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The New Year's bell rang.

After a good sleep, it was eight o'clock in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Chen Xiao drove his parents along the street full of red lanterns towards the International Cinema.

He didn't want to watch it at first.

But on New Year's Eve yesterday, many relatives contacted his parents and said they wanted to visit and introduce him to a date.

Chen Xiao's scalp tingled when he thought of those aunts and uncles.

Not only would they take out a bunch of photos of girls from their pockets, they would also bring their children over and point at him and say they wanted to learn from him.

It's also annoying to be "other people's children" in the mouths of relatives, a bit like a monkey in a zoo, and you have to fake a smile, it's better to watch a movie.

So he simply refused his relatives on the pretext of watching the premiere.

After watching the movie, he went back to the villa to hide.

However, the company did not have a cinema yet, and he was too lazy to contact other companies for this matter.

He might as well buy his own ticket and watch it with the public, buy a VIP hall, where there are fewer people.

Anyway, he was wrapped up tightly in winter, wearing a mask and a hat. And his skin color has returned, which is a little different from the last promotional video of being beaten. He wore zero-degree glasses again today to disguise himself. Even fans at the level of true fans would find it difficult to recognize him.

So stable!

At the same time, in a cafe downstairs of a Yida Cinema on the second ring road.

An old couple in their sixties were having breakfast.

If there were older members of the Capital Wushu Association here, they would recognize at a glance that this person was the former president Guan Qixiang.

He was dressed in black sportswear, energetic, with bright eyes, but seemed a little depressed.

The middle-aged lady opposite patted his arm, "Since you promised Master Kuang, you should be happy. This is definitely a good thing for the martial arts community. As the former president of the martial arts association, you should be happy. Why are you sighing?"

The uncle glanced at his wife and forced a smile.

The reason they came here to watch the movie was because Kuang Shaoyi invited them to watch his debut work together on the first day of the Chinese New Year.

Of course, as the former president, he could certainly not give face.

But he still came.

Because he was itchy.

But it was itchy...

"Amin, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years. There have been works on martial arts in the past two years, but every time I hope, I am disappointed. I..."

At this point, Guan Qixiang sighed again.

His wife smiled and said, "Oh, don't worry. The screenwriter and director this time are both Chen Xiao. Look at "Farewell My Concubine", it's so well made."

"But he is the male lead, and his martial arts level..."

His wife curled her lips, "Movies are not about fighting. It's enough to be entertaining. And it's most important to bring martial arts to more people, right? Can you stop worrying about it? You'll know when you go in and take a look."

Hearing that his wife was a little unhappy, Guan Qixiang also realized that he was too depressed. He took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"You're right! It doesn't matter if the protagonist's fighting scenes are a little weak. The most important thing is that the plot is good and there are many people watching!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"Brother Guan, you came so early."

Looking back, it was the current president of the Wushu Association, President Xu.

It seems that Kuang Shaoyi has called many people.

…

“Your dad is such a lazy guy, he went to the bathroom before going out, and now he’s going to the bathroom again.” Outside the bathroom of the International Cinema, mother Weng Manxia complained while leaning against the railing.

Chen Xiao shrugged and said nothing.

At the same time, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old hurried to the bathroom with a schoolbag on her back.

When she passed by the two of them, she was stunned when she saw Chen Xiao.

Hey, the little brother is quite handsome, and he looks a bit like Xiaobao.

But it definitely can’t be Xiaobao, he is a big director and a big star, how could he come to a place with so many people to watch a movie.

And wearing a mask is definitely a face liar. It’s definitely not as good as my Xiaobao. Oh, I don’t know when I can see my idol.

Two minutes later.

Chen Mingfu washed his hands, wiped his hands and walked out of the bathroom.

When he was almost at the mall lobby, he suddenly heard a little girl’s voice behind him.

“Teacher Chen?”

Chen Mingfu looked back and saw that it was a little girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

She looked a little familiar.

Oh, I remember.

Last spring semester, when she had just revealed her identity as Chen Xiao's father, a girl from the next class ran in and told her that her husband was going to make a new movie, and the whole class burst into laughter.

He suddenly had a daughter-in-law at the time, which was quite embarrassing.

But the kid did pretty well in the end.

"Qiu... classmate Qiu, right?"

Qiu Xinyu's eyes lit up, "Wow, teacher, you still remember me."

After chatting for a few words, the two had already walked to the hall.

"Teacher Chen, are you here with your friends to watch Director Chen's new film today?" Qiu Xinyu asked with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, a voice came from the front.

"Dad, let's go quickly."

Then, they saw the boy they had just met, wearing a black casual short down jacket, walking towards them.

Qiu Xinyu's brain crashed instantly.

Dad?

Dad?

Brain cells quickly rolled and boiled like boiling water.

She instantly widened her eyes, staring at the boy, trembling, "Chen Chen Chen Chen..."

Realizing that she was about to expose her idol identity in public, she quickly covered her mouth.

But her mind was spinning like crazy.

Oh my God? This must be Director Chen!

Oh my God, what should I do?

Idol, idol!

Why didn't she wash her hair yesterday? She didn't wash her hair the day before yesterday either! Ah, I want to run away!

But this is Chen Xiao!

As a student majoring in film and television photography and production, she is not only a fan of Chen Xiao's appearance, but also his talent.

To her, Chen Xiao is like an ancestor, no, like Buddha, no, anyway, he is a god-like existence.

I met my idol without washing my hair, oh my god, what should I do?

Just when she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but was reluctant to run, the great Chen Tutu beside her said:

"Son, this is my student and also your fan."

Chen Xiao looked at Qiu Xinyu and nodded, "Hello."

"Hello, son." As soon as the words came out, Qiu Xinyu wanted to slap herself, "Sorry, sorry, Director Chen, I'm a little excited."

Weng Manxia smiled and patted Chen Xiao on the shoulder, "How about taking a photo? I heard that young people like to take photos with their idols."

Qiu Xinyu covered her face and looked at Chen Xiao nervously, "Can, can I?"

"Sure." Chen Xiao turned his head and glanced around, pointing to the end of the corridor in the opposite direction of the theater, "Well, I'll turn my back to the theater and take a photo with you without a mask."

Qiu Xinyu's eyes burst into joy instantly.

Oh my God, she was so happy that she was flying.

Director Chen was really nice, and he was willing to take a photo with her without a mask, God!

After a short photo shoot, Chen Xiao smiled and said, "Don't post before you finish watching the movie. I don't want to be surrounded."

"Don't worry! I will study hard and strive to join Oriental Media in the future!"

Qiu Xinyu nodded fiercely, bowed, and ran away with her phone.

She couldn't stay any longer. If she stayed any longer, her brain would be deprived of oxygen.

Oh my god!

New Year's gift!

Super happy New Year's gift!

What should I do? She felt like she could really fly!

Behind her, Chen Mingfu smiled helplessly and said, "This kid has completely forgotten that he has a teacher like me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the theater broadcast sounded.

"Dear audience friends, Happy New Year. "Kung Fu" will start showing in 15 minutes. Please check your tickets in an orderly manner."