After Jiang Nan and 771 reconciled, the two of them fiddled with their phones, calculating when they would return to China.
One of them longed to drive his own sports car, while the other wanted to experience how cool it would be to sit on the roof of a sports car.
They stayed in France for three days. On the afternoon of the third day, three hours before their flight took off, the five guests went to a supermarket near the airport.
Jiang Nan pushed the cart straight to the snack section.
Su Fei wandered around for half a day and finally bought two bouquets of roses. As she passed by the snack section, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
The boy had slightly frizzy pink hair, wore a black hooded sweatshirt and beige sweatpants, and was holding a bag of potato chips, carefully looking at the calorie information on the packaging.
Su Fei leaned closer, " Little Immortal Nan, what are you doing?"
Jiang Nan was deep in thought when she was suddenly interrupted. She paused for a moment before saying, "I was looking at calories."
Su Fei sighed deeply, "I understand your pain. For artists like us, we have to be careful about the calories in everything we eat. I once ate a starchy sausage, and my manager grabbed my wrist and wanted to take me to the hospital to induce vomiting, as if I had eaten some kind of poison."
Jiang Nan paused for a moment, then put the bag of potato chips into the shopping cart. "Actually, I just wanted to see if it was high in calories. I'll only buy it if it's high in calories."
Su Fei's expression went blank for a moment. "... Why?"
Jiang Nan replied, "Because high-calorie foods are generally very delicious."
Su Fei: "..."
She seemed to freeze, glancing down at Jiang Nan's figure.
He always prefers to wear loose-fitting clothes, so you can't see the specific details, but you can see that he is slender and upright, not to mention his wrists hanging down at his sides, which are thin, fair, and have a strong bone structure.
Su Fei clutched her chest and said, "You've broken my heart, little brother."
Jiang Nan couldn't help but sing. "Sadness is always inevitable..."
Noticing Su Fei's shocked expression, Jiang Nan thought for a moment and comforted her, "Don't worry, the more heartbroken you are, the stronger you'll become."
Su Fei: "..."
She turned and left.
She didn't say another word to Jiang Nan until the plane landed in Switzerland.
Jiang Nan chatted with 771, saying, "[We're all compatriots, why doesn't she talk to me?]"
771 said coldly, "[I thought you'd have some self-awareness.]"
Jiang Nan replied, "[I don't know, but I have thick skin, the kind that's bulletproof and made in China.]"
771: [... I can't argue with you.]
After exiting the airport, Jiang Nan felt the wind rushing towards her face and took a deep breath. "Ah, this feeling of freedom."
Shen Anbai, pulling his suitcase, passed by him, glancing at Jiang Nan intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze revealing disdain.
Jiang Nan sneezed, grabbed her suitcase, rushed to Shen Anbai's side, darted into the car, and shouted, "Which idiot was cursing me? I curse him to be constipated for a month!"
Shen Anbai: "..."
The cameraman nearby diligently recorded this scene.
He figured the production team had to give him a bonus this time.
771 remarked. "[You practically said it on his face.]"
Jiang Nan crossed her legs. [Hmph, that's just how it is.]
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According to the production team's plan, they were to stay in Switzerland for three days.
Our tour guide this time is Shen Anbai.
After relinquishing her role as a tour guide, Jiang Nan felt carefree and relaxed, and every morning she woke up to find the air sweeter.
When the alarm clock woke her up, Jiang Nan opened her eyes and stretched.
"I'm one step closer to returning to China and riding in a luxury car."
771 nodded silently and clapped: [Well said.]
After everyone had breakfast, Shen Anbai held up his phone, revealing his perfect profile, and flashed a carefully crafted smile in front of the camera, briefly explaining his schedule for the day.
Today they are going to visit a small town surrounded by mountains and lush green grass, with houses nestled around a lake, like a paradise on earth.
Jiang Nan got out of the car and started taking pictures of his expensive Apple XV ProMax.
Shen Anbai said, "Let's take a stroll for a while, then we can go eat, and stay at a nearby hotel tonight."
"Oh, and there's a bar in town; we can check it out tonight," he added.
Jiang Nan's lazy expression suddenly changed.
He straightened up, intrigued.
[771, Tonight should be the iconic scene where the main characters (top and bottom) meet.]
771 nodded: [Yeah.]
Jiang Nan gave a sinister laugh. "[Watch my performance.]"
771:[...]
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In the evening, after a day of filming, the camera crew left, and it was time for the guests to rest.
After returning to the hotel, Jiang Nan sent a message to Su Fei.
[Hey pretty lady, wanna go out tonight?]
Su Fei replied aloofly: [I'm not going.]
Jiang Nan replied with an "Oh".
He continued to poke Sun Zi.
Hey beautiful, wanna go out tonight?
Sun Zi replied quickly, saying, "[I'm a little sleepy, I need to take a nap.]"
Jiang Nan replied: [Okay, okay.]
771 speechless: [You seem like a player, if only you had changed the format of the question...]
Jiang Nan stared at the four words "okay, okay" he uttered, lost in thought.
"771, do you know the difference between a lackey in the past and a lackey now?"
771 always felt that he couldn't possibly say anything nice, so he cautiously shook his head: [I don't know.]
Jiang Nan said in a deep voice, "In the past, lackeys would say 'Yes, sir' or 'Yes, sir'; now, in the new century, lackeys say 'Okay, okay,' or 'Received, received.'"
As Jiang Nan spoke, she became saddened by her words.
771 paused for a moment, then comforted him, saying, "[It's okay, life is like an electrocardiogram; a straight line means you're about to die.]"
Jiang Nan realized, "I've learned something, I've learned something."
He then checked Liang Su's WeChat.
Hey handsome, wanna go out tonight?
Liang Su also remained aloof: [I'm not going.]
Jiang Nan changed the word, [Okay, okay.]
-
After asking the others, Jiang Nan was completely relieved.
He changed into a black hoodie and black pants, wore a baseball cap and a mask, and went to the bar with his phone in hand.
The bar has two floors. Jiang Nan stood on the second floor, staring wide-eyed for a long time before finally spotting Shen Anbai.
He was finally dressed in ordinary clothes, without any traditional Chinese elements, and was sitting near the bar drinking.
She looks quite sad.
Jiang Nan muttered to herself, "What is he being emo about now?"
The Little Black Ball shook its head, "[I don't know.]"
Jiang Nan waited patiently for a few more moments, and then caught a glimpse of a tall figure entering from the bar entrance.
The man has striking, handsome features, jet-black hair, and a distinctly Chinese appearance.
It was none other than Fu Jinchuan.
With everything ready, Jiang Nan opened Weibo and started her live stream.
The fans were quite surprised and tentatively clicked in to take a look.
On the phone screen, a boy sat in a dimly lit hotel room, smiling at them.
The tone was quite intimate.
"Family, it's been so long! Have you missed me?"