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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 · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
632 Chs

541. This is a screen test!

The room's decoration was simple and unadorned, without anything else.

No props performance.

Five words sprang to Mu Ziwei's mind immediately, a scene all too familiar to an actor, as common as a daily meal.

As the thought flashed by, she looked up towards the judging panel straight ahead and the first person she saw was Director Li.

The fifty-something-year-old man had strands of gray in his hair due to work, but his eyes were incredibly sharp. At the moment, Li Li was holding a pen in his right hand, his nose adorned with a pair of black-framed glasses, his gaze shifting from the script on the table toward the other party.

As Mu Ziwei met those eyes, she felt the pressure mount.

Indeed a renowned director!

Just one look, an invisible oppression surged forth, giving her a feeling entirely different from other directors.

The event unfolded in a flash, and Mu Ziwei instinctively started speaking.

"Hello, Director Li, and all the teachers..."