Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 120 Acting Skills
Hu Xiaobei's eyes flashed with surprise. He raised his right hand unconsciously, pointed at An Xiaoqian's small fist, and asked, "Wasn't it the Sun Punch? How did it become the Pegasus Meteor Punch?"

An Xiaoqian proudly shook her little fist, raised her chin slightly, and said in a clear and proud voice, "It's the Pegasus Meteor Fist. Don't tell me you didn't practice it when you were a kid?"

Before Hu Xiaobei could respond, she muttered to herself, "I wanted to play Athena when I was little!"

Hu Xiaobei shook his head, his face full of disapproval.

He curled his lips slightly, smiled contemptuously, snorted softly from his nose, and said, "Childish!"

"Hmm?" An Xiaoqian pursed her lips, tilted her head and glanced at him doubtfully, with a hint of inquiry and intimidation in her eyes.

Hu Xiaobei was not willing to be outdone and glanced back, but he lacked the courage and looked away the moment their eyes met.

He deliberately raised his chin, looking towards the ceiling to his right, with an aloof expression on his face. "What's with the Pegasus Meteor Fist? It's completely incomprehensible. As a Chinese, of course I should practice the Lushan Rising Dragon Fist."

An Xiaoqian came close to Hu Xiaobei, her eyes blinking and glittering like the bright stars in the night sky. She smiled and used her "killing move": "But Zilong is not Chinese."

What?
Zilong is actually a contestant from Xiaorizi Country...

Qiudou sack, I didn’t know…

Hu Xiaobei's body suddenly stiffened, and the expression on his face froze instantly, as if he was struck by lightning. He froze in place, and time seemed to have been stopped at this moment.

He took a deep breath, quickly came to his senses, and coughed lightly, trying to hide his inner panic and calm himself down.

Hu Xiaobei once again squinted at An Xiaoqian, a look of disdain on his face: "You're already grown up, and you're still watching cartoons. How childish!"

An Xiaoqian was not angry at all because of Hu Xiaobei's words. She still had a faint smile on her face, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze: "But I'm not an adult yet.

Also, you just said with a proud look on your face that you had practiced Lushan Shenglongba..."

She just stood there quietly, staring at Hu Xiaobei without blinking, speaking slowly and steadily, as if she had already secured victory.

Hu Xiaobei pretended to cough lightly, cleared his throat, his eyes a little evasive, and changed the subject abruptly: "Ahem, I suddenly remembered that the heroine's name is still a code name.

What's a good name for her? How about Xixi?" He straightened his back slightly, straightened his attitude, and asked sincerely, "Please advise."

An Xiaoqian did not press on with her victory. She raised her proud chin slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

Yet, she stubbornly tried to hold it back, but ultimately failed. A smug smile inevitably appeared on the corner of her mouth as she asked proudly, "Is it the Xixi with the grass radical?"

Hu Xiaobei's face turned serious, and he nodded solemnly, a hint of trepidation in his eyes. He imitated Kong Yiji's gesture, clasping his hands slightly together and asking, "I'd like to use the word 'Qian', but I'm not sure if it would offend you."

An Xiaoqian shook her head gently, her chin still held high, imitating Hu Xiaobei's earlier aloof look.

He forced himself to keep a straight face and said in a controlled tone, "It's definitely a little taboo.

But, we are good friends after all! Since you asked sincerely, I will..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Hu Xiaobei suddenly shout, "Ka!"

An Xiaoqian's lips pursed up, her cheeks puffed out like an angry pufferfish. She said unhappily, "Why did you suddenly yell 'cut'? I was just getting into the mood!"

Hu Xiaobei tilted his head and reached out to stroke his smooth earlobe, as if expressing his impatience.

He shook his head slightly, looked at An Xiaoqian with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "Why don't you tell me yourself, how many mistakes did you make just now?"

Seeing An Xiaoqian snort and turn away, Hu Xiaobei continued to comment: "You couldn't hold back your laughter from the beginning, and it's already happened twice.

When you act like this, your opponent doesn't feel involved at all. Where has your professionalism gone?"

An Xiaoqian crossed her arms over her chest, glanced at him sideways, and said unconvincedly, "I think I was trying to hold back my laughter. I was trying very hard to follow your pace."

"hehe."

Hu Xiaobei chuckled and pointed out the flaw without any reservation: "The first time, the corners of your mouth curled up with a hint of complacency, and the second time, you couldn't hold back your expression." An Xiaoqian was unable to refute. She pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head and looked at her toes without any hindrance. She said weakly: "You made a sudden move, and it's good that I was able to catch it. If I..."

Having said this, she paused but did not continue, obviously remembering something.

Hu Xiaobei showed her no mercy and pointed out the problem directly: "How many times did you prepare for the crying scene just now?

Not only did she not shed a single tear, she even turned her back and pretended to shrug her shoulders. She did shrug her shoulders, but she didn't seem to be crying.

And that threatening gesture of your raised fist? It's a threat, but you also added some incomprehensible little gestures. Why is your left hand attached to your right hand? Are you tickling me?

An Xiaoqian didn't expect that she had so many flaws. Her originally straight back gradually bent, her momentum gradually dropped to the bottom, and an inexplicable sense of loss surged in her heart.

When Hu Xiaobei saw this, he felt as if a feather had brushed against his heart, and he couldn't bear it.

He sighed slightly, the warm breath he exhaled gently stirring the air and easing the condensed atmosphere in the room. He said softly, "But your progress is still obvious. You are much better than before."

An Xiaoqian pursed her lips and buried her head deeper into the water silently, like a frightened little animal curled up, her whole body exuding a depressed aura, without any movement.

Hu Xiaobei's fingers subconsciously stroked his chin, and his fingertips gently brushed across the slightly stubbled skin, causing a slight tingling sensation.

After a moment's thought, he sat down at the table and opened a document on his laptop.

He deliberately avoided looking at An Xiaoqian, and just pretended to talk to himself, "In addition to the heroine of this book, I have another book here, which is a whole series.

The book is also missing a heroine template, but I wonder if she is willing to help others? "

As Hu Xiaobei spoke, he deliberately enlarged the document title of the outline.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked out the window, leaving only the back of his head visible to her, but his ears were quietly perked up, paying attention to the movements behind him.

Soon, I heard that familiar humming voice, with a bit of anger and arrogance: "Humph, what heroine template? Do I really want it? If not..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he stopped abruptly.

Hu Xiaobei pursed his lips, trying hard to suppress his smile. He didn't respond and didn't turn around.

His body was tense, and he maintained the posture of looking out the window, like a solidified statue, to show his "sincerity".

Less than a minute.

The soft and familiar voice of a baby sounded in my ears again, and at the same time, my shoulder was gently pushed.

"Why are you sitting in my seat? You're already grown up, and you're still trying to steal someone else's seat. How childish!"

"Ouch..."

Hu Xiaobei lost his balance and staggered exaggeratedly, turning around and falling onto the bed. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, or as if he had been unconscious due to a severe attack.

An Xiaoqian raised a smug smile at the corner of her mouth, shook her head gently, and her eyes seemed to be shining with bright stars.

She looked at Hu Xiaobei with the same scrutinizing gaze and commented, "This action is too exaggerated.

When you act like this, your opponent doesn't feel involved at all. Where has your professionalism gone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her young child couldn't stand the loneliness anymore and came out to find out what was going on.

However, Hu Xiaobei seemed to have really fallen into a deep sleep and coma, and did not give her any feedback.

Seeing this, An Xiaoqian imitated Hu Xiaobei's behavior just now, snorted softly through her nose, and said, "Childish!"

He sat down at the table with confidence, staring at the screen with his big, bright eyes, sliding the mouse with his fingers lightly, and checking the outline information openly.

(End of this chapter)