She had given him more than two million yuan, and he only spent one million three hundred and fifty thousand yuan to buy a shop. How could he still live like this!
The two chatted casually for a while.
Not long after.
Sister Ru came back carrying their food: "Susu, stop chatting with your little husband for now, eat your rice noodles first, so they don't get soggy."
Lin Yourong, whose stomach had been rumbling for some time and was feeling quite hungry, hurriedly jumped out of bed and slipped on her shoes.
He walked to the desk and sat down.
Lin Yourong held up her phone, looked at Yu Huan's serious face on the screen, thought for a moment and said, "Put on your headphones and do your own thing, but don't hang up the video call. I just want to see you."
"So you mean you want to use me as a topic of conversation?" he asked with a laugh.
"Well……"
Hearing Yu Huan's witty remark, Sister Ru couldn't help but chuckle.
"Then I'll go about my own business?" His voice softened. "If you're bored and want to play on your phone, just hang up."
"After I finish eating the rice noodles, I hang up the video call, then remove my makeup, tidy up, take a shower, and go to sleep."
"You've had such a busy schedule these past few days, so make sure you get enough sleep and stay in a good mood." After saying these words, Yu Huan put on her headphones.
Lin Yourong gave a soft "hmm".
She took the disposable wooden chopsticks handed to her by Sister Ru and began to enjoy the small pot of rice noodles.
Sister Ru sat to one side, eating noodles while looking at her phone.
However, the message sent by the other party on the screen made Sister Ru frown.
(End of this chapter)