Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years

"Eat it while it's hot..."

Qi Hao acted very calmly, as if holding the girl's hand earlier was nothing.

An Feng took the small box and used a toothpick to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth.

Her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't taste anything at all.

Neither of them spoke, eating and walking silently, much quieter than before.

"Um... I can't eat anymore!"

An Feng broke the silence. She really couldn't eat anymore, and besides, there were other things she wanted to try today.

Qi Hao was holding a trash bag specifically for the empty fast-food boxes and things to wipe their hands and mouths.

It wasn't because they became more civilized in Xiangjiang.

As celebrities, they often had to hold themselves to higher standards and set a good example for their fans. No matter where they were, Qi Hao and An Feng never had the habit of littering.

"Give it to me."

Qi Hao naturally took it, but he didn't throw away the food An Feng hadn't finished.

Instead, he quickly finished it all.

The snack tasted pretty good, and he forgot to ask whether the brother was from Xiangjiang or if this was a specialty from his hometown.

"Want to try shooting?"

An Feng saw a gaming area in the night market, like the one in "Mr. & Mrs. Smith."

It was similar to ring toss or claw machines.

Some involved shooting balloons, others had metal targets.

The idea was to tap into tourists' desire for a bargain, adjusted through the backend to make them spend money.

When they went out to have fun together, it wasn't about one accommodating the other.

An Feng enjoyed eating, drinking, and playing, and hoped Qi Hao would have fun too.

Generally, men liked guns and swords; even a straight branch was among their favorites.

"I'm not very good at it."

Qi Hao really liked guns.

Unfortunately, he wasn't any good at this. He had heard that some film crews used real guns as props, but he hadn't encountered any. The guns he came across as an extra were basically just sticks.

The sound effects of firing were all done with his mouth going pew-pew.

"Come on, I'll teach you!"

An Feng quickly got over her shyness. What's there to be shy about, just holding hands?

Qi Hao didn't hold on tightly; they just hooked fingers.

Her heart merely raced a little then, and she didn't pay much attention to the feeling of holding hands itself.

Only that they both bought food.

Unless one of them was holding onto it while the other used a skewer to eat and feed the other, they had to let go of the hand they were holding.

"You know how to shoot?" Qi Hao was quite surprised.

Most of the dramas An Feng had been in were period dramas, with few shooting scenes.

"I played it abroad before."

An Feng wasn't modest. She finally found a skill where she could surpass Qi Hao.

When it came to acting, she was no match, especially since Qi Hao had started directing.

"Okay, you can teach me then."

If Qi Hao were a girl and An Feng a guy, and they switched heights, An Feng would probably have held Qi Hao and taught him how to shoot.

But now, with Qi Hao being so big, An Feng definitely couldn't hold him.

She mainly demonstrated for Qi Hao and then taught him how to use the gun.

They were still very close.

Qi Hao was tickled by An Feng's hair and almost sneezed, and he thought An Feng might have used a bit too much perfume today.

The scent was very pleasant, not overwhelming.

Bro, you smell really nice!

"Let's start and see if we can win that little pig fan plush."

An Feng taught Qi Hao how to play and explained the game rules, then let Qi Hao start the game.

"Alright, I'm starting then."

If you want it so badly, why not play yourself? You're such a good shot, there should be nothing you can't win.

Qi Hao didn't ruin the fun by asking such questions.

That's the classic trick for getting a gift.

If Qi Hao were to say, no, I want that belt, would An Feng just die of anger?

No need to worry about the stall owner recognizing them as celebrities; the owner was sitting lazily behind the stall, seemingly glued to the spot, unwilling to get up. He lazily handed prizes to the winning customers.

"Legs apart, one foot in front of the other, bend your waist a little."

An Feng was still correcting Qi Hao's posture; she didn't have much confidence in him.

The pink pig was a third prize, requiring more than six hits on the moving target.

"I know, don't worry."

Qi Hao was wearing his Sven Glasses, and he had memorized the posture An Feng used when she was shooting.

As the machine started, the small targets slowly moved.

This game was aimed at beginners.

Although it wouldn't let you win a prize at will, it wouldn't present an overly high difficulty level either.

The best scenario was you couldn't win a prize but could see the hope, making it hard to resist playing over and over again.

"Hit it, hit it, keep it up!"

An Feng stood by, playing the role of an enthusiastic cheerleader.

Qi Hao concentrated, firing shot after shot...

"Is this really your first time playing? You're amazing!"

An Feng couldn't remember how many targets she hit the first time she played, but it was definitely not as many as Qi Hao.

Who would've thought Qi Hao was not just a quick shooter, oh, a sharpshooter.

"I just randomly shot," Qi Hao said casually, though he was inwardly thrilled.

Who's so awesome? No doubt, it's me!

"Boss, can the second prize be exchanged for the third prize?"

Qi Hao asked the stall owner.

He performed a bit beyond expectations, couldn't hold back, and overachieved.

An Feng wanted the pink piglet, so he tried his best to fulfill her wish.

"Sure, no problem. She got first prize, you got second prize. What do you want?"

The stall owner was very agreeable.

He makes money off newbies, and having couples like An Feng and Qi Hao play more would mean more loss for him.

He got up to get the prizes for them, praying they wouldn't play any more rounds.

Qi Hao saw the stall owner looking over, quickly grabbed An Feng's hand.

Though An Feng wasn't as popular in Xiangjiang as inland, many people still recognized them.

During the days she spent in Xiangjiang, local media reported quite a bit about her, and even the notoriously sharp local media seemed especially forgiving towards her.

Praising her for having a superstar demeanor but lacking a celebrity's airs, dressed simply, thanked the staff when buying clothes in a mall, and didn't refuse when other customers asked for her autograph.

Paparazzi captured her biting her finger, praising her for being adorably explosive.

When the media cornered her for an interview, she responded gracefully.

She answered every question seriously.

In contrast, the local media weren't as lenient with others.

Like "Lin Zhiling Falls from Horse, 'One Horse Treads Flat the World Wave'" "Shu Qi and Yao Chen Laugh During Interview, 'Double Demon Cannibal Flower'" "Li Jiaxin Gets Married, 'Luxury Bus Enters the Luxury Family'."

No matter if you're a superstar or a wealthy family, they take you down in one fell swoop.

Even Zhang Manyu was teased by local media as 'Old Tree Root Feet' because of her visible veins.

Despite the media more lenient with An Feng, it would surely be troublesome if they discovered her visiting the night market with a man.

One wonders what headline they'll come up with if they find Qi Hao and An Feng at the night market together.

So Qi Hao helped An Feng a bit.

Low-key, low-key...

For the first prize, An Feng chose a large black bear plush.

She gave the silly-looking black bear to Qi Hao, then from him, she took the second-place prize, a pink piglet.

One for each of them.

"When you sleep holding it, you'll feel very secure."

An Feng hugged the pink piglet, finding Qi Hao holding the black bear quite amusing.

"Half asleep and seeing a black bear beside me, what part of that is secure?"

Qi Hao would most likely punch it.

"You'll get used to it, really, you should try it."

An Feng was speaking from experience.

"Alright."

Preferring to sleep holding something is typical of a lack of security.

Thinking of An Feng growing up in a single-parent family, even if they were well-off, there's surely a lack of love, Qi Hao understood why she liked sleeping with a plush toy.

At the night market, the two ate some more then called for the assistant driver, and each returned home.

"Did you get enough to eat at the night market?"

Ms. Liu looked at her daughter hugging a pink piglet, seeming in a good mood, and couldn't help asking.

"Of course, I did, Mom, did you eat dinner?"

Huaxia People usually start conversations by asking if you've eaten, even between parents and children.

"I just had some fruit, but your little belly seems full."

Ms. Liu didn't demand her daughter to diet like other celebrities, eating only once a day, but she didn't want her daughter to overeat for the sake of desire.

Once filming starts, she would still need to slim down.

The more enjoyable it is to eat, the more painful it is to lose weight.

"Mom, I'm going for a run tomorrow morning!"

An Feng carried the pink piglet to her room, afraid her mom would notice something.

"Who did you go to the night market with today?"

Ms. Liu routinely asked, needing to be aware of her daughter's schedule if she wasn't following along.

"Jiao and the others..."

An Feng casually replied, thinking her mom wouldn't call to check.

Unless they were photographed.

Even if they were photographed, she could say they went out as a group, and others simply weren't captured.

"Jiao, huh, don't hang out with her much."

Ms. Liu advised from behind, not disliking Jiao because of the photo scandal.

Jiao was indeed a normal friend and a victim too.

She disliked Jiao's love-struck nature, worried her daughter might catch on if too close.

"I'm not that familiar with her, just meet occasionally, Mom, I went to Causeway Bay during the day, and Temple Street at night, I'm really tired now, I'm going to take a bath and sleep."

An Feng pleaded, really not wanting to hear her mother's nagging today.

Her guilty conscience was afraid her mother might figure something out.

One concern about being photographed was that her mom might find out through media reports that she's been close to Qi Hao lately.