Chapter Six Her Dream

  "Oh, and how's your current dream going? Is it okay?" Zhou Shaoming knew that Kristina's current acting skills were only 55 points, which was not enough to achieve her dreams, but he still asked casually.

  "I started modeling at 15, but I wasn't famous. So far, I've only acted in a few TV dramas and played some small roles." Christina was originally a lively and cheerful girl, now chatting and finally opening up a bit, her voice no longer trembling.

  "And you? Tell me about yourself." Kristina asked curiously, this guy who had secretly liked her and tied himself to her, still didn't have any dishonest moves, and kept a safe distance from her, not daring to touch her. This friendly gesture gave her the courage to ask.

  "I? Haha, yesterday I was still the adopted son of a billionaire, driving a brand new and stylish Ferrari, living in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. I thought that's how my life would be, just drifting along until death." Zhou Shaoming thought for a moment, then revealed his entire identity in this world to Kirsten.

  "But today, my adoptive father died, and my elder brother took away all the family property, not leaving me a single penny. Now I'm just a poor wretch! Only this house is left."

  "Oh, what bad luck. But this house can still sell for a million or two dollars, you save some and it's still livable"

  "But I have dreams too!"

  "What dream?"

  "My adoptive father started a film company, so I've loved movies since I was little. I want to make one, no, several films that shake the world! Super profitable films! That way, I can hold the Best Director award at the Oscars and shout to the world, 'I'm the king of the world!'"

  Christina couldn't help but smile, unfolding her flower-like face, and teased: "That's what James Cameron said at the 1997 Oscars, that's his patent! If you say something like that too, all the newspapers in the world will scold you as a crazy man who imitates others."

  Two people chatted slowly, unknowingly changing from back to back to face to face, gazing at each other. Although it was a bit hard to see the other's face in the darkness, they could feel each other's eyes, as if they were intimate lovers chatting, their breathing softly brushing against each other's faces.

  Unlike others, Zhou Shaoming and Kristina had their hands cuffed, speaking in a mysterious and unclear manner.

  Zhou Shaoming smiled awkwardly, he just remembered that someone had said the same thing so crazily before, and was thinking of plagiarizing it as his own motto when he succeeded. Fortunately, someone pointed out the way, or else he would have been laughed to death.

  "Then, I'll hold up the little golden man and say, 'I'm the king of kings', how's that? More impressive, right?" Zhou Shaoming raised an eyebrow and batted his eyelashes, making Kristen burst out laughing again.

  "What kind of movie do you plan to shoot, Mr. Da Dao?" After all, as someone in the circle, Christina still had some concern about these things and couldn't help but ask curiously.

  "Hmm, let me think. It's 1999 now? Then I'll make a film about dreams! Hehe, probably no one else would dare to make it at this time."

  "A story about dreams? Is it like a horror movie like A Nightmare on Elm Street?" Christina's eyes widened, her long eyelashes fluttering, her perfect facial features faintly visible in the darkness, making Zhou Shaoming stare blankly.

  "Uh, before I tell this story, what role do you want to play? Maybe one day, I'll ask you to be my heroine and you can win the Oscar for Best Actress! " Zhou Shaoming chuckled, trying to cover up his embarrassment. But what was even more pathetic was that no matter how hard he tried not to think about it, the thing below wouldn't budge, no matter how hard he tried to move it."

  "Hmph, don't come to me with that. Just now some guy said he's a poor devil, and yet he thinks I can become the Oscar Best Actress? Don't fool me, I'm not one of those naive girls waiting on the street for a celebrity to take a photo with, I know how tough this circle is. The colorful Hollywood, tens of thousands of people want to make a name for themselves here. They're like sardines in a can, squeezed together. But how many people are struggling in the dark, waiting, even exhausting their whole life without any opportunity? Some girls who couldn't take it anymore were deceived and jumped off the building, ending their young lives. My good friend, she... " Christina's voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible, as if immersed in sad memories.

  It's not easy being an actor, a star, and a world-renowned superstar!

  The most well-known actors' union in the US, SAG, has over 120,000 members. How many of them can make a living solely from their acting income? Among these 120,000 people, less than 5% can earn an annual salary of over $100,000, while there are countless other jobs in the US that pay over $100,000 per year.

  Moreover, more than 72% of the actor union members have an annual income of less than $5,000. These people are just chasing their dreams, but the income they earn from movies is not even comparable to that of street cleaners or dishwashers in Chinatown who work without legal status!

  They only saw the dazzling starlight, and like moths to a flame, they voluntarily rushed over, burning themselves out in the cruel reality, leaving no trace behind.

  Christina is a very smart girl, at the age of 15, she stepped onto the stage with her mother's encouragement. In four years, she has seen countless inside stories and failed cases. But under her hard work, she finally achieved some small success. However, this time being kidnapped by Zhou Shaoming, what will happen to her future?

  Thinking of this, Kristina's heart couldn't help but sink again.

  Zhou Shaoming felt the atmosphere was not right, coughed and quickly brought the topic back: "The movie I'm talking about that's about dreams, it's so cool, it's to die for! You'll definitely love this movie!"

  "Oh, then you tell me!" Kristina was still just a 19-year-old big girl after all, and with one sentence she was led astray by Zhou Shaoming.

  "The story goes..."

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  The sky outside the window gradually turned white, and then gradually darkened. The sound of rain pattering against the windowsill came from outside. Zhou Shaoming sat up, rubbed his eyes, and slowly got used to the darkness in the room. Looking at the luxurious decorations inside the house, which were so exquisite that they seemed almost otherworldly, Zhou Shaoming really didn't know whether he had arrived in heaven or hell.

  Next to him was Christina, sleeping like a baby.

  Her face is as delicate as an angel, with long and curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, slightly thin but extremely sexy lips, tender and lovely.

  Golden hair flows like a waterfall, with small earrings on her ears, setting off the 19-year-old girl's tender and sexy appearance.

  Zhou Shaoming straightened his body, he had thought it through last night and decided not to sell the house for now, otherwise Kristina would have nowhere to settle. He planned to look up a few of his foster father's former friends, who were also well-known wealthy men, hoping they could invest in his movie out of respect for their past relationship.

  Zhou Shaoming's movement awakened Christina, she opened her charming eyes and asked softly: "Are you going out?"