Romance Variety Show: Director, there's something wrong with my script!

Chapter 70 Book Gift

It's called a book bar, but it's actually more like a small library.

The wooden house has three floors, each with more than a dozen bookshelves, totaling four floors filled with books, containing at least tens of thousands of books.

One side has floor-to-ceiling windows facing the sea, and the other side is a coffee shop where staff are taking a leisurely nap.

It's rare that we only need to serve ten passengers; most of the time, we basically have nothing to do.

Chen Yuan and Zhang Jianjian strolled around and found the bookmarks. Looking at the dazzling array of dried flowers and carved leaves, it was a treasure trove for anyone who loves bookmarks.

"Shall we begin?" Chen Yuan said.

"Okay, but aren't you going to ask me what kind of books I like?" Zhang Jianjian looked at Chen Yuan curiously.

"If I ask, the books won't be the ones I chose myself," Chen Yuan said with a smile, before walking toward a bookshelf.

Zhang Jianjian looked thoughtful as he watched Chen Yuan leave, then walked in the opposite direction.

Looking at the various books on the bookshelf, Chen Yuan already had an idea. He had done this before and was very experienced in giving books away.

If it's a book to give as a gift, then history books are definitely the best choice.

So Chen Yuan went straight to the history book section, and before long, he became engrossed in it.

"This is incredible..." Chen Yuan muttered, looking at the book in his hand. He discovered that the history books on Earth differed greatly from those on Blue Star, which was a whole new world for him, a history enthusiast.

In this world, there is no Qing Dynasty; the Ming Dynasty was the last feudal dynasty.

After looking for a while, Chen Yuan finally gave up his idea of ​​reading to his heart's content and started to carefully select books.

Among the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, the Tang and Song dynasties were undoubtedly the most flourishing periods for the spirit of literati. And today is no exception. Although we do not see the emergence of figures like Li Bai, there are still corresponding timeless poems and lyrics.

In the end, Chen Yuan chose a book called "Under the Tang Dynasty".

This book tells the story of ordinary people's lives during the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and describes the cultural environment of that time in great detail.

After selecting the books, Chen Yuan didn't rush to choose bookmarks. Instead, he read for a while longer before browsing other areas and eventually arriving at the bookmark shop.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the various bookmarks, but inwardly he was lamenting something else: "What a great writer! It's a pity he didn't have a system or something. Otherwise, with all those classic books on Earth, he would probably be more comfortable as a great writer."

Just as I was pondering this, I heard footsteps behind me.

"Have you chosen?" Zhang Jianjian walked over, holding a book in his hand.

"Okay, I've chosen. Now let's look at the bookmarks." Chen Yuan nodded, then his gaze fell on the book in her hand, and he froze. "Qi An's autobiography, the creator of Black Gold?"

"That's right, he was the first person to receive the Black Gold Creator title, and I think that might be helpful to you," Zhang Jianjian said.

"Really? I'm really looking forward to it." Chen Yuan smiled, and the next moment, his gaze fell on a plum blossom, and he stepped forward to pick it.

Zhang Jianjian was somewhat surprised to see that he had chosen the plum blossom design, and exclaimed in astonishment, "You knew I like plum blossoms?"

"I don't know." Chen Yuan shook his head, turned to the page he had just marked, and then tucked the plum blossom inside.

"..." Zhang Jianjian's joy was ruthlessly dispelled. She thought Chen Yuan knew she liked plum blossoms, but then she thought, Chen Yuan picked the flower she liked, so it could be considered a kind of tacit understanding?

"No, no..."

"What am I thinking about?" Zhang Jianjian shook his head repeatedly, muttering to himself.

Chen Yuan had no idea what she was muttering about, so he quietly moved a few steps away from her to avoid being infected.

Before long, Zhang Jianjian had also chosen a bookmark, a leaf carved with birds. She looked it over and was very satisfied before tucking it into the pages of her book.

"Okay, here you go." Zhang Jianjian handed the book in his hand to Chen Yuan.

"Thanks." Chen Yuan took the book and then handed the history book he had carefully selected to Zhang Jianjian.

Zhang Jianjian took the book, and after seeing the title, he was stunned. He blinked and asked, "Under the Tang Dynasty, is there any historical allusion in this history book?"

"No." Chen Yuan shook his head. What kind of historical allusions could a history book possibly contain?

"So that means it will improve my acting skills?" Zhang Jianjian asked again.

"Probably not," Chen Yuan replied after a few seconds of thought.

"Okay, I'll read it carefully," Zhang Jianjian said, rubbing his forehead. Then the two of them handed the books to the staff for packaging.

With the book giveaway complete, the next activity is a small event in the bookstore.

They have a card collection card. After the book is given away, they also need to read a book together, make coffee together, and then swing on a double swing.

"Then let's read history books together," Chen Yuan said expectantly.

Zhang Jianjian was a little confused. They were looking at a history book together. Luckily, he came up with the idea. She had originally wanted to find a comic book to read. "Okay, let's read a history book then."

The two then went to a coffee shop and found a place to sit down. Since they were going to read together, they sat side by side.

Zhang Jianjian took out the history book that Chen Yuan had given her, opened the first page, and before she could say anything, Chen Yuan leaned his head in.

For a moment, Zhang Jianjian's heart raced and his breathing became rapid.

After a while, seeing that Chen Yuan had become engrossed in reading, Zhang Jianjian gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes at him, and then began to read along with him.

"Um?"

"This is great! So women back then could wear strapless dresses too?" Zhang Jianjian exclaimed in surprise.

"Have you never filmed a period drama before?" Chen Yuan asked.

"No, I've done more modern dramas. Actually, you think I'm more suited to period dramas, right?" Zhang Jianjian said excitedly. "But my agent says I'm more suited to modern dramas."

"Hmm..." Chen Yuan looked up and sized up Zhang Jianjian, then subconsciously sniffed the air and smelled the faint scent of perfume on Zhang Jianjian. Only then did he realize how close the two of them were.

"How do I look? Don't I look like I'm dressed in ancient costume?" Zhang Jianjian asked expectantly.

Chen Yuan nodded and said, "Really? Maybe you can try it next time."

"Great, I'll give it a try next time," Zhang Jianjian chuckled.

Soon, the two continued reading, and before they knew it, even Zhang Jianjian became engrossed in it, becoming very curious about the daily lives of ordinary people during that period.

"They probably don't have much to do at night, right?"

"Who?"

"The common people of the Tang Dynasty."

"It's hard to say. They also have entertainment activities. For example, the brothels we saw earlier weren't necessarily brothels; there were also street performers."

"I see. So, can they sing?"

"I don't think so, right?"

Chen Yuan pondered the question seriously, unsure whether to be certain or not, and the two of them watched until midnight.

With noon approaching, the two decided to finish making coffee before going to lunch.

So he took over the front desk duties at the coffee shop and started tinkering with things.

What they initially thought would be a quick 10-minute task turned into a nearly 1 a.m. before they finally finished their first cup of coffee.

As for the taste of the coffee, the two didn't mention it at all, and after getting the stamp, they quietly slipped away.