The birth of an actor

Chapter 114 Mobile Phone
It's best to avoid contact with this woman when she's drinking in the future.

This is a viewpoint that Anxin summarized while in a taxi.

As for the rest...

Ugh.

He felt the restlessness and let out a long sigh.

The hormones of puberty were surging and roaring, making him inexplicably irritable.

He wasn't some virtuous man who could remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap, but the problem was, he wasn't some easy prey that anyone could take a bite out of.

Of course, Sister Qing is beautiful.

She's very feminine and has a great figure.

But the problem is he doesn't feel anything.

This person is definitely better and more comfortable as a friend than in an uncertain romantic relationship.

He didn't want to ruin their relationship.

If she drinks again in the future... I'd better stay away from her.

Looking at the city lights in the darkness, he thought to himself.

But to his surprise, the reunion happened even faster than he had imagined.

The next day at noon, Anxin looked at the Honda parked at the school gate and was speechless, but she still walked over.

As soon as I opened the car door and sat down, I received a box:
"Give."

"...?"

He stared blankly at the Ericsson box in his hand, momentarily stunned.

"Ericsson 388, we're the same."

Xu Qing showed off his new phone:
"They said it's only been out for less than a month, the signal is good, and the battery capacity is large, so I can contact you anytime from now on."

"I do not……"

"beep."

As if knowing what An Xin was about to say, she immediately pinched An Xin's mouth shut:

"look."

As she spoke, she pulled out a receipt from somewhere and tore it into pieces with a few ripping sounds.

"The receipt is gone, so you can't get a refund. What else do you want to say?"

"I said I didn't want it, it's too expensive."

Anxin pushed the box back.

So, Xu Qing shrugged indifferently:

"Then throw it away. Hey hey hey hey... come back here!"

Seeing An Xin open the car door and try to jump out, Xu Qing pulled him back:

"You little brat, you're really getting too big for your britches, aren't you?"

"No."

Anxin gave a bitter smile:
"Sister Qing, this thing is too expensive, I really can't take it."

"Why can't I accept it? Why can't I accept it?... What? Do you really want your sister to serve you tea and apologize in front of you?"

"what?"

Anxin was taken aback.

Then the older woman sighed helplessly:
"I drank too much last night... I still remember everything, but sometimes I just can't control myself. It's only because it's you; if it were someone else, I might have been taken advantage of a lot more."

He then forcefully shoved the phone box into Anxin's hands:

"Just take it. Consider it an apology for almost taking your first kiss, okay? If you refuse again... I'll really cry!"

"..."

Looking at the phone in her hand—a phone with an incredibly outdated design, but one that had escaped the heavy, brick-like look of a traditional brick phone—she asked helplessly:

"How much? I'll give you the money."

"Oh, you're really rich? I earn two or three hundred thousand a movie, do you think I need your little bit of money?"

Xu Qing rolled his eyes:
"Don't be so coy, just take it. What? Your first kiss isn't worth four thousand? How about I give you five thousand, and you let me kiss you?"

"?"

Anxin was dumbfounded, thinking to herself, "Don't you want to hear what kind of indecent things you're saying?"

Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Xu Qing laughed even harder and pinched his cheek:

"Hehe, he's getting more and more adorable. Our Anxin is such a gentleman, I can trust you completely from now on... Come on, let's go eat. I'll take you to Western food today..."

"I have classes in the afternoon."

"I know, I'll bring it back to you after I finish eating."

Without letting him continue, Xu Qing started the car and headed into the city.

We didn't talk about anything else along the way, just about the people we ate with yesterday.

Because of the occasion, I couldn't go into detail yesterday, but today I can speak more openly. For example, screenwriter Zhang Jun'an has a very strong background in the military arts and literature department. And she explained things very clearly to Anxin about several other people, such as Pu Cunxin.

Connections, background, abilities, what kind of needs can you reach out to them, etc.

If anyone else had said that, An Xin wouldn't have taken it to heart. After all, it was just a meal together; what deep relationship could there be that would make you need to trouble them?

But Xu Qing spoke with great confidence:
"If you need anything in the future, just contact them. Don't worry, they will definitely help you."

He patted his chest as he spoke:
“I’m here for you, your older sister.”

That was incredibly powerful and impactful.

Then, when they arrived at the Western restaurant, she helped Anxin set up the phone while they were eating.

Tell Anxin:

"From now on, you have to answer your sister's calls immediately, understand?"

What if I can't receive the call?

Hearing this, the mature woman sneered:
"You can try."

Then, seeing An Xin's speechless and eye-rolling expression, he laughed even harder.

Anyway, Anxin got her "first" mobile phone.

To be honest, in his previous life, he only bought his first PHS phone after graduating, and then transitioned to a mobile phone from a brand called Bird. This was the first time he had ever used a mobile phone with a seven-digit number.

However, after fiddling with it for a while, it lost its novelty.

Back at school, he had barely stepped out of the car when Xu Qing called:

"Hello, Sister Qing?"

"Hmm, great job, very good boy/girl. That's it, go back to class now."

Anxin hung up the phone silently, looking at the trendy gadget in her hand worth about four thousand yuan, with a helpless expression.

This older sister... really has a childish temper.

……

"...Is this your phone number?" Fan Bing stood on the other end of the landline, looking incredulous.

Why did you suddenly decide to buy something so expensive?

Although she was a wealthy woman with over 200,000 yuan in savings, she had never really thought about this aspect.

It's so expensive! Making a call costs several cents, and receiving a call also costs money. When you're in another city, there's an additional roaming fee, which is more than two yuan per minute.

What do you think?
Isn't this money money?

"Would you believe me if I said it was a gift from Sister Qing?"

"...Xu Qing? You're still in contact with her?"

Instantly, Xiao Fan became a little annoyed.

"Why are you still contacting her? She gave you such a long wound on your head, why are you contacting her?"

"They didn't do it on purpose. Besides, it's all in the past, why bring it up again?... Okay, I don't have anything else to say, I just wanted to let you know. Write down this number, and call me directly if you need me in the future. I'm hanging up now, I'm going to notify the others."

"Uh... well."

Doodle.

The phone hangs up.

Fan Bing pouted.

I'm in a bad mood for no reason.

But the voice-over work was still waiting for her, so she had to put aside her feelings and go back into the office building.

As he walked, he muttered to himself:
"Pah, what a piece of junk!"

After Anxin called around to inform everyone, no one was too surprised.

In reality, his social circle over the past year has consisted mainly of prominent figures in the film and television industry, so a mobile phone costing three or four thousand yuan isn't particularly unusual.

As for someone like Liu Qiangdong, there's no need to mention him; he already used it last year.

However, when the call reached Feng Xiaogang, he said:
"Don't worry, the movie script is going very smoothly. However, none of the roles in the film are suitable for you... I've found you a role specifically for you. When filming starts, you can make a cameo appearance. How about that?"

"Uh... OK."

Upon hearing this, An Xin immediately agreed:

"Thanks, Brother Feng."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Okay, that'll be it for now, I'm getting busy."

"Uh-huh."

After hanging up the phone, An Xin didn't take it seriously and dialed Xu Jinglei's number.

The other party answered quickly:
"Hello, who are you?"

"Sister Leilei, it's me."

"...peace of mind?"

Xu Jinglei on the other end of the phone looked on with surprise.

Then he asked:
"What do you want from me?"

"No, I just got a new phone number. If you need to contact me in the future, you can just call this number."

"Okay, go ahead, I'll write it down..."

After writing down his number, Xu Jinglei suddenly said:
Are you... busy right now?

"I'm not busy, what's wrong?"

"Can I... ask you something?"

"Sister Leilei, please speak."

"...Is there anyone next to you?"

"No, I'm in my dorm by myself."

Anxin roughly guessed what she was going to ask.

as expected:

"Are we... really not meant to be together?"

Hearing this, An Xin sighed helplessly in her heart.

Regardless of whether he was reborn or not, in his previous life, after experiencing a crackdown, he stopped telling fortunes, mainly for reasons similar to Xu Jinglei's.

That crackdown wasn't targeting him; it was a nationwide crackdown on feudal superstition.

He took advantage of that opportunity to extricate himself in time.

The reason for this is nothing more than this.

People come to him for fortune telling, whether they want to know about their future or anything else... the old fortune tellers don't concern themselves with mortal matters. If you're good, you're good. If you're bad, you're bad. Anyway, the divination is done, whether you believe it or not, fate is what it is, and no one can stop it.

But some people just can't accept it.

Like her, who clearly loves the other person deeply, but is told that the two of them are destined to be apart...

The impact of this is truly enormous.

That's too cruel.

But this is actually the price to pay for settling the cause and effect.

You came to ask because of this.

What you get is the result.

Under the influence of cause and effect, whether it's due to misunderstandings or the belief that one's fate is in one's own hands, it's unclear whether divination is a contributing factor or human nature is at play.

But... that's always the case, almost without error.

Therefore, the response he could give was:
“Sister Leilei, if you believe, it exists; if you don’t believe, it doesn’t. A half-divination cannot determine your life, so don’t take it too seriously.”

"……Ah."

Xu Jinglei gave a bitter laugh on the other end of the phone:
"But he's gone, hasn't he? He's fled to the west. And now you're making me disbelieve you? Don't worry... you've really ruined me."

Anxin has no idea how she was harmed.

Xu Jinglei didn't explain either.

Because the call ended right after that sentence was spoken.

Anxin continued to call.

It's no longer necessary.

After notifying everyone, he took his written interview transcript and went outside.

The second semester is now more than halfway over.

Hurry up and finish the tasks assigned this semester.

after all……

His "son" was still waiting for him.

But the very next day, a phone call from He Xiuqiong shattered the peace.

"Don't worry, the crew needs to reshoot some scenes next Wednesday, so make sure to leave time for it. A TV inspection team is coming, and we absolutely can't be late!"

(End of this chapter)