Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 28 [Reality and Illusion Level 1]

Hu Xiaobei already had a plan in mind, but he pretended to be relaxed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a seemingly nonchalant smile: "I don't have any ideas. I'll tell you when I think of one."

Lin Yue recalled his estimated score and immediately understood something. He blinked slightly, tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "If I were in your position, I would be very confused too. With this score, there are too many schools to choose from!
But then again, when it comes to liberal arts, Peking University is a top-tier university in terms of foundation, faculty, and academic atmosphere. It should be a good choice, right?

Hu Xiaobei did not respond directly, but just tilted his head slightly, looking leisurely at the branches swaying in the wind under the blue sky outside the window.

He opened his lips slightly and uttered a casual "hmm," as if agreeing, but also as if perfunctorily: "Well, maybe, I don't understand this."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue lowered her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the application form as if attracted by a magnet. She remained silent, as time slipped away silently like quicksand between her fingertips.

At this quiet and slightly dull moment, more and more students came into the classroom to hand in their application forms, just like ripples on the calm surface of a lake.

Hu Xiaobei seized the opportunity, stood up from his seat, and with light and silent steps, he nimbly slipped into the gaps among the crowd.

Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, he quietly used his virtual and real abilities to covertly insert the college entrance examination application form between several application forms.

The action was smooth and flowing. In the blink of an eye, before the head teacher Yuan Yuan could react, he slipped out of the classroom like a gust of wind, leaving only the rustling of leaves outside the window, as if whispering about this unusual episode.

Seeing this, Lin Yue felt as if his heart was being scratched by a cat's claws. He was in a state of panic and there was a struggle in his mind. He didn't know what he was weighing over and over again.

When I think of this, it feels like a blunt knife is cutting my heart again and again.

She was so worried that her brows were furrowed and her palms were sweating, but her mind was blank and she didn't know what she was thinking.

But his feet were like uncontrollable puppets, he took a sudden step and trotted out.

At this moment, Lin Yue's hair was pulled wildly by the wind, as messy as a dancing ribbon, but her cheeks were flushed red, like a ripe red apple.

His eyes were like a cheetah locking onto its prey, constantly searching for the almost disappearing figure. His breathing was so rapid that his chest was heaving violently, and his mind was full of thoughts of catching up.

Not long after running out of the teaching building, when he was about to catch up, Hu Xiaobei suddenly turned around as if he had eyes behind his head.

He said before her: "Hey, Lin Yue, are you out here to poop too?" He blinked as he said this, but his steps did not stop.

The words that Lin Yue was about to say seemed to be shattered by a heavy hammer, and he could only stammer in response: "I... came out to take a look."

She had been acting on impulse, and now she had forgotten what she wanted to say. It was as if the interruption had choked her words back into her throat, leaving her choked with regret, feeling as bitter as if she had swallowed Coptis chinensis.

There was a hint of a smile on Hu Xiaobei's lips, just like the rippling surface of a lake under the warm spring sun, peaceful and revealing a profound insight into everything.

He raised his hand and waved at her, saying as if saying goodbye, "Okay, goodbye, Lin Yue. I wish you success in getting into your dream school, and a safe and happy future!"

Then he turned around and strode away, each step he took firm and free, and his figure gradually blended into the surrounding scenery.

Lin Yue stood blankly under the mottled old elm tree on the campus, looking at Hu Xiaobei's back as he walked away. The afterglow stretched his shadow very long, as if to sever the last connection between the two.

The emerald green elm leaves are stacked layer upon layer, and new leaves and old leaves are quietly alternating.

One or two leaves drifted down slowly in the breeze, swirling and brushing against Lin Yue's shoulders, like fragments of passing time, leaving only a heart full of melancholy.

Lin Yue seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and were nailed to the spot, unable to move at all.

I don't know why, but my eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed like a flood. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the breeze blowing through the camphor tree branches, making a low "woooo" sound.

I don't know where the courage came from, it was as if there was a weak but stubborn voice in my heart, cheering with all my might.

Lin Yue bit her lower lip hard until it turned white. She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms as if to draw strength from them.

She took a deep breath, stifling her sobs, and shouted at the receding figure, "Hu Xiaobei, I'm also applying to a school in Beijing. See you there!"

The voice was filled with tears as it came out, and when it was blown by the wind, it was filled with sadness.

A gust of wind blew past, making the volunteer form in her hand rustle.

The wind picked up one or two fallen leaves from the ground, and as they drifted slowly, tears quietly blurred Lin Yue's vision, and everything in front of her seemed to be covered by a layer of mist.

She raised her hand anxiously to wipe it, but when she opened her eyes again, the familiar figure had disappeared around the corner of the campus.
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At 6:10 pm on June 21, in the dormitory of Jiangnan University Affiliated High School.

The continuous attempts at virtual and real abilities over the past two days have been like a wonderful growth and transformation. Not only has Hu Xiaobei's own virtual and real abilities been advanced, but the details of his various abilities have also undergone significant changes.

[Shadow Level 1]: 3.65%
[Virtual Reality Level 1]: 0.32%
【Virtual Reality lv1】The evolution efficiency has also increased, rising to about 0.32% per hour, and the current level of impact on reality has reached 20.06% of its own strength.

According to the data comparison, it is not difficult to find that the evolution of [Virtual Reality lv1] also requires 1% of [Shadow lv10].

The overall evolution speed of the shadow is the same. One is a skill and the other is the foundation. Each use of virtual and real abilities can also improve the evolution of the shadow's abilities.

It is only required for shadow evolution, and is ten times more powerful than derivative skills of the same level.

Therefore, if converted proportionally, the shadow ability itself evolves at a rate of about 10% of the virtual skills of the same level in the same period of time, which is about 0.032% per hour.

At this time, the campus was immersed in the night and everything was silent.

Hu Xiaobei quietly came to the third floor of the dormitory, and after carefully exploring his surroundings, he jumped onto the stone fence as lightly as a swallow.

He moved steadily along the fence, his mind moving slightly, skillfully controlling the shadow's ever-changing shape.

As he was about to reach the outermost edge of the stone enclosure, a hint of determination flashed in Hu Xiaobei's eyes. He suddenly quickened his pace, like a cheetah charging, instantly gaining speed, and then leaped out of the dormitory building.

In an instant, a pair of huge shadow wings transformed from shadows, like the wings of a dark night demon, suddenly spread out behind him, wrapped around him, and glided towards the outside of the school like an arrow.

The wind whistled in my ears.

With his precise control over the angle of the shadow's wings, Hu Xiaobei skillfully manipulates the airflow, like a mysterious night owl patrolling the dark sky.

While gliding, seeing that his momentum was weakening, Hu Xiaobei quickly glanced around and locked onto the tall buildings on the side of the road.

He seized the opportunity, tapped the side wall of the building with his feet, gathered his strength and kicked his legs hard. His whole body took off like a rocket, and his figure rose higher again.

His arms flapped like an eagle's wings, and with a powerful swing, he precisely controlled the shadow wings, cleverly matching the direction of the airflow. With a turn of his body, he rushed towards the predetermined direction like an arrow from a bow.

Later, when he ran out of energy for gliding, he used the same trick again, stepping lightly on the building to gain leverage, flapping his arms to adjust his wings, and using the momentum to move forward again.

(End of this chapter)