Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

”... Oh, give it a rest.” Yin Weiyi took a breath, ”It’s clearly a disease, and it seems you’re terminally ill.”

Tong Yan nimbly dodged, blinking playfully, ”Yiyi, think about it, isn’t everyone in the circle afraid to see me now?”

”Isn’t it obvious?” Yin Weiyi rolled her eyes, whoever gets close to you will be scolded terribly, almost like they’re cursed; just like that little brother Wen Shu, and the beauty Jiang Yu, they’re classic cases.

Tong Yan chuckled, ”What if I go see someone I dislike right now?” For example, performing a scene of eternal friendship, deep sisterhood, brotherly affection, that sort of play, then...

They’d also get scolded terribly! Yin Weiyi’s eyes lit up, she grinned mischievously at her, ”You’re bad to the core, Big Boobs.”

Better for everyone to share in the misfortune; you always need someone to take the fall.

Tong Yan stroked her chin in thought, who should she target first?

There are so many love rivals for the film emperor, but few within the circle.

Tong Yan mulled it over in her mind and finally settled on the first unlucky soul: Bo Si.

It’s said that Bo Si was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago, the perfect time to catch her.

Going to the hospital might backfire, the haters might say she’s faking it, knowing she’s currently in trouble, she still goes to see others, isn’t it on purpose, trying to harm someone?

No doubt the haters would say that.

So, once discharged, it’s the best timing.

Even the excuse is ready, yes, she plans to borrow her boyfriend for this.

So, Little Fatty called the film emperor, explained everything in detail, and said, with conviction, she intends to harm her.

Who knows what the other person said, Little Fatty’s face flushed at once, like the evening glow during sunset, a stunning crimson.

Yin Weiyi clicked her tongue, having a boyfriend is different, she even knows how to blush now.

After the call, Tong Yan was about to speak when she saw Yin Weiyi snapping pictures of her nonstop with her phone, ”Pay a royalty fee for the candid shots.”

Yin Weiyi waved her phone, ”Who said I’m taking candid shots? I’m shooting openly and still asked to pay a fee, you’re getting bold.”

After some play-fighting, they started concocting the scheme, how to let everyone know, maybe notify reporters? But quickly dismissed the idea, alerting reporters might make the haters think it’s staged, deliberate.

Consider every possibility, just to harm Bo Si.

Finally, they settled on a plan, Tong Yan would meet and chat with Bo Si, occasionally making intimate gestures, while Yin Weiyi would secretly snap photos, later pretending to be a netizen leaking the scoop.

The process was flawless, perfect beyond words.

Soon, they arrived at the agreed location, getting out was a tricky problem.

It was near summer, wearing a face mask felt odd, but luck was on Little Fatty’s side; it was windy today, so wearing a scarf and sunglasses didn’t seem out of place.

After preparing, Tong Yan set out confidently and spiritedly to the meeting.

The meeting place was at the restaurant on the second floor of Yun Jin Restaurant, Bo Si was such a schemer, arranging it there, is she planning a meal, then a nap upstairs?

Today, she must make Bo Si endure public scorn.

Bo Si arrived early, clearly dressed up on purpose, in a light pink puffy dress, giving her a touch of femininity, brimming with youthful energy, and her lips were glossed, pink and tender, quite inviting.