You and the Superstar Have No Chance

"Ugly Monster?"

The staff member blinked, thinking the song title was pretty strange. Still, they didn't comment and wrote it down.

Then they showed Lin Mu the results of the drawing for the PK round and asked him to sign.

"Bro, who are you up against later?"

Hao Jian immediately leaned over, curious. His voice turned excited:

"Xiao Qing?"

He glanced at Chi Haiyuan, who was sitting with Wu Tian, and grinned mischievously.

"Dawei Tianlong versus Xiao Qing, heh heh heh."

Only then did Lin Mu realize he'd drawn Chi Yuting. He instinctively looked across the room, and Chi Haiyuan happened to be looking back at him.

Chi Yuting had probably figured out that Lin Mu was her opponent. Her expression was somewhat complicated.

A moment later, Chi Haiyuan murmured something to Wu Tian, then strode toward Lin Mu on her long legs.

The rest of her was passable, but those long legs were the kind that could go viral in a short video without even needing an elongation filter.

Hao Jian stared, dumbstruck, repeatedly nudging Lin Mu. "Bro, she's coming over! Wow, she really is coming over!"

Chi Yuting stopped in front of Lin Mu, her face once again adorned with a seductive smile.

"Go easy on me later, okay? Just let me get through this round."

Chi Yuting leaned forward, deliberately lowering her neckline a little. Her alluring red lips nearly brushed Lin Mu's face.

"You can have anything you want, Brother Long."

The way she said "Brother Long" was so sweet and coy that Hao Jian shuddered beside them, nearly slipping off his chair.

Lin Mu smiled. "Sure, no problem."

Seeing that the man had finally fallen under her spell, Chi Yuting giggled with satisfaction. "Thank you. See you after the competition."

She winked at him, then turned and swayed away.

After shuddering a couple of times, Hao Jian gradually regained his composure. In an even, matter-of-fact tone, he said:

"Xiao Qing's pretty good, but her face and butt still can't compare to that rich young lady."

"Who's the rich young lady?" Lin Mu asked.

"Damn, you really don't know? That one—Zisu! The older sister who's always trying to get a taste of you. You'd be shocked if you knew who she was!"

Hao Jian's eyes lit up as he launched into the gossip. Lowering his voice, he said:

"She's the daughter of Jiangrong Satellite TV's deputy director! She's here undercover! Didn't see that coming, did you? Heh heh. Bro, if you seize the chance and get together with her, you can live off her for the rest of your life!"

Lin Mu smiled. He'd already figured out that Zisu wasn't an ordinary staff member.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to take him out of the recording hall before the show was even finished filming yesterday.

Still, being the daughter of Jiangrong Satellite TV's deputy director did seem to make her much more useful.

"Bro, you don't believe me?"

Hao Jian asked.

"No, I was just thinking that my legs are bad. I can't kneel, so I'm afraid I can't live off her."

Lin Mu shook his head.

"If you can't kneel, you can make her kneel and take care of you!"

Hao Jian grinned lecherously.

Lin Mu turned to look at him, then suddenly laughed.

"You've got potential."

The guy was a little sleazy, but he really did have the enthusiasm and makings of a paparazzo.

Maybe he could give it a shot.

Meanwhile, Wu Tian watched Chi Yuting as she sat back down beside him and asked:

"Do you know that guy?"

Chi Yuting shook her head. "No."

"Then why were you standing so close to him just now?"

Wu Tian's voice carried a hint of jealousy.

With her fish already on the hook, Chi Yuting put on a wounded expression.

"He's my opponent in the PK round, and he's really good. I wasn't confident, so I went over to lower his guard a little. There's no one to protect me now, either."

Wu Tian looked at her long, fair legs and swallowed. He said earnestly:

"I know a few executives at entertainment companies. With your looks and talent, you should have no trouble signing with one."

Chi Yuting's eyes lit up, and her voice grew even gentler.

"You're so good to me. How should I thank you?"

This fool wasn't bad. She could keep stringing him along.

Wu Tian smiled. "We're friends. You don't need to be so formal."

This fool wasn't bad, either. If Feng Bingbing wasn't interested in him, he could settle for having some fun with this woman.

The two seafarers exchanged a tender smile.

"Dawei Tianlong, Xiao Qing, head backstage."

The waiting room door opened, and a staff member called to them.

Lin Mu stood up and patted Hao Jian's shoulder. "Remember, come wait for me on Huiyuan Road after filming wraps."

Hao Jian looked confused. "Don't you have a date with Xiao Qing?"

Lin Mu looked back and smiled. "You're more interesting than her."

With that, he walked out of the waiting room.

"?"

Hao Jian froze for a moment, then suddenly folded his arms across his chest.

"Holy crap!"

As soon as Lin Mu stepped outside, he spotted Zisu. The woman had clearly been waiting by the door to ambush him.

The moment she saw him, she hurried over. "Little Dragon, do your best! I believe in you!"

Just then, Chi Yuting came out behind him. The two women exchanged glances. Chi Haiyuan ignored Zisu, smiled, and pressed close to Lin Mu, speaking in a coquettish voice.

"I'll be waiting for you onstage. Be sure to treat me gently, okay?"

Then she swayed off, rolling her hips as she walked.

"Ugh! What a shameless woman!"

Zisu warned Lin Mu, "Don't fall for it, handsome. She's trying to trick you. Whatever you do, don't go easy on her."

Lin Mu suddenly said, "Miss Zisu, could you do me a favor and walk with me for a bit?"

Zisu froze. Looking at the handsome young man's gentle, jade-like face, she felt dizzy with infatuation and nodded repeatedly.

They walked side by side down the corridor leading to the stage. The PK round between the two contestants currently onstage was still underway, so there was no need to hurry.

As they walked, Zisu kept glancing sideways at Lin Mu, practically drooling. She made no effort to hide her face-loving nature.

Lin Mu didn't mind. He suddenly said, "Miss Zisu, I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead!" Zisu replied at once.

"Yesterday backstage, when Zhou Yiyi barged into Feng Bingbing's dressing room, how did the production team handle it?"

Lin Mu asked coolly.

Zisu replied, "The deputy director was there, so he immediately apologized to Feng Bingbing. They just acted like nothing had happened. Feng Bingbing wasn't hurt, after all. Chen Xin apologized to her later, too."

"The director and deputy director apologized to Feng Bingbing?"

Lin Mu frowned slightly. "What about Zhou Yiyi?"

"What could Zhou Yiyi do? He left."

Zisu looked Lin Mu up and down with her seductive, upturned eyes.

"What? You like Feng Bingbing, too?"

"Too?" Lin Mu slowed his step a little.

Zisu scoffed. "In the waiting room, in the audience, and even among our production crew, eight out of every ten men like her. Is that so strange?"

Her face was full of indignation. "It's not like she's especially pretty, or has a great figure, or a particularly elegant air, or sings especially well."

By the end, Zisu had simply fallen silent.

Lin Mu asked, "I heard Wu Tian confessed to Feng Bingbing onstage?"

Zisu waved a hand. "That was all for show. Even a fool knows Feng Bingbing would never say yes to him!"

Lin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly. "I also heard Wu Tian said that if he won the competition, his wish would be to have dinner with Feng Bingbing?"

Zisu replied, "That's pretty likely. It's for the show, after all. At most, Feng Bingbing has to have one meal with him. It's not like she'll lose a hair."

"Mm."

Lin Mu answered, and he seemed to radiate coldness.

Wow, handsome was so cool!

Zisu looked at him from the side, feeling herself practically melt.

"Hey, handsome, you and the superstar have no chance. Forget about her and pay attention to what's right in front of you."

Zisu pushed out her chest, sucked in her stomach, and swayed closer to Lin Mu as she spoke in a syrupy voice.

They had reached backstage. A staff member came over and called out:

"Dawei Tianlong, Xiao Qing, get ready to go on!"

Lin Mu nodded and headed toward the stage.

Zisu stayed where she was, watching his retreating back as she murmured:

"Could he really like Feng Bingbing? Why would she ever be interested in you? Hmph, another fool."