Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 103: The Main Event is Over (Extra - for Every 10,000 Votes)

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: The Main Event is Over (Extra Chapter for Every 10,000 Votes)

However, after waiting for a long while, all he received from Sheng Yan was an indifferent "Oh."

Zhang Ming suddenly felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

It was as if you were holding your breath, ready to charge, only to have your own commander pour a bucket of cold water over you and tell you to cool down.

Seeing that Sheng Yan still wasn’t speaking, Zhang Ming couldn’t help but say, "That’s it? That’s all?"

Sheng Yan’s indifferent voice came through, "Yeah."

Zhang Ming, "That’s not right, you had me investigate just to hear a detailed process, aren’t you going to do anything?"

In a lackadaisical tone, Sheng Yan replied, "The other party has apologized, and they’ve given enough face. As for the damaged reputation, He Jinxia can only accept it as a loss she can’t express. What can I do?"

Zhang Ming thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. That was indeed the case.

He said, "Alright then, I’ll hang up. You need to adjust to the time difference; get some rest. He Jinxia is your relative; you can rest assured. When I have time, I will go check on her for you."

At the end, he sighed, "It’s rare to see you show concern for a relative, Brother Yan. You’ve grown up!"

Sheng Yan: "..."

As the busy tone came through the phone, Sheng Yan put it down and looked at the screen, his expression darkening.

A flicker of doubt passed through his eyes, and his expression soon turned solemn, as if contemplating a significant life decision.

Was he really that concerned about He Jinxia’s situation?

*

Half an hour later, just as He Jinxia’s break was about to end, Cheng Xiaohua arrived late with a bag of fruit in hand.

Seeing her looking travel-worn, He Jinxia asked curiously, "What happened to you?"

Cheng Xiaohua waved her hand in exasperation, "Don’t even mention it. I walked all over Film City and found only one fruit stall, and the fruit wasn’t fresh at all, and it was expensive! So, I walked further in and reached a nearby farmhouse, where I bought some fruit that the farmers grew themselves."

He Jinxia glanced at the fruit in the bag, big, orange tangerines with some still having a layer of soil on them, seemingly from being accidentally dropped on the ground when cut with scissors.

She smiled, "Look at it this way, these tangerines didn’t come easy; they’re safe, healthy, and uncontaminated. It’s not a waste of your effort. If you want some, help yourself. I have some time this afternoon to eat. Now, I should go do touch-up makeup for filming."

Cheng Xiaohua wanted to say more, but the makeup artist’s call interrupted her, "He Jinxia, come get your makeup done!"

He Jinxia patted Cheng Xiaohua’s shoulder, whispered a few things about what happened on Weibo, asking her to be careful, then she lifted her skirt and went towards the makeup artist.

As she watched He Jinxia’s departing figure, Cheng Xiaohua’s expression turned serious, reminding herself to be more cautious in the crew, to keep her mouth shut tighter.

He Jinxia was no longer the out-of-favor former second-tier girl group member, but a rising star in the entertainment industry, with celebrities eagerly reaching out to rub off some of her newfound popularity.

As her assistant, she must be careful with her words and deeds to avoid causing trouble for the Fat Emperor.

He Jinxia stood in position on the prepared set, head bowed as she cultivated the exclusive feelings of Su Qingwan, and inadvertently her thoughts drifted to the girls from Red Building in her past life, her heart filled with emotion.

In ancient times, women had a lowly status, their lives as insignificant as weeds. If they could live in peace and happiness, which one of them would want to fall into a life of infamy?

Sigh after sigh, everything was beyond one’s control.

With such thoughts, tears suddenly brimmed in He Jinxia’s eyes.

She closed her eyes slightly, pondering what Su Qingwan might be feeling at this moment, forgetting herself to immerse even deeper into character.

Upon opening her eyes, she—was Su Qingwan!

Before filming even started, Luo Dingxin, caught by He Jinxia’s look of mingled sadness and hope, was momentarily dazed, his heartbeat quickening as if he had truly done something to wrong He Jinxia.

Gu Qiao saw that He Jinxia was emotionally ready and signaled with a gesture; the sound of the clapboard echoed, instantly recalling Luo Dingxin’s consciousness.

The camera focused on Luo Dingxin’s cheek, capturing the unmistakable reluctance and determination in his eyes. His character, Ciming Jiayou, slightly turned his head away, avoiding eye contact with Su Qingwan, and said,

"Yes, I’m in love with Qingying, Qingwan, I’m sorry."

The tears in her eyes flowed even more fiercely; Su Qingwan staggeredly stepped back, her body swaying as if she would faint the next second.

She bit her lip, stifling the sobs, tears blurring her vision, and with it, her entire world began to blur as well.

Pain.

Her heart was in agony.

The person Young Master Jiayou once loved was obviously her, so why did he end up loving Su Qingying?!

How she wished all this was a lie, hoping Ciming Jiayou would change his mind...

Su Qingwan stared firmly at Ciming Jiayou, pleading for him to say this was a trick, but he did not.

He did nothing.

Su Qingwan closed her eyes tightly and turned to walk away; she already knew Ciming Jiayou’s answer.

Luo Sifang, portraying Su Qingying, was snapped out of her daze and hurriedly grasped at Su Qingwan, explaining with a pale and feeble voice, "Sister, I, I..."

Su Qingwan violently pulled away Su Qingying’s hand, her face filled with loathing, as she suddenly laughed, "You’ve stolen what’s mine; are you happy now?"

Su Qingying shook her head, "No, I didn’t, I—"

"Su Qingying."

Su Qingwan’s voice was hoarse as she interrupted, "Ever since we were young, I never competed with you for anything you liked.

I loved playing the guqin, you said you liked it too and followed to learn; because of you, I deliberately suppressed my desire to learn the guqin, not wishing to compete with you!

I performed better than you in the literary exams at the girls’ school when we were little; you came back very upset, so I deliberately held myself back, always scoring just behind you.

I’ve already given up so much; isn’t that enough? Why do you even have to steal away the man I love?"

Luo Sifang’s lips parted slightly, stunned by He Jinxia’s red eyes, her brain going blank for a moment.

At that moment, she forgot her lines, forgot she was acting, her mind completely filled with He Jinxia’s accusations.

She heard her own weak voice coming through, "You... didn’t have to let me."

"Huh," He Jinxia sneered, her mouth twisted in contempt and mockery, hoarsely, "You really think I don’t know my true identity, Su Qingying."

Su Qingwan pushed past Su Qingying’s body and left without looking back.

Su Qingying fell to the ground uncontrollably, her face a picture of shock, tears now streaming from her eyes as well.

She watched the retreating figure of Su Qingwan, shaking her head in disbelief and whispering, "It’s not like this, Qingwan, it’s not what you think..."

"Cut!"

Gu Qiao’s voice rang out; she was reviewing the footage through the 3D glasses, watching for several minutes before she nodded slightly, saying, "That’s a wrap."

The entire atmosphere of the film crew relaxed.

With this crucial scene wrapped, the next scenes to be filmed were relatively more relaxed.