Jun Ruo Lan Xi Goes Live

To join Lehong Entertainment, Song Anning had made every possible preparation. After several days of rest and recuperation, he finally dressed himself to the nines and headed out.

To make it easier for him to get around, Cen Muxiao had specially assigned him a driver and a car. Dressed head to toe in designer brands and chauffeured around in a luxury car, he had both substance and style. It made him secretly rather pleased with himself—at the very least, he looked far more respectable than Guo Lantai riding around on a motorcycle.

He had contacted Wu Tianyong at Lehong Entertainment in advance and ultimately arranged to meet at Lehong Entertainment's headquarters.

At first, Wu Tianyong had not been very willing. He wanted to meet Song Anning alone for a chat, repeatedly saying that he thought highly of Song Anning as a person and was very willing to be friends with him.

Song Anning was determined to build a career in the entertainment industry, so naturally, he understood some of its unspoken rules. He was confident that his looks and temperament were both exceptional. Any investor with an eye for talent would find it difficult not to be satisfied with him.

But he had only met Wu Tianyong a few times. How could Wu Tianyong define what kind of person he was in just a few words? Song Anning did not believe that at all.

Then again, Wu Tianyong had taken an interest in him because he saw his potential and believed he was someone worth cultivating.

Song Anning had done plenty of research these past few days. He knew Wu Tianyong had a sharp eye for talent. There were too many rising artists and popular young idols to count who had become famous after being discovered and promoted by him, not to mention several highly acclaimed Best Actors and Best Actresses. They had won no small number of major industry awards. Lehong Entertainment's ability to make stars was plain to see.

But when all was said and done, was it not simply using them to make money for Lehong Entertainment? They were nothing more than tools for Wu Tianyong to sit back and profit from.

Still, Song Anning did not care about that. He believed the same principle applied at every entertainment company. Good looks alone meant nothing; what mattered was whether the big shots behind the scenes were willing to invest heavily in you. Even someone utterly mediocre could easily wait for their moment to rise if enough money was thrown at them.

He knew full well how dark the entertainment industry could be, but he had no intention of shrinking back because of it, much less rejecting Wu Tianyong's initiative to befriend him.

He only had to keep his wits about him and stay on guard. Besides, he believed that as long as Cen Muxiao stood behind him, no one would dare casually set their sights on him.

Wu Tianyong had his eye on Song Anning's abilities, but was Song Anning not also interested in Lehong Entertainment, that star-making factory? They were merely using each other.

So, to avoid stepping into a trap right from the start, he turned down Wu Tianyong's proposal to meet alone. He tactfully said that he wanted a formal interview, where he could show him the results of his studies over the past few years and prove that his time studying abroad had not merely been for show, returning home to be nothing more than a useless decorative vase.

He had his own reasons for doing this. First, he wanted to personally visit Lehong Entertainment's headquarters and get a feel for the company's real situation. Once the matter was settled, that place would become his future work environment. He could not rest easy without seeing for himself what sort of atmosphere it had.

Second, with a proper interview process, his entry into Lehong Entertainment would be far more justified. Proud as he was, he did not want to establish a personal connection first and then form a working relationship, only to have others gossip carelessly because of it. His background had to be spotless.

In his view, no cooperation involving interests could yield true friendship. And once pure friendship became tied to money or benefits, its flavor changed. That was also one reason he was unwilling to accept Cen Muxiao's help for the time being.

After all, no matter how deep a friendship was, it could not compare to an intimate partnership. What he wanted from Cen Muxiao was not merely generous support from a friend, but what was rightfully given to him—without owing anyone a single favor.

To put it plainly, as long as he became the legitimate Mrs. Cen, as long as he could completely enter Cen Muxiao's heart, everything he wanted would become something he was entitled to. Even the moon in the sky would come with half of it reserved exclusively for him.

As for Wu Tianyong, all he wanted was success and fame. Then, using Lehong Entertainment as a platform, he would become an industry-leading star admired for both character and talent—the unreachable yet irresistible presence in the public eye.

Then he could stand before Cen Muxiao and calmly accept his confession. Look, the person countless people yearned for but could never have had opened his arms only to you. Cherish it. You should be secretly overjoyed!

What arranged marriage? What so-called arranged-marriage partner, Guo Lantai? What right did he have to compete with him? They could all get as far away as possible!

The only Mrs. Cen that Cen Muxiao would acknowledge could be Song Anning!

By then, let alone becoming a top star in the domestic entertainment industry—even becoming a global superstar would not be difficult as long as he had the support of Cen Muxiao and the Cen family.

A bountiful harvest in both family and career—that was his life goal.

Besides, he believed Wu Tianyong had taken an interest in him partly because of his relationship with Cen Muxiao. After all, there were plenty of people who wanted to cooperate with Cen Group and begged Cen Muxiao to be their financial backer. Wu Tianyong's willingness to give him an opportunity was also a way of currying favor with Cen Muxiao.

The more Song Anning thought about it, the more confident he became. The excited smile on his face never faded throughout the ride. Whenever the driver happened to glance at him through the rearview mirror, his scalp tingled. Why did Mr. Song look like he was going to meet an old lover? He could not suppress it at all!

Song Anning quickly noticed the driver's distraction and immediately darkened his expression, urging him to speed up toward Lehong Entertainment's headquarters. It was as though the road ahead were a bright avenue leading straight to the happy destination of his wonderful future.

Meanwhile, after seeing Song Anning off, Guo Lantai was so delighted that he nearly broke into a dance. Seeing Song Anning so carefully dressed and brimming with confidence, he knew Song Anning's debut plan had officially begun.

The person Song Anning took so seriously was probably Wu Tianyong from Lehong Entertainment. As far as Guo Lantai knew, the director who had recognized Song Anning's talent in the original story was still abroad attending a film festival and could not possibly be meeting him now.

And so many days had passed. If Wu Tianyong had even the slightest interest, it was about time for him to make a move.

Heh, then he wished him a smooth debut!

Guo Lantai soon began a newcomer's first livestream, giving his livestream room a very elegant name—"Jun Ruo Lan Xi."

In truth, he was hopeless at naming things. He had been stuck for ages when naming his livestream room, and trashy names like Guo Third or Guo Second Pockmark had kept popping into his head. Then inspiration suddenly struck, and he simply borrowed one character each from his older brother's and sister's names. The siblings who could not reunite in real life were brought together in his livestream room first.

Yet thanks to that very name, nearly every new fan who entered his livestream room could not help but shout in the public chat when they saw him:

"Just hearing that name, I knew the streamer had to be a gorgeous woman... Beauty! Beauty? Where's the beauty?"

"Just hearing that name, I knew the streamer had to be a gorgeous woman... Beauty! Beauty? Where's the beauty? Where is she?"

"Just hearing that name, I knew the streamer had to be a gorgeous woman... Beauty! Beauty? Where's the beauty? Oh? So he's a handsome guy!"

"Beauty! Beauty? I provide free eye drops. Raise your paws if you need to wipe your eyes clean!"

"As a handsome guy myself, I was going to leave, but when I saw the streamer, my hesitant little hand firmly withdrew!"

"The person above is so narcissistic, hehe!"

"Like attracts like. I admit I got drawn in. Hello, handsome guy! I'm following you!"

"Who cares whether it's a man or woman? He's so good-looking, I'm following first and asking questions later. I'll light up my badge for you!"

"I'm not talking because I'm busy liking the stream. Streamer, remember me! ♥(｡￫v￩｡)♥"

"I'll leave a like first, then go... round up some people. So few viewers really do not do the streamer's looks justice!"

"Does anyone else think this young man looks kind of familiar?"

"Familiar +1!"

"Familiar +1!"

Without even getting a chance to say a word, Guo Lantai silently rolled his eyes. It was just a name—how had they managed to decide his gender from that?

And besides, his grand wedding had already been held. It would be strange if they did not recognize him!