Feng Xuan pondered for a moment. “The second one!”
Producer: “Oh? What’s Mr. Xiao Xuan’s expert opinion?”
Feng Xuan: “Oh.”
Feng Xuan continued. “The first one will be censored into ‘Senior Brother Orally Gains Enlightenment’.”
After a few seconds of silence,
Feng Xuan spoke seriously, “I think this would negatively impact social morals!”
Although the name “Orally Gains Enlightenment” didn’t pass the review,
In the end, Qi Zhuoyu still physically realized it in private!
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Day.
The producer had confidence from somewhere unknown.
He dared to compete for box office during the Spring Festival season with this terrible film.
The absurd result was,
The attendance rate for this crappy movie was actually decent, maybe because everyone was curious about how a wife slave could kill his wife to gain enlightenment.jpg
Of course, it was probably only CP fans who went to watch.
After all, rounding up, this was basically a fanmade movie filmed by the actual couple themselves!
To support the movie’s box office,
Feng Xuan also bought movie tickets on New Year’s Eve.
As soon as he entered the cinema,
Wow.
There wasn’t a single person.
Qi Zhuoyu held the popcorn bucket and milk tea for him. As Feng Xuan walked, he muttered. “This is too miserable!”
Although he knew it might be filmed badly, wasn’t it too much to not have even one viewer!
What happened to the protagonists in original danmei novels casually filming some ancient-style movie and winning an Oscar?
To this, Li Chaofeng said, Sister-in-law, times have changed. It’s 2023 now, why are you still reading original danmei novels from 2008?
Feng Xuan: “…”
Later he found out,
It turned out this screening he was watching had been bought out by the big devil.
Sure enough.
Even Qi Zhuoyu’s godlike acting skills couldn’t save the producer’s dog-like movie plot.
Feng Xuan was too embarrassed to continue watching.
Qi Zhuoyu, on the other hand, watched with great interest, even showing signs of wanting to watch it a second or third time.
On the way home, he even set Feng Xuan’s prince appearance from the movie as his wallpaper.
So what was so good about this prince look, wasn’t it just how he dressed in the Ninth Heaven!
On New Year’s Eve night, there was a heavy snowfall.
The last time he spent New Year’s in the mortal realm was thousands of years ago.
Feng Xuan liked the liveliness of the mortal realm, so this time he even invited Li Chaofeng and Jing Yu to celebrate together.
Oh right, he even invited Siming’s reincarnated producer from this life.
Siming really came to experience tribulations this time, with his memories completely wiped clean.
He clearly jumped into the Bilo River honestly.
When invited by Feng Xuan,
The producer was still pleasantly surprised!
Mortal life is short, but those New Year customs and traditions have been passed down in an amazing way through the long years.
The villa’s courtyard was already hung with lanterns and couplets early on, and strings of small red lanterns were hung on the trees, creating a strong New Year’s atmosphere.
There was a centralized place for setting off fireworks in the community.
It was right by the lakeside not far from the villa.
Feng Xuan went to set off fireworks after dinner.
Jing Yu was accompanying Li Chaofeng drinking, and Li Chaofeng’s drunken howls could be heard from far away.
Yue’er was playing cards with Siming’s reincarnation. Until now, the producer didn’t know that the other two ladies playing cards with him were actually rabbit spirits from the Moon Palace!
Qi Zhuoyu was helping him light fireworks by the lake.
Feng Xuan was bored waiting on the side, so he took out his phone to photograph him.
But the flash wasn’t turned off.
He was caught red-handed by Qi Zhuoyu.
“Sneaking photos?”
“It’s openly taking photos.”
“Let Senior brother take a look, see if there are any ugly ones.”
“There aren’t,” Feng Xuan walked over. “My photography skills are very good, okay!”
Qi Zhuoyu looked. “Why is it only me?”
Obviously.
Don’t overestimate the functions of smartphones!
“Then how about a selfie?” Feng Xuan adjusted a bit.
Qi Zhuoyu was still unsatisfied.
He casually cut out a paper figure and transformed it into a paper person.
Feng Xuan exclaimed. “It’s Qu Zhuyu! Haven’t seen him in a long time.”
Qi Zhuoyu said unhappily. “What, you miss him?”
“Isn’t this manifested from your primordial spirit? How can you even be jealous of yourself, Senior brother is just a big jealous fish!”
“Mm. I’m jealous, what to do, you come comfort me?”
“I won’t.” Feng Xuan dodged him.
Qi Zhuoyu grabbed him in one move, holding him tight. “Won’t comfort? If you don’t comfort Senior brother, I’ll have to pinch your face to gain enlightenment.”
“Hahahahaha! Don’t throw snow at me, Senior brother it’s so cold!” Feng Xuan struggled in his arms.
Unfortunately, their strength difference was too great.
Feng Xuan was hugged and messed with thoroughly.
Qu Zhuyu, as a tool fish,
Tremblingly captured this scene.
After playing in the snow outside until he was tired, Feng Xuan was koala-hugged back to the villa.
In his drowsy state, he was still mumbling. “Senior brother, remember to wake me up when the fireworks start at midnight, I want to see.”
The New Year’s Eve snow fell heavier and heavier.
The electronic fireplace in the room burned vigorously, with goose feather-like snow drifting outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Feng Xuan was curled up in bed, sleeping soundly.
One hand clutched Qi Zhuoyu’s hand, refusing to let go.
It was a small habit he had developed over the past thousand years.
Qi Zhuoyu sat by the bed, flipping through the photos from earlier.
His little ancestor’s face was flawless, not a single ruined picture even when playing around like that.
For the purpose of showing off,
Qi Zhuoyu selected two photos and posted them on Weibo.
He didn’t add any text to it.
But the comment section exploded instantly.
It was probably due to the fans and popularity he had accumulated from his previous variety show appearance.
The comments were mostly exclaiming about how sweet it was, how they were dying from the sweetness, and how they shouldn’t love it so much.
That tool fish had taken quite a good candid shot.
The movements were natural and intimate, the unspoken love could be felt even through the screen.
Ordinary, yet not so ordinary.
It was the first time Qi Zhuoyu noticed his own gaze towards Feng Xuan.
Focused and affectionate, with a hint of imperceptible obsession, his eyes reflecting his entire world.
Refreshing once more,
The top comment had changed.
“The happiness feels a bit like seeing the end of a novel.”
The replies under it were all crying wildly.
Sisters, don’t make it so sad during the New Year, wuwuwu!
Qi Zhuoyu’s expression paused.
Without realizing, downstairs in the TV, the Spring Festival Gala hosts began the countdown.
“Ten—”
“Nine—”
…
…
“Three—”
“Two—”
“One—”
As soon as it struck midnight,
Countless dazzling fireworks exploded in the night sky.
Feng Xuan woke from his dream.
He said softly, “Senior brother…”
Qi Zhuoyu kissed him once. “Happy New Year.”
Feng Xuan leaned in and kissed him again. “Happy New Year!”
Qi Zhuoyu had just smiled for a second.
When Feng Xuan shook him. “Senior brother, red envelope! Give me the red envelope!”
Qi Zhuoyu: “…”
This was all he deserved.
He curved his lips in a silent laugh.
He sent Feng Xuan a big red envelope.
Without realizing,
They had loved each other for another year.
Qi Zhuoyu paused for a moment.
He then replied to that top comment:
[Our story will never end.]
