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Rebirth of a Hollywood Socialite.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun. Translator: Doyenro (Fan Translate) Author: Zhuang Jiang Alternative universe (AU) She can produce the most terrifying horror films and also create the most profitable commercial films; she can turn artistic films into commercial successes and turn commercial films into artistic achievements. Future critiques of Laila all say that she is synonymous with the Hollywood miracle, one of the greatest directors of all time. She even unintentionally becomes the most skilled photographer and strategist. However, she knows that all of this comes from her biggest secret, which is—she has been reborn! T/N: * The Female Lead(MC) is very patriotic to her old country, so it may be annoying to some people. * The English gets better from chapter 65, the chapters 1 - 65 will be edited soon. * The actors' or actresses' characters may be different from reality. It is just an alternate universal fictional novel. * Alternate History * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop. * Original Chinese novel completed.

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Chapter 729 - Chinese Proficiency Level Ten (Part One)

"I'm actually looking forward to seeing Roy drink those things. I wonder if you can make a copy for me as a keepsake after he drinks them?" Laila said seemingly seriously.

"Laila!" Roy's eyes widened.

The host and others in the studio burst into laughter.

"This is great! I think our ratings will soar after Roy drinks them."

Roy held the phone close, "Laila, you have no idea what's in front of me! Those three drinks seem like they were concocted by a witch; drinking them might turn me into a frog."

Laila chuckled, "Well, then I can try if kissing you can turn you back."

"Wow!" The hosts, who were laughing a moment ago, exclaimed in unison.

After joking around for a while and achieving the desired effect, Laila shifted to the main topic, "It seems that Roy is scared by those things. Okay, let me see if he's lucky enough to avoid drinking them."

A surprise guest like her, who played along so well, was always the favorite of the hosts.

"Laila, listen carefully. We have three questions here, and each question represents a drink. If Roy answers correctly, he doesn't have to drink; if he answers incorrectly, he must drink." At this point, the host winked at the camera, "If he drinks, I'll make sure to capture his expression and send it to you."

"Sure," Laila responded with a smiling face.

She had already guessed the intention of the production team. First, make it a little difficult for Roy, then expose her as the hidden figure behind the scenes, taking the opportunity to hype their relationship. It could be said that the production team was seizing the chance to gain more attention. Who wouldn't want to see Hollywood's big stars and directors privately showing affection?

She thought these questions wouldn't be too difficult. They were probably general knowledge that everyone knew but could still be challenging for foreigners. Outside, people often called her an expert on the East because of her proficiency in Chinese, but the extent of her expertise was not accurately defined.

"Director Moran, it's time to test if you are truly an expert on the East! Listen carefully. The first question is—what's the difference between 'wear as much as you want in winter and as little as you want in summer'?" the host asked.

"Ha!" As soon as the question was raised, the audience burst into laughter. Wasn't this question bullying foreigners? The culture of the East was profound and extensive; how could a foreigner not be confused?

Before Laila could answer, the host turned to the still-confused Roy, "Roy, can you answer this?" the host asked.

Roy was puzzled, "Is this question difficult? The difference is simply that one is about winter, and the other is about summer, right?"

"Haha." His answer once again made everyone in the studio burst into laughter.

Unfortunately, Roy had no idea what they were laughing about.

The host, still holding back laughter, asked Laila, "Director Moran, do you, the expert on the East, know the answer?"

"...", Laila was a bit speechless. This kind of question was really bullying foreigners. But how could the other party guess that she, as a foreigner, was deeply rooted in Eastern culture? Such questions were quite effortless for her.

"Roy is right. The difference lies in winter and summer. In winter, wear as much as you want, with an emphasis on 'much.' In summer, wear as little as you want, with an emphasis on 'little.'"

"Clap, clap!" The audience generously applauded Laila. A foreigner explaining it so clearly demonstrated her significant effort in learning the Eastern language for thirty years.

"Okay, it seems that our Roy doesn't need to drink this one." The host regretfully took away a cup of a mysterious beverage that couldn't be identified.

"Now, listen up. The next question is also very difficult! It would be very headache-inducing for those who aren't well-versed in an Eastern language!"

The host built up suspense, saying amid the audience's cheers, "A and B meet. A says to B, 'Your teeth look really good.' B says, 'Oh, those are fake.' A says, 'Ah, real or fake?' B says, 'Real.' So, I ask you, are B's teeth real or fake?"

The question was immediately followed by laughter from the audience. Wasn't this blatant bullying of foreigners? What if they bullied them to the point where they dared not come to their show again?

The host, enduring the laughter, brought the microphone to Roy, "Roy, tell us, do you think B's teeth are real or fake?"

Roy's eye twitched. He had heard something about real or fake in the previous question, but whether it was real or fake... how would he know?

He didn't expect him to answer correctly, so the host directly asked through the phone, "Laila, do you know the answer?"

They could only hear Laila's voice from the phone and couldn't see her face. Otherwise, they would have seen how strange her expression was at this moment.

She was already certain that all these questions were meant to make things difficult for foreigners, taking advantage of their limited understanding of Eastern languages.

"Answer: the teeth are fake." She smiled, "It's indeed a tricky question; I almost got caught in it."

The studio erupted in applause, and even the hosts clapped enthusiastically.

"This can't stump our great director. She must be at a level ten in Chinese proficiency!" Another cup of the dreadful drink was taken away.

"No, I have to bring out my ultimate weapon this time." The host rolled up his sleeves, looking as if he was about to do something big. "The next question is my secret weapon!"

"Listen carefully! Xiaofang says: 'Oh my god, my period hasn't come this month. I'm so worried, it's simply outrageous. Please tell me, who is in a hurry in this sentence? 

1: Xiaofang's little sister; 

2: Xiaofang's mother; 

3: Xiaofang's aunt; 

4: Xiaofang's sister; 

5: Xiaofang's dad; 

6: Xiaofang; 

7: Xiaofang's boyfriend!"

Before the host finished, the audience was already laughing. Wasn't this a bit too obvious in bullying foreigners? What if they scared them away from their show?

The host, trying to hold back his laughter, completed the question amidst the audience's laughter, "Roy is the only one left on the stage who can still stand straight. Everyone else is holding their stomachs and laughing to the ground."

In response to this, Roy expressed his confusion; what exactly were these people laughing at?

On the other end of the phone, Laila also felt a bit at a loss. Wouldn't these questions be easily cut from the recording in the studio?

However, from the hearty laughter coming through the phone, it seemed that the audience and the guests were enthusiastic about making things difficult for foreigners.

"How about it? Director Moran did my question stump you?! I'm not bragging, even an Eastern person would be defeated by my question!" The host was unusually confident.