Walking the Path of a Workaholic in Cliché Novels (QT) Chapter 35

The next day, An Yinong went downstairs with a listless expression. Several people were already sitting at the dining table.

     “Did you sleep okay last night?” Beiyou asked with a smile, “Were you unaccustomed to the bed?”

     “Yeah, I was a little unaccustomed to it.” Actually, he had been playing piano and guitar for a long time, and got exhausted when he stayed up too late. An Yinong chose an inconspicuous place and sat down.

     The long table in front of him was filled with dishes, both Chinese and Western. Opposite him was Zhang Ruojun, who was pretending to eat a sandwich. When he saw Ke Yinong, he said with a fake smile:

     “You live alone on the fourth floor, so you came down late, right? I don’t know what the rooms on the fourth floor are like. The guest rooms on the second floor are already very beautiful, and I think the master room would be good as well.”

     An Yinong opened his mouth and was about to say something when An Min, the singer sitting in front, stirred her soy milk and made a crisp sound. She said bluntly: “Don’t bring over the drama of court battles from the talent show. Will where you stay affect your creation?” This eldest sister was also a fast-talking person. If she didn’t like this kind of private intrigue, she would speak out directly.

     Unexpectedly, someone was so disrespectful. Zhang Ruojun’s smile became forced, and he continued in this state until the staff came in.

     “Our task today is to set a theme, and then everyone can start creating. So, let’s watch a short film first. Your theme is in it.”

     They turned on the projector and started playing the video. The video was divided into three sections and three themes.

     The first theme was: poetic life. The story was about a retired primary school teacher. Although he lived in a poor place and had many unsatisfactory family experiences, he was good at discovering “beauty” and liked to use the art form of “poetry” to record life, whether it was painful or joyful. To gain or to lose.

     “Old Wu came to me yesterday and said that he accidentally picked up a sentence while fishing yesterday. When we heard it, it was indeed very good. Poetry is life, and life is poetry.”

     “I like poetry very much. Sometimes I can’t sleep in the middle of the night thinking about a word. The happiest thing is when a sudden inspiration comes to me. Hey, I know which word I should use.” This was an eternal literary young man.

     The second theme was: There is no tomorrow. A child from a broken family was not accepted by either party and was thrown away like garbage. When he was nine years old, he was homeless, sleeping in corners of parks and rummaging through food bins in supermarkets. He was later found, but the feeling of abandonment always followed him.

     “I don’t know how to get along with people, I don’t know how to talk. I’m scared when people come near me, like a rat in an underground ditch crawling onto the street. My existence has no meaning.”

     “I’m sorry for causing you trouble.” The young man who was rescued after trying to commit suicide looked at his grieving parents without any expression on his face.

     The third theme: social death. This was a very heavy story. Xiaofang, who dropped out of school because of family poverty, was taken to the city to make money by her fellow villagers, but was actually sold into a red light district. Xiaofang was assaulted and later became a homeless person. She had to receive an average of three customers a day.

     She was controlled, and was beaten severely every time she escaped. The most severe moment was when more than a dozen needles were inserted into her legs, and a gun was pointed at her head. Later, the red light district was busted by the police, and she escaped from the clutches of the police. However, something even more devastating happened. When word of this went back to the village, people in the village criticized her. Her parents thought she was dirty and wouldn’t even let her in.

     “In the past ten years, I haven’t even had a good night’s sleep. I wake up at the slightest movement, fearing that another guest will come in.” In the camera, Xiaofang, who is more than ten years older than ordinary people, was wiping her eyes.

     “When I was young, I thought about being a teacher in the future. Why has my life turned out like this?” she asked the person outside the camera, “Did I do something wrong?”

     After watching the video, all the guests had heavy expressions. Except for the first story, the last two stories were tragic. If they had a bad nature and therefore had a bad life, maybe everyone wouldn’t be so sad. But, as Xiaofang wondered, what did they do wrong? They did nothing.

     “Have you finished reading the three stories? Each guest can choose one of the themes as inspiration for their creation. Of course,” the staff continued, “If you are capable enough, you can write three songs, one for each theme, that’s fine too. Yes, the more, the merrier.”

     The guests remained silent. It was very difficult to write one song in three days. Three songs in three days? No, no way.

     “We invited several teachers to cooperate with everyone.” One teacher the staff mentioned was a well-known teacher in China who wrote lyrics and arranged music. He also had two bands.

     “The theme needs to be decided before dinner tomorrow at the latest, and then we will arrange for the band teacher to practice with you.”

     The guests all said yes, with a calm smile on their face, and no real thoughts could be seen.

     “By the way, the cameras are mainly on the first floor. There are none above the second floor.” The staff did not talk nonsense. His words were to remind everyone that if they wanted more shots, it was best to stay on the first floor for creation. .

     After all, this was a variety show, and gaining recognition and popularity from it was the ultimate goal. In addition, showing more creation in front of the camera could better convince the audience that this was really created by the artist himself. Not a gunslinger version.

     “As expected of ‘Singer-Songwriter’, the difficulty is indeed extraordinary. I don’t have a clue right now.” Zhang Ruojun showed himself to the camera, then he looked at An Yinong, “Does Teacher Ke have any ideas?”

     An Yinong smiled: “Yes. But to avoid affecting you, it’s better for me not to say anything.”

     “Bang!” Singer An Min dropped her notebook on the table with a crisp sound. She glanced at the young faces of the two fly-in guests and was really confused about the program team’s decision.

     Wasn’t it true that for two young traffickers like this to join this program group, they were just throwing rat droppings into porridge? Yes, she was not optimistic about An Yinong, mainly because there were too many young artists doing tricks recently, making it difficult for people to trust him.

     “I don’t know what you want to do, but this is a place to create music. Respect it and respect your own profession.” An Min walked away with a cold face.

     Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, the other two resident guests laughed and left.

     An Yinong also stood up, but he did not directly choose a theme, but just wanted to take a walk outside. As a result, he opened the door and was forced back by a gust of cold wind.

     “Mr. Ke, do you want to take a walk outside? You can go to the glass garden.” A maid came over.

     “Is there a glass garden here?”

     “Yes, it is an area that our boss specially ordered us to show to guests.” The maid turned sideways and made an invitation gesture.

     An Yinong followed the maid through a glass corridor and walked directly into the flower room. It was the coldest month of winter outside, but inside the greenhouse there were birds chirping and fragrant flowers. Among them, the most numerous ones were roses, which occupied most of the room. They had gradient colors of red, yellow, pink, white… and were vibrant.

     An Yinong took off his coat, hat and scarf. He twisted his neck and looked at the roses in full bloom. He couldn’t help but ask, “Your master likes roses very much?”

     The maid was stunned for a moment: “Yeah, right?”

     Her hesitation aroused An Yinong’s curiosity. He looked carefully and found that the soil at the roots of these roses was newly plowed.

     “Newly planted? What flowers were originally planted here?”

     The maid hesitated, not sure whether she should say anything, but finally she spoke: “This place had been abandoned for a long time, and it was just cleaned up recently.”

     “It takes a lot of effort to grow roses so beautifully in this season, right? Speaking of which, I used to…” An Yinong was stunned. He suddenly remembered that he had said in front of Tang Yu that he wanted to grow a rose garden. It’s just that he was a plant killer and could kill cacti, so he had never realized this dream.

     “I would like to ask, were the rooms on the fourth floor recently renovated?”

     “Eh?” The maid had a ‘how do you know’ expression.

     An Yinong turned his head and looked at the dewy roses. Although he had thought that the room was new and seemed like no one had ever lived in it, he did not expect that it had been recently renovated. And the secret room with the guitar and piano…

     “System, can you help me check the name of the owner of this manor?” He looked at the roses in the garden, “I’m very concerned about it.”

     The system came back quickly, with an erratic expression: “The host is Tang Yu. The owner of this manor is your former boss.” Didn’t he go bankrupt and sell the company? Why didn’t it seem like that?

     An Yinong realized that he was not surprised.

     “When he said he had a house on the mountain, I was very confused, but I didn’t think much about it at that time. If all this was his arrangement, then… he should be the one who helped me enter this variety show and has been guiding public opinion. Was it him too?”

     “What? He was the one who secretly helped you? How does the host know?”

     An Yinong turned his head and looked at the shocked system: Wasn’t it said that intelligent life had a high IQ? Why did it feel like the system was not very smart? Was it a discarded product?

     “There is another thing that will surprise you. Remember, the villain who almost swallowed up Zhao Ze’s company in the plot was also named Tang. If Zhao Ze’s family hadn’t been so powerful because of the author, maybe the villain would have successfully bitten off a piece of his flesh.

     “When the two met for the first time in the article, Zhao Ze was particularly surprised and used the sentence ‘I didn’t expect it was you’.”

     These were bits and pieces of information, but when put together, it became very suspicious. How did the businessman named Tang lose in the original plot? An Yinong thought for a while and found out that it was a magical routine of ‘a macho man meets a child of luck’.

     According to the plot, Tang Yu was chased by a luxury car on the road by an enemy who had bankrupted him. He was involved in a car accident. While he was hospitalized for emergency treatment, problems arose within the company. In the end, he had to withdraw from the local market with his seriously injured body.

     In the plot, Zhao Ze looks like a white lotus, but what is the reality? The misfortune of ‘Ke Yinong’ was caused by Zhao Ze, and the mental oppression faced by ‘Tao Ran’ was also caused by Zhao Ze. So, would he really engage in business wars openly as described in the plot? How involved was he in the car accident in the plot?

     An Yinong suddenly remembered that the villain who hit someone with his car in the plot seemed to be named Lu Yu, who originally had the same surname as Tang Yu.

     “Lu?…The recently bankrupt businessman named Lu, the Huanyu Group?”

     “Interesting,” he thought.

     The original name of Tang Yu was Lu Yu, an ordinary rich second generation who managed a small entertainment company. The company was not bad and he was barely making ends meet. Then the entertainment company went bankrupt, and several famous artists under the company joined the “Entertainment Branch of Huanyu Group”, including Zhang Ruojun.

     Not long after, the Lu family’s Huanyu Group went bankrupt and its chairman was imprisoned. On the other hand, the bankrupt boss Lu Yu suddenly turned into Tang Yu, a dragon who crossed the river.

     “What? Is he the villain?” The system finally reacted.

     This stupid look was unbearable, so An Yinong turned around and ignored him.

     “No, host, you just ran away after this? You should tell me what you think. Is he interested in you when he secretly helps you like this? Wait, so he didn’t just pass by yesterday, but waited here on purpose?”

     “Ah! So he is the sponsor of this show. No wonder you said he helped you enter this variety show.” The system suddenly realized: “So, the rose flowers seem suspicious. It is one of the host’s favorite flowers. By the way, there is also a small soundproof room.”

     “Nonsense, let’s enjoy the flowers.” The corners of An Yinong’s mouth raised slightly, then he quickly lowered them.

     He looked calm: “It’s difficult for the owner to create the beauty of this garden in such a season. You have to appreciate it carefully to live up to their warm blooming intentions. Right?”

     System: … If you say so.

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