When Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Si stood at the front counter, a staff member asked enthusiastically, "Hello, you two. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"This is todayâs movie list. Is there anything youâd 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 boyfriendâs true identity yesterday, Jiang Qiuqiu developed a keen interest in Mechas and war.
So she switched to the Mecha category.
Huh!
What a coincidenceâa movie about the Polar Legion Commander. The Pole! She was super familiar with it. âIsnât that where the Little Panda works?â
"Are there still seats for *Polar Legion Commander*?"
"Yes, maâam. This is our theaterâs most popular movie. If you want to see it, youâd 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! Itâs a real blockbuster!"
Hearing the words "Imperial Blade," Mo Siâs gaze finally focused.
"Is that so?" Jiang Qiuqiuâs interest was piqued. "In that case, weâll 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 didnât."
"My office probably authorized it."
"Canât we see something else?"
"Whatâs wrong?"
"It just feels a little weird."
"But I want to know more about it." Mo Si seemed reluctant to go. Jiang Qiuqiu tutted. âHeh, you little punk. As if I canât handle a Little Panda like you.â She stood on her tiptoes and whispered a few words into Mo Siâs ear.
Mo Si: !
"Are we going or not? Happy now?"
His happiness was practically written all over his face, but he didnât nod. Instead, he held up two fingers. "Make it two, and Iâll go."
Jiang Qiuqiu said, "Alright then. If youâre not going, Iâll just go by myself."
"Letâs go." Mo Si immediately pulled her back. "Weâll go together."
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For the holographic viewing experience, everyone put on a holographic helmet once the movie began.
Everyoneâs consciousness was drawn into the âworldâ of the movie.
They found themselves on a spaceship, watching everything in the movie unfold from a third-person, omniscient perspective.
This was Jiang Qiuqiuâs first time watching a movie like this, and she found it incredibly immersive.
It was a hit movie, and for good reason. It was filled with heroism, and the visual impact was intense.
It opened from a soldierâs perspective: "A new, young Commander joined the ranks today."
"A young Commander? How young can he be?" another person laughed. "Anyone who becomes a Commander out here is old enough to be a father, at least."
"...Then youâd 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 come.
A sixteen-year-old Commander would inevitably fail to win over the troops.
This was the Pole. Some soldiers in the army were twenty-six, thirty-six... even fifty-six! Forget being old enough to be his father; some were old enough to be his grandfather.
Everyone doubted this new greenhorn.
Then, very quickly, they ate their words.
A person with real ability doesnât waste time with talk. If you donât respect me, 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 challengesâand he accepted every single one.