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

"You don't even need to look to know it's a great spot. Xiao Shu arranged this for us."


After rolling her eyes at her own husband, Xie Wuxia headed towards the third row center with tickets in hand. "Little Yu, hurry up. Those long legs of yours aren't just for show."


Following behind, Father Jing picked up his pace and even looked back, "Right, you don't even think to guide your mother."


Who was it that squeezed me to the back just now? Dad, can you make some sense?


He stood in place, pinching the bridge of his nose expressionlessly, while catching up to his irresponsible parents and sending a private message on his phone.


Backstage at the theater, Tang Shu's phone vibrated buzzingly on the makeup table. As she opened the private message to read it, two men in their thirties passed by her side.


"Brother Liu, is there anything else I can help with?"


779. Are you crazy?