Superstar, Don't Come Any Closer!

Lin Mu had run away, but not completely.

After running out through the exit beside the concert stage, he hadn't left the stadium.

Instead, he ran into a restroom in the corridor.

Then he stood in front of the sink and retched violently.

The oversized Golden Finger and the merging of two lifetimes' worth of memories had caused him severe physical discomfort.

He hadn't heard a word Feng Bingbing said onstage.

The discomfort had simply reached its limit, so he'd stumbled out through the nearest exit, found a restroom, and thrown up to his heart's content.

Blargh~~ Ugh~~

He threw up for quite a while. It was like he'd drunk three jin of fake liquor, and he nearly brought up bile.

At last, after emptying his stomach completely, the discomfort slowly faded.

His brain, which had been stretched so much by the Golden Finger, gradually accepted all the memories and adjusted to its massive new size.

So why could all those transmigrators from the orphanage of web fiction so easily accept memories from their past and present lives, while I had to suffer like this?

Was it because my looks had offended the heavens?

Lin Mu nervously raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, praying inwardly.

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

I don't want some random junior confessing to me again!

But the next moment, he was devastated.

He was still impossibly handsome in the mirror.

With looks like these, how could he not make Heaven jealous and provoke its thunderous wrath?

Lin Mu sighed helplessly and could only accept his tragic reality.

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

First, he needed to avoid repeating his past mistakes and stay alive.

He absolutely had to avoid getting involved with some weird junior who liked to confess in public.

Now that this life's memories had merged with his own, Lin Mu had also learned about his current family.

His hometown was a small fifth-tier city. He had both parents, an older sister, and a younger sister. The family of five lived an ordinary, hardworking life.

His parents worked at a small, old state-owned enterprise in their hometown. His father was a factory-floor worker, and his mother worked in the warehouse. Together, they earned less than six thousand yuan a month.

It was easy to imagine how hard it had been for a family with two working parents to raise three children.

After graduating from high school, Lin Mu's eldest sister had given up her chance to attend college and gone straight to work.

After more than a decade of struggling in the world, she'd finally established herself in Hu City and opened a small shop in the clothing wholesale market.

But the economy had been poor these past few years, and she'd been struggling to keep the shop going.

Once, when Lin Mu visited her in Hu City, his eldest sister got drunk over dinner and told him:

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

"So I worked my butt off to earn money, just so you and our youngest sister would have the right to choose.

"But I still haven't managed to do that. I've let you down."

Her eldest sister felt guilty mostly because of Lin Mu's youngest sister.

She was the most promising of the Lin siblings. She'd gotten into Qingbei last year and had just finished her freshman year.

Her dream was to work in aerospace research and explore the vast sea of stars. But she knew how hard her parents, eldest sister, and second brother worked, so she didn't want to pursue a career that wouldn't earn money.

She wanted to start working as soon as she graduated, so she could earn money sooner.

She'd already thrown her dreams away.

Like so many ordinary families, the Lin family had plenty of parental love and sibling affection. The only thing they lacked was—

Money.

Now that Lin Mu had so many classic works of entertainment from Earth in his head, his first thought wasn't to become famous or some superstar.

He wanted to turn all that knowledge into money.

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

Lin Mu had been an ordinary person in both his previous life and this one. This was the only kind of thing he could think of.

Earn money for his family.

No.

Earn fast money. Earn big money!

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

He needed to make a fortune as a plagiarizing content transporter, without attracting too much attention.

Besides worrying about some random junior confessing to him, he also had to think about the job he kept hidden from the light of day.

Lin Mu washed his face, left the restroom, and prepared to go back and continue watching the concert of his celebrity junior.

He'd heard that front-row VIP tickets weren't cheap. Even though Junior Feng had given him the ticket for free, it would be a shame not to stay for the whole show.

Lin Mu followed the corridor back to the exit he'd used earlier, then walked beneath the stage to his seat.

He looked up. Feng Bingbing wasn't onstage; she was probably changing outfits. A group of young women responsible for filling the time between acts were dancing energetically onstage.

But Lin Mu soon realized something was off.

Everyone around him was staring at him. Ji Jian, the class monitor of Feng Bingbing's class, came over, his eyes bloodshot, and asked in a hoarse voice:

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

Lin Mu looked at him in confusion. "Run away?"

Chen Xue, the vice class monitor beside him, gave Lin Mu a once-over, as though trying to see right through him.

"Senior Lin, wasn't it you that Bingbing just confessed to?"

"Confessed? Confessed what?"

Lin Mu was even more confused.

"You didn't hear her just now?"

The underclassmen around him saw him pretending not to know and couldn't hold back any longer. They surged toward him, furious, as if they were going to beat a confession out of him.

"Calm down! I'm really not pretending. I stayed up late last night and drank fake liquor. I felt sick just now, so I went to the restroom and threw up. I really didn't see what happened onstage!"

Seeing how worked up his usually mild-mannered underclassmen were, Lin Mu hurried to explain.

"Everyone, wait a moment. Senior Lin really wasn't feeling well just now. I saw it too."

It was class monitor Ji Jian who confirmed Lin Mu's story. Then he took out his phone and handed it to Lin Mu.

"Senior Lin, take a look at the trending topics."

Lin Mu took the phone and saw the number-one trending headline:

"Little Diva Feng Bingbing Confesses at Concert; Mysterious Man Suspected of Running Away!"

He clicked on it and saw the video of Feng Bingbing's confession onstage, along with footage of him standing up and stumbling away.

With everyone watching, Lin Mu's expression shifted several times before he finally managed a rueful smile.

"You've all got it wrong. I only met Junior Feng in college. I wasn't the person she confessed to. It's all a misunderstanding!"

Everyone looked at each other. "It really wasn't you?"

"Of course not. Have you ever heard that Junior Feng and I were childhood sweethearts? That's absurd! I just stood up because I felt sick and wanted to go to the restroom!"

Ji Jian and Chen Xue looked at each other, then nodded together.

"True. We've never heard Bingbing mention knowing Senior Lin when they were kids."

Lin Mu patted them both on the shoulder. "That's why you're the class monitor and vice monitor. You know how to see reason."

"Bingbing's a big star now. Her life is different from ours, so she probably wouldn't like an ordinary guy like Senior Lin, who only makes three thousand a month."

Chen Xue apologized to Lin Mu. "Senior Lin, I'm sorry. We got the wrong idea."

"Heh, thanks for that." Lin Mu looked at her expressionlessly.

Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, everyone went back to discussing the mysterious person Feng Bingbing had confessed to.

Someone suggested that they widen their search and not limit their guesses to college classmates.

Maybe it was some mysterious tycoon, or a top songwriter behind the Little Diva, or even a popular male star...

Anyway, it didn't look like it could be any of their ordinary college classmates.

"Close call."

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

He quietly took out his phone, opened WeChat, and tapped on a contact called Ice Tanghulu to check their chat history.

Three days ago.

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, do you remember what happened when we were kids?"

Mumu Mu: "Of course. You were only about the size of my palm back then. You looked like a gust of wind could knock you over."

Ice Tanghulu: "It wasn't that bad! Covering-mouth-and-giggling.jpg."

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

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

Yesterday.

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, did you get your concert ticket?"

Mumu Mu: "Got it. Thanks."

Ice Tanghulu: "Senior Lin, please dress formally. There might be a segment where I invite you onstage to interact with me."

Mumu Mu: "Sure, no problem. I wanted to ask you something else, too. I heard Li Xin'er got into a fight with the director on set. Is that true?"

Ice Tanghulu: "It is."

Mumu Mu: "Do you have a video of it? Could you send me one?"

Ice Tanghulu: "Sure, Senior. Just remember not to send it to anyone else. Somehow that annoying paparazzo found out about Xu Tian and Zhang Mo the other day and posted it online. Sister Wan Qing told me not to tell anyone else about things in the industry anymore."

Mumu Mu: "You don't trust me? I'm not a paparazzo. I know how to keep my mouth shut."

Last night, the news that actress Li Xin'er had fought with the director on set was exposed by the entertainment industry's top paparazzo, Sky Curtain, causing an uproar.

Lin Mu sighed and entered a WeChat group called "Sky Curtain."

There were only three people in the group: him, Fan Circle Gecko, and Slay All Unfeeling People.

Lin Mu checked yesterday's chat history.

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu, we scored another big one with Li Xin'er! Your junior is so straightforward—she tells you everything! She's a real treasure!"

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

Fan Circle Gecko: "A Hen, you're being narrow-minded. Just because your celebrity ex cheated on you doesn't mean you can write everyone off!"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "What the hell did you just 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 a few juicy stories from her."

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu, you're ruthless! It'd be great if you could catch some dirt on Feng Bingbing's rumored boyfriend or something!"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "Brother Mu, you're the man! You have to teach these female celebrities a lesson. Just because they're famous doesn't mean they can look down on men!"

Mumu Mu: "Get to work! Wait for my news tomorrow."

As Lin Mu was reading the chat history, a new message appeared in the "Sky Curtain" group.

Fan Circle Gecko: "Brother Mu! What happened just now? Why did you stand up when Feng Bingbing confessed? Did you find out something?"

Slay All Unfeeling People: "Brother Mu, the other paparazzi are already on the move. Hurry and ask Feng Bingbing who she confessed to! This is huge!"

Looking at the two excited guys in the group, Lin Mu had no idea how to reply.

That's right. Lin Mu was Feng Bingbing's long-lost childhood friend.

When Feng Bingbing started her freshman year, he happened to be helping welcome new students.

He and Feng Bingbing were both members of the school's Literary Society.

Back then, as a freshman, Feng Bingbing hadn't been nearly as dazzling as she was now. She'd even had trouble singing onstage; if there were too many people in the audience, she'd lose her voice.

Only Lin Mu knew about this. To help with the Literary Society's performance, he'd helped Feng Bingbing overcome that problem.

As a result, Feng Bingbing performed at the welcome party and stunned everyone.

Then a talent agency discovered her and signed her as a singer.

Her career took off. Three hit albums in three years made her the red-hot "Little Diva of the Music Scene."

Even Lin Mu hadn't expected that Feng Bingbing, now a big star, still thought of herself as the same girl she'd been back then.

She still remembered those little things from childhood, and she hadn't forgotten that he'd helped her out once in college.

She'd even been secretly in love with him all this time!

It was utterly absurd!

And even more absurd was that—

On the surface, Lin Mu was an ordinary office worker making three thousand yuan a month.

But in reality, he was the legendary super-paparazzo of the entertainment industry, the one everyone dreaded: Sky Curtain!

"This has nothing to do with me! When we were kids, I was obsessed with martial arts novels and wanted to be a hero. I wasn't actually trying to protect you!"

"And in college, I was only helping with the society's performance. Please don't read too much into it!"

"All I want now is to make money! Don't come any closer!"

Lin Mu sighed helplessly.

"But I took advantage of your trust, so I'll take the blame!"

Strictly speaking, though, the original owner was the one who should take the blame.

The original owner had once been a passionate young man who wanted to roam the world with a sword in hand. But after graduating from college, society had beaten him down.

He'd become a different person.

On top of that, he was desperate to make money for his family. By a stroke of coincidence, he'd taken the fast-money road of becoming a paparazzo, with no way back.

He'd even used Feng Bingbing, who trusted him completely, as a source of information about the entertainment industry—all for money.

Perhaps the original owner had crossed too many lines as a super-paparazzo, and Heaven couldn't stand it anymore, so it had taken him away.

Then it had sent Lin Mu, who had bravely rescued his junior, into the original owner's body to take over his life.

At that moment, Lin Mu finally felt everything fall into place.

He was no longer Lin Mu of Earth. He was Lin Mu of this world.

He would have to take responsibility for everything the original body had done.

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

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

"You're still on the rise. Focus on your career, and don't think about dating.

"I owe you for what happened before. I'll make it up to you someday.

"I'm sorry... Goodbye."