Fall In Love With A Substitute – The Movie Queen’s Little Fortune Butterfly, Chapter 27
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Chapter 1-9.1
Chapter 9.2-26
Jian Yixin came to the first floor of the hotel and looked around. In the reading area, she found Lin Qinglu.
Although it was only a back view, her graceful figure and temperament clearly distinguished her from others, with a high degree of recognition.
Considering the people coming and going, Jian Yixin approached before softly calling out, “Qinglu.”
When Lin Qinglu called her and said she couldn’t go up without her room card, Jian Yixin almost immediately came up with a solution – with Lin Qinglu’s face, she could just take off her mask and swipe her face, and the hotel staff would take her up without saying a word.
But Lin Qinglu’s voice was a bit hoarse, mixed with an inexplicable strangeness. Jian Yixin hesitated, then picked up her coat and went downstairs herself.
Sure enough, as she approached Lin Qinglu, she could smell a faint scent of alcohol. When she turned around, there was even a rose-like blush on her face, as if a light blush had been lightly brushed across her cheeks, leaving behind faint red marks.
“The room card is with Liu Lele. She’s not here, could you come down for a moment?”
“Okay.” Jian Yixin didn’t ask much, said gently.
Lin Qinglu, who always spoke concisely, repeated the reason. It seemed like she had drunk quite a bit. Jian Yixin thought to herself, “Wait for me.”
“Um?” Lin Qinglu subconsciously responded.
Half a glass of white wine had already gone down her throat and she was already slightly drunk, but her gaze still chased after Song Pianxian’s figure.
Song Pianxian gave herself a comforting smile and walked to the hotel counter, taking out her identification card–
Huh??
“Help me open another room.” Jian Yixin handed the ID to the front desk and thought briefly before adding, “Open it next to mine.”
That way, in case Liu Lele came back late, it would be convenient to look after her.
“Okay.”
The hotel front desk quickly opened the room, Jian Yixin took the new room card, returned to Lin Qinglu’s side, and smiled, “Let’s go, let’s go upstairs.”
“…”
Jian Yixin walked carefully half a step behind Lin Qinglu.
She opened the conversation window with Luo Chun, told Luo Chun about Lin Qinglu’s condition, and then put away her phone.
She looked up at Lin Qinglu, who was lowering her head slightly, looking a bit unwell.
“Dizzy?”
“No.” Lin Qinglu’s reply was exceptionally brief.
The elevator arrived, and the two stepped in. Jian Yixin swiped the room card and saw that Lin Qinglu kept pursing her lips. She sighed inwardly and said:
“Have you had a lot to drink?”
“Not much.”
“Then you can sit for a while before taking a shower. If you’ve had a lot to drink, wait another hour or two. Also, don’t make the water too hot.” Jian Yixin reminded her carefully.
Lin Qinglu glanced at her and then murmured in agreement.
On the floor, Jian Yixin led Lin Qinglu toward the room. The carpet was thick and soft, stepping on it felt like touching cotton candy.
She opened the room for Lin Qinglu first, inserted the room card, and the room was brightly lit: “Rest well, I’ll go ask when Lele will be back.”
The entrance to the room was relatively narrow, and the two stood side by side, their shoulders almost touching. The scent of alcohol wafted in the air, a faint hint of intoxication.
After Jian Yixin finished her instructions, she was about to leave.
“I… I feel dizzy.”
Jian Yixin halted her steps. Wasn’t she just fine a moment ago?
She looked at Lin Qinglu.
They were almost the same height, but Lin Qinglu was wearing high heels while Jian Yixin was in slippers. When Jian Yixin went to greet people, she only wore comfortable home shoes, so now she needed to tilt her head slightly to look at her.
Lin Qinglu’s pupils were covered with a thin layer of drunkenness, reflecting the faint yellow light at the entrance, making her eyes seem like hazy starry skies.
The blush on her face had spread to her ears, her brows slightly furrowed, her gaze not meeting Jian Yixin’s directly, but landing randomly in the air, making her look a bit pitiful.
Jian Yixin was taken aback, not immediately responding.
Lin Qinglu sneakily glanced at her, then looked away again.
Jian Yixin was at a loss.
“Then shall I order you some sobering soup? You can lean on the sofa for a while.”
Taking advantage of the slight intoxication, Lin Qinglu boldly pretended not to hear clearly. She took a half step forward and placed her head on the other person’s rounded and slender shoulder.
The movement carried a hint of cautious probing. Although they were already close, she didn’t dare to let the other person bear any weight, just keeping close.
The door was still not closed, and the person who wanted to leave was trapped in place by these small actions.
In the large mirror on the dressing table, the slightly taller woman slightly bent over, leaning against the other person’s shoulder. The two figures stood together, their clothes rubbing against each other.
Jian Yixin’s body was somewhat stiff.
She was very unaccustomed to intimate actions with others, especially with Lin Qinglu’s breath spraying on her neck, warm and moist, exceptionally clear.
“…Leaning,” Lin Qinglu murmured.
Jian Yixin felt a bit helpless, her tone carrying a hint of resignation, yet still gentle:
“I didn’t mean for you to lean on me, it’s the sofa.”
She reached out, intending to help Lin Qinglu up from herself. But when her fingertips touched Lin Qinglu’s elbow, she paused.
This body seemed even more tense than her own.
Was she nervous?
Jian Yixin was taken aback, then realized that although Lin Qinglu was leaning on her as if she were a “sofa,” there was no weight on her shoulders at all.
It was as if only a feather lightly landed on her shoulder, not the weight of an adult woman who was intoxicated and relying on her.
The room was very quiet, Lin Qinglu’s eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes brushing against the other’s neck, breathing lightly and evenly, each breath controlled with great effort.
In the scent between their breaths, she caught a comforting warmth.
Could she be drunk? Why did her head start to feel dizzy?
Jian Yixin felt like sighing again.
She hadn’t expected that the biggest crisis she would encounter during her mission execution would be the host’s sexual orientation issue.
She had been avoiding suspicion. Especially the scene in the dressing room today was too inappropriate.
Lin Qinglu getting close was one thing, but she unexpectedly didn’t decisively avoid it. Upon closer examination, both sides were at fault, and coincidentally, they were seen by the audience of Ji Liu and the other party’s live stream.
She did indeed like Lin Qinglu’s work and personality very much. The two got along very comfortably and naturally, their auras matched, like old friends.
From a psychological perspective, Jian Yixin didn’t mind some intimate gestures with the other party, but she probably felt that Lin Qinglu misunderstood.
Therefore, when she brought Lin Qinglu back, she opened a new room alone, without any intention of getting closer.
But Lin Qinglu, like this…
Careful, nervous, apprehensive, probing.
Someone who was usually proud and unwilling to bow down lowered her head in front of her and leaned in gently, yet was afraid of rejection.
Jian Yixin’s fingertips rested on her arm for a long time.
09 was stunned by this scene: “Wh-what is this, what should we do…”
“She’s drunk,” Jian Yixin said.
It was unclear if she was saying it to 09 or herself.
She let go of Lin Qinglu’s hand and looked at the intertwined figures in the mirror.
She saw her face in the mirror, with eyes filled with resignation, yet also with a hint of indulgence and softness.
Jian Yixin’s heart trembled. She looked away, took a deep breath, and asked softly:
“Feeling better now?”
“No.” Lin Qinglu’s voice sounded muffled, buried in Jian Yixin’s shoulder, her cat ears drooped, sounding quite aggrieved, “My head is spinning.”
This time, Lin Qinglu wasn’t lying.
Why did she feel dizzy when she got close to Song Pianxian?
What’s going on?
Unable to do anything, Jian Yixin stayed with Lin Qinglu for a while.
After Liu Lele took Lin Qinglu back, Jian Yixin returned to her room, continued to handle unfinished business, and tied up loose ends.
To be frank, this overtime was brought on by herself.
As a first-tier female star, Ji Liu’s live stream room had a very large audience. The scene in the dressing room was filmed, with Lin Qinglu as one of the protagonists, in an ambiguous position, and the other party is a beautiful woman. That was enough.
Lin Qinglu, who had never been involved in scandalous rumors, came out shortly after. She was soon caught on camera in Ji Liu’s live stream room in a compromising situation.
When Luo Chun saw this news, her vision darkened for a moment.
She trembled as she clicked on it. Sure enough, the exceptionally beautiful oval face on the other side belonged to their newly appointed CEO, Ms. Song!
Luo Chun took a deep breath and was about to confront Lin Qinglu:
Is this your improvement measure after reflecting on your “insufficient expression”?
As she walked to the door, she received a call from Ms. Song: “Don’t blame Qinglu for this matter, let her focus on filming, we will handle it.”
Luo Chun: “…Okay.”
After the call ended, Luo Chun’s face was filled with complexity.
Although Ms. Song never blushed or got excited about her artists, this level of care was unparalleled, like protecting her own calf and securely sheltering Lin Qinglu under her wings.
Thinking about the other party’s appearance and personality, gentle and steady, considerate in every aspect, it was no wonder Lin Qinglu liked her.
It was no wonder Lin Qinglu thought Song Pianxian liked her.
After this call, the hot search quickly dropped from first to last place. Many people hadn’t even seen it, and the topic disappeared from the rankings.
Only dedicated fans held the truth, and the news circulated within a small circle, without causing a sensation in the public eye.
Luo Chun felt relieved.
—In the evening, Lin Qinglu received a call, and the matter was brought up again.
“Lin Qinglu, how did you end up in someone else’s room?”
“I didn’t go to her room.”
“…Why do you still sound a bit regretful?”
“I am a bit.” Lin Qinglu’s voice was lazy, tinged with post-drinking weariness, her eyelids drooping. “What’s the matter?”
“I’m reminding you to be more careful in your actions.”
“Hmm?”
Luo Chun worriedly said, “Ever since you developed a crush, I’ve been worried that your infatuation with the dance double on set would spread.”
Lin Qinglu couldn’t be bothered to argue with her: “Yes, yes, yes, I’m listening.”
“But now I’m more worried. What if the future headlines read: Shock! Actress Lin Qinglu kept by Moonlight’s top management, was reduced to a canary.”
Lin Qinglu pondered for two seconds:
“Sounds not bad, huh?”
“…”
“In any case, rein yourself in a bit.”
“Mm.”
Lin Qinglu lowered her gaze. She couldn’t afford to rein herself in; she still had to act, and Song Pianxian was leaving.
After the solo dance, Jian Yixin officially focused her attention on Moonlight’s affairs, not the only one shifting her focus onto work.
Inside the office.
“Do you know about the situation at Starry Sky?” Wu Cai sat opposite to Jian Yixin, legs crossed, and leisurely asked.
Jian Yixin nodded: “Starry Sky has made a good response.”
At Starry Sky, Ji Jing was removed from the position of president after a major mistake. However, instead of being relegated to a subsidiary, he was appointed as a senior director at Starry Sky, also serving as vice president.
It was a rather ambiguous position, overseeing a bit of everything. Wu Cai, who was half of the board of directors, naturally knew the board’s attitude.
It was just that they valued Ji Jing’s abilities and didn’t see it as the “president becoming a director” that everyone mocked, thinking that Ji Jing’s career had come to an end.
Jian Yixin’s keen judgment surprised Wu Cai, who scrutinized this young woman before saying:
“Ji Jing has quite a few projects in his hands: a movie aiming for awards, an S-tier variety show, and a bunch of big and small things. If he can complete a few impressive projects, he might be able to return to the limelight.”
Wu Cai took out a slender lady’s cigarette from the cigarette box and held it between her fingers: “Ms. Song, I followed you here. Don’t make me regret my choice.”
There was a hint of provocation in her words.
Jian Yixin smiled but didn’t say anything.
As the male lead in romantic novels, as long as he set aside his love for the female lead, Ji Jing indeed could make a comeback.
Wu Cai wouldn’t be unaware of Ji Jing’s capabilities. She was willing to give up on Starry Sky and instead agree to her conditions, taking a gamble on Moonlight. Naturally, there was a soft spot for her.
“What event is Wei Wei attending today?”
Wu Cai’s action of lighting a cigarette paused.
“She’s shooting an advertisement.”
“Is it the yogurt brand mentioned by Zeng Liang?” Jian Yixin said casually, “I remember. Zeng Liang mentioned that this yogurt is highly popular, and Wei Wei is a perfect fit for the brand’s requirement of freshness and vitality.”
Wu Cai’s hand movement paused for a moment, and she subtly put down the lighter.
“We should thank Director Zeng for introducing such a good resource to Wei Wei.”
Wu Cai had to admit Moonlight’s treatment of Xu Weiwei. She immediately provided her with many good resources upon her arrival, especially Zeng Liang, who represented Song Pianxian. It seemed like Zeng Liang had more resources in her hands than even the Business Department, all of which were excellent.
Jian Yixin smiled and casually remarked, “If it were at Starry Sky, it might have been assigned to Ye Zixuan. Their brand images are quite similar.”
Wu Cai’s calm smile faltered for a moment.
“Sister Wu.” Jian Yixin picked up the lighter on the table and lit her cigarette, her movements deliberate.
Through the wisps of smoke, Wu Cai could see those clear eyes, as if they could see through the distance and the façade, effortlessly seeing through her true intentions and goals.
While insightfully observing everything, she also carried a natural warmth, making it impossible not to listen to her words.
“As long as I’m here, Wei Wei will always receive the best treatment.”
This wasn’t necessarily true; Moonlight had many female stars. Wu Cai blurted out:
“Compared to Lin Qinglu?”
Jian Yixin’s gaze hardened.
“This question shouldn’t even exist in the first place. The two have different positions.”
Wu Cai realized her slip of the tongue and quickly smiled: “I misspoke.”
Considering Xu Weiwei’s level of fame, it was premature to think about this. And she was right; Lin Qinglu and Xu Weiwei had a good relationship, with different positions, so there shouldn’t be any competition between them. Instead, they could support each other.
Unlike at Starry Sky, even though she’s on the board, the executive power lies with Ji Jing. He has repeatedly favored Ye Zixuan, delaying Xu Weiwei’s development several times. A female star only has a few good years, and if this continues, she’ll never progress.
If it weren’t for this, she wouldn’t have been swayed by Song Pianxian. After coming to Moonlight, there haven’t been any unpleasant incidents. It’s all been advantageous, and fair.
Thinking this way, Wu Cai felt much more relieved.
Just as Wu Cai had comforted herself, she heard her superior say:
“However, if there’s a conflict, Lin Qinglu takes priority in everything.”
The CEO who had just been fair and impartial was now suppressing her?
After a moment of silence, Wu Cai adjusted her fur coat and said, “Is your CP real?”
Jian Yixin: “…No.”
“Oh.”
“Take care of your artists well. They’re all promising talents.” Jian Yixin changed the subject and gave instructions, “As for Starry Sky, there’s no need to worry.”
Wu Cai’s eyes lit up. “Are we going to deal with Starry Sky?”
Jian Yixin chuckled. “Market competition.”
Hmm.
Wu Cai felt relieved. After leaving the office, she immediately opened her phone and searched for the Lin-Song CP.
Lin Qinglu was the priority for company resources, but they still had to deal with Starry Sky. Until now, they hadn’t let go of Ji Jing. If it wasn’t for Lin Qinglu, what else could it be for?
She didn’t believe that the CP wasn’t real.
Previously, because of Ji Jing’s favoritism, Starry Sky’s image had suffered, and they urgently needed quality work to salvage their reputation. However, both movies and TV dramas require time to produce, so the most effective solution would be variety shows.
Therefore, Starry Sky paid full attention to the high-level project they had in hand, showing a strong determination to turn it into a phenomenon-level variety show.
Half a month after Wu Cai approached Jian Yixin for a conversation, Starry Sky’s official Weibo account officially started warming up for this variety show.
On the same day, all the public information about this variety show appeared on Jian Yixin’s desk.
The variety show is called “Him You Don’t Know,” jointly created with an online platform, focusing on “knowing the guests behind the aura.” The production team will deeply film the lives of the guests, showing their other side.
This theme best satisfies the audience’s curiosity. The guests invited by Starry Sky are shining stars:
The female lead of classic movies, the goddess of countless young men and women, agreed to be filmed by Starry Sky Entertainment this time.
A middle-aged director acclaimed as a master, whose wife is a model representing the country on the international stage, and whose daughter is a national sweetheart who smiles like an angel, will all appear together on the show.
From a family of Peking Opera, transitioning to pop music, a quirky genius song god who practiced the motto “rising to the top upon debut” with a single album, never accepting interviews, has also been persuaded by Starry Sky to disclose his privacy in front of the camera.
…
“I’m really amazed! Starry Sky is awesome!!!”
“Honey!!! How did Starry Sky convince them? Our dormitory is all crowing like chickens!!”
“Producer Ji Jing? Amazing, he’s extraordinary even as a director.”
“It’s really impressive that they could invite them. Ji Jing is amazing.”
…
“Just with the warm-up of ‘Him You Don’t Know,’ it trended in the top five on Weibo within three days, lifting the low-pressure Starry Sky was experiencing recently, making everyone walk a bit lighter.”
Ji Jing was praised via video call by the board of directors:
“…You’ve done very well this time. Focus on this one project for now, you can take it slow with the others, but make this one perfect. I want to see flawless results.”
This was a high demand, but faced with the challenge, Ji Jing ignited his fighting spirit and masculine conquest desire. He confidently said:
“Rest assured, I will definitely make this program a success, not only sweeping the same period but also becoming a phenomenon for the next two years–“
“Director Ji, Director Ji.” Secretary Xiao Zhou, who was receiving information on the side, raised his head, interrupting Ji Jing.
Ji Jing was very displeased, but he knew Xiao Zhou had been with him for so long that he wouldn’t dare to interrupt unless it was urgent. He asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter?”
Xiao Zhou’s face was pale. “Moonlight Entertainment has also released a variety show trailer…”
So please don’t make promises lightly! Otherwise, you’ll end up with an egg on your face again!
Ji Jing reflexively trembled.
This feeling was inexplicably familiar. He was momentarily dazed, barely steadying himself. “Show me.”
Xiao Zhou handed him the phone quickly, saying, “This variety show is somewhat similar to ours in positioning, but the core is also about the guests’ private lives. The main thing is, their guests are really…”
A cold snort came from the director on the video call. “Who did they invite? We’ve already invited guests who are top-tier in terms of attention and relevance in the industry. I don’t believe it—”
“You should take a look first.” Ji Jing stared fixedly at the phone screen, gritting his teeth and squeezing out his words.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and he felt like he was burning up inside, his frustration threatening to overwhelm him. If only he could breathe fire and burn away the suffocating reality.
The previously jubilant office now felt stagnant, filled with the air of impending failure. Everyone’s faces were grim.
After a long silence on the director’s end, upon seeing the lineup of guests, he exclaimed, “H-how could this—”
Yes, how could this happen?
“I heard Moonlight has a new director and CEO…”
“Find out!”
Within a week of Starry Sky’s variety show warming up, Moonlight Entertainment’s flagship variety show, “The Sky Above,” also made its debut.
With a name that seemed like an artsy film, there was no desire to read further, and netizens quickly scrolled past.
After a two-second delay, their brains caught up with their scrolling hands, hastily scrolling back to carefully examine the fleeting lineup of guests.
“??? I see the name of the richest heiress from country S on the domestic variety show list?! The number one heiress from country S appearing on a variety show in Huaguo? Meow meow meow meow?”
“I can’t breathe, I actually get to see what Bell is doing after retirement in my lifetime, I bow down to Moonlight.”
“I just want to know how they persuaded a Nobel laureate to accept a variety show shoot, this is not even in the realm of variety shows, right??? I thought I was watching an online variety show. How did you manage to invite the big shots that only Guo Jia would be worthy of? #Kneeling”
“I understand why it’s called ‘The Sky Above’ now, they are truly the stars we can’t reach, it’s Moonlight that gives us the opportunity to see their starlight up close.”
It’s not just netizens who don’t understand, Moonlight itself was also shocked.
The unimaginable life of the rich, which belongs only to socialites, can be described as extravagant and indulgent, but this is just their daily life. It’s a world that ordinary people can’t touch, yet they agree to be filmed for a variety show.
The basketball legend, adorned with countless glories on the court, with fans all over the world, when he retired, brought countless people to tears, and every year on the anniversary of his retirement, massive nostalgia events are organized. After retirement, no one knew where he went, and this was his first public appearance.
As for a Nobel laureate, although he is from Huaguo, it doesn’t sound so distant. But when you think about the person’s intelligence, contributions to humanity, and the realization of their life’s value, ordinary people are instantly reduced to nothing.
Other things like following top haute couture designers to understand luxury or the daily lives of national-level intangible cultural heritage craftsmen, could be used as highlights for other variety shows, but in “The Sky Above,” they can only be considered average.
At a weekly meeting of top executives, Moonlight’s senior management, holding more detailed project information and arrangements, were struck dumb with shock.
“If anyone has suggestions, feel free to speak up,” smiled Jian Yixin, seated at the head of the table.
Wu Cai took a deep breath, feeling deeply moved. “Starry Sky’s entertainment variety shows are finished.”
Same time slot, same format, faced with the breathtaking lineup of guests on Moonlight’s side, Starry Sky’s lineup of stars could only be considered trivial.
Although everyone loves idol-fans celebrities, what do passersby like to see more than dizzy-headed star fans?
Of course, it’s things you can’t see anywhere else!
Where else can you see a living, breathing socialites who are the cream of the crop? Where else can you see a retired basketball star who has disappeared from the public eye? Where else can you see a Nobel laureate sitting down for a chat with you?
After calming down, Wu Cai looked at Jian Yixin with added reverence.
Who exactly is she…
Not only her, but the other senior executives also agreed in unison. Yue Li, as the president, led the applause.
The CEO is doing well, and he can slack off more easily, so applause is necessary.
Jian Yixin said, “Since there are no objections, there is only one thing left: to confirm the artists appearing in each episode.”
“The agents will coordinate schedules, and those interested can talk to Zeng Liang.”
Since they’ve created such a big scene, they must insert some personal connections. They can arrange for an artist to appear in each episode, and casually assign them a role, like a host or a participant.
Wu Cai suddenly perked up, “What about our Weiwei? What do you think?”
Jian Yixin smiled at her and generously gave her faction a spot, pointing her pen at Zeng Liang.
Wu Cai immediately understood; it was almost certain now.
Sure enough, following Ms. Song brings benefits!
Wu Cai considered herself someone who repays kindness. She thought for a moment, then messaged Xu Weiwei, explaining the situation and ending with:
“Ask Lin Qinglu if she wants to come. If she wants to be on the show, tell Luo Chun to talk to Ms. Song.”
Xu Weiwei replied quickly, “But Sister Qinglu never goes on variety shows.”
“Alas, then why did I even ask you?”
Wu Cai sighed inwardly. It was precisely because Ms. Song indulged Lin Qinglu’s bad temper, pampering her like a mother doting on her child, that most likely Lin Qinglu wouldn’t be asked this time either, putting her in a difficult position.
This was the perfect opportunity for them to shine and help Ms. Song out of her worries.
“Just go ask her, all right?”
“Okay.”
Xu Weiwei obediently contacted Lin Qinglu, “Sister, do you want to be on the variety show organized by Ms. Song?”
She added a thoughtful reminder: “The slots for this show are in high demand. If you’re interested, talk to Ms. Song early.”
Three minutes later, Luo Chun heard Lin, who never goes on variety shows, Qinglu say to her:
“I want to be on ‘The Sky Above.'”
Luo Chun gritted her teeth, “All right.”
She didn’t ask for a reason. Was there even a need to ask?
But indeed, this was a particularly rare and valuable resource. She was prepared to persuade Lin Qinglu to participate in this variety show, even if it took a lot of effort.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Qinglu saw the producer’s name, she came over like a cat smelling valerian, quick and eager.
Just as Luo Chun was about to finalize the spot, she saw Lin Qinglu pick up her phone and, with a dignified expression, say:
“I’ll call, so you don’t have to bother.”
“…Go ahead.” Luo, who had her job taken away, said expressionlessly.
Secretary Li Dong placed the opened folder in front of Jian Yixin, waiting for her signature to take it to the brokerage department.
Jian Yixin browsed through it, just picking up the pen to sign when her private phone rang.
Answering it, she continued signing without pause, “Qinglu, good morning.”
Lin Qinglu?
Li Dong dared to glance at her boss’s face and saw the smile on her lips. The serious and meticulous demeanor she had while looking at the documents disappeared, and her gaze softened.
It wasn’t an exaggerated joy, but rather a relaxed and natural one, clearly different from how she treated other artists.
Li Dong felt a surge of excitement at the sweet interaction but didn’t dare to linger, putting away the documents and leaving the office quietly.
“Good morning.” Lin, the leading actress, walked out of the studio and stood under a ginkgo tree. “I’d like to participate in the variety show you’re producing. Is there still room?”
Jian Yixin raised an eyebrow. Lin Qinglu wanted to join the variety show.
“If you want to come, there will always be room.” She agreed first, then paused. “Have you discussed it with Luo Chun?”
“Of course,” Lin Qinglu replied quickly.
“All right. Are you almost finished shooting? I remember it’s about ten days or so.”
“Yeah, just over ten days.”
The conversation seemed to end there.
As the wind blew, the mottled ginkgo leaves rustled above Lin Qinglu’s head.
Lin Qinglu’s naturally deep voice sounded, “Did you see the ginkgo tree I took pictures of for you?”
Recalling the pictures she received yesterday, Jian Yixin remembered the row of ginkgo trees on the street in the film and television base, all turning yellow, very beautiful.
“Yeah, I saw them.”
“You didn’t reply.”
“Sorry, I immediately had a small meeting afterwards and forgot.”
Her gentle and patient voice over the phone could instantly soothe all sorts of emotions.
As ginkgo leaves brushed against her hand and fell softly to the ground, illuminated by the sunlight, the gentle breeze carried an affectionate air.
“No need to apologize.” Lin, the leading actress, moved her cat ears and requested, “But remember to reply next time.”
If Song Pianxian didn’t reply, how could she continue the conversation?
Otherwise, it would seem like she was eager to chat.
After the call ended, the leading actress returned to filming in a great mood, striving for an early completion of the shoot.
Jian Yixin looked at the hung-up phone, her brows slightly furrowed. Known for her decisive handling of affairs, she rarely showed hesitation.
“09, how’s the completion rate of the mission in this world?”
The sweet voice of 09 explained, “Our mission goal is to ensure that Lin Qinglu receives treatment commensurate with her comprehensive qualities. The specific evaluation criteria refer to the evaluation of artists in this world, with reputation, distinctiveness, influence, and appeal as the judgment standards.”
“The mission goal is set high, fatal plot points have been avoided, and the mission progress smoothly advanced to 89%, steadily increasing.”
It was almost time to complete the mission.
In other words, it was also close to the time to leave this world.
Jian Yixin was momentarily lost in thought.
09 spoke softly, “After completing the mission, we can only stay in this world for a maximum of one week.”
So, falling in love with the target of the mission was futile!
“Hmm?” Jian Yixin chuckled lightly, reopening the file and focused on reviewing it. “Thank you for the reminder.”
“N-No need to thank me.” 09 blushed, stuttering.
It glanced worriedly at the host, but the host was fully engrossed in work, showing no emotions.
With Lin’s wholehearted dedication and even overtime work, the efficiency of the crew was maximized, leading to the completion of filming three days earlier than scheduled.
A wrap-up dinner was inevitable, and if it weren’t for no flights available on the night of the dinner, Lin wouldn’t have waited until the next day to leave.
As work came to an end, everyone relaxed. While Lin was applying a facial mask, Liu Lele chuckled beside her.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Oh, Sister Luo, I’m watching them ship each other, hahaha, it’s so fun.”
“Do you know? Because of that GIF in the dressing room, the Lin-Song CP has risen. From negative to—let me check. In the latest CP ranking, they’re already third.”
Luo Chun clicked her tongue, “Quite impressive.”
“Let me read you what they’ve been saying.” Liu Lele got more excited, clearing her throat:
“We, Lin-Song, are different from those alluring sluts. Every time we send sugar, it’s Lin Qinglu who takes the initiative to approach Song Pianxian. Do other CPs get this treatment? No!”
“In this dressing room incident, Lin Qinglu had stars in her eyes when looking at Song Pianxian!”
“Oh yeah, sis, they also miraculously dug up a photo of you and Song Pianxian on the side of the road.”
A photo?
Lin Qinglu leaned over to take a look.
With just one glance, she recognized it was at a street corner of the film and television base, where she was holding freshly baked butterfly pastries and almost bumped into someone.
The photo was probably taken by the shop assistants behind the window.
It was early autumn then, with warm sunshine and a gentle breeze.
“Oh, someone interpreted this photo and said it’s the beginning of your destined relationship, hahaha—”
“They’re not wrong.”
“Huh?” Liu Lele’s laughter abruptly stopped.
Huh?
“Send me a copy of the photo.”
The leading actress finished speaking and continued working on her facial mask.
She would meet Song Pianxian tomorrow, so she needed to look beautiful and delicate.
“W-Wait, sis, which part did you say wasn’t wrong?” Liu Lele, in a state of cognitive reconstruction, asked very carefully, afraid of making a mistake.
“What did you just say?”
Liu Lele struggled to remember.
The leading actress meticulously applied her mask, with a hint of inexplicable pride and a touch of smugness that startled Liu Lele:
“Stop thinking about it, none of it was wrong.”
“…”
Liu Lele looked confused at Luo Chun.
Luo Chun had already given up resisting Lin Qinglu’s cognition. At this moment, she was calmly observing, receiving Liu Lele’s distress signal. She nodded solemnly.
Liu Lele was stunned on the spot, but it was the vibration of her phone that woke her up.
Lin Qinglu dominates the entertainment circle: Look at the CEO of this Moonlight, doesn’t she look like that Song from Lin? What about the unnamed dance substitute? Twin sisters? I’m dizzy // Moonlight Entertainment: Today, the company’s president, CEO, and its artists Xu Weiwu and Li Wan attended the charity night, donating fifty million, representing Moonlight in contributing to charity. [Attached picture]
In the photo, there are more than four people, with numerous female and male stars standing together, and a group of girl groups squatting in front. The female stars are vying for attention, showing off their arms and legs, and their dresses are also innovative.
But almost everyone who sees this photo focuses on the woman in the middle wearing a silver-white fishtail skirt.
A newcomer in the entertainment industry, beautiful to the point of overshadowing the faces of the female stars present.
“I used to think that the female stars in the entertainment industry were nothing special until they decided to be with Lin Qinglu.”
“Big Sister, kill me, I’m dead.”
“The second killer in the entertainment industry is actually Moonlight’s CEO.”
“Sob sob, is Big Sister making her debut?”
Until the first fan of the couple called out like a prairie dog:
“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!”
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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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