Chapter 440: Gift, Your Sister is Nine the God (3)

Translator: _Min

Xu Jianian and his agent were passing by a bush when they overheard a conversation.

Unable to resist, Xu Jianian turned his head for a glance.

The flames danced brilliantly, casting a crimson glow upon the girl’s face, tinting ner Drows ancl eyes witn a golden nue.

Sensing someone’s presence, she lifted her gaze, her expression indifferent.

Her eyes, illuminated, shimmered with a vibrant green and red, stunningly beautiful like a rose in the wind, gradually unfolding.

At that moment of eye contact, Xu Jianian’s heart felt as if it had been gently struck.

Suddenly, his pace quickened.

He pursed his lips, shifting his gaze away.

“Could she really be planning to introduce Yuan Heping to the film industry?” the agent wondered in amazement. “Has she become arrogant after securing the RM endorsement?”

“Survival 66 Days” indeed brought Si Fuqing significant popularity, with her fan base surpassing the twenty million mark.

Before her, no reality TV star had achieved such heights.

Truly deserving of the title, ‘Queen of Variety Shows.’

It was said that the CEO of RM had been engaged in philanthropy for years, even establishing a foundation for women and children, donating to numerous Hope Schools and nursing homes.

Their choice of Si Fuqing, although puzzling to many, was somewhat justifiable.

After all, even if Xu Jianian was a top star in Great Xia, he held no significant status internationally.

Only a presence like Yun Lan, a supreme demon king, could command international respect and submission.

Yet, in the realm of film and television, that was precisely where Si Fuqing faced a barrier.

Yuan Heping had been in the industry for forty years, a venerable elder acquainted with nearly all domestic directors. Who else could Si Fuqing introduce?

Xu Jianian dismissed the unusual feeling in his heart.

After seeing off his agent, he video-called his girlfriend before returning to his tent.

Si Fuqing was still on the phone.

Gu Wenzhu, realizing it wasn’t her filming, slowly said, “There are two, Calvin and Xia Zuo. They both asked you to star in a movie, have you forgotten?”

“I did forget.” Si Fuqing touched her chin, “Hmm, then, teacher, send me their latest movie scripts. I’ll take a look.”

“Okay.” Gu Wenzhu, ever supportive of his most cherished student, responded, “I’ll ask for them and send them to your email. Have you finished the design drawing?”

Si Fuqing looked up, “Teacher, look at the moon tonight, it’s so full and bright.’

Gu Wenzhu:

It was daytime where he was; where would the moon come from?

But what could he do, given she was his beloved student?

Other than doting on her, what else was there to do?

After the call, Gu Wenzhu prepared to contact the teams of directors Calvin and Xia zuo.

Both directors were internationally renowned for action movies, known for their grand and epic productions.

Just then, his phone rang.

The caller ID showed Qu Lingyun.

Gu Wenzhu glanced at it and directly hung up.

This weekend, Nian Yi’an took leave to visit the Southern State.

He carried only a backpack, its straps washed to a faded white.

Yet, his distinguished appearance and youthful vitality turned heads wherever he went

“Yi’an, take a seat,” Ye Zhenmian beckoned. “Your sister went to record a show, she’ll be here soon.”

Nian Yi’an sat down.

He knew Si Fuqing was filming a survival reality show and had sneakily watched a live stream during class.

This led his deskmate to believe he was a Mousse, delighting in gifting him several printed photos.

Then, the deskmate passionately lamented how Si Fuqing rarely posted selfies, calling her too detached.

Nian Yi’an clenched his phone.

Now, he was about to meet her in person.

He desperately wanted to brag to his deskmate.

At six o’clock, there was a knock on the door.

Nian Yi’an immediately straightened up.

The door opened, and Si Fuqing entered.

“Qingqing, you must be tired after a day’s filming,” Ye Zhenmian took her hand. “This is Yi’an, your cousin, he’s half a year younger than you, starting his senior year in September, still taking extra classes.”

“Yi’an?” Si Fuqing put down the gift box she was holding. “Nice name, and it sounds good too.”

Nian Yi’an suddenly looked up, a flush of red appearing on his face, “I, I…” He couldn’t utter a word.

“Your uncle chose the name, hoping for his safety and peace,” Ye Zhenmian patted Nian Yi’an’s shoulder. “Such a big guy, and you’re still stuttering

In the room, amidst the lingering echoes of his own voice, Nian Yi’an found himself face-to-face with the divine beauty of Great Xia, a subject frequently discussed among the female students.

The impact of her presence was, indeed, profound.

Si Fuqing extended her hand with an arched eyebrow, “Cousin Yi’an, nice to meet you.”

“Hel-hello, Sister Qingqing, I mean…” Nian Yi’an struggled to complete his sentences, his heart sinking into despair, contemplating the absurdity of running headfirst into a wall.

Despite being a member of the debate team, he found himself at a loss for words at the most crucial moment, fearing he had made a poor impression.

“Are you playing Oracle by any chance?” Nian Tingchu came to his rescue, timely intervening. “That’s the name of the game you play, right?”

Catching up a beat too slow, Nian Yi’an responded, “Mhmm.”

Nian Tingchu, relieved, suggested, “Great, then you might as well guide your sister a bit. I’ve always thought your gaming was a waste of time, but it seems it might finally be of some use.”

Nian Yi’an was left questioning, ”

Did his standing within the familyplummet so swiftly?

Si Fuqing looked up, intrigued, “You play too?”

“Yes,” Nian Yi’an replied nervously, “just casually, it’s really nothing special.”

Ye Zhenmian, pulling Nian Tingchu aside and speaking softly, observed, “Qingqing isn’t a fearsome beast, why has he suddenly become so docile? If someone told me he was the school bully, I wouldn’t believe it.”

Nian Tingchu couldn’t help but smile, “It’s good someone can handle him. I’m quite pleased.”

“Well then, let’s head next door; there’s a computer room,” Si Fuqing, now energized, suggested. “Give me your ID, I’ll send you a little something.” She had been worried about what to give as a meeting gift.

Luckily, her backpack was well-stocked, and she was prepared to give generously.

Just days before, she had requested Ji Yun for the upcoming new legendary limited equipment and costumes, which were now perfectly timed tor use.

Nian Yi’an, in a daze, followed Si Fuqing to the adjacent room.

The computer room housed several PCs where the siblings settled down to log into the game.

Upon receiving Nian Yi’an’s game ID, Si Fuqing immediately sent a friend request.

Nian Yi’an, in his haste, clicked too quickly to notice Si Fuqing’s ID.

Then, his inbox began to chime.

[Congratulations, you’ve received the legendary limited equipment, Rainbow Wings.]

[Congratulations, you’ve received the legendary limited costume, Life as a Dream.]

[Congratulations, you’ve received the legendary limited weapon, Fish Intestine Sword.]

[Congratulations, you’ve received the premium medicinal herb, Blood

Droplets.]

The notifications continued, ringing over a dozen times, leaving Nian Yi’an almost too stunned to react.

His grip on the mouse tightened, and his pupils dilated as he finally turned to look at the sender..