As someone who had been quietly following Lady Zhao, Han Leng naturally knew about the scandal surrounding Zhao Youyue, who had secretly taken pictures of "The Nation's Husband" Ding Yuncong's race.
Some people might have believed the rumor at first, but Han Leng did not believe it at all. His first reaction was to wonder if Lady Zhao was related to Ding Yuncong. Later, he found out that Lady Zhao was not related to Ding Yuncong at all. However, her cousin, Zhao Hao, was a close friend of Ding Yuncong.
Others might not believe Zhao Hao, thinking that he was trying to get close to Zhao Youyue, to ride on her popularity, but Han Leng believed it.
Those netizens who imagined Zhao Youyue to be from some hidden family must have read too many web novels …
Han Leng was very confident in Zhao Youyue's beauty standards. If she really had her eyes on Ding Yuncong, then Lady Zhao would not be the girl that he thought highly of. He felt that Zhao Youyue should not care about any man.
Although this kind of mentality seemed to be a bit self-deprecating, it felt like 'if I can't get it, no one else can either'. But in fact, this was what he thought from the bottom of his heart. After all, his way of thinking was different from ordinary people.
"Do you think someone will follow me and take pictures of me like this?" Zhao Youyue said proudly. She was very satisfied with her side character.
Han Leng did not react. In his eyes, Zhao Youyue was a goddess, be it the long-haired or short-haired Zhao Youyue. In fact, the short-haired Zhao Youyue was more approachable. Lady Zhao, who had attracted his heart, had short hair.
"Why not? How are you now? Isn't it you?" Han Leng asked subconsciously.
"I'm a side character now! Nobody cares about me in school, and I can't even receive love letters anymore. Do I still have to worry about paparazzi outside school? They won't recognize me at all. "
Han Leng heard Zhao Youyue's words, and he finally understood. He had not received any love letter requests since school started more than a month ago. All the love letters he received seemed to be for Bai Yunshan.
Han Leng did not know who Bai Yunshan was, and he was too lazy to find out. He rejected them all anyway. He would only accept love letters for Zhao Youyue, and write them with 120% enthusiasm.
"Then I'll write more for you." Han Leng could not help but say. In his heart, Lady Zhao should always be the most popular girl in his high school. How could she lose to others?
"I don't want your love letters anymore. Just give me your essays and short stories. You must write them seriously. If they are too disgusting, I don't want them anymore," Zhao Youyue ordered. She was actually quite curious about the taste of Han Leng's essays.
"Eat?" Han Leng was puzzled. He suddenly thought of the character Wen Qingyu, but how could Lady Zhao be a literary girl?
"Of course, eating a book means reading in depth. Why? Are you not willing to write a book for me to eat?" Zhao Youyue said confidently.
"Are you cosplaying as Wen Qingyu again? If that is the case, I will, of course, write to you, but you must give me a detailed evaluation of what I have written. " Han Leng could not help but laugh. He knew that Zhao Youyue seemed to have a hobby of cosplaying iconic characters, and that she was especially good at it. Other cosplayers might just imitate the costumes, but Zhao Youyue's was absolutely perfect.
Perhaps this was not just cosplaying, but a true God's restoration.
Han Leng even felt that when Zhao Youyue performed, she was not Zhao Youyue at all, but his Chu Luoxun. Therefore, his infatuation with his Goddess Chu had been transferred to Zhao Youyue.
Han Leng could not help but think that his "Beautiful April" might be adapted into a movie in the next few years. He had an idea. Could he ask Zhao Youyue to play the character Chu Luoxun?
Ordinary actresses would never be able to portray the essence of Goddess Chu. They did not even know much about music. How could they portray Chu Luoxun's devotion and love for music, not to mention using a long lens to film the process of Chu Luoxun playing the violin? They could only ask the actresses to pose, then film it through editing, and hire a voice actor …
Han Leng liked Zhao Youyue very much, but with his current status, it did not seem to be enough to appoint an actress. He was not an investor, and Zhao Youyue was not a professional actress.
This discovery made him feel anxious about his new book once again. He felt that he could not delay it any longer. Only by continuously succeeding and improving his status in the literary world could he have a greater say. When that time comes, he could appoint Zhao Youyue to play the role of Chu Luoxun.
"I will give it a good review. Who knows, maybe I can use these materials to write a work of gourmet cuisine. I am afraid that your work will be too disgusting." Zhao Youyue said.
Han Leng smiled confidently. How could his work be disgusting? Han Leng might not be confident in other aspects, but when it comes to writing, he was confident that he would not lose out to anyone. Not only was he talented, but he had also put in unimaginable effort.
This artistic and stylish cafe was located in an inconspicuous alley. Next to it was a rather unique bar. There were even people playing and singing. These artistic bars opened at noon.
It was Zhao Youyue's first time coming to such a place. She found it interesting. After entering the cafe, she realized that the style of this cafe was very similar to the independent bookstore that she brought Su Li to. Should she say that they were both artistic youths? Han Leng and Shi Jingnian seemed to have similar tastes. Why don't I introduce him to Shi Jingnian next time? Of course, I will let Han Leng cross-dress and meet Shi Jingnian as Leng Zi … Zhao Youyue thought happily.
The café had two floors. When one stepped into the café that was full of artistic atmosphere, soothing and light music lingered in one's ears, giving off a sense of simplicity. On the second floor, there were all kinds of black and white photos hanging on the roof. They seemed to be famous writers and musicians. There were also all kinds of book accessories, glass ball accessories, and personalized murals on the wall. There was even a guitar in the corner, which could be picked up and played at any time. The roof was made of yellow lattices and green glass, creating an elegant atmosphere.
Han Leng seemed to have a good relationship with the artistic youth, no, the middle-aged artistic boss. However, when he saw Han Leng bringing the girl-next-door Zhao Youyue in, the middle-aged artistic uncle's face seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of life, as if he was about to turn black …
Zhao Youyue curiously asked Han Leng why the middle-aged artistic uncle looked so vicissitudes of life. Han Leng joked that it was probably because the uncle was still single.
The uncle smelled an unpleasant sour stench.
Why didn't he find a wife? Zhao Youyue asked again.
Maybe he was an honest man who did not want to be honest. Han Leng guessed.
"Alright, let's talk about literature. Where's your writing?" Han Leng went straight to the topic. He was not here to fall in love. Literature was his favorite.
"I haven't started writing yet." Zhao Youyue said confidently.
She looked here and there, and actually wanted to start playing the guitar. However, the quality of the guitars in the shop was not good, and she was not very satisfied.
As for herself, she was obviously more interested in music.
"What? If you haven't written anything, then why are you bragging? I brought you here to see what you've written, and then give you some pointers! "Han Leng was a little unhappy. He felt that Lady Zhao was messing with him again.
Lady Zhao was disrespecting literature!
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