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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
Not enough ratings
741 Chs
#ROMANCE
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#FACESLAPPING
#SHOWBIZ

489. Bosses need weekends off too

"Not fully awake yet?"

A clear and familiar voice suddenly rang out close by, tinged with a bit of depth, like a small brush inadvertently sweeping past her ear, eliciting a tingling sensation.

Tang Shu opened her eyes, her groggy gaze instantly gaining a hint of lucidity as her bare, pale toes unconsciously curled inwards.

She tilted her phone slightly, and two characters displayed on the screen:

Jing Yu.

"I'm sorry..."

A wave of warmth spread across Tang Shu's cheek resting against the right side of her phone screen, and in her heart, she repeatedly cursed Cheng Ranran as the culprit, unaware that she was displacing her irritation.

"I'm awake now."

"Mm," Jing Yu uttered a single syllable nasally, "The weather is really nice today. They're holding a temple fair on the street by our community. Want to check it out?"

A temple fair?

What would a modern temple fair look like?