redvbooks Chapter 153 How amazing can the real person be?
Chapter 153 How amazing can the real person be?
2:30 p.m.
Peninsula Cafe, a corner by the window.
Jiang Bai was holding a caramel macchiato, looking out the window with a melancholy gaze, silently counting how much longer it would take before someone sold the song.
"Excuse me, miss..."
A guy dressed in trendy clothes, looking quite confident, walked over, holding a phone and flashing what he thought was his most handsome smile:
"I've been observing you over there for a long time, and I think you look a lot like my next girlfriend. Could I add you as a friend...?"
Jiang Bai rolled his eyes inwardly.
This is the fifth one.
This is the fifth one since I left home this afternoon!
Not only men, but also women came to add me on WeChat!
He slowly turned his head, adjusted the power of his charm, and spoke in a polite, distant, yet pleasantly gentle voice:
"Sorry, I'm waiting for someone."
"Furthermore, I don't add strangers on WeChat."
The boy was stunned for a moment.
He should have felt a little embarrassed by the rejection, but when he saw Jiang Bai's clear and innocent eyes, he couldn't get angry at all. Instead, he thought, "Even when my goddess rejects me, she is so gentle. She is so beautiful."
"Sorry to bother you!"
The boy blushed and retreated like a primary school student who had done something wrong.
Watching the boy flee in panic, Jiang Bai rubbed his temples in pain.
"unwise."
"That was a real miscalculation."
"I underestimated the destructive power of this [Forestry Set]."
"This isn't just clothing! This is clearly top-tier 'marriageable' or 'first love' style outfits!"
While the previous JK mini skirts were eye-catching, they carried a certain distance from the world of anime and manga.
But this long cotton and linen dress with a knitted cardigan, plus that casually draped long hair...
It's as if the words "gentle," "suitable for home," and "harmless" are engraved on their foreheads.
This kind of charm is simply a fatal attraction for most guys; anyone who sees it feels like they have a chance!
"I should have worn that black trench coat!"
"Even being seen as a weirdo is better than being seen as prey!"
.......
at the same time.
The entrance to the coffee shop.
A taxi stopped.
Director Xu Wenshan got out of the car.
He was wearing a faded photography vest, his hair was a little messy, and his beard wasn't clean-shaven—a typical image of an art-house film director—a mix of decadence and stubbornness.
Xu Wenshan glanced at his phone.
On WeChat, that old fox Yu Zheng is still sending messages:
Yu Zheng: "Old Xu, have we arrived yet? Have you seen anyone?"
Yu Zheng: "Friendly reminder: be mentally prepared, don't be too shocked when you see the real person."
Xu Wenshan chuckled and replied with a voice message:
"Old Yu, this isn't very interesting."
"I'm a director, I'm an artist."
"Over the years, I've seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, beautiful women for casting. What kind of beauties haven't I seen, plump or slender?"
"Besides, in today's entertainment industry, which one isn't made up of beauty filters? How amazing can they be in real life?"
"I only care whether her songs can be used!"
Xu Wenshan put away his phone and sighed.
The film "Children of the Mountains" is his painstaking work.
With the addition of the song "Baby," a major problem was solved.
But the theme song... is still in production.
"Sigh, if we really can't find a song that's both inspiring and empowering..."
"Then we'll just have to move up the release date of 'Baby' and use it as the theme song, even if it's a tough choice."
"Although it's a bit soft, at least this song is popular recently, it has its own built-in audience, and it can save me millions in marketing costs."
With this "let's just make do" mentality.
Xu Wenshan pushed open the door of the coffee shop.
Ring ring~
The wind chimes on the door tinkled softly.
Xu Wenshan walked into the store, habitually squinting as he scanned the entire space in search of his target.
But as soon as he entered the room, he keenly sensed that something was wrong.
The atmosphere in this coffee shop... is so eerie.
It was the peak time for afternoon tea, and the shop was quite crowded, but it was surprisingly quiet.
Almost no one spoke, or rather, everyone was deliberately lowering their voices and whispering.
Moreover, everyone's gaze, regardless of gender, kept drifting in the same direction.
In those eyes, there was amazement, infatuation, and a cautiousness that dared not make a sound, for fear of disturbing something.
"What's going on?"
"Is a big star filming here?"
Xu Wenshan, a seasoned veteran, followed the gazes of the crowd and looked over curiously.
The corner by the window.
The afternoon sunlight filtered through the white gauze curtains, creating a gentle and hazy effect.
First look.
Xu Wenshan stopped in his tracks.
nice.
Extremely beautiful.
She was a girl wearing a beige, forest-style long dress.
She was looking down, her slender fingers gently stirring the coffee in front of her.
A light brown knitted cardigan was draped lazily over her shoulders, and a few strands of hair fell from under her beret, partially obscuring her profile.
But just by looking at that exposed jawline and that quiet, graceful sitting posture...
"hiss......."
Xu Wenshan gasped inwardly.
She just sat there, and it was as if she purified the air around her.
That kind of aloofness and gentleness that emanates from within is like an unadorned oil painting.
"This isn't a person! It's clearly a painting!"
"Even the kind of beautifully formatted photos that can be used directly as movie posters without any retouching!"
As a director, he has an occupational habit—the first thing he notices about a person is not their appearance, but their "storytelling ability".
And the person in front of me...
Every inch of him tells a story!
Then, the second glance.
Xu Wenshan pushed up his glasses and frowned slightly.
"This person..."
"Why does this look so familiar?"
"This outfit..."
The image of the song "Baby" from The Voice of China flashed through his mind, and then overlapped with the person in front of him.
Holy crap!
Xu Wenshan suddenly realized what was happening.
"Isn't this the Jiang Baizhi I've been looking for?!"
"She's even more charismatic in person than on TV?"
Having identified his target, Xu Wenshan took a deep breath, straightened his slightly wrinkled vest, and strode over.
.......
in the corner.
Jiang Bai is on the verge of collapse.
The aura effect of "Charm Value 13" is just too strong.
Within half an hour of sitting there, the coffee shop became increasingly crowded.
He could clearly feel that at least twenty pairs of eyes were fixed on him, like countless probes scanning him from all angles.
"Stop looking..."
"Please, please stop watching..."
"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to have a social anxiety attack and crawl under the table right now!"
Jiang Bai stared intently at the vortex in the coffee cup, trying to use his telekinesis to make himself invisible.
Just then.
A series of footsteps approached him directly.
Jiang Bai's heart tightened.
"here we go again?"
"Is this the sixth one already?"
He helplessly raised his head, his eyes showing a hint of weariness that said, "I'm desperate, but I have to keep up the politeness."
The first thing you see is a middle-aged man with a full beard, slightly messy hair, and wearing a tattered vest.
The middle-aged man was staring at him with a pair of fanatical eyes.
Jiang Bai's expression changed, and his heart skipped a beat:
"It's over!"
"Not even a young man anymore this time?"
"So now it's middle-aged men hitting on them?"
"Are all middle-aged men this wild these days?"