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The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul

[Entertainment Industry + Strong Female Lead + Refreshing Story + Hidden Identity] The Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, Tang Shu, who was skilled in Poison Techniques and Hidden Weapons, had transmigrated and became an 18th-tier newbie, debuting as a supporting actress. After a variety show aired: Haters: "I actually think Tang Shu is kind of cute. Is there something wrong with me?" When the National Mechanical Engineering Research Institute announced: Miss Tang is our key-appointed research consultant. Haters: "What????" When an authoritative Chinese medicine expert revealed during an interview: The development of a new type of medicine owes much to Tang Shu. Haters: "Isn't this just too coincidental?" When the Porcelain Restoration Department openly stated: No one surpasses Tang Shu in the fields of porcelain restoration and calligraphy and painting. Haters: "Is this white lotus getting a bit too intoxicating?" When a Weibo big V with millions of fans accidentally revealed her face during a live broadcast... The haters all declared that their minds were blown! *** Jing Yu, the favored son of heaven, had always had an iron grip and a successful career until— he met Tang Shu. Inside the cinema, after watching four or five movies in a row, he realized the person sitting next to him hadn't changed, enjoying the popcorn with great relish. Jing Yu's throat moved slightly; this woman was flirting with him. Facing each other in a coffee shop, she casually pulled out a double-sided straw and placed it in her cup. Jing Yu's eyes tinted red; this woman was definitely flirting with him!

Rain Chen Zhenzhen · Urban
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553 Chs

438. Signature

"With such slender arms and legs, she looks so thin," said one of the students, eyeing the petite girl doubtfully. "Can she really withstand the high altitude of the Tibetan Area?"

"The conditions inside the Ancient Tomb are even more challenging than here," another student commented. "Let's hope she doesn't get altitude sickness."

Just before leaving the hotel, Professor Kong called Zheng Anhe, who was in charge of all the trivial matters, aside.

"Go talk to the hotel," he instructed, "bring a few more oxygen cylinders, just in case."

Safety first.

They couldn't afford to let Master Yu's students come to harm here.

Zheng Anhe paused for a moment, then glanced at Tang Shu not far away, his gaze indiscernible.

"Understood," he said.

While someone was handling the checkout and other procedures, several young female students finally mustered the courage to approach Tang Shu, chattering excitedly for her autograph and to gather some news.