When Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Si stood at the front counter, a staff mber asked enthusiastically, "Hello, you two. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"This is today’s movie list. Is there anything you’d like to watch?"
The movie list was also holographic. There were quite a few films playing today, divided into several categories. Jiang Qiuqiu had originally only wanted to watch a romance to teach Mo Si a thing or two.
But after suddenly discovering her boyfriend’s true identity yesterday, Jiang Qiuqiu developed a keen interest in chas and war.
So she switched to the cha category.
Huh!
What a coincidence—a movie about the Polar Legion Commander. The Pole! She was super familiar with it. ’Isn’t that where the Little Panda works?’
"Are there still seats for *Polar Legion Commander*?"
"Yes, ma’am. This is our theater’s most popular movie. If you want to see it, you’d better book quickly, otherwise you might have to wait for the next showing."
The ticket seller pitched it enthusiastically, "This is a film based on our very own Imperial Blade! It’s a real blockbuster!"
Hearing the words "Imperial Blade," Mo Si’s gaze finally focused.
"Is that so?" Jiang Qiuqiu’s interest was piqued. "In that case, we’ll see this one. Two tickets, please."
The movie was just as the ticket seller had said; tickets were selling out fast. After they got their tickets, the movie was starting in just five or six minutes, so Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Si could go right in.
On the way, Jiang Qiuqiu asked him, "Did you authorize a movie to be made about you?"
"...I didn’t."
"My office probably authorized it."
"Can’t we see sothing else?"
"What’s wrong?"
"It just feels a little weird."
"But I want to know more about it." Mo Si seed reluctant to go. Jiang Qiuqiu tutted. ’Heh, you little punk. As if I can’t handle a Little Panda like you.’ She stood on her tiptoes and whispered a few words into Mo Si’s ear.
Mo Si: !
"Are we going or not? Happy now?"
His happiness was practically written all over his face, but he didn’t nod. Instead, he held up two fingers. "Make it two, and I’ll go."
Jiang Qiuqiu said, "Alright then. If you’re not going, I’ll just go by myself."
"Let’s go." Mo Si imdiately pulled her back. "We’ll go together."
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For the holographic viewing experience, everyone put on a holographic helt once the movie began.
Everyone’s consciousness was drawn into the ’world’ of the movie.
They found themselves on a spaceship, watching everything in the movie unfold from a third-person, omniscient perspective.
This was Jiang Qiuqiu’s first ti watching a movie like this, and she found it incredibly imrsive.
It was a hit movie, and for good reason. It was filled with heroism, and the visual impact was intense.
It opened from a soldier’s perspective: "A new, young Commander joined the ranks today."
"A young Commander? How young can he be?" another person laughed. "Anyone who becos a Commander out here is old enough to be a father, at least."
"...Then you’d be wrong."
"Just how young is he?"
"Sixteen."
This was the first part of the movie, and before it had even truly begun, you could feel it setting the stage for all the hot-blooded action to co.
A sixteen-year-old Commander would inevitably fail to win over the troops.
This was the Pole. So soldiers in the army were twenty-six, thirty-six... even fifty-six! Forget being old enough to be his father; so were old enough to be his grandfather.
Everyone doubted this new greenhorn.
Then, very quickly, they ate their words.
A person with real ability doesn’t waste ti with talk. If you don’t respect , then we fight.
The victor rules, the vanquished obeys.
Person after person challenged the sixteen-year-old in the center of the field to duels and challenges—and he accepted every single one.
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