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Chapter 443: The Culture of Eating

 What should Fang Yi do?

He learned from Li Jiacheng's handling method. He spent NT$180 and deliberately ordered some more snacks. After they were served, he didn't touch them at all. Instead, he pretended to sigh a few times and then personally gave them to the reporters.

"I'm treating you to whatever you want," he said.

Of course it’s not easy to answer reporters. They are here to write dirty material, so how can they answer them? The reporters are short-handed.

Fang Yi said: "Everyone is working out so late, I'm afraid I'm very hungry... It doesn't matter if you eat a little, it's not something expensive, and we really can't finish it. Are you locals in Hsinchu? Have you eaten here?

Something...will the newspaper reimburse you for your late-night snack?"

The reporter didn't accept his words: "Director Fang, I'm from Taipei."

"Then you have to try the local snacks, right? I loved them when I first came here. Don't you like the food here? What a pity..."

So a bunch of Hsinchu locals stared at this reporter, gearing up.

The reporter choked with a breath in his throat and was held there, unable to answer.

Without any explanation, several portions of fried rice cakes were distributed to them, one for each person.

The reporter didn’t dare to refuse, but he also didn’t dare to eat because there was no one to take the lead.

Fang Yi smiled again and said: "Of course you also have important things to do. I have also considered it. After we have finished eating, can we just ask a few questions here? You have worked so hard and stayed with us for so long in the cold weather.

I can't let you go to work without anything in vain... Can you have a midnight snack now? I'll finish the questions quickly after that, and everyone should go back to rest early, we are all tired."

He raised his hand and joked: "I promise not to run away, and I can't run away either."

A reporter thought for a while and replied: "I may want to ask about your relationship with Ms. Liu... Ah, and your predictions for the Golden Horse Awards. How many awards do you think you will win? And, and

…”

Other reporters answered: "Also, my impressions of Baodao. How is the development of the film and television industry here? What are your suggestions for young people..."

"Are there any actresses you like? How do you evaluate Ruan Jingtian? Do you think his acting skills are better than yours?"

"And, and..."

Fang Yi smiled and shook his head: "That's too many, just three questions. There are three of you here, one for each person. You can think about what to ask in advance... Don't ask questions that are too difficult. You know I won't be anywhere.

If you can answer, then you have wasted your own opportunity, and I will feel it is a pity."

The reporters looked at each other and wanted to say something rebuttal, but the initiative was not with them - after all, if Fang Yi didn't beat these people up, they wouldn't be able to get braver and ask difficult questions.

Otherwise, if the news gets out, it will be difficult to stir up the turmoil caused by Chen Kun and attract the same hatred among reporters in Taiwan... but it will appear that they are too aggressive.

This matter has been decided since the moment he received the order of fried rice cakes...even when Fang Yi showed up at the night market uncharacteristically. There are so many of his passers-by and fans watching, are you trying to bully them too much?

Someone figured this out, was surprised, and shook his head secretly, "Director Fang, I wish you a great victory at the Golden Horse Award. You are indeed worthy."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "I will cherish your words."

Returning to his table, Liu Tianxian stuck out his tongue in a funny way and imitated his speech: "Grab the ashes and cherish the mud...because I am the big devil who plays with people's hearts."

The last sentence was spoken very quietly.

"Nonsense."

Liu Tianxian came closer to look at him, his eyebrows forming a figure eight: "Fang Yi, you are strange, you are very strange..."

"What's weird?"

This is the first time Liu Tianxian has seen this side of Fang Yi, unlike Guo Fan and the others who have seen it countless times.

She turned her head and adjusted the angle, as if she wanted to see through Fang Yi's inside and outside, "There's something wrong with you, tell me! Who are you? Have you been penetrated by a human soul, or are you secretly accumulating worldly connections?

You have been acting like someone else for ten years! Two or three years ago, you were not so tactful. You were obviously very dull at the time, but now..."

Speaking of this, she took a breath and protected herself, "No! Have you seen through me? Maybe you do it every day..."

Tease me!

In front of so many people, she couldn't say it out loud, and she yelled in her heart several times, which was extremely shocking.

Now many things have been explained, such as the big problem of opening a studio. She was in a dilemma and was unwilling to give up. In the end, she had to choose to wrong her mother... But Fang Yi might have expected it from the beginning.

This cunning man!

The absolute mastermind behind the scenes.

He could think of so many things at any time, so why was he so helpless about the matter in the studio before? It was as if he was moved late at night and suddenly decided to transfer the shares... He was so ashamed that he wished he could

Give him the bank card password to compensate him.

He... maybe two or three years ago, he deliberately pretended to be particularly dull, which aroused my interest. The more dull he was, the more excited I was, thinking that I had encountered the grass jelly and had the pleasure of cultivating... In the end

Isn’t that so!

Fang Yi!

you!

She imagined that she was like the fried rice cake on Fang Yi's chopsticks. She happily wrapped it in sugar coating, jumped into the oil pan, and then put it into his mouth, eating it clean...

What's worse is that, to this day, I still want to.

You are so worthless, Liu Yifei! You have to remember this day.

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and chewed: "What are you looking at?"

Seeing Liu Tianxian's face getting redder and redder, he said in a daze: "I pity the fried rice cake that was sent to the tiger's mouth."

"Since I'm pitiful, do you still want to eat?"

Fang Yi planned to take away her plate.

"Why don't you eat? You still have to eat."

——Bai Yu was stunned. He asked Guo Fan: "I don't understand very well. Is it interesting that this roll of fried rice cakes is being snatched back and forth? Why don't you buy another one for NT$25? I'll buy it for him."

Guo Fan thought of his first girlfriend in high school, and smiled: "Young man, I think you don't understand it at all. It's interesting, very interesting."

——————

The reporters didn't ask any embarrassing questions. The originally planned emotional questions were wasted because they were afraid that Fang Yi wouldn't answer, and were eventually replaced with ordinary comments about local customs.

They made some insinuations, hoping to get more valuable information. For example, they asked Fang Yi if he had any travel plans after the Golden Horse Award, and who he would go with?

Fang Yi pretended not to hear it, and only said that the scenery was good, but did not say who he was going to be with.

Okay, you didn’t answer, so what about the predictions for the Golden Horse Awards, which ones are more likely?

As a person involved, Fang Yi only praised and did not comment.

He won't make the mistake of Jiang Wen who "discussed the world's heroes". Because entertainment reporters are not trustworthy, and if the complete interview video is not released, this kind of topic can easily be distorted into bullying.

The reporter was at a loss and found that he only spoke freely when talking about local customs and customs. In the end, he recorded a lot of travel diary-like things and took them back for submission.

——Unexpectedly, thanks to the popularity of the "Love Letter" crew, it is quite popular.

That night, Fang Yi attracted a large number of fans to the Hsinchu Night Market. After they left, the fans scrambled for the plastic stool that Fang Yi had sat on. By the next day, new people started to make the pilgrimage and check in.

, souvenir.

The price of fried rice cakes has soared, and demand exceeds supply.

On the day of the Golden Horse Awards, after the red carpet catwalk, the host of Souhu Video Network's "Golden Horse" special program opened with:

"Last night, I saw the news that the crew of "Love Letter" had late-night snacks at the food stalls of Hsinchu Night Market. Fang Yi likes Baodao snacks very much. Everyone, have you bought fried rice cakes? It may not be easy to buy these days.

, Fortunately, we can make it at home. Come, let’s share it in the studio first. A few teachers say hello to the audience..."

We invited two movie stars, Fu Dalong and Xia Yu, as well as a new director Lu Yang.

The three of them each had a roll of fried rice cakes and put it into their mouths with smiles.

In the broadcast, the camera was focused on Fang Yi, and he was found to be deliberately making eating movements - this was echoing the news the night before.

The Golden Horse Awards were quick to respond and very smart. They regarded this as an example of the award ceremony’s “inclusiveness” and as part of Hsinchu’s urban culture. Some local official media started to hype it up.

Mainland China also reacted very quickly, so it’s just catching on.

The host said: "Actually, snacks like fried rice cakes are not only found in Hsinchu, Taiwan. Many viewers in the north may not know that there are many special snacks in southern Fujian... Among them, fried rice cakes are a representative delicacy.

The raw materials required are sweet potatoes, glutinous rice flour and white sugar to make the purest and simplest kind of fried rice cake. This is the culture of 'eating'... Although the methods are different in different places, in the final analysis, they are from the same origin.

Yes, this is China on the tip of your tongue.”

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