Chapter 106.1 Extra Story - The Writer and the Movie Queen
B City.
28a, Tower 1, Fairview Garden.
Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, her eyes fell on the anti-theft door in front of her and then she rang the doorbell.
She doesn't have much time. The broken Heavenly Divination Mirror can only support about three shichen, that is, about six hours, a quarter of a day. During this time, she has to meet Jiang Yanji in person, persuade her and take her back to that world together.
It took her an hour to find out that the author of 'The Favorite Bed in Han Palace: The Evil King's Ninety-Ninth Times Runaway Wife', whose real name is Jiang Yan and this is the place where the author lives.
Although she had called in advance, Sang Yuanyuan was still a little nervous.
She moved her limp arm, trying her best to look refreshed.
The heavy anti-theft door was soon pulled open from the inside.
A woman whose hair was curled and wearing slippers appeared lazily behind the door, and the moment she saw Sang Yuanyuan's appearance, the toothbrush fell from her mouth.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Speechless.
"Damn it. It's really the Movie Queen Sang Yuanyuan! Hubby!" The woman turned back and shouted into the room, "Come and see the big star! The Emmy's big star looks good even without makeup!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Speechless x2.
Wait, husband? She has a husband? Forget it, it's an inevitable and unstoppable thing anyway.
A gentle man with eyeglasses appeared behind Jiang Yan.
He smiled gently and said: "Please come in and talk. Please don't be bothered by Little Yan. Her temperament is always like this."
Sang Yuanyuan was stunned.
Jiang Yan grabbed the man's hand: "This is Sang Yuanyuan! A Big star! Husband, aren't you excited at all?!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
It's really not easy to get into her Mother-in-law's house.
"Ah!" Jiang Yan suddenly jumped up, "Wait a minute. Sang Yuanyuan, you didn't come here to find trouble with me, right? I have to explain in advance that when I wrote about King Han's Beloved Wife, you weren't famous yet. I didn't take advantage of your popularity! I didn't have the intention of deliberately provoking you or anything like that either!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I understand." Sang Yuanyuan sighed, "Let's talk inside then."
In Jiang Yan's book, the first sentence at the beginning was 'Sang Yuanyuan is dead'. No wonder she is nervous.
The man with glasses took his wife aside, invited Sang Yuanyuan to come in and make tea for her.
The action is gentle and the body is full of thick bookish aura.
He introduced himself: "My surname is Ming and I work in A University. Jiang Yan is not good at socializing so I am responsible for all cooperation matters."
"Hello, Mr. Ming." As soon as the words came out, Sang Yuanyuan was stunned and took a breath of cold air unconsciously.
Mr. Ming?!
Teacher Ming!!
She looked at this gentle and handsome man in horror.
It wouldn't be, the Teacher Ming that she thought, right?
Jiang Yan reached out a hand and waved it twice in front of Sang Yuanyuan: "Big star, this is a married man!"
"Ah, sorry, sorry!" Sang Yuanyuan hurriedly looked away, and was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.
Mr. Ming sighed dotingly: "Little Yan, Miss Sang is just a junior."
"Hey!" Jiang Yan said, "No matter how old a man is, they all like a twenty-year-old woman, okay!"
Sang Yuanyuan returned to her senses and explained, "Actually, I already have a partner, and I love him very much."
Jiang Yan screamed again: "Oh my God, what kind of amazing gossip is this!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
The words You Wuming once said suddenly appeared in her mind--That surnamed Ming's temperament is too boring and being with Jiang Yanji makes it a little bit meaningful.
"Little Yan!" Mr. Ming was helpless but also said dotingly, "Miss Sang must have something important to talk about in today's visit. Miss Sang, Jiang Yan's works have been entrusted to me, with full authority. If there's any problem, please just say it."
Facing such a modest gentleman, Sang Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed: "I am sorry, Mr. Ming, I want to talk to your wife alone about some emotional private affairs."
Mr. Ming showed a rare look of doubt on his face.
Why doesn't he know anything about his wife's emotional private affairs?
Sang Yuanyuan: "... It's my emotional private affair. After reading your wife's novel, I think she must be a delicate life mentor in terms of emotion..."
Chapter 106.2 Extra Story - The Writer and the Movie Queen
The gentle and polite Mr. Ming almost laughed: "Little runaway wife, running with the ball[1], and sky-high dotting?"
Jiang Yan grabbed the cuffs of his shirt that has no wrinkles at all: "Let's talk then! I can talk about everything! I'm best at emotional matters!"
With an appearance like she is going to sell the gossip once she turned her head away.
Mr. Ming looked helpless.
The Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law finally entered the study smoothly.
"To tell you the truth, I transmigrated into a book." Sang Yuanyuan went straight to the point.
Jiang Yan suddenly fell into the middle of the carpet.
After a long while, she sharply turned half of her face: "It couldn't be King Han's Ninety-Ninth Runaway Little Wife, right?!"
Sang Yuanyuan sighed: "Yes indeed."
"F*ck!" Jiang Yan got up with both hands and feet. "I just knew that thing was incredible! Let me tell you, Sang Yuanyuan. The story in that book was something that appeared in my dream. Tsk, tsk. You don't know how much I hate that Meng Wuyou!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "Ah... Great minds think alike."
Jiang Yan smiled mysteriously: "The part that I liked to write the most is where she is abused, abused, abused, abused and abused. I can even reach five thousand words per hour. Can you believe that?!"
"No wonder I resonate with you." Sang Yuanyuan held the hand of the comrade-in-arms that was handed over by Jiang Yan.
"Hey Emma, it's not right. Didn't you already die at the beginning of the story?" Jiang Yan said.
Sang Yuanyuan: "... I reversed heaven and earth with my excellent acting skills, and I even married You Wuming."
Jiang Yan looked at her strangely: "Then, aren't you, widowed early?"
Sang Yuanyuan said: "No, I changed the plot. You Wuming and I became the final winner. Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou died."
Jiang Yan nodded solemnly: "Then, Sang Yuanyuan, I think we need to talk about it. Your magical modification of my plot has already caused infringement, and I have decided to ask you for compensation. "
Sang Yuanyuan: "... You wrote a book that caused me to transmigrate over. I haven't asked you for a mental damage fee yet!"
"You don't lack money anyway. How can such a big star still lack this kind of money? Do you not even feel embarrassed to ask me for money?" Jiang Yan muttered.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
She seems to have known whose genes You Wuming inherited.
Sang Yuanyuan took a long sigh and said, "The information between the two of us is not equal now, and it's a little difficult to chat. Otherwise, let me tell you the information I have first, and see if you have anything to add."
So Sang Yuanyuan started from the beginning of her time-travel. She talked about how she and You Wuming destroyed the Temple of Heaven's base camp, discovered the secret of the Arcane, as well as the 'future' that was changed twice by the temple of heaven after they checked with the Heavenly Divination Technique, there are also two women whose soul were forced to travel to another different world--Jiang Yanji and Sang Yuanyuan.
Sang Yuanyuan talked so much for a whole afternoon that her mouth was so dry before she finally finished the long story.
Jiang Yan is worthy of being a writer of online novels. She immediately grasped the key point: "That's not right. Why is there not even a male supporting character at all in your story? Ah? How could it be called decent if there is no such thing as a lovestruck second male next to the female lead? Also, there are no twists and turns in the relationship between the male lead and female lead in your story at all. How can you hang the readers and let them have a backward-view instead? Also, you don't even slap anyone's face, right? Ouch, who is still playing with expressing thoughts and feelings in this age? The story needs to slap people's faces and also be cool. Let me tell you, don't worry about any logic at all, otherwise you won't be able to earn money to eat!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Heart feels so tired.
"I can earn money with my face instead of writing novels." Sang Yuanyuan struck back with a critical strike.
Jiang Yan: "... Seriously, even the slightest guilt I have for writing you to death before is now gone. Really."
"......"
Sang Yuanyuan eased her own emotions: "So, if I am telling you now that, in that story just now, Jiang Yanji, who was replaced by the first summon of the Great Heavenly Divination Technique that was against heaven, is you, and now I can take you back to the world in the book, you will definitely not believe it, right?"
"Hahaha, you mean I gave birth to You Wuming? Hahaha, you're going to make me laugh to death!"
"Yes." Sang Yuanyuan nodded wearily. "In a sense, you are my Mother-in-law now."
The corners of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched violently.
After a long while, her black eyes slowly turned a few circles, then she came close to her and said in a mysterious manner: "Before, you said you will have to go back to the book soon, right? Then, you can't take your money to that place either, right? Since you say that I am your Mother-in-law, how about..."
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[1] ball here means baby/child.
Chapter 106.3 Extra Story - The Writer and the Movie Queen
Sang Yuanyuan: "... Didn't you don't believe in it?"
"Of course I believe in it--" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and her voice stretched so long, "How can I not believe it! Oh, my Daughter-in-law, you just came back from transmigrating. Are you hungry? Do you want to try home cooked food? I will ask your Father-in-law to cook it for you now! I guarantee that the home cooked food will definitely suits your taste!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "... So you won't go with me, right?"
Jiang Yan tried hard to keep her expression from appearing as if she is looking at an idiot: "Ah, your Father-in-law and Mother-in-law are old and weak, so it's hard for us to go through the tossing in transmigration. We will just stay here and look after your home for you. You and our son can come back often to play if you have nothing to do there, okay?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Very good. Even the 'son' is called very smoothly already.
She suddenly felt that You Wuming might not want to recognize this mother that much.
"Then," Sang Yuanyuan considered the words for a while, "You don't want Jiang Yanji's body anymore, right? Then is it okay if we just kill her?"
"Kill, kill, kill." Jiang Yan said, "When the money is in place, you can do whatever you like. Ah, just do whatever and however you like with it. I have no opinion, no opinion at all!"
Sang Yuanyuan nodded lightly.
"You and Mr. Ming must be very happy, right?"
"Wait!" Jiang Yan stared at her warily, "It wouldn't be that, you notice that my husband is handsome and think it's no use prying my corner, so you just make up a story on the spot about seducing my son, right!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"
Who will teach her how to get along with this wonderful Mother-in-law!
"Forget it, forget it." Sang Yuanyuan waved her hands. "Since you've forgotten those things and you're living well now, there's no need to go back anymore."
"It's actually not very good either." Jiang Yan smiled slyly, "There's not enough money to spend."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Really sorry. When she slipped out of the hospital, she had already donated the money to the disaster area.
Thousands of lights were gradually lit outside the window.
Sang Yuan couldn't help but walk to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at it a few times.
"My time is almost up." She turned back and looked at Jiang Yan. "Let me ask you something. If you and Mr. Ming has a son in the future, what name are you going to give to him?"
Her You Wuming, before he could have his own name, he was already killed by the vicious transmigrating woman in her mother's skin.
Sang Yuanyuan occasionally thinks, if he grows up safely, what kind of name will Teacher Ming and the real Jiang Yanji give him?
Looking at Jiang Yan in front of her, Sang Yuanyuan completely gave up the idea of taking her to another world. That would be so cruel.
Just bring back a name for You Wuming as a souvenir then.
Jiang Yan blinked: "This, we indeed talked about before."
Sang Yuanyuan looked at her expectantly.
"Actually, I thought of a unisex one." Jiang Yan smiled, "Ming Xing[1]. Both male and female, it's okay to use Ming Xing! Do you want to ask why we want to use the name of Ming Xing? Of course, it's because a celebrity can make money! Look at how rich you are. Not like your Father-in-law and Mother-in-law who are living a rough life."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
It's better to let this ghost name rot in her stomach.
She took a breath: "I'm very happy to chat with you today. Just get ready and don't be afraid. I am going to disappear in front of you with a 'swish'."
When the voice falls, the person has already disappeared with a 'swish'.
"Aaahhhhhh ghosstttt--"
In the process of transmigrating back, Sang Yuanyuan faintly heard the voice of her Mother-in-law.
......
After Sang Yuanyuan's figure completely disappeared, the panic on Jiang Yan's face also melted quickly like ice cubes under the scorching sun.
"My 'amnesia' may be the best outcome for everyone." Jiang Yan hooked her little finger and lifted the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I am obviously a woman who can also earn money by relying on acting skills... I'm sorry, son. It's not easy for me to finally be with your father here, so I won't go to see you again. You will definitely understand mother's wailing~"
After a while, she opened the door crazily, and fierce plunged into Mr. Ming's arms--
"Husband! She's a ghost, husband! She just 'swish' and disappeared in a flash. It scared me to death, husband!!!"
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[1] Ming Xing: Celebrity.