Chapter 542: Chapter 542 First Love
After signing the star-level contract, Qinghai Company will comprehensively package Gu Xinyan, establishing her as a brand. For newcomer Gu Xinyan, this is great news.
Excited and thrilled, her sister hugged her, giving endless blessings from the heart: "Our future little award-winning actress, I must work hard, sis will always support you."
Ouyang Jiahui and Xiao Lin also completed a day’s shooting and returned to the villa. With three women in one act, plus Ah Rong and Lu Xiaomei, Purple Gold Villa hosted six women, with two plays performed in turns, from the first to the fourth floor, it was decorated with lights and very lively.
Ah Rong and Lu Xiaomei bet on arm wrestling, one with a strong physique, the other with remarkable strength. In terms of arm strength, they could wrestle to a draw.
The Gu Family Sisters, Ouyang Jiahui, and Xiao Lin held red wine, sitting on the sofa, chatting together, but their conversation always somehow related to Xu Xiangbei.
Today’s biggest news was Gu Xiangyi announcing to everyone that Xu Xiangbei met his first love from high school at the Chinese Medicine Academy.
The news thrown out by Gu Xiangyi was like pouring a bowl of water into hot oil, instantly causing the women at Purple Gold Villa to have a fierce debate. They were very interested and curious about Xu Xiangbei’s high school crush.
Ouyang Jiahui laughed so hard she couldn’t close her mouth, as if seeing the world’s funniest joke: "What’s that girl like? Pretty or not? High school crush girlfriend, it kills me."
Xiao Lin softened her eyes, full of tender feelings: "Meeting a first love in the vast sea of people, truly romantic."
Gu Xinyan’s exquisitely beautiful face blushed, eagerly wanting to know the outcome: "What happened after they met? Did they rekindle their bond or become strangers?"
Ouyang Jiahui shook her head disdainfully: "Let me judge, Brother Xu didn’t win her heart back then, and he still can’t now, it’s the constancy of love rule."
Xiao Lin questioned curiously: "Who proposed this rule? It wouldn’t be Freud, right?"
Ouyang Jiahui replied smugly: "The constancy of love rule was first proposed by Miss Ouyang Jiahui, it will be known by her command, simply called Ouyang’s love rule."
Gu Xiangyi held back her laughter: "The funniest isn’t what happened after they met, but that she mistook him for a stalker, almost calling the police on him."
The four beauties laughed thunderously, almost shaking the chandelier off the ceiling in the hall.
Xu Xiangbei held his wine glass, wearing a calm smile: "Is it really that funny? Building your happiness on my misery, isn’t that a bit unfair."
Gu Xiangyi scoffed: "I never saw you suffer. You initially didn’t dare tell me, pretending to be ordinary classmates. Later, I found out they were first loves, Brother Xu, you’re so sly."
Ouyang Jiahui shook her explosive grapefruit hair: "Brother Xu, I suggest that when you meet your first love tomorrow, you should strengthen your advances and aim to woo her. We will certainly support you."
"Thank you, but I don’t have such plans."
Seeing Xu Xiangbei in a wise sage’s demeanor, Gu Xiangyi laughed uncontrollably: "Do you know what they said when they met? It almost cracked me up."
Ouyang Jiahui stomped her feet excitedly: "What did they say that’s so funny? Tell me quickly."
Xiao Lin and Gu Xinyan listened intently.
"They both said what’s past is past. Later, I realized these two are talented indeed, ’what’s past is past’ turns out to be a tongue-twister."
Gu Xiangyi’s exaggerated gestures and tone triggered another bout of thunderous laughter from the beauties, bringing tears to their eyes, while Xu Xiangbei sat unmoving nearby with a smiling expression like he was meditating.
"Ah, ask what in the world is love. You women just don’t understand. Laugh away, the more you mock me, the more it proves you don’t understand love."
Lu Xiaomei walked over shyly, her arm pinched red by Ah Rong, smiling she said to Xu Xiangbei: "Brother Xu, I understand you, I also had a classmate who really liked me."
Xu Xiangbei frowned, as that initial love feeling distorted by Lu Xiaomei’s words.
"Is that so, well congratulations, but I didn’t mean..."
"But he was a liar, said he’d buy me a meat bun but got me a tofu bun instead, so I decided never to talk to him again, forever ignoring him."
Xu Xiangbei smiled wryly: "Comrade Lu Xiaomei, can you not mix love with buns? Love and buns are two non-equivalent things, understand?"
As soon as he spoke, Xu Xiangbei regretted a bit, knowing Lu Xiaomei would never comprehend such profound issues, her intelligence limited to buns and food.
Lu Xiaomei seemed to understand Xu Xiangbei’s meaning, seriously thought and grinned: "I get it, but I still like eating meat buns."
Xu Xiangbei, undefeated by the four beauties’ mockery, unwavering in love’s truth, was instantly overturned by buns and bread in front of Lu Xiaomei.
Like a beaten rooster, he said: "Ladies, you chat, I want to go inside and be alone."
Ouyang Jiahui threw back a line: "Want to be alone is useless, what’s past is past."
Haha, Xu Xiangbei pointed at Ouyang Jiahui, gave up countering, retreated to his room, no longer in the mood to battle them.
The next morning, Xu Xiangbei got up early, prepared a lesson book, meticulously listing the contents he needed to teach today.
After all, he wasn’t at an expert professor level who could speak eloquently for several hours without repetition.
He’s at best at a primary teacher’s level, unable to speak too complicatedly to children with simple thoughts, only aiming for them to understand, like copying patterns.
After breakfast, he drove his silver Porsche to Earth Sea Chinese Medicine Academy.
The silver Porsche like a flash of silver lightning entered the campus, sparking admiring glances from students.
Back at the lecture hall, several students were already present when Xu Xiangbei arrived.
Though of similar age, the students respectfully greeted him: "Morning, Dr. Xu."
"Morning, Teacher Xu."
Particularly the pretty and adorably cute girls, sweetly calling: "Hello, Teacher Xu."
The sweet voice like honey lifted his mood, filled with hope for the future, maintaining high spirits.
Song Yuting still had pigtails, a pink checkered skirt, and a charming face like a neighbor’s sister.
