Little Diva, Don't Come Over!

Lin Mu ran away, but not entirely.

After running out the exit next to the concert stage, he didn't actually leave the stadium.

Instead, he dashed into a restroom down the corridor.

Then, standing in front of the sink, he threw up violently.

The fusion of his overly substantial Golden Finger and two lifetimes of memories had caused him extreme physical discomfort.

He hadn't heard a single word Feng Bingbing said on stage.

It was only when the discomfort reached its peak that he stumbled out the nearest exit, found a restroom, and vomited his guts out.

Gag... hack...

He retched for a long time, feeling like he'd drunk three pounds of cheap liquor, almost spitting up his bile.

Finally, after emptying his stomach completely, the uncomfortable feeling slowly subsided.

His brain, greatly expanded by the Golden Finger, gradually accepted all the memories, adapting to its robust new shape.

Seriously, why can all those transmigration protagonists from the orphanage on Qidian accept their past and present lives' memories so easily, while I have to suffer like this?

Is it because my looks have angered heaven?

Lin Mu nervously raised his head, looking at his reflection in the mirror, praying inwardly.

Please, please, please don't let me be so handsome again!

I don't want to be confessed to by some junior out of the blue anymore!

However, the next moment, he despaired.

His reflection in the mirror was still devastatingly handsome.

How could such looks not incur the jealousy of the heavens and the wrath of thunder?

Lin Mu sighed helplessly, forced to accept this tragic reality.

From now on, he'd just keep a low profile.

First, avoid repeating past mistakes and ensure his survival.

Absolutely avoid getting involved with any strange juniors who liked confessing publicly.

After integrating the memories of this life, Lin Mu also gained an understanding of his current family situation.

His hometown was a small, fifth-tier city. Both parents were alive, and he had an older sister and a younger sister. The family of five lived a simple, hardworking life.

His parents worked at a small, old state-owned enterprise in their hometown. His father was a workshop worker, and his mother worked in the warehouse. Their combined wages were less than six thousand.

Raising three children on a dual-income household, the hardships were imaginable.

Lin Mu's eldest sister gave up the opportunity to go to college after graduating high school and chose to work instead.

After more than ten years of struggling in society, she finally established herself in Shanghai, opening a small shop in the clothing wholesale market.

However, the general economic climate had been poor in recent years, and her small shop was struggling to stay afloat.

Once, when Lin Mu visited his eldest sister in Shanghai, she got drunk at dinner and told him:

"Back then, I didn't go to college because I had no choice.

So I worked desperately to earn money, just so you and Sanmei could have choices in the future.

But I still haven't achieved that, I'm sorry to you both."

Her self-reproach was mostly directed towards Lin Mu's third sister.

The third sister was the most promising of the Lin family. She got into Tsinghua-Peking University last year and had just finished her first year.

Her dream was to engage in aerospace research, dealing with the magnificent stars and seas, but she knew the hardships her parents, eldest sister, and second brother endured, so she was unwilling to pursue this unprofitable path.

The third sister wanted to start working after graduating with her bachelor's degree to earn money sooner.

Her dream had long been cast aside.

The Lin family, like countless ordinary families, lacked nothing in terms of filial piety or sibling affection; they only lacked one thing—

Money.

And now, Lin Mu possessed so many classic entertainment works from Earth. His first thought wasn't about fame or becoming a superstar.

It was about turning the contents of his mind into money.

So his parents wouldn't have to work so hard, so his eldest sister could live more easily, and so his youngest sister could pursue her dream.

Lin Mu, in both his past and present lives, was just a common man. The only thing he could think of was this mundane goal.

Earning money for his family.

No.

It was about earning quick money, earning big money!

However, after experiencing the painful lessons of his previous life, Lin Mu felt he had to keep a low profile this time around.

He would be a transporter of great wealth, but without being too high-profile.

Besides worrying about being confessed to by a random junior, it was more because of his secret, unsanctioned job.

Lin Mu washed his face, walked out of the restroom, and prepared to go back to watch the concert of the big star junior.

He heard that VIP tickets for the front row were not cheap. Although Junior Feng gave him the tickets for free, it would be too much of a waste not to watch it.

Lin Mu followed the corridor back to the exit he had used earlier, and returned to his seat along the front of the stage.

Looking up, Feng Bingbing wasn't on stage. She had probably gone to change. A group of hostesses responsible for filling the gaps were energetically dancing on stage.

However, Lin Mu soon realized that the atmosphere was not right.

Everyone around was staring intently at him. Ji Jian, the class monitor from Feng Bingbing's class, leaned over, his eyes bloodshot, and asked in a dry voice:

"Senior Lin, didn't you run off?"

Lin Mu looked at him, bewildered: "Run off?"

The vice class monitor, Chen Xue, sized Lin Mu up from head to toe, as if trying to see through him:

"Senior Lin, weren't you the one Junior Bingbing confessed to just now?"

"Confessed? What confession?"

Lin Mu was even more confused.

"Didn't you hear it just now?"

Seeing him pretend to be oblivious, the juniors and seniors around him couldn't hold back any longer. They swarmed over, agitated, looking like they were about to resort to torture to get a confession.

"Calm down, everyone! I'm really not pretending to be oblivious. I stayed up late last night and drank fake alcohol. I just felt unwell and went to the restroom to throw up. I really didn't see what happened on stage!"

Lin Mu explained quickly, seeing how agitated these usually gentle juniors were.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. Senior Lin was indeed unwell earlier, I saw it too."

It was the class monitor, Ji Jian, who vouched for Lin Mu's words. Then he took out his phone and handed it to Lin Mu:

"Senior Lin, please take a look at the trending searches."

Lin Mu took the phone and saw the number one trending title:

"Little Diva Feng Bingbing Confesses at Concert, Mysterious Man Suspected of Fleeing!"

Lin Mu clicked on it and saw the video of Feng Bingbing confessing on stage earlier, and even footage of himself standing up and "fleeing" unsteadily.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Mu's expression shifted rapidly, finally settling into a look of wry amusement:

"Everyone misunderstood. I only met Junior Feng in college. The person she confessed to wasn't me at all. It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

The crowd exchanged glances: "It really wasn't you?"

"It really wasn't me. Has anyone ever heard that Junior Feng and I were childhood sweethearts? That's absurd! I just felt unwell and wanted to go to the restroom, and happened to stand up!"

Ji Jian and Chen Xue exchanged a look and nodded together:

"That's true, we've never heard Junior Feng mention knowing Senior Lin since they were kids."

Lin Mu patted their shoulders: "As expected of the class monitor and vice monitor, you're both reasonable."

"Bingbing is a big star now, her social circle is actually different from ours. She probably wouldn't like an ordinary man like Senior Lin who earns three thousand a month."

Chen Xue said apologetically to Lin Mu: "Senior Lin, I'm sorry, we misunderstood you."

"Heh, thank you," Lin Mu said to her expressionlessly.

The misunderstanding cleared, everyone continued to discuss Feng Bingbing's mysterious confession target.

Someone suggested that they should broaden their thinking and not limit their guesses to college classmates.

Perhaps it was some mysterious rich man, or a top lyricist and composer behind the Little Diva, or even some popular male celebrity...

In any case, it didn't seem like anyone from their group of ordinary college classmates.

"Close call."

Lin Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had finally stopped focusing their suspicions on him.

He quietly took out his phone, opened WeChat, and tapped on a contact named "Ice Tanghulu," looking at the chat history.

Three days ago.

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, do you still remember our childhood memories?"

Mumu Mu: "I do. You were so tiny back then, you'd fall over if someone blew on you."

Ice Tanghulu: "That's an exaggeration! covers mouth and laughs.jpg"

Mumu Mu: "By the way, I wanted to ask you something. Is Xu Tian from your company really dating Zhang Mo?"

Ice Tanghulu: "It's true, Senior. Please don't tell anyone about this."

Yesterday.

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, did you receive the concert tickets?"

Mumu Mu: "I did, thank you."

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, please dress formally. There might be an interactive segment where I invite you on stage."

Mumu Mu: "Okay, no problem. I have another question for you. I heard Li Xin'er got into a fight with the director on set, is that true?"

Ice Tanghulu: "It's true."

Mumu Mu: "Do you have any video from the scene? Can you send me one?"

Ice Tanghulu: "Sure. Senior, remember not to send it to anyone else. I don't know how Xu Tian and Zhang Mo's situation got known by that annoying paparazzi and posted online. Sister Wan Qing told me not to tell anyone else about things in the circle anymore."

Mumu Mu: "You still don't trust me? I'm not a paparazzi, I'm very discreet."

Last night, the incident of actress Li Xin'er fighting with the director on set was exposed by the number one paparazzi in the industry, "Sky Screen," causing a huge uproar.

Lin Mu sighed and entered a WeChat group. The group's name was "Sky Screen."

There were only three people in the group: besides himself, one was named "Fan Circle Gecko," and the other was "Slay All Unfeeling People."

Lin Mu looked at the chat history from yesterday.

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu, we made another profit with this Li Xin'er situation. Your junior is really straightforward, telling you everything! She's a treasure!"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "Straightforward my ass! There isn't a single good woman in the entertainment industry!"

Fan Circle Gecko: "A Hen, your perspective is too narrow. You can't paint everyone with the same brush just because your ex-girlfriend cheated!"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "What the hell did you say?!"

Mumu Mu: "Stop arguing! Remember, don't tell anyone that I know Junior Feng! I'm going to her concert tomorrow, maybe I can dig up some big scoops from her then."

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu, you're ruthless! It would be awesome if we could catch a scoop about Bingbing's rumored boyfriend or something!"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "Brother Mu is amazing! We need to teach these female stars a lesson, don't think you can look down on men just because you've become famous!"

Mumu Mu: "Let's get to work! I'll have news for you tomorrow."

Lin Mu was looking at the chat history when new messages suddenly appeared in the "Sky Screen" group.

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu! What was that just now? Why did you stand up when Bingbing confessed? Did you get some news?"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "Brother Mu, other colleagues are already making moves. Hurry up and ask Bingbing who her confession target is. This is a huge scoop!"

Looking at the two excited guys in the group, Lin Mu didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Yes, Lin Mu was Bingbing's childhood sweetheart, separated for many years.

When Feng Bingbing enrolled in university, he happened to be in charge of welcoming new students.

Both he and Feng Bingbing were members of the school's arts club.

Feng Bingbing in her freshman year was not as radiant as she is now. She even had trouble singing on stage; she would lose her voice when there were too many people in the audience.

Only Lin Mu knew about this. For the sake of the arts club's performance, he helped Feng Bingbing overcome this obstacle.

As a result, Feng Bingbing performed on stage at the freshman welcoming party and became an instant sensation.

Then she was discovered by a management company, signed as a singer, and her career took off. Three hugely popular albums in three years made her a sought-after "Little Diva of the Music Scene."

However, even Lin Mu himself didn't expect that Feng Bingbing, who had become a big star, still harbored the feelings of that young girl from back then.

She remembered the small incident from their childhood and hadn't forgotten how he casually helped her in college.

She had even been secretly in love with him all along!

This was simply absurd!

And even more absurd was that Lin Mu, who appeared to be a small employee earning three thousand a month, was actually the infamous super paparazzi "Sky Screen" that everyone in the entertainment industry feared!

"This has nothing to do with me! When I was little, I was just obsessed with wuxia novels and wanted to be a great hero. I didn't really want to protect you!"

"It was the same in college. I was just doing it for the club's program. You really shouldn't overthink it!"

"I just want to make money now! Don't come near me!"

Lin Mu sighed helplessly.

"However, I'll take responsibility for using your trust!"

Actually, to be precise, the original owner of this body should bear the responsibility.

The original owner was once a passionate young man who wanted to roam the world with his sword, but after graduating from university, he was beaten down by society.

As a result, he became corrupted.

Coupled with his eagerness to earn money for his family, he stumbled onto the path of no return as a "paparazzi," which brought in money quickly.

He even used Feng Bingbing, who trusted him implicitly, as a tool to obtain information in the industry, all for the sake of money.

Perhaps because the original owner, this super paparazzi, had done too many things that crossed the line, heaven couldn't stand it anymore and took him away.

Then, it allowed him, who had bravely saved his junior, to enter his body and take over his life.

From this moment on, Lin Mu finally felt a sense of clarity.

He was no longer the Lin Mu from Earth, but the Lin Mu of this world.

Everything the original host did, he would have to bear.

Lin Mu let out a breath and sent Feng Bingbing a WeChat message:

"Junior, I'm sorry, I'm not a good person. You've fallen for the wrong person.

You're still on the rise, focus on your career, don't think about relationships.

What happened before, I owe you, and I'll definitely repay you in the future.

I'm sorry… Goodbye."