Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 286 Details Determine Success or Failure
As night deepened, An Xiaoqian's fingertips still retained the cool sensation of controlling the Little Somersault Cloud.

She leaned on Hu Xiaobei's shoulder, her eyes still shining brightly.

"Xiao Bei, shall we do one last dive?"

She looked up at Hu Xiaobei, her eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow under her eyes, her voice tinged with a coquettish tone.

Hu Xiaobei smiled and gently stroked the tip of her nose, but his fingertips inadvertently brushed against her delicate and alluring lips.

"Your Highness Princess Sissi, you already said before that this was the last time you would use the speed-up feature."

An Xiaoqian reached out and grabbed his wrist, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "Yeah, I said one last acceleration, now it's one last dive, it's different~"

What else could Hu Xiaobei do but cooperate with her?

Anyway, he didn't want to go back to the hotel so early, so it was good to let Qianqian play a little longer and exhaust her energy. That way, she wouldn't be in the mood to cause trouble when they got back.

So the two launched one last dive, one last ascent, one last...

After many final moments, the city below the clouds was lit up with twinkling lights, like scattered galaxies in the twilight.

An Xiaoqian finally had enough of flying on the little somersault cloud.

Hu Xiaobei pulled her into his arms, and with a thought, his shadow instantly transformed into a pair of enormous dark wings.

An Xiaoqian cheered, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her cheek against his rapidly heaving chest, and excitedly shouting, "Let's go!"

"Alright, alright, have your fill!" Hu Xiaobei's voice, mixed with a bit of wind, fell into her ear, and his warm breath brushed against her slightly reddened earlobe.

(PS: To be honest, her earlobes are very unique, I don't even know if they count as earlobes)

A pair of enormous shadowy wings flew rapidly through the sky, leaving a terrifying shockwave in their wake.

An Xiaoqian closed her eyes and snuggled comfortably against Hu Xiaobei's neck.

I was so comfortable that I didn't even want to open my eyes, but I couldn't help but sneak open a tiny crack.

She saw the neon lights of the city below blurred into colorful patches in the wind, like an overturned palette, which was quite unique.

Seeing this, Hu Xiaobei slowed down, and the Shadow Wings trembled gently in the evening breeze: "Qianqian, why don't you control the Shadow Wings to fly?"

An Xiaoqian immediately perked up and gladly took over the control.

She skillfully manipulated the Shadow Wings, creating swirling air currents with each flap, and the two of them shot into the clouds like arrows.

The howling wind high in the sky seemed to rush past their ears, but was blocked by their shadows.

An Xiaoqian manipulated the Shadow Wings, moving up and down, left and right, drawing dazzling arcs in the sky.

With Hu Xiaobei watching over her, An Xiaoqian could do whatever she wanted without worrying about too much danger.

Aside from airplanes, birds, and thunderstorm clouds, there weren't many risks in the sky that Hu Xiaobei needed to be aware of.

The thunderstorm clouds were visible to the naked eye and moved very slowly, making them easy to avoid.

Due to their flight altitude and physical strength, birds cannot break through the outer protective layer of shadows.

Aircraft are relatively large targets, make a loud noise as they cut through the air, and fly at different altitudes, making them easier to spot early on.

In addition, the shadow itself has a strong ability to conceal itself, so flying in the sky is almost safe.

This is one of the fundamental reasons why Hu Xiaobei allowed An Xiaoqian to control the Shadow Wings and the Little Somersault Cloud, letting her fly and play freely in the sky.

Of course, most importantly, he now has enough confidence and strength to deal with these unexpected situations.

It was nearly nine o'clock at night when An Xiaoqian finally returned home, having had her fill of fun, controlling the Shadow Wings.

The two returned to the soft sofa in the hotel. An Xiaoqian looked at his slightly messy bangs and slightly reddened ear tips and burst out laughing.

"Your hair looks like a bird's nest, and you're a master, a master of all trades!"

She reached out to smooth Hu Xiaobei's sticking-up hair, but he grabbed her wrist instead.

"It's all because someone insisted on doing that difficult spiral flip." Hu Xiaobei deliberately put on a serious face, but a smile played in his eyes. Actually, his hairstyle wouldn't have changed so much if he hadn't wanted to.

Take An Xiaoqian for example. Her hairstyle has never been as horizontal or vertical as in "Flirting Scholar". Instead, it is only slightly different from the one she wore before going out.

Ultimately, Hu Xiaobei still wanted to find an excuse to go back and take a shower.

The night is long; we should prolong the time.

An Xiaoqian smiled smugly and gently nudged Hu Xiaobei, urging, "Alright, alright, go back to your room and take a shower now~ Hmm, I'm going to take a shower too."

"Okay, then get some rest, goodnight!" Hu Xiaobei looked reluctant, turned around, and was about to leave.

But An Xiaoqian called out to him, "Wait, don't say goodnight yet! Remember to come back and help me blow-dry my hair!"

Hu Xiaobei's expression changed slightly, but without turning around, he replied directly, "Uh... of course, how could I forget! I just said it offhand."

An Xiaoqian, unsuspecting, nodded in satisfaction, picked up her clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

Hu Xiaobei slowly exhaled, glanced at the bright moon outside the window, and couldn't help feeling a bit smug and troubled.

Being a good man is just too stifling and too difficult! √
No wonder Chinese entertainment novels love to write about philandering male protagonists who have harems; it must be too much to bear keeping it to themselves.

Novels about harems are different; they can either exploit unwanted romantic partners or be protected by divine intervention.

Indeed, the innocent male protagonist puts in a lot of effort but gets no credit, and is even called a simp. If he has even the slightest contact with other women, he'll be called a scumbag.

Those womanizing male protagonists who are constantly embroiled in scandals are different. They are promiscuous at the beginning, basically not letting any woman go, but as long as they turn over a new leaf in the end, they can be widely praised.

(PS: This is the general environment, and I don't mean to be contemptuous. After all, those authors are just trying to make a living and support their families. This is just a reminder to some aspiring writers—if ordinary people don't have the resources, but really want to achieve success or make a living by writing, it's best to follow this formula, and the word count should be at least over a million words.)

Many authors consider logic, rationality, and writing style when writing online novels, but in reality, online novels don't need logic at all.

Even if a novel is riddled with typos, as long as there's one word like "爽" (shuang, meaning awesome/satisfying), that's enough.

The more a novel emphasizes logic, rationality, and writing style, the less readers it gets.

Especially those authors who want to put some life principles and principles of conduct into their books, their books generally flop.

Online novels only need to be enjoyable, because readers of online novels generally want to realize their unfulfilled dreams and desires.

Real life is too hard, so people can only find joy in books.

Therefore, the ancients saw things more clearly. As the saying goes: "Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no remains; lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

These tricks do exist in reality, only they've been repackaged in different ways.

Hu Xiaobei shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions. Regardless of what others thought, she just needed to focus on doing her best. (PS: Okay, I'm getting off-topic. I guess I'm just the kind of writer who flops...)
He flew back to his room, washed up, changed into a loose, light long-sleeved shirt, and sat on the sofa to think about what to do next.

For example, the daytime temperature in Jiaozuo these past few days has been around 15℃-20℃, and the nighttime temperature has been between 10℃-15℃.

For people who are prone to feeling cold, wearing long sleeves can better keep them warm and prevent them from catching a cold.

Take An Xiaoqian for example. She has a cold constitution and in the past, she would have already started wearing long-sleeved pajamas to sleep in this kind of weather.

Although the temperature difference between day and night is gradually increasing and the weather is relatively cool, Hu Xiaobei still usually goes to sleep wearing short sleeves and shorts.

Tonight is different. With Sisi by my side, I should minimize the chances of skin-to-skin contact.

Otherwise, it will inevitably arouse one's own desires. If one cannot control oneself and does something wrong, then wouldn't they have to stick together every day and party every night?
Hmm... it sounds good, I'm even a little excited!

No, that's not my true thought, and I, Hu Xiaobei, am definitely not that kind of person!
Hu Xiaobei let out a long breath, trying to clear his mind of distractions.

These details may seem insignificant, but they have a significant impact on the two people's interactions later on.

As the saying goes, details determine success or failure.

Tonight's match should be a sure win, right?

(End of this chapter)