Chapter 8: The Thin Emperor in Others' Eyes

Yinchao led them out of their predicament and began to develop feelings, not exactly fondness, but filled with gratitude. With Yinchao's support, she embarked on a journey in the entertainment industry, becoming a star immediately upon debut and greatly improving her life.

Liking each other, dating, getting engaged, what seemed perfectly natural and meant to be, ended up being her massive funeral conspiracy. The drink, toasted in celebration of their successful engagement, sent her to her death.

Yuran suddenly woke up...

During lunch break, the surrounding classmates clutched their phones, chattering about recent entertainment headlines.

"Ah, such a pity, my goddess Fu Yuran actually just died like that, even though it's been over three months, she's still topping the trending searches!"

"Speaking of which, she was actually quite fortunate, even though it was a sudden heart attack, but look at her boyfriend, Yinchao, who brought her out, he decently buried her! You didn't see him on the day of the funeral, his eyes were all swollen!"

"With so many cameras there, who knows if the tears were real or fake?"

"Really? The two of them have been sweet and loving everywhere they went since they announced their relationship, it doesn't make sense for him to fake cry after she's dead, right?"

"It's a pity about Fu Yuran's 'Empress of a Generation,' when the official photos were released, I almost got turned by her!"

"Speaking of 'Empress of a Generation', didn't you see the official announcement? Yinran International has already issued a notice. The parts that Fu Yuran filmed will be preserved because her scenes were all after becoming the Empress. For the first half, reportedly her sister Fu Bairan from the same company will replace her to make her official debut!"

"No way... Fu Bairan, who had that cameo... cough cough... She can't even handle a music video, how can she possibly take on Fu Yuran's role?"

"Let it go, no more discussion, anyway, in my heart, 'Empress of a Generation' only Fu Yuran can carry, with her innate dominance, who can compete, it's truly a huge loss!"

Yuran still lay her head on the desk, her palms clenched into fists and gripped tightly.

So that was it, no wonder Yinchao insisted on her filming the scenes after becoming the Empress first, saying it was to be done in one go so she could rest well afterward.

It turned out to just be to elevate someone else.

The girls' conversations quickly shifted, with Bo Yan's name coming up frequently.

In Diyang, if asked who the national male god was, who garnered constant attention with every move, it was none other than Bo Yan. Diyang had developed rapidly, and its entertainment industry was immensely prosperous, almost totally saturated, but still a place of fast replacements. In such an environment, topping the list, his popularity steadily rising, Bo Yan remained unshaken on his pedestal, with no one else but him.

Bo Yan belonged to Diyang Group. Diyang, a giant in the entertainment industry, was known as a star-making factory. It was involved in more than thirty types of industries, and everyone knew that Bo Yan had signed directly with Diyang Group, not Diyang Entertainment, making his peculiar status all the more puzzling.

Speaking of Bo Yan, each girl's cheeks flushed with the beginnings of their crushes.

Yuran slightly curled her lips, finding it impossible to connect the Bo Yan in everyone's eyes with the one she had encountered.

The entertainment industry was exhausting. In her past life, she struggled through that big melting pot, full of glitz and glamour. She would never have considered entering that circle if her death hadn't been so bizarre, but...

Looking at those two shining brightly, enjoying everything that was hers?

She couldn't!