novelinnhs Chapter 8 Wishing you early obesity
Chapter 8 Wishing you early obesity
"Hey girl over there, look over here, look over here! The performance here is amazing, please don't pretend to ignore me."
Yiran, like a male peacock in heat, sang a light and playful song in a very lewd way.
"Who? I don't know! I don't recognize them!"
Wu Hao lowered his head so low it almost hit the table. He didn't want anyone to know he knew Yi Ran; it was too damn embarrassing.
"Are you still going to register? We're definitely out of stock today. Register now, and we'll ship your orders tomorrow in the order they were registered today." Wu Hao shook the ballpoint pen in his hand, running out of ink again.
He turned to look at the table next to him; Huang Yiliang had disappeared somewhere to slack off.
A shady corner of the girls' dormitory
Huang Yiliang squatted in the corner without any regard for his image, stuffing several large meat buns into his hands. He had been too busy and forgot to eat anything to fill his stomach, and he almost fainted from hunger.
A clothes hanger fell from the sky.
Huang Yiliang instinctively raised his hand to grab his head, firmly catching the clothes hanger that was about to hit him.
"Huh?! Am I that strong?" Huang Yiliang was stunned for a moment.
Zhou Mengdie immediately reported her achievement: "What?! It was me! I provided you with timely brainwave warnings."
She was in a spirit state, and her spiritual awareness was more than ten times that of a normal human.
This is a perfect geological disaster detector; even a dog wouldn't be as effective as her.
"Get back to hibernation right now, no wonder I'm so hungry today." Huang Yiliang cursed irritably.
"I want to see which star students Beijing Film Academy has at this time!" Zhou Mengdie muttered to herself.
Today is the day for new students to enroll at Beijing Film Academy. I don't know if it's for publicity, but most of the senior students who are already somewhat famous have come back to help with the welcome.
Huang Yiliang just saw one of his favorite female celebrities.
"Sorry, I hope I didn't hit you!" A sweet, coquettish voice came from upstairs.
"How pretentious! Disgusting!" Zhou Mengdie pursed her lips.
"Agreed!" Huang Yiliang nodded in deep agreement.
Her affected tone is comparable to that of Kurosawa Chiling from Taiwan.
"Girl, what are you putting on this act? Is Pan Jinlian accidentally dropping her clothes hanger?"
After Huang Yiliang finished speaking, he prepared to run away, because the next thing that might fall was a bucket of water.
"Hehe, so are you Ximen Qing?"
The noise from upstairs startled Huang Yiliang.
He hadn't expected the other party to be able to turn the tables on him like this, and couldn't help but look up at the building.
Hey—! Isn't this the talented Jiang Da?
"Hey—! I'm Yun Ge'er, the pear seller. Be careful, or I'll tell Wu Song and we'll deal with you, Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing." Huang Yiliang grinned.
Anyone can talk big.
But the next second, another clothes hanger flew over.
Huang Yiliang instinctively raised his right hand and caught it again.
Oh dear! I wouldn't have known I was so powerful if I hadn't gotten a beating.
Zhou Mengdie rolled her eyes: "It's me reminding you again!"
Huang Yiliang had guessed that this was probably the case, but since he and Zhou Mengdie were now one entity, it was indirectly his ability.
With a "pfft".
A tiny head with an extremely low threshold for laughter popped out from behind Jiang Cai Nu.
It's Liu Yahua.
Perhaps because she was in her own dorm room, she didn't cover her mouth while laughing, freely showing off her white teeth.
"Hey, so you were the one who handed her the clothes hanger? Watch out, or I wish you a premature obesity."
Huang Yiliang, with his sharp eyes, noticed that it was Liu Yahua who had mischievously handed the clothes hanger to Jiang Cainu.
This is unbelievable! Weren't these two supposed to be at odds?
"Teeth?"
"Pfft—!" Jiang Cainu couldn't help but laugh out loud. She turned to look at Liu Yahua and found that her roommate's teeth were indeed very incongruous.
This nickname is so fitting! How come she never noticed it before?
No, this secret will haunt her for the rest of her life.
Liu Yahua pointed her trembling finger at Huang Yiliang downstairs, the little girl's face turning green with anger.
At this time, no one said her teeth were ugly; everyone praised her for being beautiful, well-behaved, and very clever.
"You...you...you're talking nonsense!" The little girl was well-mannered; even though she was furious, she didn't utter any vicious insults.
"Who told you to encourage others to throw me out?"
Huang Yiliang ran away as soon as he finished speaking.
Toothpaste has many fans, and that tough guy Zhu might beat him up.
A good man doesn't argue with a woman, I'm outta here!
"Brother Liang, you're finished. Women are all petty and hold grudges." Zhou Mengdie shook her head and sighed. She still wanted to get the fairy sister's autograph.
"It can't be that bad!"
Huang Yiliang shrugged, not taking it to heart, and finished his steamed buns in another spot.
This guy had no idea that he had caused the young girl a lot of psychological trauma. For many years, she didn't dare to laugh out loud in public.
......
"Hey bro, wanna have a cigarette?"
A long-haired, sleazy-looking man squatted down next to Huang Yiliang.
Huang Yiliang turned his head.
Hey—! What day is it today?
Isn't this the man that Kurosawa Chiling most wanted to marry before she changed her surname?
Unfortunately, this guy was too weak and let the little life win.
Huang Yiliang hated trivial matters more than anything in his life, so he also disliked the long-haired man in front of him who had lost to trivial matters.
"Give--!"
Huang Yiliang took out a cigarette. It was just a cigarette; he wouldn't be stingy with a woman.
"Hey, Hua Zi! Thanks, bro. I've never smoked Hua Zi before," the long-haired man said exaggeratedly.
Huang Yiliang pursed his lips and calmly took back the remaining half pack of cigarettes.
"The acting was overdone and a bit exaggerated."
The long-haired man chuckled, seemingly unfazed: "My name is Huang Bo, from the class of 02. You must be a freshman! I haven't seen you before."
"You've seen all these students from Beijing Film Academy?" Huang Yiliang looked at Huang Bo suspiciously.
"Brother Liang, don't be fooled by him. This guy is in a vocational college class, a voice acting training class at that. It might not even be held on the Beijing Film Academy campus."
Huang Yiliang wasn't particularly knowledgeable about the entertainment industry, but Zhou Mengdie was very familiar with it and immediately gave Huang Yiliang a reminder.
"There are quite a few people from Beijing Film Academy, but your temperament is so unique. If I had met you before, I definitely wouldn't have forgotten you," Huang Bo said with great certainty.
Huang Yiliang frowned: "What's so special about it?"
"Both old and young!" Huang Bo blurted out, then quickly explained with a smile, "Sorry, I meant you're definitely not that old, but you have a very mature demeanor."
Just as Huang Yiliang was about to retort, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was his father.
"Hey! You've arrived in Shenzhen, haven't you?" Huang Yiliang pressed the answer button.
"What? You went to Dongguan?"
Upon hearing Huang Yiliang's words, Huang Bo's eyes flashed with a green light, and his expression gradually became lewd.
This guy knows a lot!
"How much? Two hundred thousand? Are you crazy? What kind of service did you get? Or were you scammed?" Huang Yiliang turned around and cursed angrily.
He actually has 200,000 yuan now. He just sold 1,000 MP3 players, and the 200,000 yuan in cash hasn't been accounted for yet.
However, Huang Yiliang misunderstood his father. Huang Haidong had already been to Huaqiangbei, and somehow he hooked up with the boss's wife and found out that the manufacturer of their MP3 player was in Dongguan.
After getting the address, he went to Dongguan and found the manufacturer. He even negotiated the price down to 120 yuan per piece, and if he didn't want to use a label and opted for OEM manufacturing, it would only cost 106 yuan per piece.
Huang Haidong also learned that many digital products, both domestic and international, are manufactured in factories in Dongguan, with ex-factory prices that are shockingly low.
After listening to Huang Haidong's explanation, Huang Yiliang glanced at his watch.
"Okay, I understand. I'll transfer 200,000 to you before the bank closes at 5 p.m. I'll hang up now."
After Huang Yiliang hung up the phone, he discovered that Huang Bo was trying to eavesdrop.
"Hey, watch your manners!" Huang Yiliang sneered.
"Hehe!" Huang Bo scratched his head awkwardly.
"Um, what should I call you, brother?" Huang Bo asked shyly.
"Huang Yiliang, if you're going to give me face, call me Brother Liang," Huang Yiliang said, arms crossed.
"Hey! Brother Liang! We're from the same clan!"
Huang Bo is truly shameless. He must know that he is much older than Huang Yiliang, but he still shamelessly agrees with him.
This kind of person deserves to be successful in the future.
"Get to the point!"
"Hey, Brother Liang, what does your family do? Are you interested in investing in movies?" Huang Bo asked tentatively.
He hadn't heard the voice on the other end of the phone clearly, but he heard the young man in front of him say a few words and then transfer 200,000 yuan to his friend.
And that BMW next to him is his; he's definitely a rich second-generation.
"I don't want to tell you, and I don't want to invest," Huang Yiliang refused directly.
Zhou Mengdie, however, became anxious.
"Brother Liang, don't refuse yet. Make sure it's an investment from Crazy Stone. This guy already connected with Ning Hao when he was filming Guan Hu's TV series; he might be helping Ning Hao's Crazy Stone get investment."
"Investing in a movie requires millions or tens of millions of dollars. Where would we get that much money?" Huang Yiliang shook his head silently.
"Yes! The total investment for 'Crazy Stone' was only three million. After your MP3 business is finished, you'll definitely have over a million. Plus, with Uncle Dong's house mortgaged, three million is a piece of cake." Zhou Mengdie had already done the math.
Huang Yiliang thought about it and realized it was true; he had become a millionaire without even realizing it.
"No! Listen to my project first!" Huang Bo quickly grabbed Huang Yiliang.
"This is a script written by a good friend of mine. It's very interesting and has already won several major awards both domestically and internationally. It would definitely make money if it were made into a movie."
"Let's exchange phone numbers. I'll have my buddy bring the script and we can get together sometime, take a look!"
Huang Bo is a smooth talker, and Huang Yiliang exchanged phone numbers with him.