Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 48 Leaving the School
Hu Xiaobei opened his lips slightly, subconsciously wanting to refuse.

But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he saw An Xiaoqian's bright and expectant eyes, which seemed to be filled with sparkling stars. The words of rejection seemed to be stuck with glue, and he swallowed them back reluctantly.

The room fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling sound of branches and leaves in the breeze outside the window.

He began to have doubts in his heart. Although Professor An and An Xiaoqian were both warm and friendly, it was not appropriate to rashly attend someone else's family dinner.

But if I refused outright, I was afraid of spoiling their interest and appearing ungrateful.

After thinking it over, he slowly shook his head, a proper smile on his face, and the curve of his lips was just right.

"That won't do. A birthday is a time for your family to get together. It's inappropriate for me to go there rashly.

I appreciate your kindness, and I'm really grateful." He said this while bowing slightly.

Professor An also smiled and spoke, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes revealing a gentleness: "Xiaobei, don't be so formal, it's just a simple home-cooked meal."

Hu Xiaobei still shook his head, his attitude firm but polite: "Professor An, thank you for your kindness, it's just that our first meeting happened to be on such an important day.

I really don't want to be too abrupt. We'll have plenty of opportunities to get together in the future. Besides, my mentor wants to see me today for something, so I don't want to stand him up."

Seeing that he was determined not to do it, An Xiaoqian bit her lower lip lightly. Although she looked a little lost and her shoulders sank slightly, she no longer forced herself.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone, shaking it, and said crisply, "Okay, add me in. If there's anything good in the future..."

Having said that, she quickly glanced at Professor An, her eyes rolling, and immediately changed her tone: "If you have any questions about your studies, we can also contact you more often."

Hu Xiaobei hurriedly took out his cell phone and added contact information for both of them.

Before leaving, Hu Xiaobei smiled and waved briskly: "Professor An wishes you good luck in your career. Student Xixi, we'll see you in a few days."

An Xiaoqian snorted softly, her nose wrinkled slightly, and she felt a little awkward: "Xiaobei, please call me Senior Sister or Senior Sister Xixi."

"Okay, Xixi." Hu Xiaobei understood what she meant and deliberately dragged out the last sound, pronouncing the word "Xixi" particularly clearly.

An Xiaoqian smiled complacently, the smile spreading from the corners of her eyes to her eyebrows, revealing a hint of playfulness, and she did not refute anything.

She affectionately held Professor An's arm with one hand and waved the other hand vigorously, saying goodbye to Hu Xiaobei.

Even after the two figures completely disappeared from his sight, Hu Xiaobei still stood there.

A gentle breeze blew by, gently lifting the corners of his clothes. He breathed a sigh of relief and began to reflect on himself.

The wind suddenly blew, blowing down a few fallen leaves from the branches. The leaves swirled and slowly floated down to Hu Xiaobei's feet.

The light in his eyes dimmed, and he squatted down, gently picked up a piece, stared at the patterns, thoughtful, and remained silent for a long time.
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That afternoon, Hu Xiaobei did not follow his instructor to tinker with the equipment as usual.

Instead, the cat was in a conference room in the school office building, sitting opposite Zhou Xiaowen.

The table was piled with documents and the two men were talking animatedly.

Speaking of school equipment, Hu Xiaobei has long been tired of playing with it and can operate it almost perfectly with his eyes closed.

The reason why I am still staying in school is because of the requirement of Beijing Film Academy.

Fortunately, after waiting for a long time, Zhou Xiaowen finally finished his inspection and returned. Now, I can finally go out and practice.

In the past two weeks, Zhou Xiaowen, as the chief director of The Return of the Condor Heroes, has been running non-stop between several outdoor and indoor shooting locations.

I endure the wind and sun every day just to personally confirm the perfect framing of every scene so that I can have a clear idea of ​​it.

As for Hu Xiaobei, as the special assistant to the chief director, he was also busy. He plunged into the ocean of documents, sorting out the dense script revision suggestions and character analysis documents.

He classified and neatly arranged the different versions of the script and marked them clearly, so that Zhou Xiaowen could quickly get the content he needed when he reached out to read it.

In addition, documents such as shooting plans and storyboards are the focus of attention.

Hu Xiaobei checked every word, his eyes like a scanner, not missing any details to ensure the accuracy of the document.

Anyone else would probably get a tingle on their scalp seeing this kind of work, but Hu Xiaobei didn't care. Relying on his rapid reading comprehension skills, he could read through it in a few hours and extract the key information.

Reading is not the end. When inspiration comes, I turn on the typing mode and type on the keyboard, coding out my own modification suggestions one by one, and then carefully typeset and print them into a book.

Although whether it will be adopted in the end depends on Zhou Xiaowen's wishes, Hu Xiaobei is still quite confident.

I had a literary discussion with Zhou Xiaowen last time, so how could he not be aware of his literary background?

When discussing the script, he was not treated as a novice at all.

Zhou Xiaowen has extremely rich shooting experience, but even so, he can't help but neglect some minor details.

Hu Xiaobei is different. He can remember every detail firmly in his mind.

As we talked, the discussion gradually changed its tone.

At first, they were still interacting with each other and colliding ideas, but later the style suddenly changed, and Zhou Xiaowen became a student who was willing to learn from him.

Hu Xiaobei turned into a master of answering questions and solving problems, giving answers with extensive citations and clear logic.

However, Hu Xiaobei also has self-knowledge, because as long as it involves details such as on-set personnel scheduling and actual shooting operations, he will be completely clueless and instantly become a novice again.

In short, he is just a king of talking nonsense, and his practical ability may not even be as good as that of a bronze player.

But in Zhou Xiaowen's eyes, Hu Xiaobei is a treasure boy.

With him by my side, I don't have to worry about any information. He is simply a walking database. When I ask a question, he gives me a quick and accurate answer, and his analysis and suggestions are always to the point.

In view of this, the more Zhou Xiaowen thought about it, the more he felt that he could not delay any longer.

He immediately went to find Principal Zhang in a hurry and tried to persuade him, emphasizing two words: I want people.

"Principal, please rest assured and leave Xiaobei to me! I will never let him leave Beijing in the short term.

I will definitely be back on time for the opening speech for the new semester, and I won't be late!" Zhou Xiaowen patted his chest and made a promise.

Principal Zhang frowned for a long time, unable to withstand his persistence, so he reluctantly nodded and let him go.

Just like that, Hu Xiaobei was abducted by Zhou Xiaowen to the crew's preparation location in Beijing that day.

The curtain of a new life slowly opens.

At this moment, Hu Xiaobei was feeling both nervous about entering a new environment and looking forward to making great achievements. His steps became heavy unconsciously, but his eyes were bright as he looked at everything around him.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaowen was very considerate. He patted Hu Xiaobei on the shoulder and said familiarly, "Come on, I'll take you to the dormitory first.

Although the conditions on the set aren't as good as at home, we have all the daily necessities, so if you need anything, you can just ask for it."

Following Zhou Xiaowen's footsteps, we went up the stairs and arrived at the temporary dormitory.

The temporary dormitory is very close to the preparation site, just upstairs from the hotel, making travel extremely convenient.

Pushing open the door, the room is a single room with simple furnishings. The table, chairs and bed are neatly arranged, and there are simple bookshelves and wardrobes thoughtfully placed against the wall.

Looking at this simple yet warm decoration, Hu Xiaobei's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

Zhou Xiaowen took in all these details and warned again, "Put your things in order first.

The crew's pace is fast, and there are a lot of tough battles ahead. I'll go check on the preparatory team downstairs first." His words were filled with advice from a seasoned veteran to a younger generation.

After some instructions, Zhou Xiaowen hurried back to the preparatory group downstairs.

　I'm thinking about changing the title of the book.
　　For example: Entertainment Shadow
　　Or: Start from the shadow

　　Maybe it can attract some entertainment enthusiasts and supernatural enthusiasts to read the book
　　
　
(End of this chapter)