“This one actually looks pretty good… Can you send it to me?”
Yu Mian looked at the two lakeside villas that Ernis was showing him and felt tempted.
The key point was that Ernis was also an aquatic race, so his recommendations hit Yu Mian’s preferences directly. For the first time, he found Ernis somewhat agreeable, despite this guy having “tormented” him several times before.
But since Ernis had always been friendly, it didn’t seem unacceptable? Besides, as a fellow aquatic race, Yu Mian was quite curious about this small circle.
Meanwhile, Huo Ting, who had just been forced into socializing with a familiar committee member on the way, finally stepped into the banquet hall only to find that Yu Mian had already integrated into the environment perfectly.
And he had even made some friends?
However, the moment Huo Ting saw Ernis, he immediately recalled the scene captured in the pearl.
The crab that had crashed into Yu Mian back then?
“If you’re planning to move in, be sure to contact me! I’ll bring you a housewarming gift!”
Ernis picked up his light brain to add Yu Mian as a friend, feeling as if he were dreaming.
But after adding him, Ernis saw the ID “Fish” and froze for a moment. Then, his gaze shifted to Yu Mian’s waist, a strange sense of familiarity creeping over him.
Wait, where were his eyes looking? That was so inappropriate.
Ernis gave his head a hard shake, quickly straightened up, and looked at Yu Mian properly, afraid of being mistaken for a pervert.
“By the way, I forgot to ask, what’s your profession, neighbor?”
“I’m a writer.”
Yu Mian smiled at Ernis.
‘A… writer?’
Ernis’s brain momentarily stalled, as if he should be realizing something but couldn’t quite grasp it.
“Huo Ting? You’re here! I just found out there are houses for sale near Starry Sky Lake, and they’re pretty close to Grandpa’s place!”
Seeing Huo Ting at the entrance, Yu Mian subconsciously waved and signaled to him, feeling in an excellent mood.
Making new friends after going out wasn’t a bad feeling at all, he could also get much more useful information.
Though Yu Mian suspected that the real reason was that after he came to the interstellar era, everyone he met in person was just really friendly.
Gradually, he was starting to feel that meeting new people was a rather pleasant experience.
At this moment, Ernis watched with his own eyes as the tall and imposing Huo Ting, who had attracted countless eyes as soon as he entered the venue, walked over and stood beside Yu Mian naturally. He then glanced at him indifferently before lowering his head to look at Yu Mian’s light brain. If Ernis had been unable to believe it before, he now finally realized the truth.
Wasn’t this exactly what he had seen in every live broadcast?
‘So this was Teacher Fish Soup Noodles!?’
He had already met Fish Soup Noodles long ago, and the very first time, he had bumped into him and injured him! [Little Crab Shocked.jpg]
‘Ahhh, Teacher Fish Soup Noodles really had a great temperament… Even after all that, he was still willing to talk to me!’
At this moment, Ernis suddenly felt that his lifelong bad luck in the lotteries, his eternal “E-rank luck”, was nothing more than karma in action.
And if his memory wasn’t mistaken, Ernis distinctly remembered that when they first met in the water, Fish Soup Noodles had moved far too gracefully and freely in water to be anything but an aquatic race.
‘So Teacher Fish Soup Noodles is also a special race?’
Just as Ernis’s mind was reeling, the official event of the evening began.
“Ladies and gentlemen, today, we are honored to welcome distinguished guests from…”
As the event host spoke and the banquet hall lights focused on the stage, no matter how much Ernis wanted to say, he had to swallow it.
Not to mention, the imposing General Huo standing beside Fish Soup Noodles happened to block him completely, whether intentionally or not, forcing Ernis to stand on tiptoe just to get a better look.
Occasionally, he accidentally made eye contact with Huo Ting, and his heart would skip a beat.
Why was he so scart? Had he somehow offended this man before?
But as Ernis’s grandfather used to say, official event procedures were always the same.
When Prince Kachard of Imperial Star went on stage to receive his honorary title, several officials took photos with him. The moment he stepped down, he was surrounded by a crowd.
Rumor had it that this was a rare moment of thawing relations between Imperial Star and Federation Star.
All the other guests also received exquisite commemorative medals and floral gifts.
Yu Mian opened the box and found a sparkling medal inside. It was a three-dimensional planet that rotated gently when lifted, refracting a flowing blue light.
For some reason, Yu Mian was reminded of the familiar Earth.
He was quite happy about it.
Come to think of it, he had never actually met his alien readers, he just often heard Editor Shaxs say the sales of his books were quite good beyond the Federation.
Of course, while Yu Mian was admiring his medal, he remained entirely oblivious to the many curious and astonished gazes directed at him.
Even in a room full of influential figures from various fields, nearly everyone had heard about the rising star in the literary world.
What they hadn’t expected was that this mysterious genius novelist was the very person who had, openly or subtly, become the center of attention the moment he entered.
Not to mention, he had ties to the Huo family?
But as soon as the ceremony ended and the banquet moved into its more relaxed phase, Yu Mian ran into some familiar faces.
One was Camberley, the chairman of Xinggui Media, who had brought along his two younger daughters.
The producer of “Heavenly Voice: Rising Star”, Otek, was also present.
It was clear that they were accompanying Prince Kechard, who was still busy socializing with several officials.
After all, since arriving on Federation Star, Prince Kechard had been participating in “Heavenly Voice: Rising Star”, whose influence had also spread throughout the outer star systems.
It even unified the tastes of star-chasing fans across both the Imperial Star and the Federation Star, turning them into unexpected fellow supporters. This cultural influence indeed played a rather harmonious role in diplomacy.
“Teacher Fish Soup Noodles, it’s been a long time! Your food live broadcasts are truly impressive. The recent surge in popularity is almost catching up with some professional programs.”
Producer Otek’s primary concern was undoubtedly Yu Mian’s live broadcasting career.
He still remembered when Yu Mian had asked him about live broadcast equipment. Who would have thought that upon returning, he would create such a successful show?
The richness of his content as a solo anchor was in no way inferior to many professional programs.
“Long time no see, Producer Otek. And Mr. Camberley? Are these your two daughters?”
After greeting, Yu Mian widened his eyes slightly in curiosity, looking at the twin girls hiding behind Camberley’s legs.
When negotiating the contract for “Heavenly Voice: Rising Star” before, he had seen photos of these two little book fans in the office.
At this moment, however, Camberley had just cautiously exchanged greetings with Huo Ting beside him.
Ever since watching Fish Soup Noodles’ live broadcast, Camberley watched as the only heir of the Huo family was casually called on to help wash vegetables, and he had suddenly realized something…
The companion who had accompanied Teacher Fish Soup Noodles to sign the contract last time was none other than General Huo himself!
And he hadn’t even recognized him at the time.
Or rather, fortunately, the contract had been quite fair from the start. There had been no attempts to take advantage of Fish Soup Noodle just because he seemed like a solitary author.
Of course, part of this was also because his two little daughters were die-hard fans of Fish Soup Noodles. As their father, how could he possibly do anything unethical?
“That’s right, these are my daughters. I’m sorry, they insisted on coming to see you, but now they’re too shy.”
Mentioning his daughters, Camberley’s visibly relaxed, smiling as he explained.
“Are those the same Da Xi dolls from the photos?”
Yu Mian noticed that the two little ones were holding Da Xi dolls in their hands.
It was obvious they had been played with for too long, so they looked slightly worn, but they had been carefully washed and looked clean.
These two were really little book fans.
The two little girls shyly peeked at Yu Mian, immediately feeling drawn to him but hesitant to approach. After all, before coming, they had been reminded repeatedly not to disturb Teacher Fish Soup Noodles.
But the thought that beloved characters like Da Xi, Gredo, Isabelle, and Nemo had all been created by the really handsome big brother in front of them, the two little ones couldn’t help but steal a few more glances.
Their shy yet conflicted expressions made the surrounding adults smile kindly.
In fact, even the adults felt a bit nervous meeting Fish Soup Noodles. Making eye contact with him left them momentarily dazed.
Suddenly, they could understand why he had initially avoided revealing his face. Otherwise, people’s focus might have shifted entirely from his works to him.
Looking at the two little girls, Yu Mian recalled a plan he had once considered after “Fallen Morning Star”.
Since he had written “Rebirth of the Interstellar Soldier King”, a no CP, male oriented upgrade novel, why not also write a book about magical transformation that girls would definitely like.
After all, those magical transformation stories about saving the world had been a defining part of childhood for countless generations on Earth.
When Camberley heard about Yu Mian’s idea, he pondered for a moment before sharing an internal piece of information.
Lightyear Pictures, a well-established animation company, was currently collecting scripts.
“Although novel writing and screenwriting are not entirely the same, I believe if you’re interested in trying, they would take you very seriously. They might even fast-track you through the process. The only challenge is that they would likely require a full script outline upfront.”
Camberley just wasn’t sure whether Fish Soup Noodles would be willing to take on such a challenge.
Faced with Camberley’s proposal, Yu Mian was already discussing it internally with his little system.
Would scriptwriting count as an achievement reward for novel-writing?
