I Don't Want To Be Famous!

Chapter 4 - Lots & Lots of Money!

Lu Yuan used to inferiority.

Born in rural areas, the single-parent family and in poverty. He had been looked down upon since childhood, bullied and isolated ...

Isn't this inferiority?

But people are strange animals and full of contradiction.

The humbler you are, the prouder you are.

Lu Yuan is such a contradiction.

Everyone in [Meets You] applauded after a break of silence.

But no one shouted nor cheered, the atmosphere of 'To Alice' is still lingering, so everyone didn't have the heart to break the atmosphere.

Lu Yuan takes out a piece of napkin from his worn out suit, wipes the sweat on his hand and forehead, and then conscientiously throws the napkin into the trash basket, after a careful thought he bows to the crowd elegantly.

Perhaps after that piano music, Lu Yuan, who doesn't look very handsome, have a dim of light on him in Wang Xun Xue's eyes.

Wang Xun Xue also applauded.

This piano piece really deserves her applaud.

Lu Yuan is very proud, he is so happy that he couldn't find the earth.

'Be low-key and modest, pretend it was trivial.'

The only flaw is that, Lu Yuan not wearing a tuxedo, it makes him feels all this performance looked a little bit meaningless.

Lu Yuan regrets it.

There was actually a second-hand tuxedo in that clothing store. Although it was a bit worn out, it still looks really good.

Unfortunately, he picked the suit.

Why?

Because the suit was a hundred yuan cheaper.

Ok.

A penny stumped the hero!

He is short of money.

"One more song!"

"Play the song again!"

"Play it again!"

"Again ..."

The applause slowly subsided, then when someone started to ask him for another play, the whole café become loud again.

The girl who played the piano before, looking at Lu Yuan with shining eyes, hoping Lu Yuan to play another song.

At the same time, there is also Wang Xun Xue's expecting eyes.

"No, I still have business today, and I'm not very good at playing the piano..." Lu Yuan smirked but looked very honest and sincere.

Lu Yuan feels that a proper exposure of sincerity does not affect his pretense, and it could even adds icing on the cake.

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At this moment Wang Xun Xue couldn't wait to take off her high heel, and throws it on Lu Yuan's face fiercely, so that even his parents can't recognize him.

'Not very good at playing the piano?'

'What does that mean?'

'What did you mean?'

'Do you think I can't even play the piano?'

Then...

"Are you really not good at playing the piano?" Wang Xun Xue suddenly stepped forward and stared at Lu Yuan.

"Yeah, it's really not good."

"So what are you good at!"

"I said I am a screenwriter and director!"

Wang Xun Xue's eyes turns sharp, so sharp, it almost made Lu Yuan took a step back.

But...

He can not!

'If I take a step back in front of everyone now, then everything I did before are wasted!'

Dignity requires him to face Wang Xun Xue.

Can Lu Yuan still play?

Of course!

At least there are three more pieces that he can play!

However, he wouldn't play the piano... And it has got nothing to do with what he came here for.

Besides....

How would Lu Yuan keeps his pretense, if he took out all his cards?

That is not possible.

Moreover, the most important thing now is not to keep the pretense to be proud, but to sell the script for a good price.

"Oh, let's talk about the details of the investment." Wang Xun Xue looked away and turned to walk to the second floor.

"Okay!" Lu Yuan followed Wang Xun Xue and walked to the second floor under everyone's regretful eyes.

The girl saw that when both of them had left, the cafe turned quiet once more, so she subconsciously returned to her piano chair and tune out her skilled "Neil River Girl", but no matter how she played, she found herself keep reminiscing the melody of 'To Alice' in her mind.

The melodies sounded like a tsunami of brainwashing, hitting her mind wave by wave, leaving her mindless.

Her state of mind is completely collapsed, and the melody that she pops up are totally out of rhythm.

She was annoyed.

Of course, to Lu Yuan, who is drinking coffee on the second floor, did not feel any change in the melody at all.

He doesn't care at all.

He is very excited now.

My script can finally scam a fat sheep. It seems that I am really going to make the first bucket of gold in my life.

Low-profile!

Calm down, calm down!

He reminded himself repeatedly.

"How much do you think will it cost to make this film?"

"Naturally, the more the better. When its better, you won't regret it."

"Are you sure that the movie you make can sell well, or at least break even?"

"I'm sure."

"I want to remind you that the movie market is very miserable and 80% of the movies are losing money now."

"That's them, not me."

"You are very confident." Wang Xun Xue feels that Lu Yuan's body started to shine again!

"Yes."

Confidence?

It never existed.

Because Lu Yuan doesn't understand the current market or movies at all, if he really want to say it, he doesn't know anything at all, other than the title and main actors.

However, Lu Yuan feels that it doesn't matter.

He wants money.

Get a sum of money, then whatever it will make a profit or not, it doesn't concern him.

When he heard that 80% of movies were losing money, Lu Yuan was relieved.

Everyone loses money, so it doesn't matter if I lose money!

He is completely at ease.

However, he could not express this emotion.

And he has to be confident enough and smart enough.

Wang Xun Xue stared at him.

He also looked at Wang Xun Xue.

"One million, I will invest one million."

"One million ..." Lu Yuan was shocked.

"Yes, I don't have much money now, only one million." Looking at Lu Yuan's dulled eyes, Wang Xun Xue thought that she had invested less, her face became red for a moment and then quickly turned firm again.

One million to make a movie is indeed too small.

Filming quality is one aspect, but propaganda is another.

Both are complementary and indispensable.

One million...

It's really hard to make a good movie.

It's really not enough.

"I see." Lu Yuan's fingers are slightly shaken.

He originally wanted to scam out 200,000 or 100,000.

I didn't expect it to be a million!

This is completely beyond his expectation.

In fact, he haven't seen so much money since he was born.

He suddenly feels like he is going to be rich.

He remembered those evening when he ran under the sunset.

That was his youth.

In the future, he would drive in the car without having to run on his feet.

This is success!

At this moment he really want to curse his foolish youth. 'You stupid son of a bitch!.'

Successful people?

It's that kind of concept.

"Can you shoot it?" Wang Xun Xue suddenly becomes worried. "Otherwise, I can find someone to borrow."

"Do you believe in talent?" Lu Yuan suddenly looked at Wang Xun Xue.

"???" Wang Xun Xue paused.

Where is this going?

"One million, coupled with my talents, is enough to make this movie shine. This is my bank card number." Lu Yuan smiled and take out a bank card in a flash.

He can do it with a shining light on his face!

He used to be a good-looking, honest, dispensable man who blushed when he tells a lie.

But from now on, no more!

He changed!

The piano continued to sound downstairs.

The cafe guests continued to listen to the piano quietly.

Lu Yuan continued to smile brightly.

He thinks his smile is very smart.

But the green on the teeth gap betrayed him.

"What about the contract?" Wang Xun Xue looked at Lu Yuan.

"Contract?" Lu Yuan slightly froze.

"Didn't you prepare the contract for the investment?"

"Its ready, I left it in the company, and it's very detailed!" Lu Yuan's face doesn't even change. "You give me a mobile phone number, and I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"No need to bother, let me go to the company with you now."

"Ah? That's ..."

"Isn't that alright? As an investor, I think I am qualified to visit the company for verification?" Wang Xun Xue looked at Lu Yuan.

She now has a little interest in Lu Yuan.

"..."

Lu Yuan panicked!

The company?

What kind of company do I have when I can't even feed myself?

At this moment Lu Yuan stared at the window with deep eyes.

The sun shining outside the window ...

He remembered running under the sunset.

He remembered his youth.