Chapter 30

The energy accumulated over several months was completely emptied.

The long-stagnant acting attribute surged by sixty points.

The next day.

It wasn't until the sun was high that Li Luo woke up from the bed.

He stretched, his joints popping.

Turning his head, Xu Qing was still sleeping soundly on her side, a few strands of hair falling on her face, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, full of satisfaction and comfort.

Her long legs pressed against the quilt, and her chest was squeezed into a semi-circle.

What a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring.

It was only the end of February, and the temperature outside was still quite cold, but inside the room, it was like spring or summer, so Li Luo couldn't be bothered to put on clothes and left the bedroom on tiptoe.

Arriving in the living room, he first replenished his fluids.

Then he strolled to the kitchen, curiously opening the kitchen refrigerator.

Unlike the refrigerator in the living room.

This one was filled with all kinds of ingredients, presumably also purchased by Xu Qing's assistant.

After rummaging for a while.

Li Luo whistled a little tune and began to busy himself in the kitchen, feeling relaxed and content.

The eggs were fried until golden and fluffy.

He also fried the bacon until both sides were slightly charred, then sprinkled a layer of sesame seeds on top.

Finally, there was a large bag of toast slices; he threw a piece of butter into the pan, and once it melted, he placed the slices of toast in one by one, frying them slowly over low heat until they were golden and crispy.

Amidst the sizzling sound, the bedroom door opened quietly.

Wrapped in a quilt, Xu Qing rubbed her sleepy eyes and stumbled toward the scent.

Barefoot, she arrived at the kitchen door; seeing the man focused on making breakfast, she suddenly felt a sense of peace and leaned sideways against the door frame.

With a flick of his wrist, he flipped the toast.

"Are you awake?"

Looking back subconsciously, Li Luo immediately raised his eyebrows: "It'll be ready in a moment; go back to bed and lie down, I'll bring it to you in a bit."

The thin quilt was wrapped haphazardly around the woman.

It barely covered her chest.

Her smooth, delicate shoulders and the large portion of fullness below her collarbone were in full view, still bearing marks like plum blossoms—these were the medals left behind by the warrior.

Because of her leaning posture, the quilt was half-covering and half-revealing.

Li Luo's gaze traveled up along her long legs, and his whole person became full of fighting spirit again.

"No need!"

Xu Qing's eyes followed his gaze upward in shock, and she hurriedly wrapped the quilt tighter, dragging her incredibly sore legs as she fled back to the bedroom: "Let's eat in the dining room; there are still things to do today!"

"I can't take it anymore~"

Accompanying the last sentence, the sound of the door closing with a bang rang out.

Looking down.

Li Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled as he placed the fried toast into a porcelain plate.

By the time he brought all the breakfast to the dining table, Xu Qing, dressed strictly, limped out of the bedroom; seeing this, Li Luo couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

He was met with another round of playful punches and kicks.

"Not bad."

The breakfast, full of color, aroma, and taste, made Xu Qing's eyes light up.

She raised her chopsticks repeatedly toward the eggs.

After being exhausted all night, everything tasted delicious now, and to her, sometimes home-cooked dishes were even more precious.

"Today is the identity verification for the school exam; I'll go by myself." Li Luo stuffed the toast into his mouth in two or three bites and said while chewing: "You stay home and rest; I'm not so incompetent that I can't find the place."

"Alright then."

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Qing picked up a piece of oily toast: "Anyway, there are people to guide the process."

"Let's go out for dinner tonight; I'll introduce you to two people."

"Who?"

"You'll know tonight."

"Oh."

Li Luo picked up his cup indifferently and gulped down a large mouthful of orange juice.

After breakfast.

Xu Qing went back to her room to rest.

Li Luo went to the Beijing Film Academy alone with the relevant documents; the relevant procedures were handled quickly, and he curiously strolled around this institution that had produced countless stars and famous directors.

Small, extremely small.

It only took a few minutes to walk through the entire campus.

He didn't meet any stars or actors he knew, and there were no clouds of beauties or rains of handsome men as he had imagined.

However, the probability of encountering handsome men and beautiful women was indeed much higher than outside.

Their temperament was also more outstanding.

As for the temperament here, Li Luo felt it was more of a kind of vitality; people nowadays were very bold and dared to venture into anything, but they were also very timid, as the social atmosphere was still relatively conventional.

And the students at the Beijing Film Academy had a more advanced sense of freedom.

Describing it as free and loose would also be appropriate.

He didn't know if this had to do with education or family finances; most of those who could come to study art didn't have to worry about their livelihood.

Their mindset was naturally better than ordinary people.

The cold wind whistled, cutting like a knife.

After strolling around twice, Li Luo shrank his neck and walked quickly back to the Beijing Film residential compound; it seemed it would take some time to adapt to this climate.

Tianfu Hao.

The black Mercedes G500 parked steadily in the parking space.

Closing the car door.

Li Luo swung the car keys in his hand with satisfaction; it had to be said that driving this big guy on the road with a flourish was also a kind of enjoyment.

What was interesting was that not many people cut off his car along the way.

Their manners were truly high.

Exchanging a glance with Xu Qing, they walked together toward the antique-style gate.

Led by a waiter, they headed straight for the private room.

Whenever they were in public.

The capital girl always wrapped herself up tightly; unless they were extremely familiar friends, no one would ever know who she was. Even so, her slender figure still attracted quite a bit of attention along the way.

That slowly swaying waist made the crew-cut guy nearby turn his neck to follow.

His drool was almost dripping down.

"A real man."

For this behavior, Li Luo quietly gave a thumbs up.

"Slap."

The next moment, a slap rang out across his head.

"Wife."

The crew-cut man was just about to get angry, but discovering the tigress staring at him fixedly, he hurriedly put on a smiling face: "I... I just had a stiff neck, that's all!"

"Hey, wife, don't walk away."

"Hey, sir, you haven't paid the bill yet!"

The three of them ran outside one after another, causing a small commotion, which made Li Luo chuckle.

Arriving at the VIP private room.

Xu Qing untied her face mask and signaled the waiter to take the menu: "Xiao Luo, see what you want to eat; Tianfu Hao's pork knuckle is not bad—the sauce is rich, fatty but not greasy; it's done just right."

"Authentic."

Li Luo took over her words and teased: "I don't see many streets or alleys in your capital, just 'authentic' everywhere!"

When she introduced the mutton hot pot yesterday, she had used the same words.

He really couldn't help but tease her.

"Pfft~"

The waiter couldn't help but laugh at these words, then hurriedly straightened her expression.

Although she recognized Xu Qing.

She didn't show any surprise; Tianfu Hao was a time-honored brand in the capital, so it was normal for celebrities to appear.

Xu Qing was so angry her teeth itched,

but with outsiders present, she could only secretly kick him under the table.

"Let's just have a pork knuckle."

Li Luo endured the pain and closed the menu, handing it back: "I don't know much about anything else, so you decide."

In social situations, one must do social things.

Although the other party would accept whatever he ordered, he still had to consider others' tastes.

Xu Qing was not polite either.

She casually ordered a few dishes with lighter flavors.

After the waiter left, Li Luo was just about to ask about the guests they were hosting tonight when the private room door was pushed open, and a crisp greeting rang out: "Sister Qing, what made you think of treating us to dinner today?"

"Xiao Qing."

Following closely was a deep male voice: "Rare indeed; I haven't seen you for a long time!"

A woman and a man walked into the private room one after another.

"Feihong."

Xu Qing stood up, first hugging the elegantly tempered woman lightly, then shaking hands with the fifty-something bald man with a smile: "Teacher Huo, you know I just finished filming."

Seeing this, Li Luo also stood up with a smile.

What the identity of the newcomer was.

He probably had an idea.