Rain Chen Zhenzhen

[Entertainment Industry + Strong Female Lead + Refreshing Story + Hidden Identity]
The Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, Tang Shu, who was skilled in Poison Techniques and Hidden Weapons, had transmigrated and became an 18th-tier newbie, debuting as a supporting actress.
After a variety show aired:
Haters: "I actually think Tang Shu is kind of cute. Is there something wrong with me?"
When the National Mechanical Engineering Research Institute announced: Miss Tang is our key-appointed research consultant.
Haters: "What????"
When an authoritative Chinese medicine expert revealed during an interview: The development of a new type of medicine owes much to Tang Shu.
Haters: "Isn't this just too coincidental?"
When the Porcelain Restoration Department openly stated: No one surpasses Tang Shu in the fields of porcelain restoration and calligraphy and painting.
Haters: "Is this white lotus getting a bit too intoxicating?"
When a Weibo big V with millions of fans accidentally revealed her face during a live broadcast...
The haters all declared that their minds were blown!
***
Jing Yu, the favored son of heaven, had always had an iron grip and a successful career until— he met Tang Shu.
Inside the cinema, after watching four or five movies in a row, he realized the person sitting next to him hadn't changed, enjoying the popcorn with great relish.
Jing Yu's throat moved slightly; this woman was flirting with him.
Facing each other in a coffee shop, she casually pulled out a double-sided straw and placed it in her cup.
Jing Yu's eyes tinted red; this woman was definitely flirting with him!

The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul

Many of the exposed rocks were covered in moss, making them slippery to step on, which greatly increased the difficulty of walking. The path ahead was winding, dark, and damp, and occasionally one could see centipedes as thick as a finger crawling by.


Tang Shu's gaze briefly swept over the many small poisonous creatures; even though his backpack already contained a sufficient stock, a flicker of regret still passed through his eyes upon seeing them.


Just when victory seemed within reach, a thud was heard, followed by a scream.


All eyes turned back and saw Alina sitting on the ground with her right foot caught in an iron net, bending at a strange angle.


"I think I heard something snap; it couldn't be a bone, could it?"


The group gathered around, and Alina's already weary little face turned even paler, her lips cracked and dry.


647. Be careful.