Xiao Yi went to answer the phone, still not fully back to his senses.

"Script?" Xiao Yi was still savouring the pleasure from earlier, his mind completely blank. He said, "Huh? What script? Oh, that one. But didn't we say it wasn't finished yet? Alright, alright, did you send it over?"

Lu Zhou "..."

Taking the phone from Xiao Yi, Lu Zhou dismissed him to go take a shower. After chatting for a while, he finally said, "Send all of them together, along with the project materials. Let's fax them over."

At the end of September, there were six scripts on the table.

Two TV dramas and four movies.

Among the movies Xiao Yi checked in April, two were shelved. Another one was uncertain, and now there was a whole bunch of new scripts.

"Let's not consider the TV dramas?" Xiao Yi asked.

"TV dramas bring money quickly," Lu Zhou remarked, "but it's hard to get them started. Ah..."

Xiao Yi put away the TV drama scripts, saying, "TV drama scripts have too many lines. Let's go with movies."

Lu Zhou nodded and eagerly took the remaining four scripts. It was almost October now. Lu Zhou hasn't had any work for two-thirds of this year. If he didn't take anything now, he won't have any work before the end of the year. But Xiao Yi still thought there should be at least one project in a year, no matter what kind.

Lu Zhou had changed, becoming more manly. Maybe it was because of his love life and sexual issues. His eyes, expression, skin, and features were more mature than before. Although he no longer looked like a youthful pretty boy, he was transforming into the type Xiao Yi liked the most.

If Lu Zhou used to be a flawless young handsome guy, now he could almost handle many deeper, more experienced roles. Xiao Yi had a premonition that the next movie would be very important. It would relate to Lu Zhou's final transformation, and Lu Zhou was confident about it.

All four movies featured male leads and were genre films: urban romance, historical, war, and adventure action.

It seemed that adventure themes were developing in China. Starting from the Tomb Raider trend, Xiao Yi watched for a while and found that the urban romance was actually just a revamped version of the previous script, with a different writer, but still reminiscent of the previous version.

"What do you want to watch?" Lu Zhou asked.

Xiao Yi actually wanted to see Lu Zhou make a gay movie. But gay movies were banned in China, and the audience was small. Xiao Yi himself couldn't play the male lead. If he saw Lu Zhou hugging and kissing another man, he would definitely want to beat someone up, so he gave up on the idea.

"Anything is fine," Xiao Yi said. "The adventure film might be good. The male lead is very manly, and it's about Genghis Khan's tomb."

Lu Zhou flipped through the scripts casually and remarked, "It's just that, personal heroism, following the Hollywood formula. It's good for new actors, but there's not much room for development."

"Yeah," Xiao Yi thought for a moment. Indeed, adventure films didn't explore human nature as much as slice-of-life films do, unless Lu Zhou took a martial arts route.

"What's ringing incessantly?" Xiao Yi said.

"It's your phone," Lu Zhou answered.

Xiao Yi looked around for his phone and realized it was upstairs. By the time he got there, it had stopped ringing, displaying an unfamiliar number.

"Forget it," Lu Zhou uttered. "How about we go with the historical film? I want to give it a try. It's been a while since I've done one."

"I'll make a call first," Xiao Yi thought for a moment and decided to call back. On the other end was a familiar voice.

"Mr. Xiao, hello, hello," the person said. "I'm Deng Xiaochuan, a producer. We met at the celebration party last time."

"Ah!" Xiao Yi said. "Hello, hello. What's up?"

"We heard that Lu Zhou is considering taking on a project recently. Do you remember the project I mentioned to you last time?" Deng Xiaochuan continued. "The first draft of the script is ready. If Lu Zhou has time, we'd like him to take a look."

"Alright," Xiao Yi thought it's remarkable that you still remember this matter. He said, "I'll give you my email."

Xiao Yi hung up the phone, and Lu Zhou said, "Don't waste time with him. What investment can he bring in?"

Xiao Yi said, "You never know. Let's take a look first."

Xiao Yi went to print out the fifth script and called Deng Xiaochuan, asking, "When will this project start?"

"The most troublesome thing now is that we don't have a male lead," Deng Xiaochuan said. "I tried contacting Li Changzheng, but he pushed it aside for other roles. We want to start as soon as possible and are in talks with a director. We'll have news in a few days... This script was written ten years ago. The old screenwriter passed away, but we found it again and had another writer refine it..."

Ten years ago! Xiao Yi thought it was impressive that the screenwriter even passed away. Could they still make a movie out of a script written ten years ago?

"Li Changzheng rejected the role and now comes to me!" Lu Zhou was immediately unhappy. He said, "I won't take it!"

"Something from ten years ago," Xiao Yi said, "Let's take a look first."

Lu Zhou answered, "Ten years is nothing. I've taken scripts that were written twenty years ago, and the writer retired, but his son continued to revise it."

Xiao Yi: "..."

Xiao Yi flipped through a few pages and suddenly felt that this script was too absurd.

"You continue," Xiao Yi took the script to the side to read without being disturbed by Lu Zhou, and said, "I'll take a look first."

Lu Zhou: "..."

Lu Zhou really had no way with Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi flipped through the script, feeling both incredulous and yet somehow understanding. But who would even consider making something like this? Who could?

The name of this movie, “Qin Mountains”, was based on a true story that happened more than sixty years ago. It was about a very ordinary incident that occurred on the Loess Plateau. The protagonist of the story was a blind man named Wang Genbao, who earned a living by playing the erhu to support his family.

Wang Genbao had a wife named Yuan Hua, and they have a daughter named Xiu Xiu.

Every day, Wang Genbao's job was to go out with his erhu to perform. Sometimes he helped out at the makeshift stage to make some money to support his wife and daughter.

The family was poor, and the daughter loved candy. Whenever Wang Genbao went out, he always brought back some candy for his daughter from the grocery store. Because he was blind, he often fall victim to petty thieves. One day, when Wang Genbao went out to earn money, a candy seller arrived in the village.

In the evening, Lu Zhou was cooking while listening to Xiao Yi's account.

"Actually, that candy seller was a kidnapper," Xiao Yi said. "He specialized in abducting children."

"Mm," Lu Zhou was dealing with a slippery fish, saying, "And then?"

"Then, Genbao's daughter followed him out and was directly abducted," Xiao Yi continued. "Genbao took his cane and went out searching everywhere, searching his own home and neighboring villages."

"But that doesn't make sense," Lu Zhou said, "His wife wasn't blind. Why didn't he let his wife go search?"

"Because his wife didn't have pants," Xiao Yi said. "They were very poor, and they only have one pair of pants."

Lu Zhou: "Oh, continue."

Xiao Yi continued, "Anyway, Genbao searched for a long time but couldn't find her. His wife, overwhelmed with grief, couldn't bear it and ended up hanging herself."

Lu Zhou: "..."

"Genbao buried his wife, took his erhu, and went door-to-door searching. Then, he started searching for his daughter further. He searched for twenty years."

"He went through many villages, from Wangguantun (NT: a town South-West of Beijing) all the way, carrying a photo of his daughter when she was young. Unfortunately, it was lost on the way due to some mischief. He went to Shaanxi, then entered the Qinling Mountains. Finally, deep in the Qinling Mountains, he found a village. The process was too convoluted to describe. By the forty-fifth scene, he found a girl who resembled his daughter."

"But it had been twenty years, and the girl had also been abducted. She didn't remember anything from back then. She also had a daughter, and her husband abused her, drank heavily, and so on. Genbao wanted to take this young woman and her daughter away, thinking she was his daughter."

Lu Zhou said, "The villagers wouldn't stand for it, I bet."

"Yeah," Xiao Yi's mood seemed heavy as he recounted, "Because Genbao has been blind since childhood. He didn't know where his daughter had a birthmark or what she looked like. He could only feel her face with his hands."

Lu Zhou killed the fish and put it in to steam, then started to pat the prawns, preparing to make braised prawns.

"The villagers chased after them," Xiao Yi told him. "They caught them, stripped them naked, and hung them together. Genbao tried to explain, but they didn't believe him. They wanted to kill the adulterers."

"Damn it," Lu Zhou exclaimed. "Who wrote this? It's too brutal."

"There's a real-life basis," Xiao Yi noted.

Lu Zhou: "And you want me to play Genbao? How am I supposed to play him with my physique..."

"We can use special effects in post-production," Xiao Yi suggested. "Like “Captain America’, a small, slender body before it's been modified, all done with CGI (NT/ Computer generated imagery). But if the makeup is done well, I think it's also possible. Because Genbao is designed to be a tall blind man, and he's quite powerful. He's just bullied because he's blind."

"What happened next?" Lu Zhou asked again.

"Then his daughter died," Xiao Yi said. "She was beaten to death in a sack right in front of him. Genbao could only hear his daughter's cries of pain from inside the sack, unable to do anything."

Lu Zhou: "..."

Xiao Yi continued, "At night, an old man, feeling sorry for Genbao, said that from listening to his songs, he knew he wasn't a bad person. So he let him go, saying, 'Go, hurry and run away.' Genbao took advantage of the deep night, stole a gun, and shot his son-in-law, taking his granddaughter and fleeing. Halfway through their escape, the granddaughter was lost again and taken away by Kuomintang soldiers. Genbao went to play his erhu for a Kuomintang general, begging for help in finding his granddaughter. After much turmoil, he finally found her."

"So they lived happily ever after?" Lu Zhou asked again. "Then it's the Liberation? New China, and everyone lived happily ever after?"

"No," Xiao Yi said. "Later, Genbao grew old and died of illness. His granddaughter got married and had several children. The last scene before he faded out was of him playing the erhu in the courtyard. The children were running around, laughing, and Genbao smiled while playing the erhu. The camera zoomed out, and the courtyard was full of blooming flowers. The end."

"Oh," Lu Zhou had only half-peeled a shrimp, standing there listening to Xiao Yi for almost half an hour.

"It's quite something," Lu Zhou remarked.

"Yeah," Xiao Yi nodded. "It's written quite well."

Lu Zhou replied, "Those old folks are quite ambitious. What's the name of the movie?"

Xiao Yi said: "It's called "Qin Mountains", I guess it means the Loess Plateau, Shaanxi is Qin, so it is Qin Mountains."

" Love Is Like a Mountain,'" Lu Zhou remarked. "Men are like mountains, women like water. Let me take a look at the script. You go cook the shrimps."

Xiao Yi got up to take over for Lu Zhou and asked, "Can this movie make a splash at the box office?"

"It depends on the director," Lu Zhou said. "A good script needs a good director to make it work. Otherwise, it'll flop just the same. I'll call Deng Xiaochuan to ask. If this kind of movie can get approved, box office numbers don't matter anymore. Those willing to take it on won't lack for money. Just afraid it'll get banned by the SARFT again."

Xiao Yi peeled a shrimp and turned back to ask, "Does SARFT really have such wide-ranging control?" (NT: SARFT, now National radio and Television administration, government-controlled agency regulating film, television and internet content)

"The regulations are plenty," Lu Zhou underlined. "There's no way around it. So when lousy directors can't make good films, they just blame it all on SARFT. It all depends on the people. Some stories are good, the director is good, and they can convince the old folks in the censorship board. They might ask you to trim it a bit, but in the end, it'll get approved. Just afraid that if it's poorly made, and the director thinks he's the best, you know, the censorship board, with an average age over sixty, watching works made by people in their thirties and forties, it's like watching kids play. A director without real talent can't fool SARFT."

After Xiao Yi finished cooking, they ate dinner in silence.

After dinner, Lu Zhou went to call Deng Xiaochuan. There still wasn't a good director available. Even with a good script, they couldn't find a suitable director. Lu Zhou was almost defeated by Deng Xiaochuan. He almost wanted to scold him for being useless.

In the end, Xiao Yi gathered a few phone numbers for Lu Zhou to follow up with and asked Deng Xiaochuan to contact directors that Lu Zhou knew.

"Maybe it's better not to take it on," Lu Zhou said. "This producer seems unreliable no matter how you look at it."

"Do you want to take it on?" Xiao Yi asked.

Lu Zhou said, "To play a blind man, I seriously thought about it, but I can't do it. Li Changzheng saw the script and knew about this too, so he turned it down."

"You can do it," Xiao Yi insisted.

"It's not just about talking," Lu Zhou said. "The physical reactions and expressions of a blind person are different from those of ordinary people. Acting it out is impossible."

"Don't you think playing a blind man is a challenge? Even Li Changzheng couldn't do it, but you can. You said it yourself, not even trying is a shame," Xiao Yi noted.

"Now you're lecturing me!" Lu Zhou remarked.

Xiao Yi laughed and replied, "You said the same thing to me the first time you asked me to compose music."

Lu Zhou fell silent again.

After a moment, Lu Zhou said, "I have absolutely no connection whatsoever with this character. I can't feel his emotions. I'm not blind, can't play the erhu, and don't have a daughter. I can't empathize."

"That's what Director Guo said, the third method," Xiao Yi suggested. "Find the intersection between you and the character, then work on the rest, create a new soul."

"I don't know how to do it. I've never understood the third method," Lu Zhou said.

"Oh," Xiao Yi answered. "Then let's turn it down."

Xiao Yi was about to make a call when Lu Zhou said, "Wait, let me think about it again."

"You still want to take it on," Xiao Yi chuckled.

"The crew will definitely hire an erhu teacher," Xiao Yi reassured.

"It's different when you learn it fresh every day. Two hours of lessons a day, making sure your finger movements look good, that's all," Xiao Yi mentioned seriously, pointing at himself, while Lu Zhou watched him.

For a full month, Deng Xiaochuan had been working on contacting directors. Lu Zhou said, "Forget it. It's been ten years without success, it's not going to happen this time either. Think about it, if it could happen, why wait until now when it could've been made ten years ago?"

Xiao Yi didn't say anything. He was scrolling through Weibo when suddenly he yelled, "Wow!!!! It's going to air!!!!"

Lu Zhou: "..."

Xiao Yi: ‘Iron Horse Glacier’ and ‘Floating with the Wind’ are both going to air ah ah ah ah ! ! ! !"

Lu Zhou said, "Which channel? Let me see... Can they be any more ridiculous?! Two TV channels, same time slot, both prime time! It's like I'm competing against myself!"

"Just as long as it airs," Xiao Yi quickly interjected. He no longer had any other expectations. But how to handle two shows airing simultaneously? So Xiao Yi came up with a solution: he projected one show on the living room screen and cast the iPad Air to another, while using another LCD TV to watch the second show.

"Can you be any noisier?" Lu Zhou was almost at his wit's end. "Can't you watch one first and then watch the other online?"

"Don't nag!" Xiao Yi snapped angrily. "Let me concentrate!"

Lu Zhou was juggling between the two prime-time TV channels, and so was Xiao Yi. It was making their heads spin, and both Lu Zhous were roaring in frustration. It created a spectacular effect, as if the wind was howling, horses were neighing, and the Yellow River was roaring.

Lu Zhou himself was feeling dizzy and overwhelmed. Eventually, he had to temporarily turn off one TV and focus on watching. But just as he started to concentrate, Xiao Yi couldn't resist switching channels again. Finally, Lu Zhou couldn't take it anymore and snatched the remote control away.

"Let's watch the Republican-era drama first," Lu Zhou said.

Xiao Yi had no interest in watching Hu Yang's drama at all. Lu Zhou's charm was too overwhelming; every time Xiao Yi saw Hu Yang's drama, he wanted to switch channels. Hu Yang's character was simply... everyone's dream lover! He was gentle yet restrained, wearing a military uniform, disciplined, and full of schemes. He acted so well.

"My idol, wuwuwu..." Xiao Yi said.

"He's right next to you," Lu Zhou said expressionlessly while munching on snacks.

Xiao Yi turned to look, feeling a sense of disdain as if saying, "Who are you?" Lu Zhou threw snacks at him and roared, "I understand now! You're in love with the guy on TV, not me at all!"

"No, no, no," Xiao Yi hurried to reassure him. "He's my idol, but you're my lover. Hey, what's the big deal, Lu Zhou? You're not as handsome as him, I'm serious."

Lu Zhou drank some vinegar (NT: was jealous) for a while, then realized something wasn't quite right. Xiao Yi let him hold him, and Lu Zhou looked like an unhappy sofa potato. Every day, he would sit with Xiao Yi and watch the show he starred in.

The ratings of ‘Iron Horse Glacier’ skyrocketed. Ning Yaqing also acted well, as did Wu Henggu, who was currently popular.

Ning Yaqing had some rumours with Zheng Xiaocong during Valentine's Day, which instantly made her famous. When they were filming, Lu Zhou was a big star, but now it was Ning Yaqing and Wu Henggu who became even more popular. Indeed, fortunes change.

However, with Ning Yaqing and Wu Henggu as a backdrop, Lu Zhou became even more likable. His kingly gaze and aura, screenshots of Lu Zhou were everywhere online. The crew also promoted Lu Zhou. Everyone in the crew's WeChat group was jubilant. The producer even suggested everyone gather and celebrate, and next time, the company would pay for a trip to Sri Lanka for tea.

The ratings exceeded 2%, and Lu Zhou became popular again.

Xiao Yi never imagined that Lu Zhou would turn the tables with two TV dramas that were just airing. Tianya and Weibo were all talking about him, and what's more amazing was that none of this was the work of internet water armies! There was no paid promotion!

But Lu Zhou didn't seem interested at all. For him, acting in TV dramas was no longer as important. After the silence last time, he had started to gradually ignore the outside world's opinions of him.

"This part wasn't acted well," Lu Zhou noted.

"Yeah, a bit," Xiao Yi said. "I remember that day you sneezed with a cold, and snot got on Yaqing's face."

"It's all your fault!" Lu Zhou snapped.

Xiao Yi thought, ‘How is that my fault?’ Well, whatever, let it be.

"We still need to keep working hard," Lu Zhou said. "The popularity only lasts for a while, no more than three months. We need to produce good works."

Xiao Yi nodded. He knew that Lu Zhou's previous prolonged popularity was three parts due to his works and seven parts due to Du Mei's meticulous management, publicity, and hype. That's how entertainment marketing works. With the ratings soaring, it seemed to strengthen Lu Zhou's confidence in transitioning because he needed to plan and manage himself, rather than rely on his looks and hype to get by.

"No news from Deng Xiaochuan yet?" Lu Zhou asked. "He's such a wimp, just like you."

"I noticed you're quite considerate of wimps," Xiao Yi said.

Lu Zhou's mouth twitched. "If it were someone else, the producer, director, and investors would be urging the star, begging for a decision. But on our end, we have to push the producer. It's like being a third-rate actor playing supporting roles. Ask him if he wants to pick a fight before we start shooting."

"..."

Xiao Yi realized that despite Lu Zhou's terrible temper, he seemed to have a magical patience with all sorts of wimps.

According to Lu Zhou's teaching and what he had learned, such movies usually needed a director in place first before proceeding. It had never happened where only the male lead was cast without anything else.

To make this film successful, they needed a director who had a unique understanding of movies. Xiao Yi wasn't sure what kind of movie this was, and even Lu Zhou himself couldn't categorize it.

None of the directors that Lu Zhou introduced to Deng Xiaochuan worked out. Even if they aimed higher for award-winning directors, Lu Zhou's connections fell short. So the film was left in limbo, and Lu Zhou himself didn't have much of an idea.

"Let's go with the final result," Lu Zhou said. "Either we don't make it, or we find a new director. Screw it, let's just be our own producers."

"..."

"No, no, no, that won't work..." Xiao Yi wailed, "I'm just a newcomer who's been in the industry for three years, I don't know anything, how can I be a producer?"

"Put 'Co-Producer: Lu Zhou Studio,'" Lu Zhou said. "How about that?"

Xiao Yi was tempted for a moment, but after some thought, he realized it was like a different world, so he declined. If Lu Zhou got involved, Deng Xiaochuan's name would definitely be pushed to the back, and Lu Zhou's role wouldn't be significant. After all, he couldn't say much in the movie industry circles.

Lu Zhou called Zheng Xiaocong again and asked him to have his friends pay attention. Xiao Yi had memorized the script inside out. A week later, a young man called while Lu Zhou was jogging downstairs, leaving Xiao Yi panting as he came up.

"Um... hello, cough," Xiao Yi said.

The voice was very pleasant, with a magnetic quality that made Xiao Yi's bones turn to jelly the moment he heard it. He felt like this guy was the one who made the call on purpose.

"Ah... ah... he's... below."

"He's below?" The guy sounded a bit surprised and chuckled. "I always thought he was up. Are you two role-playing on the phone?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

"He's working out!" Xiao Yi shouted with all his strength, then collapsed exhausted onto the sofa.

"That's an unusual workout method," the guy said. "I get it, but isn't the lower part usually stationary?"

"He's in the gym downstairs..." Xiao Yi lay on the sofa face down, starting to think this person was a master at sarcasm.

"Oh, I see!" the guy said. "I'm Di Le. Are you Xiao Tuzki?"

"Di Ya (NT: his nickname, meaning duck, or dick in slang)," Xiao Yi said. "I've heard your voice before, just didn't recognize it."

Di Le said, "Could you let him know for me? I found out a director who is interested. Have the investors been lined up?"

"Not a penny yet," Xiao Yi regretted. "Right now, it's just Lu Zhou."

"The story is good," Di Le said. "I know Qin Lao (NT: old Qin); this is based on his grandfather's story. I heard him talk about it when we were shooting a documentary. If no one picks it up, it won't happen. But once someone does, everyone will want to join in. If Brother Fa Cai has taken it, investments will pour in like a snowball rolling downhill. Don't worry, it'll work out."

"Alright," Xiao Yi said. "I'll take your word for it..."

Xiao Yi noted down the director's number and called Deng Xiaochuan to have him contact the other. The director was named Chai, who had directed several good movies. However, with commercial films in demand now, Chai's films were praised but not commercially successful. What's more troublesome was that even if they were praised, it was only by a group of intellectuals, and they couldn't win awards abroad.

"The director is also past his prime," Lu Zhou said. "The lead actor is past his prime, the director is past his prime, and the screenwriter is dead. What kind of project is this, damn it."

"..."

"Just because the original creator passed away!" Xiao Yi uttered. "The current screenwriter is still alive, don't curse him..."

*

Three days later, Deng Xiaochuan got things settled, and after discussing with the director, Lu Zhou was informed to come for a meeting.

Xiao Yi thought directors of these kinds of films would be messy, wearing sunglasses, with scruffy faces, turning off the lights at the start, and discussing some incomprehensible professional terms. But to his surprise, Director Chai was plump, cheerful, with a face full of joy. He had a beer belly, wore a white shirt with a tie, and looked neat and energetic. It seemed that a director's temperament had little to do with the films he made, but rather the type of wife he married.

"Ah, the great talent Lu!" Director Chai said with a smile. "My lifelong wish is to collaborate with you. Even Director Guo praises you to the skies."

Lu Zhou hurriedly smiled, "I dare not, I dare not. It's my honour to work with Director Chai. I'm serious; I need to learn."

Producer Deng Xiaochuan, Director Chai, Lu Zhou, Xiao Yi, and key members of Chai's team gathered to discuss the script. The screenwriter was also invited, a man in his thirties. Director Chai was unhurried, enjoying tea and snacks, even letting his assistant buy some snacks. Everyone sat leisurely and discussed the script as if having a casual chat.

"The script still has many flaws," Director Chai thought for a moment and said. "So, comrades, let's all share our opinions today. Speak freely. This week, we'll roughly outline the scenes and then start looking for investments."

Xiao Yi thought these movie crews were truly diverse and extraordinary. However, Lu Zhou said, "I'm not the creator, so I won't say much..."

"How can you say you're not the creator?" Director Chai said. "You're the core and soul of this movie. Your ideas are the most important."

Lu Zhou had to say, "I'm afraid I won't portray this character well."

Everyone laughed. The screenwriter said, "Mr. Lu, if you can't play this role well, I think we won't be able to find anyone else to do it."

Lu Zhou said, "Someone can be found, but the fee will be high."

Lu Zhou was speaking the truth. Currently, in China, actors in their fifties and sixties, if they wanted to concentrate and act in such a film, it would be possible.

Director Chai intervened, "Learn if you're unsure; everyone starts from somewhere. But Lu Zhou, once you're in my team, you have to listen to me. I can't guarantee the success of this movie, but through our collaboration, I believe you can expand your soul and improve your professionalism."

Lu Zhou nodded, glanced at Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi smiled, "Director Chai is amazing."

Director Chai smiled, "I always speak the truth. Lu Zhou's acting is a bit impetuous; he needs to concentrate and understand the character well."

Lu Zhou was quite humble when facing people who were more talented or talented. He briefly talked about his understanding of this character and concluded, "Sad, but Wang Genbao is also tough, like a mountain, standing resolutely with fatherly love."

"Driving him into the dilemma of fate," Director Chai said, "It's a tragic environment, a tragic era, but he's still fighting."

"I'll give you a method," Director Chai added. "When you get home, blindfold yourself every day, become a blind person, and experience the world as a blind person."

Lu Zhou: "..."

*

After the meeting that day, at home.

Lu Zhou blindfolded himself, holding a cane, walking around the house. Xiao Yi said, "What do you want? Shall I help?"

Lu Zhou waved his hand, groping into the kitchen, pouring water, and spilling it all over the table.

Xiao Yi found it very amusing. Lu Zhou continued to fumble around, picked up a glass of water, sat back on the sofa, and after a moment went to reach for the iPad. Then he realized he couldn't browse Taobao and just sat there.

As Xiao Yi chopped vegetables, he asked, "Have you ever played a blind person before?"

"In a college play," Lu Zhou said.

"A handsome blind man," Xiao Yi told him, "You're even more handsome with a blindfold than before, what should I do?"

With a black cloth covering his eyes, Lu Zhou smiled when he heard this, a blindfolded handsome guy's smile, which immediately filled Xiao Yi with peach blossoms.

 

Translator : DarNan