"What are you guys up to?"
Huai Shi heard Fu Yi screaming, "Get away! I'm going to call the police!"
"Don't panic, little girl, just have some fun with us." A sleazy voice rang out, followed by an even louder scream from Fu Yi.
What is this?
Huai Shi widened his eyes, unsure whether to feel excited or shocked.
The most common hero-saving-the-beauty scenario in the city!
Finally, it's his turn!
He was so excited. What should he do when encountering this for the first time? He was quite anxious.
Unable to contain his eagerness, he rubbed his hands together and rushed into the alley, kicking those men straight into the garbage heap. He then turned back to look at the panicked Fu Yi on the ground.
"Are you okay?"
Huai Shi grinned, squeezing out a reliable and considerate smile.
"…Huh?"
Fu Yi stared at him blankly, her eyes shifting between the men he had kicked into the garbage heap and him, then back to the garbage heap.
She was dumbfounded.
Something seemed off.
"What the hell is going on here!"
The middle-aged man who had been kicked into the garbage heap climbed up, glaring at her angrily, "We agreed on eighty yuan a day, no beatings, no stand-ins, what's going on! Young lady, you're so dishonest! Director! Director! I want a raise!"
"What the hell?" Huai Shi was taken aback.
Only then did he notice the camera mounted on the wall, the awkward students around, and a man ready to jump down from the wall.
Dressed in ridiculous costumes, even wearing a red cape and a Peppa Pig mask, it was utterly absurd—there's even a knockoff of this!
In the awkward silence, Huai Shi scratched his face and looked at Fu Yi helplessly:
"Oh, you're filming."
It took a while for the drama club students to appease the two middle-aged extras, bowing and apologizing, even giving them extra money.
Huai Shi's kick was really ruthless.
Even though he had deliberately held back, without the garbage heap to cushion the fall, they might have been sent straight to the hospital.
Fu Yi finally had some free time, sitting on the side and drinking water, looking at the embarrassed Huai Shi: "Are you done with your leave?"
"Ah." Huai Shi nodded, "Classes start next week, what's going on?"
"Isn't the school anniversary next Wednesday? The student council decided to make a microfilm, and I'm in charge of it, so I just found someone to write a script and play the female lead." She looked at Huai Shi and couldn't help shaking her head: "I really didn't expect to be saved by a hero."
"You can forget about it."
Huai Shi flipped through their script, pointing at the title and asking, "What the hell is this 'Peppa Pig Hero'?"
"Ah, recently when I meet my dad, I always hear him chanting something about Peppa, and occasionally cursing people. When I was naming it, I couldn't help but..." Fu Yi waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's all in the details, don't worry about it."
Huai Shi was speechless.
He flipped through the script, it was... quite average, the special effects were cheap, but he couldn't expect too much from a group of students entertaining themselves.
However...
"The last line in the script." Huai Shi flipped to the end and pointed at the line, "The protagonist puts on the mask in public and says: I am Little Peppa... Can you guys be careful? A certain company that often uses a castle as its logo will sue you!"
"This is called a tribute, do you understand?"
"And this, the sequel at the back..." Huai Shi held up the last page and asked, "The first part is called 'Thunderous Start·Peppa's Birth', but what the hell is 'Peppa Pig Hero Battles Optimus Prime' and 'Peppa Pig Hero Fights the Gourd Brothers'?"
"This is just a quick write-up to ask for a budget!"
Fu Yi glared, suddenly becoming indignant, "Otherwise, with the school's stingy nature, they wouldn't even buy bottled water, where would they get the money to hire extras! It was hard enough to get extras, and then someone jumps out and kicks them, do you think I have it easy!"
"My bad, my bad." Huai Shi sighed and begged for mercy.
But Fu Yi just grinned, leaning in to look at him, "But, were you looking forward to saving me one day, to increase my favorability towards you?"
"Don't mention it, if you do, there will really be trouble!"
Thinking of Director Fu's readiness to shoot him, Huai Shi felt bitter. Besides, even if he increased her favorability, it would be useless.
She had already reached her limit.
From the first day they met, Huai Shi knew how clear her life plan was.
Join the student council to gain experience, get into Yanjing University, join the student council to get an excellent cadre record, strive for the Ivy League exchange student quota in America...
Thanks to Director Fu's previous bad behavior, she had completely lost hope in the romance that young girls would be interested in.
Before she even became an adult, she had pragmatically divided her life, leaving no room for romance.
Even though she looked petite and pitiful, she was a strong woman at heart. If he wanted to play any games, he would probably just be played by her.
"Tsk, how boring."
Not finding any wavering in his expression, Fu Yi pouted unhappily. At this time, the crew behind her was ready and called her loudly.
After responding, she threw the water bottle into the trash can and said goodbye to Huai Shi, "I'm leaving first."
Huai Shi waved, but unexpectedly, he felt her palm patting his shoulder.
"And—"
She grinned, revealing a smile:
"Welcome back."
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.Saying goodbye to those distant conflicts and oddities, he once again returned to his daily life.
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When he got home, he saw the old figure squatting in the nursery, rolling up his trouser legs and sleeves, carefully watering the newly sprouted flowers.
"Welcome back." The old man looked up and asked, "Young Master, how did things go?"
"Everything went smoothly."
Huai Shi waved his hand to reassure him, casually asking, "Uncle Fang, what are we having for dinner?"
"Hmm, the market just delivered some very nice goose liver, how about I buy some mushrooms and snails?" Uncle Fang pondered, "Mushroom soup with braised goose liver and cheese baked snails should taste good."
"Roman cuisine?"
"Yes, if the young master doesn't like it, sashimi is also an option, the taste of seared goose liver sushi is quite rich."
Huai Shi was suddenly indecisive, "Can we have a bit of everything?"
"Uh..." Uncle Fang looked complicated, "Actually, about this, Miss Crow has already expressed to me that your body fat has been slightly high recently, and she hopes I won't make high-calorie foods like corn chips anymore..."
"She's talking nonsense!" Huai Shi was furious, "She's the one who eats the most, isn't she!"
Hearing this, he was so angry that he couldn't help himself, "Where is she?"
"The usual place."
Uncle Fang pointed in the direction of the basement, "Also, Miss Crow said, please go there after you come back."
"She's been waiting for me, hasn't she?"
Huai Shi sighed, put down his violin case and coat, and headed for the basement.
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Uncle Fang's surname was naturally Fang.
But in fact, this name was also given to him by Huai Shi.
After all, essentially speaking, he could be considered the embodiment of the entire Shimei Pavilion, and it wouldn't be inappropriate to directly call him Shimei. But calling him that always felt a bit strange.
As for the name, Uncle Fang said that the young master could call him whatever he wanted, he was quite easygoing.
"To be honest, I am just a failed creation of the old master, and I am able to exist to this day thanks to the old master's mercy and maintenance."
The old master in Uncle Fang's mouth was Huai Shi's great-grandfather, Huai Guang, who was the fourth-order Sublimator of the East lineage who settled in Xin Hai.
According to Uncle Fang, in Huai Guang's old age, in order not to let his descendants fall after his death, he spent a lot of effort and assets trying to build a 'Spirit Coffin'.
Therefore, after searching everywhere, he found a very clear and obvious earth vein near Qingxiu Mountain, and then the Shimei Pavilion was built.
As a rare tool, the 'Spirit Coffin' not only allows the soul of a Sublimator to be reborn in a new body, but Huai Guang, knowing that his path was cut off, had no intention of clinging to his descendants' bodies to prolong his life. What he valued was its ability to allow people to Sublimate without any repercussions.
In simple terms, it is the ability to give people souls.
Even if it loses its effect after one use, it is still a precious miracle.
Unfortunately, even as a fourth-order Sublimator, the existence of the Spirit Coffin was too luxurious and elusive. Huai Guang could only follow the clues, constructing it based on the incomplete blueprints he had obtained by chance.
In the end, he inevitably met with failure.
He did not get the Spirit Coffin, but instead inadvertently gave the Shimei Pavilion Source Material. It was as if a finger that could turn stone into gold had turned itself into gold.
After experiencing this failure, Huai Guang no longer had the resources to build a second time and had to give up.
However, he did not erase the Source Material of the Shimei Pavilion in anger, but instead spent effort to maintain this consciousness that was still in its infancy.
Hoping that a hundred years later, this kindness could be returned to his descendants through this budding consciousness.
Uncle Fang is indeed a member of Huai Shi's family.
If we talk about seniority, no one is more qualified to be part of the Huai family than him.
If the descendants can make a bit of effort, by the time he takes shape, at least they can earn a revival. Unfortunately, after only fifty years, the Huai family fell into disgrace.
Uncle Fang's incomplete consciousness, even if he wanted to salvage something, was powerless. He could only watch as all the burdens fell on Huai Shi.
It wasn't until Huai Shi's wish, through the Wish Fulfillment Crystal, took several turns and fell on Uncle Fang, supplementing his incomplete Source Material, that he was barely able to manifest from the realm.
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Even if he couldn't leave the Shimei Pavilion, he could finally walk freely here.
According to Crow's conclusion - the current Shimei Pavilion has become a bona fide Border Relic, and it's a rather rare type...
A bunch of analyses, Huai Shi simply didn't bother to listen, after all, Uncle Fang was a part of his family, there was no point in pursuing it so much.
And after being a house for so many years, Uncle Fang seemed to quite like the identity of a housekeeper, whether it was cleaning, cooking, gardening, or maintaining the nursery, he was very adept at it.
Fixing antennas on the roof, digging cables underground, as long as it was something to do with the house, it seemed there was nothing he couldn't do.
He alone managed to arrange everything in an orderly manner, Huai Shi didn't have to worry about anything at all.
Now he has rapidly fallen from that struggling young man to a fat otaku who eats five meals a day without missing a single one, gaining several pounds in less than a week.
He was so happy that he couldn't even fit into the pants he had just bought.
Now someone wants to cut his food budget?
This is outrageous!
Even if I, Huai Shi, die of obesity today, die at home, jump from here, I will never eat one less meal!
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