Mountain boy picks stars

1

Dusk, on the outskirts of Guangzhou.

The train, fully loaded with coal, stopped on the outskirts of Guangzhou.

The scammer shook Huang Xiaoxing awake, who was still asleep: "Huang Xiaoxing, wake up, we've arrived in Guangzhou."

As soon as Huang Xiaoxing woke up, she tightly gripped the cloth bag containing the notebook.

Still full of doubt, I asked, "Uncle Director, can you really help me get the five Heavenly Kings and H4 to sign my autographs?"

Scammer: "This is nothing between us best buddies, isn't it?"

The scammer then changed the subject: "Huang Xiaoxing, did you buy a ticket? You'll be fined if you don't have one!"

Huang Xiaoxing replied, "No, I climbed onto the bus."

As he spoke, he unconsciously reached into his pocket for money.

He checked all the pockets and found them empty; he was horrified.

"Uncle, I've lost my money! What should I do?"

Scammer: "Oh! Look at you, how could you be so careless? How about this, let's get off the bus and go to my house. As long as your uncle is here, you won't go hungry. Tomorrow, your uncle will go find the five Heavenly Kings and H4 to sign autographs for you."

Huang Xiaoxing was deeply moved: "Uncle Director, you're so kind! I've really met a benefactor this time while chasing my idol!"

The two quietly got off the car at dusk and made their way into the city.

2

The swindler lured Huang Xiaoxing into a simple rented house.

Upon entering and turning on the light, a stench of decay assaulted Huang Xiaoxing's nostrils, making it difficult for her to adjust.

After he calmed down, he saw that the room was very simple.

Full of doubt, he asked, "Uncle Guide, why is your family so poor?"

The conman sat on the tattered sofa, his feet propped up on the broken coffee table, and explained:

"This isn't my home! This is where I experience life. Think about it, your father only stays up all night writing novels, without immersing himself in life. He's just creating things behind closed doors. How could such novels be published? All the songs I've written and all the music I've composed were created by experiencing life here!"

Huang Xiaoxing exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Director, I didn't know you were a composer, a great artist!"

The swindler smiled mysteriously without answering, and simply smoked a cigarette leisurely, blowing smoke rings.

3

Early morning, inside a rented house.

A ray of sunlight shone through the window and fell on Huang Xiaoxing, who was sleeping on the broken bed.

He was extremely tired after sitting on the train for several days and nights.

The swindler pushed open the door and entered the room carrying a plastic bag of fried dough sticks and Huang Xiaoxing's cloth bag of notebooks.

Place the fried dough sticks and the cloth bag on the broken coffee table.

He started nudging Huang Xiaoxing to wake her up: "Huang Xiaoxing, wake up, it's time to eat."

Huang Xiaoxing rolled over sleepily in bed.

She mumbled, "I...I'm not hungry..."

Then he fell asleep again.

The scammer then shouted, "Huang Xiaoxing, you've already received autographs from one of the Five Heavenly Kings!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoxing seemed to be electrocuted and suddenly sat up in bed.

She jumped out of bed: "Really? Uncle Director, where is he?"

The swindler pointed to the cloth bag: "It's in there, see for yourself."

Huang Xiaoxing hurriedly went to the coffee table and took out several notebooks from the cloth bag.

Upon opening them one by one, I was surprised to find that every single notebook had the signature of Tian Tian Superstar.

He excitedly pressed the notebook tightly to his chest and exclaimed, "My God! Even a superstar signed my autograph!"

The conman sat on a tattered sofa, eating fried dough sticks.

He glanced coldly at Huang Xiaoxing, who was on the verge of going crazy with excitement:

"Huang Xiaoxing, don't be so quick to celebrate. Do you know how much it cost me to get my best friends to sign off and to treat them to meals?"

Huang Xiaoxing: "How much money?"

"This number!"

The scammer held up five fingers.

"Fifty dollars?"

Huang Xiaoxing asked curiously.

Scammer: "You're so stupid. In Guangzhou, you can't treat people to a meal like you do in the north, where a bowl of noodles, two steamed buns, three bottles of beer, and four side dishes are enough."

Huang Xiaoxing: "Uncle Director, how much did it cost to treat the superstar to dinner?"

Scammer: "Hold up five fingers again, five bars."

Huang Xiaoxing: "Uncle Director, how much is five bars? Five hundred?"

The liar shook his head.

"Five thousand?"

Scammer: "A five-fold leverage is fifty thousand!"

Huang Xiaoxing was shocked and collapsed onto the edge of the bed:

"My God! Where am I supposed to get so much money to pay you back?"

The swindler grinned slyly: "No money? No problem. As long as you learn a unique skill from me, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury for the rest of your life!"

Huang Xiaoxing asked timidly, "Uncle Director, what kind of unique skill could that be?"

The conman, feigning cunning, played hard to get: "Hey, lots of people come begging me to teach them, but I don't teach them!"

Huang Xiaoxing continued timidly, "Yes, Uncle Dao is a good person!"

Scammer: "That's right, my unique skills can only be passed on to Huang Xiaoxing, whom I trust most!"

Then, the swindler said mysteriously, "But you can't pass on the secret technique I'm teaching you! You don't know, do you? 'Teach your apprentice, and you'll starve yourself.'"

Huang Xiaoxing said, moved, "Uncle Director, don't worry. I, Huang Xiaoxing, am absolutely not an ungrateful person!"

The swindler patted Huang Xiaoxing on the head and said earnestly, "You're a promising young man!"

Just as Huang Xiaoxing nodded and bowed in gratitude again, the swindler took advantage of Huang Xiaoxing's inattention and quickly stole the pencil from his pocket.

When Huang Xiaoxing looked up, he suddenly noticed that the "director uncle" opposite him was leisurely twirling a pencil in his hand.

This pencil looks just like the one I usually use!

He instinctively reached into his pocket and discovered his pencil was missing. He muttered to himself, "Oh no, where's my pencil? Where did I put it?"

The conman said smugly, "Your pencil wasn't lost! It grew wings and flew here to me!"

Huang Xiaoxing stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered. She hadn't felt anything at all; how had the pencil in her pocket ended up in "Uncle Director's" hand, leisurely spinning between his fingers?

Huang Xiaoxing asked in surprise, "Uncle Director, how did the pencil in my pocket end up in your hand?"

The conman raised his head mysteriously: "This—is the unique skill I'm going to teach you!"

Huang Xiaoxing didn't react at first: "Huh?... "

The swindler said smugly, "Think about it, once you learn this unique skill from me, the money in other people's pockets will be yours, right?"

Huang Xiaoxing finally realized what was happening and said, "Uncle Director, are you trying to teach me how to be a thief?"

The conman's expression changed drastically: "What thief? This is my unique skill, a special ability—the Great Transfer of Heaven and Earth!"

Huang Xiaoxing: "The Great Transfer of Heaven and Earth Technique?... I can't exactly become a thief and steal things, can I?"

Scammer: "Sigh! You northerners are so stupid, no wonder everyone there is so poor. Come with me to the south and make your way in the world. You'll learn a unique skill, the 'Great Transfer of Heaven and Earth,' and all the money in the bank will be yours. What will you have to worry about—living in a villa and driving a luxury car?!"

Huang Xiaoxing instinctively waved his hand, "Uncle Guide, I went to school in the mountains back home. I'm a good student when I come to the city to study. I can't become a thief and steal things! I can't learn this unique skill, the 'Great Transfer of Heaven and Earth' technique! I won't learn it!"

The swindler's true colors were revealed: "Hmph, getting on this pirate ship is easy, getting off is hard! Don't want to learn my unique, supernatural skill, the 'Great Shift of Heaven and Earth'? Then give me back the 50,000 yuan I spent to find you autographs from five top celebrities. Give it back and get the hell out of here!"

Huang Xiaoxing was terrified and could only plead softly, "Uncle Director, I...I...I really don't have any money. Can you let me go back? I'll pay you back when I earn money!"

The swindler blocked the doorway and threatened menacingly, "Hmph, you big swindler, you think you can run away? If you run away, who am I going to get my money back from? You think you can get away without giving me back my 50,000 yuan? No way!"