I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

"Ha, Qian Shaoshao and Qian Duoduo. These might be brothers who have been separated for many years. I remember a movie about two twins who were taken away by mistake in the hospital. As a result, their life trajectories were completely different, one was in heaven and the other was in hell." Chen Xi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly interrupted.

"It's all scripted and arranged by the director. How can it be such a coincidence?" Although Chen Yifeng said this, his eyes were fixed on the TV screen. In fact, he loved watching this show very much, but he just wouldn't admit it.

Indeed, some aspects of this show are designed.

In the previous life, Chen Xi once watched If You Are the One with Luo Yiming in a foot massage parlor. One of the female guests on the stage happened to be Luo Yiming's elementary school classmate, but the information was completely different from the reality...

"Okay, Qian Duoduo, look at your body shape... I can tell you eat well." Meng De stood in front of Qian Duoduo, compared their bellies, and finally chuckled and shook his head.

"Haha, there are a lot of delicious food right near my home. I eat different kinds of food every day. One bite of fried dough sticks, one bite of pickles, and then a sip of red bean juice. They are so authentic!" Qian Duoduo gave a thumbs up and proudly advertised the food from his hometown.

"Ha." Seeing this, Chen Xi couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, this soy milk is not as unpalatable as people say on the Internet. He also drank it when he ran a company in Huajing. But if you say it tastes good, he doesn’t think so. Maybe he hasn’t gotten used to it yet.

"Okay, with lots of money, please choose the girl of your dreams." Meng De said no more nonsense and handed over the tablet.

Qian Duoduo was wearing a casual suit and had his hair combed back, and he looked like a boss.

Therefore, the female guests present also puffed out their chests, wanting to show off their proud features.

"Haha." Everyone in the Chen family laughed when they saw the performance of the female guests on TV.

"Okay, please watch the first VCR." Meng De took back the tablet and went straight to the next step.

"My name is Qian Duoduo, I am 28 years old this year, and I am a genuine old Huajing. My home is in XXX Hutong, which is a place with a long history. Next to it is the former royal palace. The accumulation of history has made me have a strong interest in antiques since I was a child.

Speaking of antiques, it is a big deal. I have been working in the antique industry for several years, and I deal with objects full of stories and history every day. I think there are many similarities between identifying women and identifying antiques. You see, antiques need to be carefully observed and tasted to discover their true value; and women also need you to understand and feel them with your heart to discover her unique charm.

I am a straightforward person. If I like something, I like it. If I don't like something, I don't like it. This is also true for me when it comes to finding a partner. I hope to find someone who shares the same ideals and spiritual connection with me, to share the little things in life with me, and to pursue a higher spiritual realm together.

You can't be impatient when it comes to finding your other half. You have to take your time. I believe that fate will always come. Just like the antiques I found, sometimes you can find real treasures by accident..."

The VCR shows scenes of Qian Duoduo eating in various small shops, giving people the impression that he is a foodie.

However, this VCR did not show Qian Duoduo's house, car, antique shop, etc. This made the women at the scene very anxious, so they chose to keep the lights on and wanted to ask about the specific situation.

"Well, he is also 28 years old, but this guy is doing very well. As an antique collector, it seems that the price of an antique starts from hundreds of thousands." Meng De patted Qian Duoduo on the back, then looked at his palms, which were covered with sweat.

"You seem to be very hot." Meng De joked.

"Haha, I'm fat and sweat easily." Qian Duoduo pulled up his belt, deliberately revealing the logo of the brand-name belt.

"Okay, do the female guests on the stage have anything to ask?" Meng De looked at several women who had raised their hands.

"I!"

"Number 18, please."

"Male guest, it seems that the antique business is dominated by older people. How come you are involved in this industry at the age of 28?" The woman was very smart and wanted to find out about the man's family situation indirectly.

Sure enough, Qian Duoduo’s next words made her heart flutter.

"I am following in my father's footsteps. Some things are passed down from my family."

Qian Duoduo's answer satisfied the other women, which showed that his family conditions were pretty good.

"No. 11, do you have any questions?" Meng De said to the woman who was about to jump up.

"I want to ask the male guest, there are many courtyard houses in the alleys of Huajing, and they seem to be very valuable. You live next to the royal palace, so the house must be very expensive. I heard that the nobles in the past paid attention to feng shui when choosing their mansions." The woman's eyes were almost tearing when she looked at Qian Duoduo.

"That must be a good feng shui. The place is spacious, and it's warm in winter and cool in summer." Qian Duoduo took out a handkerchief from his suit and wiped the sweat from his head.

"What car do you drive, male guest? A big boss like you probably drives either a Bentley or a Rolls-Royce." asked female guest number three.

"I don't like that kind of car. I usually drive a car without a roof. It's cooler this way!" Qian Duoduo explained.

"Wow, that's a convertible." A female guest clapped her hands.

Women like them like convertibles the most because the effect of pretending to be cool can be greatly improved.

"That's right." Qian Duoduo nodded.

"How much money can you make in a month?" someone else asked.

"In the antique business, if you don't open for business for three years, you can make a living for three years after you open..." Qian Duoduo adjusted his hairstyle.

"Okay, please watch the next VCR." Meng De interrupted the female guests who wanted to continue asking questions and pointed at the screen.

[The VCR opens, and the picture gradually appears. Qian Duoduo is sitting in front of a slightly rustic desk, with neatly arranged bookshelves in the background. Soft light shines on his face, creating a calm and profound atmosphere.]

[The camera slowly moves forward. Qian Duoduo gently picks up a book with a yellowed cover. There is a bit of thought in his eyes. Then he slowly speaks: "In this fast-paced, materialistic age, I often wonder what true love looks like? Is there still such a pure love that is not moved by money, but only by the mutual attraction and cuddling of two hearts?"

[The scene switches to the night view outside the window, where the lights are dim, forming a sharp contrast with the tranquility of the room. ]

"It is undeniable that I have witnessed too many emotional entanglements caused by money. I feel deeply saddened and despised by those women who put a price tag on love and regard their partners as ATMs. If love loses its original innocence and sacrifice, it is like a body without a soul, empty and boring."

[The camera returns to Qian Duoduo, who gently closes the book.]

"Therefore, in my view of mate selection, I long to meet the woman of my destiny who can go through thick and thin with me. I am not a stingy person, but for my future partner, I value her inner qualities, whether she has an independent personality, whether she knows how to cherish and be grateful, and whether she can stick to her original intention and remain unmoved in the face of material temptations." [The screen is interspersed with clips of simple life, couples picnicking in the suburbs, riding a bicycle together, and cooking a simple dinner together at home, full of warmth and happiness.]

"I plan to experience a period of seemingly 'hard times' with my partner during the first few years of dating and even after marriage. This is not to deliberately create difficulties, but to test whether our relationship is based on true emotions rather than just the pursuit of material conditions. I believe that true love can withstand the test of time and poverty and shine even more brightly."

【The camera finally freezes on Qian Duoduo's smile.】

"I am looking forward to you who is willing to join hands with me, to discover the extraordinary in the ordinary, and to taste happiness in simplicity. Because, in the end, what makes us depend on each other is not the accumulation of money, but the harmony of the soul and mutual understanding."

【The screen fades to black and the VCR ends. 】

Seeing this, Chen Xi secretly glanced at Chen Yifeng, only to see that the other party had a serious look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Xuan covered her face with the bowl while drinking soup, so her expression could not be seen at all.

After this VCR was played, the female guests on the stage all looked unhappy, and some even chose to turn off the lights.

"Haha, this VCR clip seems to be very lethal! I'm still very curious about what the female guests who turned off the lights thought. Please tell us about it." Meng De smiled from ear to ear and pointed at the women who turned off the lights.

"There's nothing much to say. I'm from the south and I can't stand the weather in Huajing. I don't want to marry far away." The first woman made an excuse.

"I feel that his ideas and views are a little inconsistent with mine. I married him to enjoy life, not to suffer. What era is it now? Why don't you still take me to the countryside to farm?" The second woman directly expressed her thoughts, which were also what the other female guests thought.

"Love needs money and material things as its foundation. If you don't spend money on me, I might as well choose the guy just now. At least he's more handsome than you." The third woman was also outspoken.

"I agree with both of you. I think if a man loves a woman, he must be willing to spend money on her. If he doesn't spend money, he doesn't love her. Who would be so bad to his lover? It's like when you take a fancy to a product. If you really like it, you will spend a lot of money to buy it. If you don't like it that much and think it is dispensable, you will choose to give up. You just said that you will make a woman suffer, and this will be after marriage, and for several years. Are you kidding me? I don't believe any woman can stick to it." The third woman said a lot, and her words made the other female guests nod their heads.

"Dear female guest, I want to correct a wrong idea of ​​yours. Women are not commodities. They cannot be obtained by spending money. What you just said is an insult to all women." Huang Yi, who is always good-tempered, couldn't help but speak.

"Teacher Huang Yi, you may be a little old and can't keep up with the times. Nowadays, women just need to dress themselves up beautifully. We provide emotional value to men, which is actually a kind of transaction. After we get married, we still have to have children and raise them. This is such a huge sacrifice. Shouldn't men spend money on us?" The female guest immediately fought back when she heard this.

This made Huang Yi very angry. He actually said that she was old in front of so many people.

"Dear female guest, I am a man, a normal man. If I were asked to choose to spend money, I would definitely not spend money on you. People like you are useless in my eyes." Meng De stood up to speak for Huang Yi.

"I can't communicate with you older people." The female guest said this and stopped talking.

However, some of the female guests present did not choose to turn off the lights. They were thinking about whether to ask more questions.

"There are still 7 lights on the stage. You still have a chance. Please watch the short interview video of my friend!" Meng De didn't wait for everyone to react. He waved his hand and the picture on the screen began to change again.

"I am Qian Duoduo's childhood friend. Qian Duoduo is a bit picky about his poverty. He eats food from small shops in the alley every day and insists on making it look classy.

A serving of braised pork tastes like a French-style feast. When he encounters tourists from other places complaining about the bad food, he will use his non-standard Beijing accent to educate them. In fact, he is not from our Huajing at all. In the past, he was from the countryside of Huajing. No, he was from another city..." A man with a festive look and a snotty face waved at the camera in a funny way while speaking.

This made Qian Duoduo sweat even more, and the handkerchief he was originally using to wipe the sweat was now completely wet.

"Hahaha!" Many audience members laughed.

"Hello everyone, I'm Qian Duoduo's neighbor. See that? It's the real Qing Dynasty XX Palace, where the prince used to live. Look at the decorations at the door. In the past, you wouldn't even have the chance to look at it, because the guards at the door would chase you away..."

Seeing this, Qian Duoduo's expression instantly looked much better and his back straightened up.

Not only him, the originally gloomy faces of the female guests at the scene also eased. No matter what, it was true that they lived next to the palace, and it was unimaginable how valuable that house was.

However, not long after, the scene changed. The man in the VCR changed his expression and said, "Do you know how much the house price is here? Even if it's eight figures, it may not be possible to get it. Our house is the best here except for the palace. It's bigger and more breathable than the basement where Qian Duoduo lives. If there are any female guests here who like me, you can contact me. If you want to buy a house, you can also contact me..."

"Hahaha." Seeing this, many people laughed again.

"Boom~"

"Bang, bang!" Three more lights on the stage went out.

There are still four female guests who refuse to give up.

Then, the camera turned to an interview scene with another uncle.

It was winter in Huajing. The uncle curled up on a simple little stool, with his hands tightly hidden in his sleeves to keep warm, and his body trembled unconsciously due to the cold.

In front of me, a wide piece of plastic cloth was spread on the cold ground, on which various colorful old objects were neatly displayed.

"Qian Duoduo is the one with the worst business on our street. Look at us, who among us doesn't run around collecting goods? We go through wind and rain just to get some good stuff. But the stuff he sells is all collected by his parents when they go door to door on a tricycle to collect junk. Tell me, can a person who deals with junk all day really recognize any good old things?

Occasionally, his parents would be lucky enough to pick up one or two good things from the pile of junk. But Qian Duoduo himself didn't have the eye for distinguishing the real from the fake, and the good from the bad. As a result, those knowledgeable customers got the chance to buy the real treasures at a low price.

You said we are in this business, but not just anyone can do it. We all make a living by the craftsmanship handed down from our ancestors. The experience and vision handed down from generation to generation are no joke. It is not easy for someone like Qian Duoduo to make it in this business without any real skills or ancestral craftsmanship... Hey, don't miss it if you pass by, this is a genuine jade ring, used by Mr. Buddha..." As the uncle spoke, he began to shout.

"Hahaha!" The people at the scene burst into laughter again.

After a long time, it turned out that the convertible Qian Duoduo was talking about was a tricycle.

This time, Qian Duoduo's true colors were completely exposed.

They don’t even have an antique shop, and have to make a living by setting up stalls on the street. The most important thing is that their parents are actually junk collectors.

This sudden truth was completely different from the expectations and assumptions of the female guests present. (End of this chapter)