Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 46 An Xiaoqian

Professor An exhaled softly, slowly sank into the sofa, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

“Xiaobei, there are some things you will understand when you become a parent.

I have dedicated most of my life to education and scholarship, but now I need to be a little selfish and make some changes."

He paused, his eyes like a bird piercing through the clouds, looking at the bright spots of light outside the window that seemed to be paved with broken gold, which seemed to be weaving a picture of his unfinished dreams in the past.

"My daughter is growing up. She has her own dreams and unlimited potential to realize them.

How could I bear to watch her light being obscured by the haze of the outside world?

The Gallic side is indeed a challenge for me.

But as long as this can create a little bit of sunshine, then everything is worth it."

Hu Xiaobei nodded thoughtfully, as if piecing together a complex puzzle in his mind, which was gradually becoming clearer.

He began to understand the deep and heavy emotions like the ocean behind Professor An's seemingly contradictory smile.

But he still bluntly reminded her, "Professor An, I think I understand your decision. However, given your current situation, if you change your ways, I'm afraid... your future won't be very bright."

Professor An nodded slightly, like a chess player who had already seen through the chess game of fate. He had anticipated all the variables in the future, but did not care much.

The smile on his face was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, becoming gentle and relieved: "Xiaobei, you are very smart and perceptive.

With your ability, if you pursue something, power, wealth or status will all be within your reach.

However, human life is very short, fame and fortune are nothing but illusions, and the so-called right and wrong, success and failure are all empty in the end. The meaning of life is to spend your life the way you like.

I hope that in the days ahead, you will remain committed to your passions and pursue your own unique world of light and shadow."

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaobei sat up straight with a firm look in his eyes: "Professor An, please rest assured. You should also take good care of yourself in Gaul. Maybe I will have the opportunity to visit you there and ask for your advice in the future."

Professor An smiled and shook his head, saying somewhat helplessly, "If you're willing to pursue a diplomatic career, we'd be more than happy to help you. You know, Jiangda has a tradition of this."

Hu Xiaobei smiled awkwardly, thinking that he was being too polite.

Professor An sat up straight again and said in a serious tone, "I have someone I'd like to introduce to you. She's also a student at the Beijing Film Academy and your senior..."

Hu Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and many things suddenly became clear to him.

He leaned forward slightly and asked uncertainly, "Is this person... Professor An's daughter?"

Professor An was also slightly surprised, then nodded, his eyes sharp yet gentle, looking at Hu Xiaobei calmly, as if asking for his opinion.

Hu Xiaobei smiled brightly and responded appropriately: "It's my honor to meet such a big star."

Professor An extended his index finger, pointed at the air, and said with a smile, "She's only known for her role in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. How can she be considered a big star?"

But you, the most powerful top scorer in the Gaokao (National College Entrance Examination) in history, a master of regular script who lives in the present, and the author of two best-selling books, are the true star when it comes to fame."

Hu Xiaobei laughed dryly twice, and the laughter sounded like the sound of a broken string piano. He didn't know how to respond.

But I thought of another role played by An Xiaoqian. I guess it’s because the drama starring Zhao Linger hasn’t started airing yet.

Professor An gestured to Hu Xiaobei, then slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket, and lightly touched the buttons with his slender fingers.

In a moment, the number was dialed, and the crisp dial tone sounded quietly in the quiet reception room.

At this moment, the reception room was filled with a warm and slightly melancholy atmosphere.

The sunlight still shines quietly on the ground, as if witnessing this communication about dreams and the future.

Hu Xiaobei feels both unfamiliar and familiar with the girl An Xiaoqian.

What is strange is that I have never actually seen her, but what is familiar is that I often see her in novels and come across her on the Internet.

Even after the end of the world, An Xiaoqian is still the most dazzling one among the superpowers, and even her superpowers are unique.

Hu Xiaobei was different. Whether before or after the apocalypse, he had no right to even approach An Xiaoqian. He could only get closer to her when he saw her information online or read her novels.

Hu Xiaobei quickly unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and took two sips. As the mineral water soaked into his body, his originally expectant mood calmed down.

An Xiaoqian is just an underage girl now.

I have lived two lives and have seen all kinds of beauties, but I still have some expectations. This is really wrong.

Having said that, he has read some comments from netizens.

Those netizens who have seen An Xiaoqian in person all say the same thing: she is much more beautiful in person than on the screen.

Hu Xiaobei didn't care much about this. He had seen many beauties at home and abroad in real life, and there were many more beauties who were prettier than those stars.

If we really want to talk about good-looking, then those beautiful girls aged 16-26 on Big Goose can be called pink and beautiful.

It's just that the appearance is declining a bit quickly, but everything else is fine.

As a Chinese man who is not too traditional, Hu Xiaobei just admires foreign beauties and does not have any feelings of being attracted to them.

Perhaps it was because of what his grandmother taught him since he was a child, but in his subconscious, he has always been more accepting of gentle and lovely Chinese women.

Hu Xiaobei cleared his mind of chaotic thoughts, shook his head, and laughed at himself inwardly: I've seen many beauties, and they want to disturb my mind? Haha, even a fairy from heaven can't do that!

A sound of light footsteps gradually came from outside, coming from far away and getting closer. For no reason, it seemed as if they stepped on Hu Xiaobei's heart out of thin air. Every step made his expectations heavier.

At this moment, An Xiaoqian's figure quietly appeared at the door.

Instantly, the entire space seemed frozen in time. Then, it was instantly filled with a surge of spiritual energy, and every inch of air seemed to be filled with her breath.

She was wearing a simple and elegant white short-sleeved T-shirt, paired with black casual trousers. She looked fresh and clean. Although she was still young, her graceful figure could not be concealed.

At this moment, the breeze outside the window seemed to stop because of her appearance, and the leaves no longer rustled, as if afraid of disturbing this beautiful picture.

Her face looked like the most carefully crafted work of art by Nuwa.

Her skin is whiter than snow, with the pinkness and luster unique to a seventeen-year-old girl, just like petals with dew in the early morning, fresh and full of vitality.

Her eyes are clear and bright, just like the moisture of a spiritual spring, and like the twinkling stars. Her eyes are moving as she looks around, full of spiritual energy.

Just that casual glance can cause ripples in people's hearts.

Under her slender nose, her cherry lips were like rose petals. She smiled before she spoke, and her dimples were shallow, like a glass of honey wine.

Her long black hair falls down to her shoulders like a waterfall, with a few strands occasionally dancing in the wind, stirring the hearts of mortals.

For a moment, Hu Xiaobei stood there in a daze. His heart suddenly tightened, as if it was grasped by an invisible hand, and then began to beat wildly like a wild horse.

He subconsciously held his breath, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and for a moment, he couldn't speak.

At this moment, his mind was blank, and the only thing left was the stunningly beautiful face before him.

An Xiaoqian moved lightly with the lightness and elegance that are unique to young girls.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled softly. Her clear, baby-like voice rang out like the sound of nature: "Hello, I'm An Xiaoqian, you can call me Qianqian."

That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling all the haze in Hu Xiaobei's heart.

His hands were trembling slightly, and he rubbed the corners of his clothes unconsciously. He swallowed hard, trying his best to suppress the waves in his heart and calm himself down.

However, when he spoke, his voice was still a little dry and hoarse.

The tone of voice seemed to have the astringency of wormwood, yet also the sweetness of honey: "Hello... hello, I... I'm Hu Xiaobei, you can call me Xiaobei."

　I'm a bad name
　　I want to differentiate this book from the previous one.

　　So I used the name An Xiaoqian
　　
　
(End of this chapter)