novelraw Chapter 1 I'm optimistic about your girlfriend
Chapter 1 I'm optimistic about your girlfriend
in the dark.
The woman's lips kissed his chest.
His heart skipped a beat. If he didn't show any refusal at this moment, everything that followed would be a natural progression.
"Take off your clothes," the woman said softly.
He was never a spoilsport.
Besides, a man should make a woman happy.
Especially at times like this.
But the education he received from childhood did not support him doing such a thing.
"Huang Haidong, keep an eye on your girl! She's climbed into the wrong bed."
Huang Yiliang turned on the light with a snap.
The woman's face flushed bright red instantly, but she quickly regained her sleepy, dazed look, befitting her background as a graduate of a professional performing arts school.
"You brat, show some respect to your father. I'm your dad."
Hearing the shouts from the living room, Huang Haidong hurriedly opened the door and half-carried, half-helped the woman back to her room.
"If you weren't my father, I would have made sure she was taken care of."
Huang Yiliang turned off the light in a huff. To avoid being "accomplished" by a woman, he reluctantly tied two knots in the elastic drawstring of his pants.
The next morning.
Perhaps to avoid embarrassment, the woman left early.
Huang Yiliang went to the toilet to relieve himself and then remembered the knot on his pants. In a panic, he managed to roll up his pants to relieve himself, otherwise he would have wet his pants today.
While brushing his teeth and washing his face, he also took a shower. Looking at his handsome face with its distinct features in the mirror, Huang Yiliang never expected that he was already so handsome at the age of eighteen.
Two words:
So damn green.
If he were the male protagonist in some wish-fulfillment novels, he would definitely be very relatable.
...
"Master, a bowl of soy milk, a signature baked flatbread with meat, and two vegetable buns."
Huang Yiliang didn't bring breakfast for Huang Haidong. He knew that his unreliable father might not even get up until noon, after all, he had worked hard all night.
"Wait, add another order of fried liver and two fried dough rings, also to take with you, and pay with Brother Liang's bill."
Just as Huang Yiliang was about to take out his money to pay, a short, blond-haired boy who was only up to his shoulder cut in line and quickly handed the boss twenty yuan.
At this time, the prices in Beijing are really reasonable.
I got two yuan back for every twenty yuan I paid. Even houses are only a little over four thousand yuan per square meter. Prices even dropped during the SARS outbreak last year.
"Don't offer help for no reason. I haven't had time these past few days." Huang Yiliang picked up the breakfast and turned to leave.
The blond-haired man's real name is Wu Hao, and his nickname is "Mouse".
This guy has acne on his face and dark circles under his eyes, clearly from staying up too late, and probably masturbating a lot too.
He and Huang Yiliang are best friends.
Actually, this is Wu Hao's own opinion. In reality, Huang Yiliang is a cold-hearted guy who has never believed in brotherhood in times of trouble.
"What are you saying? Can't I treat Brother Liang to breakfast if I don't have anything to do?" Wu Hao said with a shameless grin.
"but,"
"Stop! No need to say anything after 'however,' thank you for breakfast, goodbye."
Huang Yiliang quickened his pace.
"No, Brother Liang, wait for me." Wu Hao chased after him relentlessly. Although he had short legs, he was quick and soon caught up with Huang Yiliang.
"It's a small matter, just a small matter."
Wu Hao blocked the way, so Huang Yiliang had no choice but to stop: "You'd better think it's a trivial matter."
"Hey, Brother Liang, did you get your driver's license?" Wu Hao didn't say exactly what it was about.
Huang Yiliang looked at Wu Hao suspiciously: "You want to borrow my driver's license to get points deducted from your license?"
"How could that be? Do you think I'm like you? My old man treats money like his own son. He would never waste money on me to pay for driving school. Besides, we don't even have a car. Why would I need to take that test?" Wu Hao said with genuine envy towards Huang Yiliang.
Huang Haidong may have been a failure as a father in other ways, but he never lacked money for Huang Yiliang.
After Huang Yiliang turned fifteen, Huang Haidong told him the password to the family's bank card.
Huang Yiliang can withdraw any amount of money he wants himself.
"Then what do you mean by asking me about my driver's license?" Huang Yiliang took a bite of the meat sandwich in the flatbread. This stuff tastes best when it's hot.
"It's freshman registration these days! Can you give me a ride in my Uncle Dong's car?" Wu Hao chuckled.
"Are you out of your mind? From your home to Beijing Film Academy, it's just a few stops to Jimen Bridge by bus. You can take a taxi for less than 100 yuan." Huang Yiliang cursed irritably.
"Just let me show off in front of my new classmates! You're not going to protect me anymore, and we'll be classmates for four years, so I can't let myself look weak." Wu Hao persisted.
After thinking for a moment, Huang Yiliang nodded: "Okay, I can take you. Your Beijing Film Academy doesn't start school for another few days, right? I need your help with something these next couple of days."
Wu Hao immediately patted his chest and exclaimed, "Absolutely no problem! I'll go through fire and water for you, Brother Liang!"
"Get lost! Stop watching those Hong Kong gangster movies, it won't do you any good."
Huang Yiliang raised his foot to kick Wu Hao, but Wu Hao nimbly dodged it.
"I'm a directing major, the future number one director in China. How can I not have enough film viewing experience? When I become a great director, my brother and I will each seduce half of the female stars." Wu Hao said, his eyes full of longing.
"Go to hell, can you stop being so disgusting?"
Huang Yiliang inexplicably thought of the passionate woman from last night.
An eighteen-year-old boy's body is undoubtedly hot.
"No, I misspoke. What I meant was that we would sleep with many female celebrities, and my brother and I would each have half of it. I didn't mean that we would sleep with one female celebrity and then each have half of it, one after the other. I can't accept that either," Wu Hao quickly explained.
Huang Yiliang shook his head speechlessly: "You didn't choose to study directing just to think about sexually harassing female celebrities, did you?!"
"Of course, what respectable director wouldn't want to sleep with a female star?" Wu Hao replied matter-of-factly.
After saying that, she threw Huang Yiliang a crucial question: "Brother Liang, don't you want to?"
Huang Yiliang: "..."
Ok!
Huang Yiliang also studied directing.
The difference is that Wu Hao studied directing at the Beijing Film Academy.
Huang Yiliang applied to the Directing for Drama and Film major at the Communication University of China.
This was not Huang Yiliang's choice.
Although he also attended a broadcasting academy in his previous life, he majored in computer technology and became a programmer after graduation before transitioning to a management position.
As for why it became the current drama and film directing major...
Huang Yiliang asked Huang Haidong, who said that Huang Yiliang himself requested to change his major, and no one could stop him. Huang Haidong had even done Huang Yiliang a lot of favors for this.
It's important to know that getting into the art programs at the Communication University of China is no easy feat, and Huang Yiliang also knows that their school will be renamed the Communication University of China after the start of the new semester this year, making the admission requirements even higher.
Huang Yiliang had no recollection of changing his major, and he felt that something had gone wrong.
...
"Lily, let me handle this. You take these light items, and give me all the heavy luggage." Wu Hao ran up and down the stairs very attentively.
"Cough cough—!"
Huang Yiliang gave Wu Hao a disdainful look. "Is this what you mean by showing off in front of your classmates?"
"Lily, this is Huang Yiliang, my best friend. I knew you were bringing big items like bedding, so I specially asked him to be our driver. Isn't that great?" Wu Hao said, not forgetting to promote himself.
When it was Lily's turn to be introduced, this guy just said with a straight face, "Wu Li, a freshman at our school, you don't need to know too much about her."
Huang Yiliang: "..."
Huang Haidong's car was a silver-gray BMW.
This thing is actually an obsolete smuggled car, and it's even a heavily modified car that was converted from right-hand drive to left-hand drive. I don't know what connections Huang Haidong used to get it a proper license plate.
Although the steering wheel of this car often pulls to one side, although the chassis makes strange noises when going over bumps and potholes, and although the air conditioning is particularly ineffective...
But at that time, people only recognized this brand.
Huang Haidong used this car to successfully take many girls to hotels.
"Hello Brother Liang, my name is Wu Li, and I'm a freshman in the Acting Department of Beijing Film Academy." After getting on the bus, Wu Li took the initiative to greet Huang Yiliang.
Huang Yiliang glanced in the rearview mirror; Wu Hao was frantically trying to signal to him.
"Lily, you don't need to pay any attention to him. And don't let his big, burly appearance fool you, he's only eighteen. We're both older than him. Just call him Xiao Liang." Wu Hao shamelessly belittled his good brother.
He knew he would definitely get a beating from his good buddies when he got back.
Wu Li secretly rolled her eyes.
You call such a delicate, fair-skinned young man "big and burly"?
However, she still asked curiously, "Then why do I hear you call him 'Brother Liang' as well?"
"Hehe, 'Brother Liang' is his nickname."
Wu Hao naturally wouldn't tell Wu Li that when they were kids, he made a bet with Huang Yiliang about who could pee the farthest, and he lost the right to be the older brother to Huang Yiliang.
"Uncle Kun, open the door!" When the car arrived at the entrance of Beijing Film Academy, Huang Yiliang skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes and stuck it out of the car window.
"Liangzi, what brings you here..." The security guard at the gate glared at Wu Hao when he saw him in the back seat of the car.
"Dad!" Wu Hao awkwardly rolled down the car window.
This guy's dad works as a security guard at the Beijing Film Academy, his mom works as a cleaner in the cafeteria, and he himself comes to study at the Beijing Film Academy. It's practically an unconventional family reunion.
With cars honking behind them to urge them on, Wu Kun had no choice but to open the gate and let Huang Yiliang in, planning to deal with Wu Hao later.
At the entrance of the girls' dormitory.
"How about it? Aren't there lots of beautiful girls at our school!"
"Hey, don't say we're not looking out for you, this is your only chance to get into the girls' dormitory. Take this lighter one, we'll make a few more trips," Wu Hao said in a grin.
Huang Yiliang originally didn't want to help, but after hearing Wu Hao say that, he became curious about the girls' dormitory. He followed behind with one of Wu Li's small suitcases in his hand.
It must be said that the girls in the Performance Department of Taipei Film Academy are all quite good-looking, and their outfits are also very revealing and pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, the girls in these art schools are quite avant-garde and open-minded, with pairs of long, white legs. In Huang Yiliang's words, this is the vitality of youth, which is worth cherishing and protecting by middle-aged men.
It seems that not many girls from Wu Li's graduating class have become famous, but Huang Yiliang has seen several girls from previous graduating classes who will become quite popular in the future.
"Hi! Handsome guy, are you a freshman in our performing arts department?" A stunningly beautiful woman with a great figure greeted Huang Yiliang with a smile.
She was dressed very lightly, and her chest was so prominent that Huang Yiliang felt a little dizzy.
"No, I'm your new student driver."
Unfortunately, Huang Yiliang had no interest in flirting with beautiful women.
As a seasoned reborn individual, he understood better than anyone that his primary task could only be:
make money.