The original journey through Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai was supposed to end here, and the next stop should have been elsewhere.
But he made a last-minute change to the itinerary.
Because, there was soone waiting for him there.
"Yang Mi, do you really need to do this?" Sun Dasheng looked amused at the woman in front of him, fully decked out in disguise.
If he hadn’t known in advance who this was.
It would have been really hard to recognize.
The celebrities who are always using their smarts to outwit paparazzi and fans really have top-notch disguise techniques.
"Of course, don’t underestimate the forr top star, alright?" Yang Mi quickly darted onto his RV.
The first thing she did upon getting in was to take off her clothes.
"Hey, are you really in such a hurry?"
Yang Mi shot him a look: "It’s already warm spring, the weather is over ten degrees, do you really want to keep wearing such a thick down coat? Are you not afraid I’d overheat?"
"Alright, is that even a down coat? It looks so thin." Sun Dasheng really couldn’t tell her coat was down.
"It’s a special design for stars, okay? If it’s too thick, I’d look like a dumpling, and the mont soone snaps a photo, it’ll be trending: ’XX has gained weight.’
Yang Mi complained: "That’s the favorite kind of news for paparazzi."
Sun Dasheng squinted his eyes: "Well, who’s making you celebrity types love staying in the trending news all the ti?"
"You gain sothing, you lose sothing, right?"
Yang Mi was a bit annoyed but couldn’t refute.
She sighed and said: "You’re right."
"Because attention ans exposure, ans traffic, and now, traffic is the lifeline for celebrities. It’s inco, it’s money, who wouldn’t care about it?"
"But since we make so much money, it’s only fair to deal with so backlash."
"Wow... your realization is quite profound." Sun Dasheng said with so surprise.
After taking off the last piece of clothing, Yang Mi returned to her fresh look, tying up her hair and saying: "Of course, without this level of self-awareness, how could I have stayed popular for so long?"
Sun Dasheng agreed with her on this point.
There are many stars who beco popular, like the fish swimming across the river.
But very few can maintain long-term popularity, rarer than water in the desert.
Many people beco famous, get popular, and then get carried away.
The outco for them is usually not great.
"Are you really not going to act and want to travel with ?" Sun Dasheng looked at the big and small bags in her hand.
She seed to have prepared everything thoroughly.
As if it were the real deal.
This happened because Sun Dasheng had posted so of his travel photos on his social dia (work account), which mostly had casual acquaintances added to this WeChat.
And she happened to see them.
Imdiately asking if he needed a travel companion.
How was he supposed to answer that?
Actually, he didn’t have that idea.
Didn’t you notice he didn’t bring anyone along this ti?
Well...
The unexpected travel companion he encountered in the middle doesn’t count, it was a big misunderstanding.
When they finally parted ways, Sun Dasheng told her.
Xu Moyao was so embarrassed she could have dug herself a three-bedroom apartnt.
Seeing he didn’t have that intention.
Mimi used her expertise in acting: pouting and acting cute.
Her mouth was really persuasive.
She could also be humble, continuously using sweet words to coax him.
What could Sun Dasheng do?
Such a good sister who could provide him with emotional value, he could only agree with tears in his eyes.
"Hmm, acting is boring, just crappy scripts, they can just use CGI later."
"You..." Sun Dasheng was at a loss for words.
Are you aiming to beco the next An Ju La Baby?
How terrifying!
"Haha, you actually believed it?" Yang Mi laughed and smacked him, "Even though I like to juggle multiple filming projects, I still maintain professional ethics, alright? I personally take part in each film, not using any stunt doubles or CGI."
"Oh... so do you have a grudge against that An Ju La Baby? Teasing her on purpose?" Sun Dasheng curiously delved into the celebrity gossip.
Whether there was a grudge or not, Yang Mi didn’t say.
But not saying anything indicated quite a lot.
"Let’s get going!" Yang Mi looked at the RV interior, quite satisfied.
The reason she deliberately said that was to steer the conversation away.
Otherwise, her intentions would be too obvious, easy for him to guess.
Why was she so eagerly coming over to serve this bigshot?
Wasn’t it to get a taste of sothing good?
With her information network, she had already known that her longti rival Liu Yifei had quietly climbed up to him, even snagging the role in the "Wandering Earth" she had been dreaming about.
Why?
Clearly, I was the one who ca first.
Receiving this ssage, Mimi felt full of grievances.
However, she was extrely rational and smart.
She knew she didn’t have the standing to ask why it wasn’t her.
Asking such a question would only bring humiliation.
After all, if the boss wants to give it to soone, they can, who dares to question it?
Then you’d just wait to be sidelined.
Resuming her spirits, she was full of drive and finally waited for this opportunity.
Flirt, flirt fiercely.
If you don’t please the boss, how can you progress?
"Can you drive?" Sun Dasheng asked.
"Huh?" Yang Mi was a bit puzzled: "We have to drive ourselves?"
She thought there would be a driver.
Unexpectedly, Sun Dasheng nodded with a smile: "Yes, we drive ourselves."
Yang Mi’s embarrassnt syndro struck; to be honest, it’s been a long ti since she last drove herself.
She always rides in cars driven by a driver.
"I’ll give it a try, but I’m a bit rusty," Yang Mi confessed.
It wasn’t honesty, but a fear of mishaps that would bring trouble.
"Alright, you don’t need to drive, just sit in the passenger seat and chat with ."
"Uh, okay." Chatting is good, she was looking forward to it.
Whispering sweet nothings is her favorite.
Heading south.
Jinling City.
Yeah, as everyone knows, Jinling City is Huijing.
So Sun Dasheng’s itinerary was spot on.
Jinling City’s historical spots are nurous, taking Sun Dasheng several days to pay homage to each.
Jiming Temple.
Originally built in the first year of Yongkang in the Western Jin Dynasty (300 AD), it has over seventeen hundred years of history and is one of the oldest Buddhist monasteries and imperial temples in Nanjing, with its incense offerings continuously flourishing. It’s long been renowned as the "First Temple of the Southern Dynasties" and the best of the "480 Temples of the Southern Dynasties."
Watching Mimi speak eloquently next to him.
Sun Dasheng was a bit surprised.
Was this the big-breasted bimbo Mimi he had in mind?
Turns out she’s quite knowledgeable.
Seeing his surprised expression, Mimi stood tall: "What’s up, did you think there was no ink in my belly?"
Sun Dasheng nodded.
Most celebrities are hopeless illiterates, right?
"Can’t bla your stereotypes, illiteracy is very common in our circle, but not ," Mimi said confidently, crossing her arms: "I’m from a family of scholars, if I hadn’t beco an actress, I’d have gone to a prestigious university to study."
Sun Dasheng was skeptical.
No words from these celebrities can be taken at face value.
Of course, it might be true, but also slightly exaggerated.
"Really, you know, my family is full of academic achievers, I’m the worst student, my uncle and several cousins are at Tsinghua University," seeing his doubtful face, Mimi quickly explained.
She even took out her phone to show him evidence.
Sure enough, it was all true as she said.
"Then I really underestimated you," Sun Dasheng said, pondering: "I understand now where your na ’Mi’ ca from, typical families wouldn’t na soone like that."
Seeing him believe her, Mimi smiled widely, as if the earlier discomfort had never existed.
Skillfully hooking his arm, she began to introduce the long-standing heritage of Jiming Temple.
Noon arrived.
Preparing to descend the mountain.
Unexpectedly, Mimi pulled him back: "There’s vegetarian food on the mountain, quite unique, do you want to try it?"
"Unique?" Sun Dasheng beca interested, he had never tried it, so why not?
In the vegetarian noodle shop, incense smoke filled the air, inside and outside the fragrance was rich, with a strong earthly sll. There were about 20 kinds of vegetarian noodles, each having a very nice na, using vegetarian shrimp, vegetarian chicken, vegetarian eggs, all to the degree of being indistinguishable from real ones.
Sun Dasheng ordered several dishes at once.
Trying new things ant sampling multiple options.
Unexpectedly, what looked plain in appearance had a peculiar taste when eaten.
How to say it, it tasted like at.
This might not an much now.
But in ancient tis when at was scarce, it was high praise.
"How is it? Is the taste okay?" Yang Mi asked with a smile.
"Will you be full with so little?"
Instead of answering, Sun Dasheng looked at the small half-bowl of noodles she had and asked.
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