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My Artist Is Reborn (Web Novel) - Chapter 116 – The Queen of Love Songs Tang Wanjun
Chapter 116 – The Queen of Love Songs Tang Wanjun
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Before, when Shen Huai and Ye Cang were playing in Dongjiang city, they had their fortune told in a Taoist temple, and the old fortune teller gave Shen Huai an amulet.
Because this old Taoist fortune teller was somehow accurate, Shen Huai brought the amulet with him and never took it off.
At the moment he saw the girl, the amulet suddenly got hot, so Shen Huai hurriedly took it off.
The girl looked at the amulet with some fear and floated several meters back.
Shen Huai looked at the amulet in his hand, and then at the girl. After his many experiences of meeting ghosts, he had already guessed that this girl should also be a ghost. It was just, he didn’t know much about Hong Kong’s entertainment industry, so he didn’t recognize the other person at the moment.
On the contrary, it was Ye Cang, who blurted out the other person’s name, “Tang Wanjun!”
Shen Huai regained his calm. He was not familiar with the face of this young girl, but he couldn’t help but recognize the name of Tang Wanjun.
Tang Wanjun was the queen of love songs who swept the whole country in the last century. She had a sweet appearance and a moving singing voice. He didn’t know how many people’s dream lover she was.
Later, when she was at the peak of her popularity, she was poisoned and murdered, which shocked the whole population of China. Her fans were devastated, and some even committed suicide.
However, this case had not been solved until now, and had become a mysterious cold case.
As Ye Cang called out the other party’s name, the heat of the amulet slowly faded. Shen Huai frowned slightly and put the amulet back in his pocket.
Seeing this, Tang Wanjun floated back slowly.
Ye Cang and Tang Wanjun had worked together on the same stage in those years, which could be regarded as a kind of friendship, but Ye Cang’s feelings for this difficult predecessor were very complicated.
Tang Wanjun floated around Ye Cang and Shen Huai and asked curiously, “Is that person on TV really you? I thought I was wrong, but now you look much better than before!”
Ye Cang: “…”
He hesitated for a moment before he cautiously put forward his suggestion, “Senior Tang, you can actually speak without such a tone and expression.”
“Oh?” Tang Wanjun supported her chin with a hand, but suddenly leaned close to him. Her eyes bent like crescent moons, giving off a somewhat cunning feeling. “What kind of tone and expression do you want me to use? Charming? Cold? Gentle? Still — “
All of a sudden, she started bleeding, which startled Ye Cang, who was closer to her.
With a smile, Tang Wanjun stepped back and regained her beautiful appearance.
“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore,” Tang Wanjun said with a smile. “It’s just a joke with an old friend. You’re not angry, are you?”
Ye Cang sighed. “No.”
After all, he had known Tang Wanjun’s temperament for a long time, and he had seen more frightening things than that.
Back then, he was just a newcomer who had just released an album. He was more or less restrained cooperating with such a famous female star like Tang Wanjun.
At that time, his agent specially took him to the other party’s record company for a visit. In a moment of curiosity, he walked around the other’s building and saw a half closed door behind which he didn’t know what was happening.
Lu Yang pushed the door open and saw Tang Wanjun squatting on a chair, with her skirt rolled up, holding fat intestines in one hand, and cards in the other hand, with white notes pasted on her face.
Before he could react, she threw the cards down, directly shouting, ”I win! I win! Give me the money!”
From then on, the image of the little fairy who did not eat human food, was completely shattered in Lu Yang’s heart.
When Tang Wanjun recognized Lu Yang, she was also startled. But Lu Yang was not from Hong Kong and was not competing against her, so she could be herself in front of Lu Yang.
It was surprising, but they became friends just like this.
Now Tang Wanjun’s joke reminded Ye Cang of the things that happened in those days. The initial awkwardness gradually disappeared.
Tang Wanjun no longer kept up her appearance of a fairy, and sat on the chair carelessly. “I was shocked when I saw you on TV. How did you become like this? And, this gentleman, he seems to be able to see me too! Won’t you introduce me?”
Ye Cang said, “He is Shen Huai, my agent.” He paused and added, “He is also my lover.”
Tang Wanjun opened her eyes wide. “Wow! Congratulations!”
She rubbed her hands. “For the first time meeting, it’s really not good to be empty handed. I buried a small gold bar in the garden of my house. Anyway, I can’t use it now. It’s better for you to find a way to dig it out and take it as my gift for you.”
Shen Huai, Ye Cang: “…”
Tang Wanjun: “Also, I don’t want wedding candy. Can you cook me a plate of fat intestines?”
Shen Huai rubbed his forehead and had to say that Tang Wanjun’s acting was so surprising that he didn’t know what to say for a moment.
When Shen Huai said that he could take her away from Hong Kong Hall, he thought Tang Wanjun would immediately agree, but unexpectedly, she was stunned.
Shen Huai was puzzled, so he asked, “Is there anything else you are worried about?”
“No!” Tang Wanjun regained her mind and waved her hand. She no longer even cared about fat intestines, and she urged them, “Hurry up, let’s go!”
But when Shen Huai and Ye Cang were about to step out of the hall, she hesitated again. “Wait!”
With that, Tang Wanjun could not help but look inside the venue. After a while, gritting her teeth, she said, “Let’s go!”
Ye Cang thought she was reluctant to leave this place, but Shen Huai took another look at the venue thoughtfully.
After a long time, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness in the depths of the venue. He walked out slowly, revealing a pale and thin face, that had still preserved its handsome appearance.
He looked at the figures of Tang Wanjun and the others leaving, sighed gently, and then followed.
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After leaving the venue, Tang Wanjun seemed a bit depressed, but she soon picked herself up and floated around the cabin, relying on the fact that no one could see her.
Finally, she floated back to Shen Huai and Ye Cang and sat cross-legged on the chair, sighing.
“How much has changed over the years!”
At this time, Tang Wanjun had completely abandoned her image, exposing her nature unrestrained, and Shen Huai could only pretend not to see it.
In fact, Tang Wanjun was not entirely to blame. She was born in Hong Kong’s slums with many sisters in her family. She went to work after finishing junior high school. She had a good voice, so she started singing in a ballroom at first, and was later discovered by a record company.
Although she was born in a slum, she had an unexpectedly sweet face, so she was promoted as a rich girl, and even her name was changed to the bookish Wanjun.
Later, Tang Wanjun became very popular, and the company did not allow her to do anything inconsistent with her identity. Therefore, from the age of 16 to the time of her death at the age of 28, she was very restrained and had to pay attention to everything she said and did in front of the public. Only in front of her assistants and coworkers could she show some of her true personality.
After death, this kind of restraint was gone, so it was no wonder Tang Wanjun behaved more and more freely.
Because of Tang Wanjun, Shen Huai had to change his plans and go home first. After all, there were still some things that need to be clarified with Tang Wanjun. But it was more convenient to do it at home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they got off the car, they saw Chu Mei Bo coming back from the outside with her school bag on her back, followed by Song Yimian, who was holding a bunch of papers.
Seeing Shen Huai, Song Yimian happily said hello.
Chu Mei Bo stopped and looked at the space next to Shen Huai, slightly raising her eyebrows. “Who is this?”
Song Yimian: “???”
Song Yimian looked at Shen Huai and Ye Cang dumbfounded and scratched his head in bewilderment. “Sister Mei, this is Elder Brother Ye. Are you feeling dizzy from solving math problems and don’t recognize people anymore?”
Chu Mei Bo: “…”
If Mr. Guo was here, he would applaud Song Yimian’s courage.
However, Shen Huai could only reluctantly let Song Yimian go back first, and then enter the house with Chu Mei Bo.
Shen Huai introduced them to each other.
Chu Mei Bo’s eyes wandered around Shen Huai and Ye Cang strangely, before finally falling on Tang Wanjun. “You……”
Before she finished speaking, Tang Wanjun had already drifted over with bright eyes full of adoration. “My Elder Sister turned out to be a member of the Republic of China!”
Chu Mei Bo suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, when Tang Wanjun finished, she cupped her hands in a very standard way and said, “This little sister admired her big sister for a long time. Please give me advice in the future.”
Chu Mei Bo: “…”
Seeing Chu Mei Bo’s expression, Tang Wanjun was stunned for a moment before hurriedly asking, “Wasn’t it like this? Didn’t they always fight back and forth during the Republic of China, like Chen Zhen, Huo Yuanjia, and Huang Feihong?”
Chu Mei Bo: ” …What on earth gave you this wrong idea?”
Tang Wanjun wondered, “Movies! That’s what happened in the movies.”
Shen Huai remembered that in the last century, martial arts films were indeed very popular, especially those from the period of the Republic of China, which created a number of well-known martial arts stars.
But he didn’t expect, they would mislead people so much.
After some explanation, Tang Wanjun realized that in the Republic of China, people didn’t cup hands and that not everyone knew martial arts.
She was disappointed. “I’ve been looking forward to it in vain, it all turned out to be a lie.”
Chu Mei Bo: “…”
Sister Mei had always been calm and steady but for the first time, she felt helpless in front of someone, and it was even worse than with math.
Tang Wanjun was hit and found herself a corner to sulk.
Shen Huai didn’t care about her, but looked at Chu Mei Bo and asked, “Sister Mei, how did you do in your mock exam this week?”
Chu Mei Bo: “…”
She suddenly regretted chasing Tang Wanjun away, otherwise she would not have been asked such a direct soul crashing question by Shen Huai.
Just when Chu Me Bo fell in disgrace, the cooking aunt happened to come over, followed by Song Yimian, who was helping her carry a casserole. She smiled and said, “I met Junior Song when I was coming over, so I knew that Mr. Shen had come back.”
“I’m afraid the food I’ve prepared is too little. What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it now.”
Shen Huai and Ye Cang didn’t have preferences, so they were just going to say whatever.
But Tang Wanjun appeared out of nowhere, her hands clasped together and her expression pious. “Can I order, too? Can I make a wish for a plate of fat intestines?”
Shen Huai: “…”
Tang Wanjun blinked her eyes and said, “Mr. Shen, Sister Mei, please, I can trade this for an embarrassing story of Lu Yang!”
Ye Cang: “Hey!”
Chu Mei Bo looked at Ye Cang’s angry appearance and said slowly to the aunt, “Auntie, add a plate of fat intestines!”
Ye Cang: “No way!”
Shen Huai coughed softly. “I also agree with Sister Mei.”
Ye Cang: “???”
