lovenovelstory Chapter 043 What you can't have is always the most alluring.
Chapter 043 What you can't have is always the most alluring.
It was Monday, the third day after I returned to Hangzhou.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Du was still fast asleep in bed.
With a click, the door was pushed open.
Immediately afterwards, someone walked in.
Swish!
The curtains were suddenly pulled open, and the blinding sunlight instantly illuminated the entire room.
"mom……"
Yang Du frowned instinctively, turned over, pulled the blanket up, and covered his head completely: "What are you doing? Still sleeping?"
"What time is it? Still sleeping? The sun's practically high in the sky. Aren't you going to eat breakfast or not?"
Yang Du painfully opened his eyes: "I'm not hungry, I'll sleep for another half hour..."
Weng Shuying reached out and slapped Yang Du on the arm, then began to tidy up the charging cables scattered on the bedside table.
"You stay up late every night, I tell you to go to bed early but you don't listen, and now you can't get up."
"You're the one who doesn't sleep, and now you're the one who needs to sleep."
"You people always think you're healthy and can handle it. But when you get old, you'll suffer from cervical spondylosis and stomach problems. Do you know how much you'll suffer then? Get up and brush your teeth and wash your face."
Unable to fight city hall, Yang Du had no choice but to obediently get out of bed.
Ten minutes later, Yang Du finished washing up and finally became a little more awake. He pulled out a chair in front of the dining table and sat down.
A bowl of steaming seafood congee sits on the table, garnished with golden ginger shreds, and the aroma of fresh shrimp and scallops wafts through the air.
There was also half a salted duck egg next to it.
Yang Du picked up the spoon, and his right hand instinctively reached for his phone, opened Weibo, and prepared to see what news was out.
He had only intended to casually browse the gossip, but a familiar name on Weibo's trending topics instantly made him stop chewing.
Seventh on the trending topics list: #Sun Qingning's new single is coming soon#
Is Sun Qingning from Century Music releasing a new song?
Yang Du clicked on the entry and glanced at the promotional poster, which clearly stated the release date of the new single.
6 Month 15 Day!
It happens to be next Monday.
In the Chinese music scene, there are also some tricks to choosing when to release a song.
Anyone with a basic understanding of industry practices knows that the statistical period for the Golden List is from midnight on Monday to midnight on Sunday.
Therefore, releasing a song on Monday means that not a single second can be wasted, and all the data from the entire statistical period can be utilized.
After all, only a few artists, like Tao Cheng, would release a song so abruptly on a Thursday.
In other words, Sun Qingning's team was aiming for the top spot on the gold medal list.
"They're coming on strong."
Just as he was feeling sentimental, Yang Du suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.
"Painting the Heart"!
The promotional period for the movie "Life After Life: Falling Flowers" seems to be approaching soon.
According to the conventions of the film industry, such big-budget S-level productions usually have a long publicity and promotion cycle, generally starting intensive publicity and promotion one and a half or two months in advance.
Yang Du remembers clearly that a few days ago, when he and Wang Shihui delivered the master tape of "Painting Heart", the producer mentioned that they planned to officially launch the first round of large-scale promotion for the film in mid-June.
The first promotional video with the theme song will be released then.
Mid-June...
This is getting interesting.
On one side is Sun Qingning, a rising female singer heavily promoted by Century Music, and on the other side is Jiang Yan, a newcomer who has been sidelined by Jinshi Music for nearly a year.
If it were a simple singers' duel, Jiang Yan would be absolutely crushed by Sun Qingning, leaving not even a trace.
However, the problem is that "Painting Heart" is backed by tens of millions of yuan in promotional resources from "Life After Life: Falling Flowers," which somewhat makes up for Jiang Yan's lack of star power and background.
"It's hard to say who will come out on top. If Jiang Yan manages to fight her way through, then we'll have something to watch."
After breakfast, Yang Du cleaned up the dishes and returned to his room, turning on his laptop.
Since I'm on vacation anyway, and I'm just killing time, I might as well use this free time to write another romance novel and maybe even take advantage of the system's freebies.
Regarding the subject matter he would be writing about this time, Yang Du already had a general idea in mind.
In the song "Red Rose" that Yang Du was about to produce after returning to Beijing, there is a very classic lyric.
The unavailable is always in a commotion, and the favored have no fear.
This statement perfectly captures the greed, insatiable nature, and fickleness of human emotions.
In fact, Yang Du originally intended to directly quote Zhang Ailing's most famous classic argument about the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole in his previous life—
Marrying the red rose, over time, the red fades into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white remains the bright moonlight before the bed.
Marrying a white rose means the white is like a grain of rice stuck to your clothes, while the red is like a cinnabar mole on your heart.
This passage is absolutely perfect for illustrating the inherent flaws of men.
Unfortunately, the system had a rule against plagiarism, so Yang Du had to give up and planned to publish this text as a blog post along with the novel when he published his work.
As for the specific plot of the novel...
Yang Du recalled a reader's half-joking comment in the Weibo comment section last time, complaining that he had written about "phoenix men" twice and asked if he could change his approach.
He's a good author who readily accepts good advice. Since readers don't want to continue reading about "phoenix men" (men from humble backgrounds who achieve success through hardship), he'll try something different.
The male protagonist's social class is elevated.
Zhou Yaolin is a talented and well-known fashion designer with considerable wealth.
He had a life of luxury that others envied, and he also married a gentle and virtuous wife.
The story takes a turn during a field trip to a snowy area, where Zhou Yaolin meets a freelance photographer.
She was like a blazing fire; her unrestrained freedom and passion for art instantly ignited Zhou Yaolin's nearly barren heart.
In this photographer, Zhou Yaolin seemed to see his own youth and passion.
This thorny red rose haunted his dreams and haunted his memory.
He wanted both the light in his home that would always illuminate his path and the passionate fire that burned within him.
He wants both.
Finally, after much deliberation, the male protagonist made his decision.
He resolutely filed for divorce from his wife, willing to leave with nothing in exchange for a chance to pursue freedom and true love.
When they finally entered the marriage hall and began their honeymoon, the filter shattered.
Life is not art, after all.
The wildness that once fascinated Zhou Yaolin turned into unbearable laziness amidst the trivialities of life.
The tide of passion recedes, leaving only a mess of petty arguments.
At the end of the story, filled with remorse, Zhou Yaolin stood in front of that familiar villa, raising his hand with mixed feelings, and knocking on the door that had always been open to him but was now tightly shut...
Finally, choose a title that is more easily recognizable.
After a moment's thought, Yang Du typed a line in Word.
Mistaking passion for true love! A renowned designer leaves his marriage with nothing to pursue his soulmate, only to regret it on his second honeymoon and knock on his ex-wife's door.
"Phew..." Yang Du stretched. "Perfect!"
"What a sin! Has this Zhou guy lost his mind?!"
Yang Du was startled when he suddenly heard Weng Shuying's indignant voice from behind.
"Mom, when did you come in? You didn't knock."