Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 83 Breaking the Situation
Hu Xiaobei's mind was already in turmoil, so he stopped controlling the shadow wings to glide.

It's just that the strong restlessness in my body is tormenting me like a burning desire.

He adjusted his breathing several times, trying to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart.

However, there was no effect at all.

There is no other solution at this time. Trying to resist will only make you sink deeper and deeper. Only by venting your own strength can you calm your desires.

Fortunately, he reads a lot of books and has a rich knowledge reserve. In addition, he has also practiced some routines while exercising during this period.

Hu Xiaobei's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he started with the famously ferocious Bajiquan, making grunt and ha sounds, kicking and elbowing. Each move was like a thunderous explosion, with whistling wind from his fists.

The restless power in the body was released with the vigorous movements, as if to break through the cage of desire.

He rushed forward and punched, his body like a tiger, with great force and power, and every time he exerted force, he was fighting against his inner desires.

Although he failed to suppress it completely, the strong desire had subsided a little and was no longer spreading as wildly as it did at the beginning.

Hu Xiaobei then turned around and performed Xingyiquan, standing in a three-body stance, like a mountain standing tall and deep.

In the blink of an eye, the Five Elements Fist changes, chopping, drilling, collapsing, cannoning, and horizontal, with hardness and softness, and softness and hardness.

At this time, his mind gradually calmed down. He no longer attacked with force, but instead skillfully maneuvered between movement and stillness.

As he performed his boxing techniques, he seemed to be having a dialogue with his inner desires, trying to resolve them with soft power.

Although the desire still lingered in my heart, it had been gradually tamed and was no longer so wild and difficult to control.

Hu Xiaobei's mind gradually became clear, and he finally stopped, slowly stood up, and began to practice Tai Chi.

He used his mind to move his qi, and used his qi to move his body. Every move he made was like flowing clouds and running water, continuous and uninterrupted.

The wild horse's mane is divided, the peacock's tail is grasped, and the movements of boxing are like pushing, pulling, squeezing and pressing, each and every boxing move seems to draw a harmonious picture between heaven and earth.

His eyes became clearer, his movements were gentle and slow, and in the round and smooth movements of Tai Chi, he drew out the remaining chaotic power bit by bit and integrated it into the rhythm of nature.

At this moment, his heart was completely immersed in the exquisite artistic conception of Tai Chi. No matter how many temptations and disturbances there were in the world, they could not cause a ripple in his heart.

Just like a man after finishing a job, he has shed the heat of passion and the surge of impulse, and returns to his true self in that moment of rest.

Hu Xiaobei's face was calm, neither sad nor happy, transcending the mundane world, almost like a saint. At this moment... his heart was so powerful that it was terrifying.

Just then, the phone rang.

Hu Xiaobei glanced at it indifferently and did not answer it. Instead, he hung up directly, then walked back across the wall like a fairy.

When I opened the window of my room, I saw An Xiaoqian, who had just taken a bath, was like a lotus flower emerging from the water, quietly blooming in this quiet space.

She was wearing a moon-white silk pajamas, her soft long hair casually scattered behind her, and a few strands of hair playfully stuck to her little face.

At this moment, she was leaning against the window, her head slightly tilted back, her eyes lightly closed, her long eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows on her eyelids.

The pajamas' ribbon was tied loosely, and the slightly open neckline revealed delicate and attractive collarbones. Her fair skin shone with a warm luster in the moonlight, like fine jade.

Her face, without any makeup, was full of liveliness between her eyebrows and eyes, and her lips were as red as cherries without any makeup.

The moment the window opened, she seemed to feel the gentle evening breeze and Hu Xiaobei's gaze. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing her signature smile, with her pearly teeth slightly visible.

In an instant, Hu Xiaobei felt that the whole world had changed.

An Xiaoqian stood quietly at the intersection of light and shadow, as if she was detached from all the troubles in the world, but because of the touch of tenderness that she inadvertently revealed, she attracted people's pity and love.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, she looks like a fairy in a painting, with her sleeves fluttering and her ethereal charm descending to the mortal world.

Hu Xiaobei secretly thought that it was not good, his holy realm collapsed in an instant, and his heart of Taoism was almost broken. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How fierce and cute, I can't even defeat him!
The enemy was strong, so Hu Xiaobei quickly looked away. He just stretched out his hand and said forcefully, "Let's go. I'll take you back."

After a long while of silence, just as he was about to look away, An Xiaoqian placed something in his hand and said softly, "Xiaobei, please help me blow dry my hair. It's hard to blow dry the back of my hair."

This... should I agree to this or not? I'm so confused!

As he was thinking this, when he came to his senses, he found that he was already helping An Xiaoqian blow dry her hair.

This...this, that...that, this...

Ok!

Since things were irreversible, Hu Xiaobei could only put aside all distractions, clear his mind, and help her dry her hair carefully.

Hu Xiaobei bent his waist slightly, his eyes focused on the hair dryer in his hand, his expression solemn and a little cautious.

His arm moved slowly, and the hair dryer sent out warm air in an orderly manner as he moved.

He carefully moved each strand of An Xiaoqian's hair into the right position, ensuring that the hot air flowed evenly.

Sometimes he would frown slightly, as if worried that the temperature was too high, and sometimes he would squint slightly, as if carefully examining the results of his hair-drying.

He looked so serious, as if everything around him had ceased to exist.

The only thing left in the world was the hair dryer in her hand and her slightly moisturized hair.

As her hair fluttered, a faint fragrance mixed with the smell of shampoo rushed into Hu Xiaobei's nose.

The fragrance is pure and ethereal, making one feel as if they are floating in the air. It seeps into one's heart and inevitably arouses evil thoughts.

For a moment, Hu Xiaobei didn't know whether he should continue breathing.

Even if you hold your breath, you cannot close your eyes.

Every time he blew air from top to bottom, there was always some naughty warm wind trying to pass through the slightly open collar.

Every time I reach this moment, I feel torment and longing at the same time. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a struggle between heaven and man. The feeling is really indescribable.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei tried hard to control himself and finally helped An Xiaoqian blow dry her hair with great difficulty.

Then, without saying a word, he hugged An Xiaoqian and quietly sent her back to his room.

Hu Xiaobei finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had gone through a tough battle.

But my mind has not calmed down for a long time, and the lingering feeling on my hands is still worth savoring.

He suddenly slapped himself on the hand, walked into the bathroom with a hint of lust, and took a cold shower.

An Xiaoqian was different. She used to go to bed early, but today she had a lot of fun and it was late, so as soon as she returned to her bed, she fell into a sound sleep in just a few minutes.
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In the next few days, Hu Xiaobei immersed himself in martial arts training.

As for the management of the crew, most of them were handed over to Director Yu Minjie and his two assistants.

Under such circumstances, within less than a week, complaints were already rising within the Jiuzhaigou Condor Heroes crew.

"I'm completely confused by all the changes to the venue layout plan. One moment they're asking me to change the props, the next moment they're changing the background board position. I've been busy these past few days!"

Xiao Li, who was in charge of the venue arrangement, stamped his feet in anger and shouted at Xiao Zhang next to him. He was a straightforward person and could not keep things in his heart, so he would vent his anger as soon as he got angry.

Xiao Zhang, who was a calmer person, smiled helplessly, "Calm down, brother. There's nothing we can do about it. After all, those two assistants are in charge now."

"Do you remember when the consultant was in charge? Their plans were... so detailed, we just had to follow them step by step. Unlike now, it's a complete mess."

Xiao Zhao, who was in charge of the actors' dispatch, came over in a hurry. He was impatient and spoke rapidly, "You guys are still okay, but it's terrible over there.

Some of the shooting times and sequences were changed all over the place, and Group A and Group B are bound to clash in the later stages. Now they are scolding each other, and I don’t know how to appease them.

These two assistants just don't seem to have a plan. Compared to the consultant's overall planning, they are completely different."

(PS: The original time and space literary drama had only one group, not A and B. This has been modified in the book to refer to the literary drama group A and the literary drama group B.)
(End of this chapter)