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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 · Thành thị
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548. Something seems a little off, doesn't it?

After clicking the submit button, Tang Shu rubbed her brow as she was somewhat comforted by the last few paintings.

"At least there are a few that look acceptable."

Otherwise, she had been quite disappointed with the current Traditional Chinese Painting Association.

The first round of provincial selection was supposed to announce results before this afternoon, conducted entirely online. Only the top five from each province would send their original works to the Association for storage.

As five o'clock approached, many contestants sat anxiously in front of their computers, rubbing their hands and gradually breaking out in a fine sweat on their foreheads.

"The results are coming, I'm so nervous ying~~~"

"Why does it feel like a lottery draw? I wonder what my score is, and how I ranked in the province?"

"Sigh, I was somewhat confident before, but now I'm completely lost."