She don't know at all

Before coming here, the crew of «A day in Star's life» already knew that the votes on the poll were manipulated heavily because of the sudden raise in the votes for Zhan Wei Feng because someone who was originally off the poll was added suddenly at the last day and the votes got a skyrocketing hike. The creative head of the program hates these actresses who misuse their program. But they can't stop because of this. This is the only way they can keep going. Thus they ignored these facts and set off to do their job.

The crew, fueled by curiosity and a desire to uncover the truth, embarked on their mission. The manipulated votes for Zhan Wei Feng had set off alarm bells, and they were determined to unravel the mystery. The creative head's disdain for actresses who exploited the program only fueled their determination. Yet, they faced a daunting challenge: where to begin?

Enter Fang Qing, the enigmatic figure who held the key to their investigation. Her video clip of clarification had piqued their interest, leading them to seek her out. It was Fang Qing who provided them with Jiang Yu's contact number—a breadcrumb leading to the heart of the matter.

Jiang Yu, unsuspecting and perhaps a touch naive, welcomed their inquiry. To her, it was merely the public's curiosity that had driven the sudden surge in Wei Feng's popularity during the Gold Curtain Awards. After all, the show's surprise visits to celebrities' doorsteps had become a staple—live-streaming their lives from 9 to 5. Little did Jiang Yu know that the truth ran deeper.

How naïve and innocent she is.

The public, avid fans of the show, had cast their votes diligently. They tuned in during their commutes, coffee breaks, and leisure hours, eager to catch glimpses of their beloved idols. Their enthusiasm spread like wildfire, reaching far beyond the paid netizens Lian Hua had intended to sway. Jiang Yu's genuine reaction—initially perceived as ignorance—hinted at a different reality.

At first, Jiang Yu's reaction was already odd for them as almost all the celebrities who guested used their ways to get into the show and her genuine reaction was concluded that she was not informed. But yet, the huge manipulation is something their program always got.

And then came the pivotal moment—the encounter with Wei Feng. The crew stood at her doorstep, anticipation hanging in the air. But Wei Feng's welcome shattered their assumptions. She peeked through the slightly ajar door, eyes assessing them as if they were strangers. In that instant, the crew realized their mistake: they were indeed strangers to this elusive star.

But the way Wei Feng welcomed them shocked proving the fact that they were wrong. which celebrity had opened the door a little to peak as if she was looking at strangers. Generally, the stars will keep the doors wide open to welcome them. They also received a royal welcome at time.

Well, they are forgetting that they are strangers to her.

"So, How can I help you?", A voice alone came out from the crack.

"!!!"

'Does she don't know that we will be coving her day in the show for this week?'

"Miss. Zhan?", The presenter immediately reacted.

"Yes, That's me. So you guys are?", she was still not opening the door.

"Miss. Zhan, We are the production crew of «A day in Star's life» from the GenX channel. You are selected as the celebrity guest to be covered this week in our live stream."

"Sorry, there is no such thing in my schedule. You may get the wrong information." And the door was shut immediately leaving the people who were at the doorstep dumbstruck wondering what just happened. Scammers are all around you. If you let your guard down, who knows what consequences you have to face?

But the crew thought differently. Maybe she was not ready to make an appearance and ran into the house to get her face done. With no other choice, They rang the bell again. After all the bare face and disheveled state of an Actor or an actress is something worth the traffic. This time the door was wide opened immediately and the camera captured the face that was hiding previously.

As Zhan Wei Feng stood before them, her appearance spoke volumes. Gone were the layers of makeup that often adorned her face during public appearances, revealing instead a raw and unfiltered version of the star.

Her bare face bore the traces of her natural beauty, untouched by the artifice of cosmetics. There was a simplicity to her appearance, a refreshing departure from the polished facade she often presented to the world. Without the mask of makeup, her features took center stage, each contour and line telling a story of its own.

Despite not being too fair-skinned, there was a radiant quality to her complexion that spoke of hours spent under the sun's gentle caress. Her skin, kissed by the warmth of sunlight, glowed with a healthy radiance, casting a soft halo around her face. It was a testament to her natural beauty, untouched by the trappings of fame and fortune.

Her hair, pulled back into a bun, was a little messy, strands escaping here and there to frame her face in a halo of unruly locks. Yet, even in its disarray, there was a certain elegance to her hairstyle, a casual grace that spoke of effortless charm.

As sunlight filtered through the clerestory top of the apartment, it danced across her features, illuminating her honey-toned skin with a warm, golden glow. Her eyes, the color of rich espresso, sparkled with a hint of mischief, betraying the depth of emotion hidden behind their gaze.

In that moment, as she stood before them in shorts and a tee shirt, Zhan Wei Feng was more than just a star. She was a beacon of authenticity in a world filled with artifice—a reminder that true beauty lies not in the layers of makeup or the designer clothes, but in the rawness of the human spirit. And as the crew gazed upon her, they couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer radiance of her presence.

"I am sorry to close the door rudely. I was never told that I had a schedule today. It's my day off. If you have any work, don't hesitate to get in touch with my assistant. We can talk a colabration"

"Miss, Miss... One second.", The presenter urged before she close the window.

"Yes please."