A Good Show Ahead

Sister Zhao: "..."

Was it too late for her to order a coffin now?

But as Shen Ranxin's popularity continued to rise, more and more business opportunities came looking for him.

Sister Zhao squeezed Shen Ranxin's shoulders and smiled like a loving mother. "Have you eaten?"

Shen Ranxin nodded. "I have."

"Then let's get going." With a grand sweep of her hand, Sister Zhao said, "This is your schedule for the next three months."

Then he saw a schedule even more packed than his senior year class timetable.

Shen Ranxin peacefully lay back down. "Why not just consider me dead?"

His manager was fired up. "You were shelved for five years. Now is your chance to make a comeback in one fell swoop! Don't you want to take back everything that belongs to you through your own hard work?!"

Shen Ranxin lowered his eyes. "Hard work doesn't necessarily bring results."

His manager paused, a trace of pity surfacing in her heart. "I know the past five years have been difficult for you, but..."

Shen Ranxin said, "But if I don't work hard, I'll definitely be comfortable."

Sister Zhao: "..."

Sister Zhao said, "You have to believe that much success comes from diligence!"

Shen Ranxin nodded. "Then I can rest today and tomorrow."

Sister Zhao said, "Don't be so pessimistic. You may not have fans, but you sure know how to piss people off! Look at how rabid your CP fans are. Believe in yourself—you were born with the innate physique of a gay icon! As the saying goes, Heaven gives every man a talent for a reason..."

Shen Ranxin said, "Yeah, yeah, Heaven gives every man a talent for a reason. I just won't use mine if I can help it."

At the end of her rope, Sister Zhao grabbed