Little Diva With Perfect Reading Comprehension

Backstage at the concert, in Feng Bingbing's dressing room.

"Feng Bingbing, what are you thinking? Why didn't you tell me you were going to do something like this?!"

A woman with red wavy hair, wearing a black suit, and exuding a powerful aura was roaring.

"Sister Wan Qing, didn't Little Bing mention before that she liked Senior Lin?"

A round-faced girl with a ponytail next to her weakly reminded.

"Shut up! Xiao Zhu, are you rebelling too?!"

Zhou Wanqing glared at the round-faced girl, and the little assistant immediately covered her mouth with both hands, leaving only a pair of innocent big eyes blinking there.

"Sister Wan Qing, don't scold Xiao Zhu. The confession was my decision alone, I..."

Feng Bingbing lifted her legs, her bare feet on the chair, hugging her knees with both hands. Her straight legs squeezed her chest, revealing a white jade ravine.

At this moment, the Little Diva's hair was slightly messy, her eyes, as bright as stars, were covered with a layer of mist, but her face still held a bright smile:

"I hadn't planned it, but when I sang that song, 'You Don't Know I Love You,' I couldn't hold back anymore. But Sister Wan Qing, I don't regret it!"

Zhou Wanqing looked at her stubborn appearance, holding back tears, and her heart softened. She sighed:

"But he didn't respond to you at all, and he ran away. Your 'no regrets' was wasted. Why bother?"

Feng Bingbing raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corner of her eye and continued to smile:

"It wasn't wasted. At least I did something I've wanted to do for years. No matter what, my youth has no regrets!"

"Wow, Little Bing is so cool! I support you!"

The little assistant named Xiao Zhu clapped her hands enthusiastically, then was glared at by Zhou Wanqing again.

"Forget it, you don't need to worry about the aftermath. Hurry up and change your clothes, at least finish the concert performance!"

Zhou Wanqing waved her hand, telling Xiao Zhu to go out and call the makeup artists in.

At this moment, Feng Bingbing's phone on the table vibrated. She picked it up and saw the WeChat message "Goodbye" from Lin Mu.

Outside the Jiangrong Sports Center, across the road, inside an inconspicuous black van.

"Feng Bingbing is back on stage. Damn, she's smiling so sweetly, like nothing happened after her confession failed?"

A chubby guy, 170cm tall and weighing 170 jin, was watching the concert live broadcast on his phone.

"Bitches are heartless, actors are unrighteous. All women in the entertainment industry are like this!"

In the passenger seat, a tall, thin man with handsome features, whose looks surpassed many pretty boys in the entertainment industry, but who inexplicably sported a full beard, snorted coldly.

The chubby guy corrected him, "Feng Bingbing is a singer, not an actor."

The bearded man's eyes flashed with ferocity, "Are you looking for a fight, you bastard?"

The chubby guy chuckled, "A Hen, didn't your ex-girlfriend dump you after she became a star? It's been a year, and you still haven't gotten over it?"

A Hen was "Slay All Unfeeling People." He and his girlfriend had been together since college, but his girlfriend became famous after participating in a talent show. After her debut, she dumped A Hen.

From then on, A Hen harbored hatred for women in the entertainment industry, vowing to ruin these "actors and bitches."

So he threw himself into the "great" profession of paparazzi.

Hearing the chubby guy touch his sore spot, A Hen said coldly:

"Fat Tiger, your sister sold your house to chase stars. Have you gotten over it?"

The chubby guy's triangular eyes widened, "Holy shit, pretty boy, say that again? I'll kill you!"

A Hen spread his legs and said calmly:

"Bring it on!"

The chubby guy was instantly choked into silence.

This chubby guy was "Fan Circle Gecko." Actually, the name was a homophone, and the original meaning was "Fan Circle Must Perish."

His sister was a crazy fan. If he didn't help her support her giegie, she would threaten suicide.

From then on, the chubby guy hated fan circles to the core, so his WeChat name was "Fan Circle Must Perish."

He was passionate about digging up dirt on celebrities. Whenever he saw the wails and screams of those brainless fans when their idols collapsed, he would feel immense satisfaction.

After he joined "Sky Screen" and started to become famous in the circle, his peers got used to calling him Gecko.

So the chubby guy changed his nickname to "Fan Circle Gecko."

And because he was so fat, people who knew him well called him Fat Tiger.

A Hen's words naturally hit Fat Tiger's sore spot, so he had to swallow his anger.

"Hey, hey, why is Brother Mu coming out?"

At this moment, Fat Tiger pointed out the window.

A tall and elegant figure walked out of the stadium, quickly crossed the road, and got into the van.

"Brother Mu, the concert isn't over yet, why did you come out?"

Fat Tiger and A Hen looked back at Lin Mu, who had sat in the back seat, and asked strangely.

Yesterday, Brother Mu said he wanted to use Feng Bingbing's trust to dig up some big scoops.

Now the big scoop was right in front of them, so why did Brother Mu come out first?

Lin Mu raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks, his expression a little grim.

Fat Tiger and A Hen exchanged a glance, not daring to speak.

After a long silence, Lin Mu finally looked up and said very seriously:

"Family, I feel our business has entered a bottleneck. Should we calm our minds, see ourselves clearly, and start anew?"

Fat Tiger and A Hen: "?"

Seeing their confusion, Lin Mu coughed and spoke in plain language:

"The paparazzi industry is also becoming competitive. Simple stakeouts and candid shots are outdated. We need to adopt a completely new method!"

"What competition?" Fat Tiger and A Hen looked at each other blankly.

Lin Mu slapped his forehead. This world didn't have the term "competition" yet. He fell silent for a moment, organizing his thoughts.

After Lin Mu sent that WeChat message to Feng Bingbing just now, he left the stadium.

On his way out, he had thought a lot.

First, the priority was still making money.

But he couldn't be as shameless as his original body.

Since he had so many classic entertainment works from Earth in his mind, making money legitimately shouldn't be difficult.

Second, he had to keep a low profile.

Besides not wanting to repeat the fate of being confessed to and dying, it was also because of his "paparazzi" identity.

That was too big of a black mark.

He didn't want to become famous and then have this black mark dug up, leading to his downfall.

Therefore, the best way was to quietly stand behind the scenes and make money.

However, the problem now was that he had to convince the two brothers following him first.

Although Fat Tiger and A Hen weren't exactly good people, they were wholeheartedly loyal to Lin Mu.

Once, when Lin Mu's mother had surgery, they ran around, staying up late to take care of her, more devoted than a biological son.

Last year, when Lin Mu's sister went to report to university, they traveled thousands of miles to escort her to her dorm room and even beat up several boys who had ulterior motives.

Once, when Lin Mu's eldest sister's shop was splashed with red paint, they directly went to Shanghai and dug up all the personal information of the other party's entire family and posted it online.

So, Lin Mu wanted to lead them in a transformation.

They wouldn't have to hide in the darkness like rats in a ditch forever. They could earn money legitimately and peacefully. Wouldn't that be great?

Of course, these two guys were a bit stubborn. If they suddenly stopped being paparazzi, they definitely wouldn't accept it.

He had to proceed gradually.

Lin Mu took out his phone and pointed to a webpage on the screen. The two leaned in to look:

"'Pure Voice' National Preliminary Registration?"

"What is this?" A Hen asked, confused.

"You don't know this show? Last time we caught Liu Qiang's wife cheating, wasn't it because Liu Qiang was a mentor on the first season of Pure Voice, and his wife got involved with a primary school classmate?" Fat Tiger reminded him.

"Damn, I remember now!"

When it came to women cheating, A Hen gnashed his teeth. Fat Tiger asked Lin Mu, "Brother Mu, this is the poster for the national preliminary round of the second season of Pure Voice, right? Why are you showing this to us?"

Lin Mu said, "There's a preliminary round in Jiangrong the day after tomorrow. I plan to sign up."

Pure Voice was a talent show organized by Jiangrong Satellite TV. This show had a very special feature:

All contestants had to wear masks.

This was because the show emphasized selecting the purest good singing voices, not looking at faces or appearances, only listening to the voice.

This program format perfectly suited Lin Mu's needs: he could gain fame, allowing him to sell the songs he brought over at a high price, and he wouldn't have to show his face, thus avoiding trouble.

"What?!"

"Brother Mu, you're going to be a star?!"

Fat Tiger and A Hen were both shocked.

A paparazzi becoming a star?

That was utterly ridiculous!

Lin Mu said, "No, I plan to infiltrate the enemy's ranks. That way, I can better obtain firsthand information."

The two looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"Comrades, although we are currently at the industry's peak, our competitors are catching up. If we don't innovate and change, we'll be replaced sooner or later!"

Lin Mu looked at them with a serious expression and said earnestly:

"This whole Feng Bingbing confession incident further highlights our shortcomings in timeliness and foresight regarding industry news.

To remedy this, I've decided to enter the entertainment industry and become an artist myself, to infiltrate the enemy's ranks.

This way, we'll get the most timely intelligence in the first instance!"

Fat Tiger and A Hen listened, dumbfounded. After a moment, they slowly shook their heads.

Lin Mu sighed softly, thinking, As expected, even these two can't be fooled by such a flimsy excuse?

Clap clap!

Clap clap clap!

Fat Tiger and A Hen started applauding. The chubby one exclaimed, "Brother Mu really has foresight!"

A Hen murmured, "Infiltrate the enemy's ranks? What a brilliant idea!"

Lin Mu was taken aback and looked at them in surprise, "So, you two are willing to support me?"

"Of course!" Fat Tiger patted his plump chest. "Fly high, Brother Mu, and your brothers will always follow!"

A Hen's face was filled with sorrow. "Just thinking about Brother Mu having to endure entering a place like the entertainment industry for our sake makes me feel so guilty. Brother Mu, we've wronged you!"

Lin Mu put a hand on him. "It's not that serious, not that serious. For you guys, I can endure it for a while."

Fat Tiger asked, "Brother Mu, what about Feng Bingbing's confession target..."

Lin Mu waved his hand. "No one can figure that out, we don't need to worry about it."

Fat Tiger and A Hen exchanged a look. A Hen asked, "Brother Mu, why can't we figure it out?"

Lin Mu thought for a moment and said, "Because even if this person were standing right in front of you, you wouldn't guess who it is."

Ten o'clock at night, half an hour after the concert ended.

Inside a minivan.

"Little Bing, if you're feeling upset, just cry it out."

"Bingbing, there's no one else here, don't hold it in, it's bad for you."

Xiao Zhu and Zhou Wanqing were softly comforting Feng Bingbing, who was looking down and silent.

Just before going back on stage to perform, Feng Bingbing had received Lin Mu's "Goodbye" WeChat message. Both of them had seen the message's content and understood it as a rejection.

They knew Feng Bingbing had a long-standing crush on this Senior Lin, and today she had finally mustered the courage to confess during her own concert.

But she hadn't expected this outcome.

Yet, Feng Bingbing still went on stage bravely, with a smile and full of energy, completing the rest of her performance.

After the concert, Feng Bingbing remained silent until they got into the car to leave the stadium.

Zhou Wanqing and Xiao Zhu felt very sorry for her.

This is for the best. Every time Bingbing tells this Senior Lin about secrets in the industry, they get leaked online soon after. This guy is probably just using Bingbing.

Zhou Wanqing thought to herself, believing it's better to have a short, sharp pain than prolonged suffering.

"Little Bing, don't be like this, sniffle..." The sentimental Xiao Zhu had already hugged Feng Bingbing, starting to cry herself.

"What's wrong with you guys? I'm very happy!"

Feng Bingbing suddenly looked up. There were no tears on her face; instead, her eyes were bright, and her smile was radiant.

"?" Xiao Zhu and Zhou Wanqing were stunned.

"Little Bing, did you get too much of a shock from Senior Lin rejecting you? Don't scare us!"

Feng Bingbing looked at them in surprise. "Reject me? When did Senior Lin reject me?"

She took out her phone and pointed to the WeChat message from Lin Mu, beginning to interpret it sentence by sentence:

"Look, Senior is apologizing to me, which means he's always had me in his heart. He's just forcing himself to not be with me for now, so as not to delay my future.

"When Senior says I shouldn't date and should focus on my career first, he means I should improve my status in the entertainment industry.

When I become a true queen of song, to the point where revealing our relationship won't affect my career, he'll be able to be with me.

And this line: 'What happened before, I owe you, and I will definitely repay it in the future.'

This is Senior's hint to me, meaning he will definitely compensate me emotionally in the future!

Senior is so considerate, I'm so touched!

So, from now on, I'm going to focus on my career and eliminate Senior's worries!"

After Feng Bingbing finished speaking, the car fell silent.

After a long while, Xiao Zhu slowly gave a thumbs-up. "Little Bing, do you get full marks on reading comprehension tests every time?"

Zhou Wanqing opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to persuade Feng Bingbing, but then sighed and closed it.

"Sister Wan Qing, what work do I have scheduled recently?"

Feng Bingbing's charming and bright face was alight with burning fighting spirit.

"Uh, tomorrow you're going to Nanan to shoot a commercial for Defu Chocolate, the day after tomorrow there's a variety show on Shennan Satellite TV, and the day after that..."

Zhou Wanqing looked down at the schedule on her phone, pointing to one item:

"Next month, you'll be recording the second season of Pure Voice on Jiangrong Satellite TV. You're a mentor. This is still being negotiated, but if it's confirmed, it will be your most important job recently."

Feng Bingbing raised both hands, clenched her fair fists, and said excitedly:

"Okay, I'll head to Nanan tonight! Work hard, cheer up! Senior, you just wait for me!"

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