Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 3 Conflict in the Video Studio

At that time, Pei Ziheng doted on her to the point of being lawless.

 Sometimes, Xia Ling would get angry and quarrel with him.

That day, she had just finished arguing with Pei Ziheng and lost her temper in the dressing room, which delayed her for a while. So, when the makeup artist put her in order and several staff members carried her delicate trailing skirt to the studio, it had been some time before the show started recording. She walked in and found a woman with heavy makeup sitting in her seat, chatting and laughing with the host and two guests, while her nameplate was casually thrown aside.

 The unknown fire in her heart suddenly rose up.

The director smiled fearfully: "Miss Xia Ling, I thought you wouldn't come to record the announcement this time. It's not good to see the best seats empty, so..."

She ignored the director and walked straight to the woman who occupied her seat: "Get out of here."

The woman was wearing a hot red mesh top. She sat seductively still, playing with her nails. She looked at her with exaggerated eyes and said, "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be the big star Xia Ling." Ah, tsk tsk, I thought you wouldn't come today. I said, you are not the one who wants to be a big name. The whole program team will not eat to wait for you. Do you have the nerve to save me? Open the sunroof…”

Shen Manrao said a lot of sarcasm in Mingchao, and even the director and host winked desperately and pretended not to notice.

Xia Ling was in good shape at that time. How had she ever been ridiculed like this? She felt that her lungs were about to burst with anger, and she couldn't help but raise her voice: "Who do you think you are? Get out of my way!"

Shen Manrao jumped up like an offended cat, "You're scolding me?!" Her fingers painted with scarlet nail polish almost poked Xia Ling's face, "Who are you?! You're just a warm-up for Pei Ziheng Bed thing! Don’t think that you are great just because you sing a few bad songs..."

 She yelled and cursed a lot later, and Xia Ling couldn't remember it clearly.

 In short, they are not good words.

That day, it was Xia Ling's manager Chu Chen who sent bodyguards to drag Shen Manrao out. Later, I don't know what means were used. A few days after the incident, Shen Manrao came to the door and begged Xia Ling. Aya forgives.

Thinking about it now, she was indeed a big star at that time, spoiled by Pei Ziheng, unreasonable and domineering.

Until later, she fell out with Pei Ziheng and was banned by him, and was placed under house arrest in that huge villa.

Xia Yu came to see her and said to her with a sneer: "Sister, do you think you are great? Do you think those people in the entertainment industry are selling your face? Do you know that they have hated you for a long time, and they just hate you? A dog just needs to look after its owner. If you leave Brother Ziheng, you are nothing... nothing!"

 Xia Yu brought her various recordings. They were all discussed by other celebrities, directors, producers and even reporters about Xia Ling when attending various banquets, and many of them were people with whom Xia Ling thought she had good friendships. They gloated and laughed and said that Xia Ling had finally received her comeuppance. Being banned was a great pleasure, but it was best not to be able to turn around for the rest of her life.

At that moment, she realized how much of a failure she was as a human being.

The chirping sounds kept ringing. Xia Ling gradually came back to her senses and found that Luo Luo was still talking happily. She noticed the unusual excitement of the short-haired girl and couldn't help but said: "Okay, Luoluo, even if Shen Manrao wants to choose someone this time, he may not be able to choose us. Don't take it too seriously. Just do whatever you have to do as usual. What are you doing?" Luoluo was startled, surprised that Xia Ling didn't care. He waved his arms in the air and looked at Xia Ling seriously: "We have a total of twelve places for training this time! There are less than a hundred people in the camp, and the probability of being selected is so high, aren’t you excited, Xing Ling?”

Xia Ling shook her head, what is there to be excited about? When she won the world-class award, she wasn't necessarily very excited.

 Luoluo was a little crazy: "Okay, I know that my foundation is a bit poor. Even if the coach said that I have potential, I have only been here for three months. Many basic skills are not up to standard, and I can't compete with my seniors..."

She paused and continued: "But Xingling, you have been training for more than a year. Even before... uh..." She scratched her short, fluffy hair and finally came up with a more euphemistic word, "You are not in good condition." Okay, but haven't you made rapid progress during this period? Even the coach said that your movements are very good."

As she said that, she showed her sparkling eyes again: "So, how do you know if you don't give it a try? Xingling, when you take the exam, focus more on the style that Shen Manrao likes. Maybe you will be lucky and be selected!"

lucky…

Xia Ling endured it and did not throw Luo Luo out. What a joke, since when did her casting rely on luck? Yes, in her previous life, she had the big boss Pei Ziheng supporting her, but that only required her to be strong enough to support her up the wall. She is not boasting. At that time in Emperor Entertainment, no matter whether it was diligence, talent or strength, as long as she was second, no one would dare to be first.

“Lolo, never rely on luck.” She couldn’t help but lower her voice and said to Luo Luo.

 “Why are you so serious?” Luo Luo felt a little aggrieved and pouted.

Xia Ling sighed slightly, looked at the innocent and ignorant girl in front of her, and softened her voice: "Luck can only help you for a while, but it can't help you forever. You see so many people in the entertainment industry come and go, what can really last forever? Who is immortal? None of them rely on luck. Luoluo, this industry is fiercely competitive. New idols are born and old idols die every day. How many people disappear like a flash in the pan? I don’t want you to. Same thing."

Luoluo was slightly startled, then put away his indifferent expression and lowered his head to think about something.

Xia Ling looked at her expression and said, "Well, you can teach me."

Since her rebirth, she didn't want to get involved too much with others. Luoluo's kindness and care during this period made her feel like she owed a debt of gratitude. She might as well give some advice as repayment. Of course, this reward must be heard by Luoluo herself. She, Xia Ling, is not a Holy Mother and has no habit of worrying about others. She will not say these words a second time.

Not long after, Luo Luo figured it out. He nodded heavily, raised his head again, and showed Xia Ling a brighter smile than before. "Xing Ling, I understand, don't worry, I will practice hard and won't take advantage of others." After saying that, he flew up to catch her again, "Xing Ling is still nice to me, no one else will say so much to me. ~"

 Xia Ling has a black streak on her head.

Looking at Luo Luo hanging on her body, I couldn't help but reflect, should I be more indifferent to her?

 In the midst of such busy days, the end-of-month exam finally came.

(Recommend a new book "Evil Husband, Unbridled Love" by a friend of mine. You can read it~)

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