Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 294 Playing
As An Xiaoqian opened her beautiful eyes to examine him, she discreetly tugged at Hu Xiaobei's sleeve and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, I really can't recognize you... But what's with that big mole on your face?"

"It's a matchmaker's makeup, so having a mole... isn't a problem, is it?"

As Hu Xiaobei joked, he was about to take a half-step back to create some distance when he realized he had lost the initiative. He had no choice but to stand still, ready to meet his end.

An Xiaoqian nodded in agreement and asked calmly, "Matchmaker makeup? There's nothing unusual about having a big mole."

But can you tell me why there's such a long and noticeable black hair on that big mole?

Having been shut down beforehand, Hu Xiaobei had no way to remain defiant and could only forcefully argue, "This was the only prop we could find in the crew."

I thought this disguise would be more effective, but... it certainly doesn't suit your otherworldly aura!

As he spoke, he abruptly changed the subject, removed the large mole with long hair from An Xiaoqian's face, and placed it on the table.

An Xiaoqian nodded, calmly indicating her agreement: "Okay, then let's talk about the matchmaker's makeup!"

Hu Xiaobei broke out in a cold sweat, then quickly came up with a clever idea: "Haha... I was just kidding you. What matchmaker is that pretty?"
"If you're going to act as a matchmaker, I'll come to you first thing on the first day and marry you, the matchmaker."

Seeing that he spoke eloquently and could justify himself, An Xiaoqian didn't press the issue any further. Instead, she rolled her eyes and suggested, "Then you'll have to disguise yourself, otherwise you definitely won't pass the test."

An Xiaoqian's words were not unfounded. With Hu Xiaobei's current fame, ordinary people might not recognize him, but paparazzi would.

If he goes out shopping or sightseeing with An Xiaoqian after she's disguised, paparazzi are sure to follow and take pictures.

It won't even have to wait until tomorrow; it will cause a sensation online that very day, with plenty of gossip about relationship discord, fickleness, and new lovers.

Hu Xiaobei didn't waste any more words and decisively changed her makeup to a simple disguise.

Compared to An Xiaoqian's complicated disguise, his own was much simpler. He just messed around with it a few times, and as long as the contrast was big, he was done.

An Xiaoqian wasn't quite satisfied, so she took the opportunity to stick the long-haired mole on the table onto Hu Xiaobei, admired it for a while, and then was finally satisfied.

Hu Xiaobei showed no resistance whatsoever.

As the saying goes: If you make a mistake, admit it; if you get hit, stand up straight.

The morning sunlight slanted into the hotel corridor. Hu Xiaobei and An Xiaoqian deliberately concealed their faces as they walked towards the elevator together.

An Xiaoqian wore oversized black-rimmed glasses, her bangs were deliberately pulled down below her eyebrows, and there were a few small fake moles on her cheeks.

Her originally cute and round bun hairstyle was covered with a fluffy wool curl wig, and she wore a loose sweatshirt and casual trousers.

Aside from her undeniable beauty and charm, she looks like an ordinary, pretty college student.

In contrast, Hu Xiaobei not only sported the long, hairy mole that An Xiaoqian had "carefully" attached, but also styled his hair into an old-fashioned and sleazy traitor's hairstyle.

Paired with a retro plaid shirt and a black backpack, she looks completely different from her usual self.

They tiptoed out of the hotel through the back door and got into a taxi they had booked in advance.

The driver only glanced at them casually before looking away, clearly not recognizing them.

"The weather's pretty nice today," Hu Xiaobei casually remarked. Seeing that the driver seemed unfazed, he got straight to the point: "Driver, shall we go for a stroll around Yuntai Mountain?"

An Xiaoqian, still somewhat nervous, clutched Hu Xiaobei's clothes and moved closer to him, asking softly, "It seems like you didn't recognize him? Or were you just not paying attention?"

Hu Xiaobei smiled and squeezed her soft, delicate hand, gently comforting her, "Don't worry, with my skills, even Auntie might not recognize me."

Upon hearing this, An Xiaoqian secretly glanced at the driver, who appeared perfectly normal, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps because the National Day holiday had just ended, there weren't many people at the entrance of Yuntai Mountain Scenic Area when they arrived.

An Xiaoqian subconsciously lowered her head, but Hu Xiaobei openly took her soft, boneless hand and mingled with the tourists to buy tickets. During the security check, the staff were only focused on the tickets and didn't even glance at them.

After successfully entering the park, An Xiaoqian's tense nerves finally relaxed.

The two strolled and played along the way.

As soon as you enter Hongshixia, a cool breeze carrying moisture hits your face with a whoosh, refreshing and carrying the scent of damp grass.

Looking up, the rock walls on both sides were a vibrant ochre red, layer upon layer, like a thousand-layer cake deliberately cleaved open by God with a large knife, gleaming with a warm amber light under the sun.

Looking down into the valley, the stream meanders, its emerald green surface shining like a jade ribbon. Sometimes it plunges into deep pools and swirls, sometimes it crashes into oddly shaped rocks, splashing up tiny droplets of water that dazzle the eyes in the sunlight.

Hu Xiaobei took out his phone and solemnly acted as a photographer: "This beautiful media... lady, stand a little to the left, side profile, yes, just like that!" As he spoke, he quickly pressed the button.

In the photos, An Xiaoqian smiles radiantly, and the red rocks and clear waters behind her make her appear even more vibrant.

Excitement and curiosity filled her eyes, and she was wondering in her little head whether this photo of hers was a complete waste of time.

The two walked along the plank road and saw that the grooves carved into the rock face over the years were like the fingerprints of the earth, which was quite peculiar.

An Xiaoqian suddenly stopped and pointed to a wild chrysanthemum growing at an angle on the cliff: "Xiaobei, look! How come it's growing in a crack in the rock?"

Hu Xiaobei followed her fingertip and looked up. The withered yellow petals trembled in the wind, while the roots were deeply embedded in the rock crevices, as if they were competing with time.

"That's the magic of nature; even in the most challenging environments, flowers can still bloom."

The two strolled slowly, occasionally marveling at the beautiful scenery before them.

Although I visited Jiuzhaigou and Yandang Mountain quite a few times while filming The Return of the Condor Heroes, my mind was focused on filming and I couldn't really appreciate the scenery.

Furthermore, the mountains and rivers in nature each have their own characteristics and cannot be generalized.

Most importantly... the mood is different.

Hu Xiaobei suddenly pointed to a distant mountain peak and said in a serious tone, "Look, doesn't that mountain look like you after you've put on makeup?"

An Xiaoqian glared at him reproachfully and shook her little fist.

Hu Xiaobei quickly raised her hands in surrender: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Our Qianqian is the most beautiful in the world, even with... makeup, she's still the most beautiful... um~ um~"

He paused twice on purpose, and at the end he deliberately emphasized his nasal tone, even raising his eyebrows to match.

This obviously pointed joke made An Xiaoqian burst out laughing, and then she unleashed a set of Pegasus Meteor Fist on him.

As noon approached, the two stopped at various food stalls in the scenic area, preparing to devour everything along the way.

Before long, Hu Xiaobei was holding a steaming bowl of braised noodles and several skewers of grilled gluten.

An Xiaoqian took the braised noodles from his hand, but after taking only a small bite, she lost interest. However, her eyes lit up: "Wow, the taste is quite unique. Xiao Bei, you can have it all!"

Hu Xiaobei: "..."

Well, he's used to it.

The two ate at one restaurant after another, with An Xiaoqian only taking a small bite each time, and the rest naturally ending up in someone else's stomach.

Seeing that her mouth was full of soup and there was a sesame seed stuck to the corner of her mouth, Hu Xiaobei reached out and wiped it off for her.

Their eyes met from time to time, and a sweet atmosphere gradually filled the air.

(End of this chapter)