Qin Mo brought his little friend to the airport.
The old men were excited, following them to the airport with their dragon head crutches. They even asked Bo Jiu what she intended to do overseas.
Bo Jiu took a moment. She couldn't possibly say that her main purpose was to kidnap the Almighty. Hence, she had to be more tactful. She pushed her sunglasses up and smiled faintly. "I'm going to be an international superstar."
"Acting?" The old men did not agree, and their expressions were all very serious.
After retiring and staying in the compound, they had clearly become a group of old urchins.
"Why didn't you fix computers and walk cats? Why did you become an actor?"
Bo Jiu: … His words made sense, she couldn't refute him.
Another old man tapped his dragon head crutches, his aura strong. "Old Wei, this little friend isn't fixing computers, he's playing games."
"I know, he's good at computers, right? Isn't it better to stay in the Courtyard? There would be someone to help us move those water droplets. The one I'm raising will recognize this little friend. "
Qin Mo held onto his boarding pass, standing tall and slender, his lips lifted into a smile. "Grandfather Wei, you must be joking. Do you lack someone to help you move your water droplets? Wasn't there someone standing in front of your door to take care of your plants? "
Old General Wei didn't wish to speak. He just liked the little friend next door who was giving him a cigarette while walking his cat. What was wrong with that?
Qin Mo understood the old man's intentions, his smile didn't fade. He reached out and held onto her wrist, his voice calm. "Don't worry, I'll bring this fellow back and continue to send you cigarettes secretly. But you have to take care of your health, it's better to smoke less."
"Cough." After all, he was an elder, and Old General Wei still had to maintain his dignity. "Go, remember your identity when you go abroad."
"Yes."
This was probably the reason why Qin Mo was so likable. Even though he was cold and aloof, he hid his sharpness in front of his elders. He was humble and didn't seem cold at all. Instead, he was calm.
Bo Jiu stood at the side, thinking, Brother Mo, I'm bringing you back this time, not you. You're going to be in a daze.
It was as if he could imagine the shock in the Almighty's eyes.
Thinking of this, his thin lips curled into a smile. Blocked by the black mask, the youngster's handsome face was tilted sideways, and his tall nose could be seen, which was still very handsome and eye-catching.
The two of them were equally eye-catching. They walked through the security checkpoint together and boarded the plane together. They were the focus of attention the whole time.
When they entered the first-class cabin, the beautiful stewardess came over with a blanket.
Only then did everything return to peace.
Bo Jiu was starting to feel drowsy.
Qin Mo shifted his shoulders, allowing her to lean on him.
He held her hand with one hand and sent a message with the other. He was noble and inviolable.
When the air stewardesses walked past them, they couldn't help but discuss.
It was the last test takeoff.
Qin Mo turned off his phone.
The plane took off, and after less than 14 hours, it landed in New York City on the Atlantic coast. As the world's largest economic center, this city directly affected the global financial, media, politics, entertainment, and fashion world.
As long as you drive on the avenue, you can see the world-famous Statue of Liberty.
This city was filled with modern European-style buildings. The roads were wide and straight, and limited edition convertible sports cars could be seen everywhere. There were also many famous schools in the city.
When Bo Jiu and the others arrived, it was night time. A chauffeur came to fetch them, wearing white gloves. When he saw Qin Mo, he greeted, "Young Master."
When she saw the Maserati parked by the roadside, Bo Jiu was almost certain that the Almighty was here to receive him was the An family's overseas influence.
That was the case.
The Almighty was indeed a favored son of heaven.
There was no need to talk about the Qin family, they were a classic example of an upright young man.
The An family only had one maternal grandson.
It was no wonder the Almighty hadn't been moved when she had used money to buy him when they had been young.
It was a pain to be too rich when one wanted to woo a girl.
Bo Jiu opened the door and sat down. Qin Mo sat beside her. The moment they entered the car, she received a call.
It was Movie Queen An.
Movie Queen An had arrived two days ago and was removing her makeup on the set. She looked elegant, but she couldn't hide her happiness. "You can't take Jiu away, do you hear me?"
"I won't, I'll send her over now." Qin Mo's voice was calm. He listened for a few more words before hanging up.
The chauffeur spoke up. From the way he drove, one could tell that he had undergone proper etiquette training. "Young Master Jiu, have you ever been in New York before?"
"No," Bo Jiu replied calmly. Bo Jiu replied calmly, but when she saw the familiar streets, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.
Especially when she saw the two police cars pass by each other, the corners of her mouth curled up. She seemed to be smiling, but it didn't seem like a smile, bringing out Z's unique evil aura.
That devilish aura was concealed by the neon lights that filled the sky.
The chauffeur didn't notice anything amiss. Instead, he glanced at the youngster and smiled. "Young Master Jiu, in front of you is the famous Times Square. Do you see the largest billboard? The people that appear on it are definitely international celebrities. Every year, when we welcome the new year, more than five hundred thousand people would gather here to count down. It's a grand occasion."
When Bo Jiu heard this, she reached out to caress the bridge of her nose. She couldn't tell him that she had fought with the Almighty here.
That had been the first time they had fought.
In front of the opera house, people had acted like they were in the movies.
It was here that she had met her most feared opponent. But at that time, she hadn't known that the person who had almost destroyed her billboard was her pet.
It was obvious that Qin Mo's memories were here.
His gaze deepened. He turned back, his voice slow. "I thought that anyone who sees this place for the first time would be more or less shocked."
"I'm shocked too." Bo Jiu stretched lazily. "But I'm still jet-lagged and can't perform well." With that, she leaned into Qin Mo's arms, lying on his long legs. She smiled faintly. "Sleep for a while more."
Qin Mo allowed the youngster to lie down, not saying a word.
On the other hand, the chauffeur's eyes widened.
Fortunately, before his young master had arrived, he had heard many things.
Otherwise, when he saw this scene, he would really wonder if he had seen a fake young master.
The drive from the airport to the filming location took about one and a half hours.
Bo Jiu carried a black backpack and jumped out of the car. She was still wearing a large black mask. The cold moonlight shone into her eyes, bringing out the best in this place.
"Once you're done, send me a message and I'll come fetch you." Qin Mo wound down the car window, his side profile handsome and elegant.
Bo Jiu replied, "Okay."
Then, he strolled into the crowded Star Creation Plaza.
At this moment, another figure walked out from the side of the sports car. She stood beside the car and called out, "Young Master."
Qin Mo glanced up and said, "Follow her and only show yourself when necessary."
"Yes."
The silhouette didn't make a single sound as he walked. It was obvious that he had received specialized training.
Qin Mo reached out and the car window rolled up.
If he wanted to know what she was up to, he had to give her some freedom.
Otherwise, it would only backfire.
After all, a certain someone would never stay there quietly.
Especially when you let your guard down, she would always take the opportunity to scratch you.
He knew that feeling well. It wasn't painful but it would always be there.
Qin Mo knew that she had already started planning her escape route.
If there were many guesses in the past, after coming here, a certain someone's behavior had proven one point.
She wanted to do something.
Qin Mo played with the silver cigarette lighter in his hand. He turned his head and lit a cigarette. His voice was still calm. "Let's go to the old place first. I need more information about Z."
"Yes, Young Master."
The sleek black sports car drove into the bridge.
It was at the biggest star creation base.
Bo Jiu was thinking as she walked.
She might have to make some last-minute adjustments to her plan.
It was simple. She thought of the Qin and An families' power but neglected the Almighty's own power.
Back then, he had almost caught her in the act. This meant that he had people here.
Bo Jiu lifted her head and looked up. She didn't know what she saw but her eyes lit up.
She thought she knew how she had managed to distract the attention of some people.
She just needed a little modern technology and a little magic …
Just as Bo Jiu lifted her lids, a person walked over with a gloomy expression.
A man with a gloomy face walked over with a dissatisfied expression. He didn't even notice if there was anyone in front of him.
Or perhaps, even if he noticed it, he would push her away the moment he saw a yellow-skinned person. "Go away, you little hindrance!"
He said these words in English.
He was a local after all.
No, he should be called a local celebrity.
He was a classic international celebrity. The muscles on his arms were firm and he was well-developed. He was strong and could fight. He was handsome with thin lips and a high nose bridge. He was a classic pretty boy here.
He was also the third male lead in this movie.
Since she wasn't prepared, the moment she was pushed, Bo Jiu relied on her instinctive reflexes. She leaned to the side beautifully, her eyes cold.
She didn't suffer any physical injuries. Bo Jiu wanted to pick up her shoulder bag and continue walking.
Unexpectedly, a voice came from the other side. It was a rare excitement. "Jiu! Jiu! "
Bo Jiu turned, stuffing a hand into her pocket. She arched a brow. "Director."
"Jiu, you're finally here! That's great! "The Americans would hug people when they were happy, even if it was an international director.
But her back was patted by a bear paw. Bo Jiu felt slightly pressured. "I'm happy to see you again. Where's Movie Queen An?"
"She's filming the next scene and she's still trying to get the feeling. She did tell me that you would be coming, but I'm still surprised." When the director spoke in Mandarin, there was always a sense of awkwardness, but this was still considered good.
It was also because of the director's hug and welcome.
The busy staff around them stopped what they were doing.
Their gaze landed on Bo Jiu.
Under the warm night lights, a slender figure stood there.
A slender figure stood there with a lazy smile on his face. He had one hand in his pocket and a black bracelet on his exposed snow-white wrist. He had a head of silver hair and a pair of shiny black earrings. He was young, handsome, and full of evilness.
"Oh, this boy is really pretty."
"That pair of black eyes fits my fantasy of an Asian."
"But there aren't many Asians who would dye their hair this color. Shouldn't they all have black hair?"
"This does fit the image of the mysterious hacker in the script."
"I don't think so. He looks so skinny, can he fight?"
"I'm not sure, I heard that the director went to all the countries in Asia to find such a person."
"Why not go to Japan? At least they would be more obedient and cooperative."
Listening to the discussions around him, the third male lead also spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him. "Huaxia's male actors are all weak chickens. Everyone knows this. I reckon that once there's a fight scene, this person will be shouting for a stunt double. You guys have to be merciful. Don't scare our oriental dolls. What if they break them?"
With that, a burst of laughter came from the other side.
That smile could be said to be a joke, but for some reason, it made people feel uncomfortable.
Bo Jiu held her shoulder bag with one hand, glancing over.
The international director was still immersed in the excitement of Bo Jiu's arrival. Besides, he had to remind the filming team not to make any mistakes. Hence, he didn't notice anything.
On the other hand, the third male lead caught her gaze. He lifted the edges of his lips in a provocative manner as he mouthed, "Chinese pig."
He spoke in English.
With that, he turned and continued laughing with the people beside him.
Bo Jiu's gaze deepened, turning into ice.
It seemed to have become a strange phenomenon in this industry.
Every actor in China wanted to develop here because they could prove that they were a superstar.
Because of this, some people would use Chinese actors to open up the Chinese film market.
It was a simple logic.
Some Chinese actors would advertise in China, saying that they would be acting in a certain blockbuster.
But when the audience entered the cinema, they realized that they weren't actors at all, they were just passersby.
The more this was the case, the more people looked down on Chinese actors.
Gradually, in this place where stars were created, there was a saying, "Chinese actors are willing to play any role, whether it's to paint them beyond recognition or to have them accompany them throughout the entire process. As long as you arrange a role for them, they will definitely let you earn all the Chinese people's money. After all, movies nowadays do need Eastern elements for the audience to buy in."
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