Boom! The sound of thunder and lightning roared.
Just as Lin Fan turned around,
he quickly turned back again.
His face showed a horrified expression,
though this time it looked a bit more stiff.
After all, he couldn’t remember the last time he had felt fear.
Not far away, Lin An'an stood there dressed as a magical girl.
In one hand, she held a magic wand,
and in the other, a red booklet.
Written on it in bold letters was: Labor Contract Law.
It had to be said,
the big star Lin An'an cosplaying as a magical girl had a unique charm.
Originally, the production team had planned for her to wear an ancient costume inspired by "Dongfang Bubai,"
but considering the young audience,
they decided to focus on educational content.
After all, education should start from a young age.
So, the production team went with a new magical girl outfit.
This was something everyone, young and old, had at least heard of.
Even if someone hadn’t, it didn’t matter.
Lin An'an pulled off the cosplay perfectly.
Those who didn’t know her would surely recognize her after the commercial aired.
Lin An'an’s face was slightly flushed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
But as a professional actor, she knew her job well.
As long as the director didn’t call "cut,"
she had to keep going.
For a moment, not only was the production team stunned, but even the extras were captivated.
Including Lin Fan.
Lin Fan swallowed hard, snapping back to reality, and put on a terrified expression.
He staggered backward,
muttering under his breath,
"You... don’t come any closer."
"Don’t come any closer!"
With a thud,
he fell to the ground.
This wasn’t part of the script.
It was because Lin An'an’s appearance had completely mesmerized him.
His mind was filled with thoughts of Lin An'an wearing that outfit and practicing with him.
That’s why he fell.
As Lin Fan sat on the ground,
the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
Everyone was stunned,
including Lin Fan himself.
It was so damn awkward.
He wanted to rush over and slap Director Liu across the face!
What kind of crappy script was this?
Making him fall for no reason.
He was utterly humiliated.
Damn it!
If the situation allowed,
Lin An'an would have also given Lin Fan a look of disbelief.
How could he even fall like that?
Unbelievable!
Fortunately, it didn’t last long.
As Director Liu excitedly shouted,
"Cut!!!!!!"
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The nimble Director Liu quickly ran over to Lin Fan.
"Mr. Lin Fan, that fall of yours was like the finishing touch!"
"You must have planned it, right?"
"It completely elevated the show’s effect!"
Director Liu couldn’t stop praising him.
But to Lin Fan, these words sounded strange.
He felt like this fat guy was mocking him!
If it weren’t for all the eyes watching,
especially Lin An'an’s gaze,
he would have slapped this fat guy right then and there.
"Thank you,"
Lin Fan said with a dark expression.
Director Liu finally realized something was off.
"Mr. Lin, about that fall scene,"
"I just improvised it. Please delete it,"
Lin Fan said calmly,
with a hint of threat in his eyes.
Director Liu swallowed hard. He didn’t want to miss this perfect shot.
Moreover, Lin Fan’s acting earlier
showed genuine talent.
It was actually quite good.
After some thought, the director continued,
"Mr. Lin, I have another script here. This time, it’s not a public service ad but a movie! And it’s also a collaboration with Lin An'an."
"For the male lead, I’ve considered a few candidates, but they’re all tied up with other projects. And in terms of acting, I think you’d be a great fit."
"Would you be interested...?"
The movie script Director Liu had was indeed good.
But hiring Lin An'an had already taken a big chunk out of the budget.
And bringing in a well-known male actor
would create a strong combination,
but how much would be left for the director and the crew?
Director Liu felt he deserved a bigger share for all his hard work.
Besides, the main focus of this movie
was on the female lead,
not the male lead.
As long as the male lead’s acting was decent,
it would be fine.
At least, that’s what Director Liu thought.
Lin Fan’s heart leaped with joy.
Another chance to collaborate?
Even better!
With time, feelings could grow.
As long as they were filming a movie,
there would definitely be opportunities for physical contact with Lin An'an.
Even if that didn’t happen,
Lin Fan didn’t want to miss this chance.
He pretended to hesitate for a moment,
then said,
"Alright, I’ll do it."
Director Liu smiled, "That’s great!"
"But delete that fall scene!" Lin Fan added.
Director Liu’s face fell. Damn!
You’re still hung up on that?
Director Liu wasn’t the type to just roll over.
"Mr. Lin, I just remembered there are a few other strong male lead candidates..."
Director Liu said, pretending to consider other options.
Lin Fan’s mouth twitched. He cursed this shameless fat guy in his heart.
"Since that fall added to the ad’s impact, Director Liu, you can keep it."
Director Liu rubbed his chubby hands together, his face lighting up with a smile. "Mr. Lin, after some thought, I think you’re the perfect fit for that movie."
Meanwhile, the production team was already packing up.
Thanks to Lin Fan’s performance,
the shoot went exceptionally smoothly,
exceeding expectations.
The rest, like editing, would be handled by the professional post-production team.
At noon,
Director Liu generously treated the entire crew to a meal at a high-end restaurant.
Since Director Liu had worked with Lin An'an many times before,
he always thought of her first when he had a good script.
And after begging her multiple times,
Lin An'an reluctantly agreed to join the meal.
During the meal,
Director Liu mentioned the male lead for the next movie,
which would be played by Lin Fan, who was sitting nearby.
Hearing this, Lin An'an felt like punching someone!
Lin Fan’s occasional intrusive gaze
made Lin An'an uncomfortable.
From what Yang Jingying and others had told her,
she knew what kind of person Lin Fan was.
The more Lin Fan acted innocent,
the more it disgusted her.
Fortunately, the meal ended soon,
and Lin An'an left in a stretched Lincoln.
She had read Director Liu’s script.
The story was captivating.
If done well,
it could take her career to the next level.
But for some reason,
she just didn’t want to work with Lin Fan.
"Miss, shall we head home, or...?"
the driver asked.
Lin An'an waved her hand, "Just drive around for a bit."
"Yes!"
The driver didn’t ask further, focusing on his job.
Lin An'an was caught in a dilemma.
On one hand, she didn’t want to pass up the script.
On the other, she didn’t want to collaborate with Lin Fan.
At her level as an actor,
she wasn’t working for money anymore.
She wanted to leave a lasting legacy in the film industry,
to secure her place in history.
That’s why she pushed herself so hard.
After all, new actors and actresses emerged every year.
Becoming one of the top, undisputed actresses was no easy feat.
Lin An'an picked up her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
She didn’t have many friends.
It wasn’t that she lacked connections, but very few had her personal social media accounts.
Soon, she found Li Jiaxin among her limited contacts.
Feeling a bit bored,
Lin An'an wanted to vent to someone.
So, she sent Li Jiaxin a meme.
Lin An'an: Hey, beautiful! (A funny black panda meme)
Not long after,
Li Jiaxin replied almost instantly.
Li Jiaxin: Wow~ What a rare guest! How’s the big star doing? (Happy emoji jpg)
Lin An'an was momentarily stunned, then smiled.
She started chatting with Li Jiaxin.
Li Jiaxin was naturally good at talking to beautiful girls.
Soon, Lin An'an found herself spilling everything that had happened that day.
It was all voluntary, and the more she talked, the more she got into it.
Li Jiaxin played the role of a curious bystander,
enjoying the firsthand gossip from the big star.
But this juicy piece of news
left Li Jiaxin feeling more and more uneasy.
Her eyes seemed to burn with fury.
That damn dragon king was stealing from her house?!!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
