Night Banquet and The Banquet, An International Blockbuster

On the interface of the official account, only the movie title was visible; there was no other information.

Not even the film's cover art was displayed.

Without thinking too much about it, Fang Xinran picked up her phone from the table and started sending messages to the official account:

"Sure, 'The Banquet'... I think I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"What's the story about? Is it a period piece or modern?"

Hearing that Fang Xinran hadn't seen it, Lin Yu felt even more amused inside.

He deliberately played mysterious:

"If I told you, wouldn't that be a spoiler?"

"It's a historical blockbuster, very famous!"

"But it's a movie from a few years back, not a recent release."

As she confirmed the selection, Fang Xinran remarked:

"Yeah, I've seen pretty much all the movies from the last few years."

"Before that, I was either in the mountains or at school."

"I basically had no time for entertainment. Watching movies and surfing the internet is something I've only started doing frequently in the last two years."

Soon, the messages were sent.

The image on the television cut instantly to the movie.

Lin Yu stared at the screen in astonishment. "!!!"

Was this really a request-based TV station?

It felt more like screen casting!

Was the reaction time really that fast?

It usually took Lin Yu ages just to fiddle with screen casting!

Fang Xinran immediately cleared up Lin Yu's confusion:

"The response was quick, right? That means we're pretty lucky."

"When no one makes a request, this station just broadcasts boring filler content."

"But as soon as someone makes a selection, they switch over immediately."

Lin Yu nodded in agreement.

Traditional media really had it tough these days!

What kind of pressure were the staff under?

That feedback speed was truly shocking.

As the opening narration of the movie began, Lin Yu cracked open two cans of beer.

The story of "The Banquet" was actually quite simple.

To summarize, it was...

The saga of love and hatred between a brother-in-law and his sister-in-law!

However.

Packaged as a historical epic, the melodramatic plot took on a uniquely forbidden allure.

While they drank, Lin Yu asked about Fang Xinran's specific itinerary.

Fang Xinran answered truthfully without holding anything back.

She had booked a ticket for the day after tomorrow and would be setting off for the South.

As for what she would do once she got there, she hadn't figured that out yet.

The day after tomorrow!

That meant if Lin Yu hadn't come today, Fang Xinran had actually reserved a day to wait for him.

To dare to set off without even knowing what transport she'd take—it truly earned Lin Yu's admiration.

People...

Only in their youth do they possess such decisive drive.

Once you age and experience too much, you lose the courage to live impulsively.

That spirit cannot be regenerated.

Even though Lin Yu was living a second life, he still didn't possess Fang Xinran's courage.

"Xinran, are you going that fast right from the start? Chugging it?"

Watching Fang Xinran's drinking speed, Lin Yu was particularly shocked.

The movie had only been playing for seven or eight minutes, and her second beer can had already been tossed into the trash bin.

This was a completely different style from when they drank at the bistro!

It looked like...

She was in a hurry to get herself drunk!

Fang Xinran's cheeks were slowly burning up, yet she seemed intoxicated by the feeling.

She smiled and said:

"If I don't drink quickly, I'm worried I'll start overthinking things. What if I regret it..."

Lin Yu: "???"

Overthink what? Regret what?

Senior Sister Fang's words were practically a direct hint to Lin Yu!

After speaking.

She didn't forget to glance at Lin Yu before quickly averting her gaze.

Then.

Fang Xinran added another sentence:

"Xiao Yu, if you change your mind... you can tell me."

"It's not like I... absolutely have to."

Lin Yu: "!!!"

Him, regret?

What on earth would he have to regret?

If he was going to regret it, why would he have made the initiative to call?

Fang Xinran was completely worrying for nothing.

There were only the two of them in the room; there was no need to keep up any pretenses.

Faced with a girl's clear invitation, if he still acted like he had no interest in women,

He'd be worse than a beast in human clothing!

Lin Yu shifted his chair toward the side of the table, creating a small space beside him.

"Xinran, keeping your head turned to watch TV isn't good for your neck."

"Why don't you come sit next to me?"

Fang Xinran trembled all over: "!!!"

She naturally understood the implication behind Lin Yu's words.

Her Junior Brother was right.

If they kept sitting opposite each other.

If something suddenly happened later...

It would probably be even more awkward, right?

Hadn't she already thought this through?

What was the point of maintaining a façade of pure friendship now?

Fang Xinran picked up her chair and obediently moved to Lin Yu's side.

Although some space had been cleared, sitting together like this was obviously still quite cramped.

As she sat down, their arms inevitably brushed against each other.

The trembling of her skin exposed outside her short-sleeved nightdress signaled Fang Xinran's nervousness.

To alleviate the awkwardness, Fang Xinran popped a strawberry into her mouth and said:

"This movie is pretty good, lots of big stars..."

Lin Yu didn't reply, unwilling to break the current atmosphere.

Because the movie had just reached its first major seductive plot point!

The scene where the brother-in-law removes the sister-in-law's makeup!

This was naturally a scene Fang Xinran hadn't anticipated.

On the television, amidst artistic and aesthetically pleasing shots, dialogue filled with boundless suggestiveness rang out.

[Woman: How does Uncle know my makeup removal routine?]

[Man: It is not just the makeup removal... I know the order in which Sister-in-law bathes as well!]

Fang Xinran froze mid-motion while eating her strawberry: "!!!"

Usually, she watched scenes of this magnitude alone at night.

She hadn't expected to be watching it with Lin Yu today.

Did her Junior Brother know in advance...

No, no, no!

It had to be a coincidence, right?

International blockbusters often had beautiful yet provocative scenes.

This one probably wouldn't cross the line.

Fang Xinran had seen much more explicit content before.

[Woman: Can Uncle spare the Crown Prince?]

[Man: Can Sister-in-law let go of my hand?]

After a back-and-forth exchange...

The Sister-in-law... actually let go!

Fang Xinran's heart leapt into her throat.

Just as she was feeling anxious and uneasy, the scene cut to a fight in a bamboo forest, the chase for the Crown Prince.

Fang Xinran secretly breathed a sigh of relief...

Good, good.

It came quickly and ended quickly.

Little did she know.

The action might have stopped in the movie, but it was just beginning in the room!

"Xiao Yu, the guy in white seems to be a really good fighter, doesn't he?"

Fang Xinran spoke up again, trying to break the lingering awkwardness.

But when she turned her head.

Lin Yu... wasn't in his seat?

"Xiao Yu?"

Fang Xinran turned her head around, then quickly whipped it back.

Lin Yu was standing right behind her, placing both his hands on her shoulders.

In a split second.

Fang Xinran suddenly understood exactly what the character in the movie was feeling!

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