[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme":3,"chapter-starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-chapter-29":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from Hong Shixian: A Chinese Entertainment Rise",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2351308,4599,"Chapter 29: Make a Slingshot to Break Your Window (Seeking Collections and Recommendations)","starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-chapter-29",29,"\u003Cp>Imperial Capital\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yellow and black taxi turned onto the Third Ring Road, then headed west, making its way toward the Haidian District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui sat in the back row, resting his chin on his hand and looking out the window, his gaze filled with a hint of astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought that having experienced the barrage of big data before his transmigration, he wouldn't be surprised by any so-called first-tier metropolis, but... the prosperity of the Imperial Capital was far beyond his imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether before or after his transmigration, he had never witnessed such an incomparably prosperous city with his own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you enter the world of construction, the mortal world becomes a stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he transmigrated, he was either at a construction site or on his way to one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he had time off, he would return home—to his own eighteenth-tier small city—and every time he arrived, he was so exhausted he just wanted to collapse and sleep; he had absolutely no interest in going out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of prosperous world, Qi Hui had only ever seen on a mobile phone screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he had followed his company to build many high-rise buildings, he had never gone back to see those buildings after they were completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor could he afford to buy any of the houses he had helped build.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Covered in silk...\" what was the rest of that line again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui scratched his head; reciting poetry was too difficult for an engineering student like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young man, is this your first time in our Imperial Capital?\" The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, \"You don't have scenery like our Imperial Capital in other places, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui smiled and said, \"You’ve got the wrong impression there; I actually went to university right around here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my, look at my brain,\" the driver exclaimed. \"You went to the Beijing Film Academy, I didn't react in time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha, you flatter me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, you drive a taxi, you must have been all over the Imperial Capital, right?\" Qi Hui casually found a topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the driver became energized, and his chatterbox opened up: \"That goes without saying. I dare say there isn't a place in the entire Imperial Capital I'm not familiar with; I've been everywhere...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a time, the Beijing accent echoed in Qi Hui's ears as the driver talked incessantly, from the south of the city to the north, from the east to the west.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having finished with space, he started chatting about time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke from the Yongle era to the Chongzhen era, from the Yongzheng era to the Gengzi year, and even mentioned Dagu Fort in passing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected of an Imperial Capital driver; you have to admit, that was truly authentic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haidian, Tucheng Road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui had wanted to get off at the school gate, but rows of luxury cars had almost blocked the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply got out and walked the rest of the way to the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the school entrance, a red carpet had already been laid out, and two rows of beautiful ceremonial guards stood on either side, looking quite grand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was the school's fiftieth anniversary celebration, so a bit of grandeur was normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui walked to the registration desk and handed over his invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? A senior from the 2005 Acting Class?\" the student union member said in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's Yang Mi's class!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, a girl nearby immediately leaned in: \"Is it Tang Xuejian's class? Let me see!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever the 2005 class of the Beijing Film Academy was mentioned, it was always Yang Mi's class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just them; directors and producers like Zhang Jian and Jiang Wei were the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no helping it; \"Paladin 3\" was too popular. Even if people across the country hadn't watched the show, they knew the two characters Jingtian and Tang Xuejian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior, please go in.\" The student from the student union handed the invitation back and gave Qi Hui a seat number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui waved his hand and turned to walk inside the school gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked at Qi Hui's back, lost in thought, and a moment later, she had a realization: \"Oh my, isn't this that senior who caught the fugitive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He looked so cool with the bayonet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy beside her widened his eyes, hurriedly got up to look for Qi Hui, and said with some annoyance, \"I didn't recognize him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, if I'd known, I would have asked for his autograph.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl said with disdain, \"Didn't you say all day that he was handsome? You didn't even recognize him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy gave an awkward smile: \"I was too busy looking at the gun and the bayonet; how could I notice his face?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch~\" the girl scoffed; why look at wood and iron instead of such a handsome face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the campus, Qi Hui looked left and right, wandering around aimlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seat number was for the playground, in the alumni seating area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was here just to be part of the atmosphere, to listen to the leaders speak and shout \"666\" on cue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there were also alumni representatives speaking, but only the outstanding alumni would go on stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? You kid came back too?\" Just as Qi Hui was wandering, a voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his head, he saw a short old man with a round face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jinsong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had the same name as Uncle Dong from *The Thunder*, but he wasn't the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the vice dean of the Beijing Film Academy's School of Performing Arts and had taught Qi Hui's class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had he taught them, but he had also directed their class's graduation play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the impression Qi Hui had of him was deepest from the role of the mental patient he played in the movie *Who Says I Don't Care*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line \"Pull out a rubber band to make a slingshot and break your window\" made people burst into laughter, and even a professional actor like Wang Zhiwen couldn't hold back and broke character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a professional comedian like Feng Gong who was impressive enough to keep a straight face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a legendary scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo, Dean Wang, you still remember me?\" Qi Hui laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jinsong laughed heartily: \"How could I forget? You all were the best class of students I ever taught.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And it hasn't been that long since you graduated, has it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he had long forgotten; he had too many things to do every day, handling school affairs, balancing teaching, and having people come to him for acting roles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he remember a student like Qi Hui, who had no special traits other than being handsome?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beijing Film Academy lacked nothing except handsome men and beautiful women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But hadn't Qi Hui done a big thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, in front of the cameras, the three Beijing Film Academy students had been humble and respectful to each other, with a relationship that was incredibly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have to know this was the entertainment industry, a vanity fair where everyone was desperate to get famous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the three students from the Beijing Film Academy yielding the spotlight to each other, who wouldn't praise the school after seeing that scene?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It even improved the reputation of the Beijing Film Academy, and he, as someone who had taught Qi Hui, shared in the honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\" Qi Hui expressed doubt: \"That's not what you said when you were directing our graduation play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did I say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You said we were the worst class of students you had ever led.\" Qi Hui relentlessly brought up the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Wang coughed into his fist: \"Cough... wasn't that just to make you more serious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said that every year; he was used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, since you're back, eat well, drink well, and have fun,\" Wang Jinsong said, patting Qi Hui on the shoulder. \"If you have time, teach the juniors some work; didn't you often run over to the 2007 class to teach little Zhang?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, remember, don't mess with the junior girls, or I won't spare you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he walked away quickly, afraid that Qi Hui would bring up more old accounts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the little old man leave, Qi Hui shrugged helplessly, preparing to walk around the Beijing Film Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no interest in listening to the leaders speak and didn't want to go to the playground so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before graduation, he had to listen to leaders speak and couldn't walk around freely; after graduation, he still had to listen to leaders speak and couldn't walk around freely—wouldn't that mean he graduated for nothing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beijing Film Academy wasn't actually big, just over a hundred acres; he finished walking it in a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engineering university Qi Hui attended before his transmigration had a total area of over four thousand acres; he even had to take a bus just to pick up a package.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to that, the Beijing Film Academy looked like a small, old, and broken place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior!\" Just then, a female voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui was stunned; was she calling me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately turned his head and saw a very beautiful girl with bright, sweet features, a tall and slender figure, and a lot of charisma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Tian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui recognized her at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't think I know her... Qi Hui couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior, it's me, Jing Tian.\" The girl looked delighted, seeing Qi Hui's slightly confused expression, she said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you remember me? Last time you came to our class, I even asked you for advice on a problem!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Hui: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This conversation felt so familiar; it felt like he had seen it somewhere before...\u003C\u002Fp>",1642,"2026-06-21T03:10:06.472Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","9a0323149af5a68a2ac28588b64a7e6fb7189258ccb2a97a3ad819a41933f02f","starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-chapter-30","starting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-chapter-28",202,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-hong-shixian-a-chinese-entertainme-cover.jpg"]