Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 121: Numb
About ten minutes passed.

After reading the outline, An Xiaoqian raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. A comfortable smile appeared on her face, as if she was still savoring the interesting plot in the outline.

She raised her hands high above her head, her fingers naturally stretched and slightly bent, and she stretched lazily.

"Um……"

A soft and soothing hum escaped from her lips. The sound carried the comfort of having just been freed from concentration, and the slightly rising ending tone seemed to tug at the heartstrings of ordinary people.

Her waist is as slender as a willow swaying in the wind. Every slight twist seems to carry an invisible rhythm, and her slender waist constantly outlines seductive curves.

The clothes on her upper body were also slightly lifted up with the movement, inadvertently revealing a small part of her slender waist as white as snow, which was as delicate and smooth as freshly solidified goat's milk, exuding an unreserved soul-stirring attraction.

She wore a pair of slim-fitting trousers that tightly wrapped around her straight and long legs. When her legs were put together, the lines from her thighs to her calves were smooth and tight, which made anyone who saw them feel excited.

She casually tapped the ground with her toes, and each time it seemed as if she was stepping on someone's heart, causing the heartstrings to tremble slightly.

The slender white ankles are faintly visible, just like the jade feet of fairies hidden in the clouds, and as delicate as flower stamens, adding a touch of lazy and soft charm to these beautiful legs.

The toes are slightly raised, and the playful toes are curled and stretched, making this pair of jade feet not only lazy but also more agile and seductive. Every move shows a unique style.

Although her clothes were not thin, they still couldn't hide her perfect agility and grace, which made people look at her sideways.

She was completely unaware of the alluring charm she exuded, a blend of innocence and sexiness that she so unintentionally revealed.

However, Hu Xiaobei did not have the “eye-candy” and still lay on the bed motionless.

Only her hips were slightly arched, and her hands hidden under the quilt unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes, as if she was trying to suppress something.

An Xiaoqian slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on Hu Xiaobei, who remained unchanged. She frowned slightly, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

She bit her lip lightly, slowly stood up, and walked towards Hu Xiaobei with some hesitation.

I tentatively raised my voice and called out to him a few times, my voice echoing in the quiet dormitory.

But Hu Xiaobei remained motionless, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

An Xiaoqian frowned, feeling a little confused, and walked straight to the bed, stretched out her hands, and gently patted and pulled him a few times.

However, Hu Xiaobei was so heavy that he didn't move at all, like a huge rock. An Xiaoqian was so tired that she gasped for breath, but she couldn't move him at all.

So she stretched out her jade-like index finger and carefully placed it in front of his nose.

His eyes were fixed on Hu Xiaobei, observing his every reaction.

"Stop pretending. I saw you move, but you still haven't gotten up. I wonder how long you can hold it in..."

She muttered softly, with a hint of anger in her tone.

Thirty seconds later, Hu Xiaobei was still as still as usual, as if he was really asleep.

A minute later, Hu Xiaobei began to feel a little tired, and his back seemed to be slightly rising and falling.

Two minutes later, Hu Xiaobei's face gradually turned red and his lips trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was reaching his limit.

Seeing this, An Xiaoqian couldn't help but smile complacently, and just waited quietly for him to reveal his flaws.

Unexpectedly, Hu Xiaobei found a way to break the deadlock in such a short time. He used the shadow's ability to blur its lines and secretly built a breathing channel.

Three minutes later, An Xiaoqian tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face, but continued to mutter "stand-up comedy" in an attempt to make him reveal his flaws.

Although Hu Xiaobei held his breath, his heart was still beating, so his body was shaking slightly.

If it were in a noisy environment, it might be difficult to notice, but it is different in this quiet dormitory.

What's more, An Xiaoqian deliberately observed for a few minutes, so she was very sure that Hu Xiaobei was holding his breath.

Seeing that Hu Xiaobei's expression was different and he was about to lose control, he unexpectedly found out that it was just a feint and his expression inexplicably returned to normal.

After another minute, An Xiaoqian couldn't bear it anymore and stopped testing.

She stood on the edge of the bed with her hands on her hips and shouted "click" helplessly.

Only then did Hu Xiaobei open his eyes, let out a long breath, and slowly adjusted his breathing rate.

"Is it fun?" An Xiaoqian crossed her arms over her chest and stared at Hu Xiaobei.

Hu Xiaobei kept his lower body in a prone position, slightly raised his upper body, and posed sideways in Huang Feihong's signature move.

He even imitated the posture of Bodhi Patriarch in the big talk, cleared his throat, and responded: "Play? I'm not playing, I'm teaching you acting skills by example."

An Xiaoqian rolled her eyes at him and chuckled twice: "Haha, don't think I haven't seen "The King of Comedy". Forget it, get up quickly, I want to tell you about the setting of the heroine." An inexplicable embarrassment emerged on Hu Xiaobei's face, and he wanted to smile back.

However, all that came out of his mouth was two dry laughs, so he said, "Well... just put it this way, I feel a little numb and can't get up for the time being."

"I deserve to be bullied by you."

Upon hearing this, An Xiaoqian showed a happy smile on her face and stopped caring about it.

She shook her hair lightly, returned to the table and sat down proudly, and talked about her ideas and suggestions while referring to the outline.

About ten minutes later, Hu Xiaobei finally moved his body. He slowly sat up and pretended to rub his "numb" legs.

Then he came to the end of the bed, straightened his back, listened and thought, nodded from time to time, and occasionally asked a few questions to clarify doubts. Soon he solved many of the heroine's problems.

Seeing that it was getting late, Hu Xiaobei called An Xiaoqian to go out together.

"Why are you going to the classroom so early? There's still an hour left!" An Xiaoqian was a little confused and looked at Hu Xiaobei in suspicion.

Hu Xiaobei felt a tightness in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it out loud. He quickly turned his head away, his eyes wandering around the room, not daring to look at An Xiaoqian.

First of all, he's a healthy adult man and some things are hard to control.

Secondly, this is a single dormitory after all, and if he stays here for a long time, there will always be some rumors circulating.

Although An Xiaoqian doesn't care about these things, Hu Xiaobei can't help but care about them on her behalf.

As a man, this kind of thing will not bring any negative impact to him, but An Xiaoqian is different. It is better to be cautious.

Hu Xiaobei pointed to the heating pipes by the wall, frowned slightly, fanned the air with his hands, and said with an expression of being uncomfortable, "The heating has started in Beijing these days.

I always feel dry mouth and throat discomfort when I stay in the dormitory.

The library is quite spacious and well-ventilated, making it more comfortable to stay there.

Why, aren't you uncomfortable?"

An Xiaoqian shook her head and asked doubtfully, "Doesn't Jiangcheng have some too..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that most places in Jiangcheng had no heating. Only some hospitals, universities, some units and family quarters had heating facilities.

She blinked and cleverly changed the subject: "Oh, that's right. Your school didn't have heating before, so you must be uncomfortable at first. I didn't react at first, so you need to get used to it."

Hu Xiaobei smiled and shook his head, without a trace of embarrassment, but with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

An Xiaoqian felt like she had said something wrong, so she tried to make amends, with a hint of concern in her eyes, and comforted her, "It's okay, if you have a dry mouth, just drink more water.

You can also put your washed clothes and socks on the heating pipe. Not only will they dry quickly, but they will also increase the air humidity in the room.

That way, you won't have such a dry mouth, but you should still drink plenty of water and, ideally, eat more fruit."

"Can this still happen?"

Hu Xiaobei widened his eyes in surprise, his mouth slightly open, looking stunned.

To be honest, although he has cheated and learned a lot, he is not that proficient in many common sense things in life.

It's fine to let him study wilderness survival, but asking him to study how to wash clothes and do housework is really a blind spot in knowledge.

For example, when washing socks, Hu Xiaobei's daily practice is to turn the socks inside out first, wet the socks with water, and then apply some soap.

Without turning off the water, rub the faucet back and forth on your hands a few times, then wring out the water. That's it.

He never thought there was anything wrong with doing this.

After all, it was commendable that he didn't put his socks in the washing machine.

An Xiaoqian shook her head helplessly, looking at the confused Hu Xiaobei, and felt that "the top scorer in the college entrance examination is not as good as me".

Ever since she met Hu Xiaobei, An Xiaoqian always thought that he knew everything and could easily arrange the people and things around him.

And she seems to be not very good at anything except acting.

Well, although Hu Xiaobei doesn’t act, his acting skills seem to be much better than mine.

There is no way to compare the theoretical knowledge, even the teacher has to admit defeat.

As for his directing skills, there is no need to mention it. During the filming of The Return of the Condor Heroes, I didn't see any problem that could stump him.

(End of this chapter)