Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 343 - 344: The More I Think, the More Crooked It Gets

Chapter 343: Chapter 344: The More I Think, the More Crooked It Gets

The marketing accounts forwarded the news so quickly yesterday, the trending topic landed so abruptly, if there weren’t some force behind it, it’s not just whether Sheng Yan believes it or not, Zhang Ming definitely wouldn’t.

Despite the recent drama being popular, He Jinxia is only the second female lead. Even if the male and female leads can’t support the show, she is still just a supporting role.

In terms of search popularity, she can’t compete with the drama’s male and female leads, not even with Luo Dingxin.

Scandals like this, if they appeared associated with the main leads, would spread quickly—and that would be normal. But for a supporting role, it’s abnormal.

It’s just that...

Zhang Ming frowned, "It’s Deng Zhaoyan. I asked a few familiar marketing accounts, and they all said that Deng Zhaoyan bought their services to push the scandal involving He Jinxia."

For any celebrity, a scandal should be avoided at all costs, unless they’re naturally frivolous and love freedom.

Deng Zhaoyan had them push He Jinxia’s scandal not to help her, but to destroy her.

Zhang Ming was somewhat puzzled, "Why would Deng Zhaoyan clash with He Jinxia? She is already an A-list star, while Jinxia’s momentum is good, she’s still B-list. If she didn’t want Jinxia to rise to A-list, she wouldn’t need to target her so early, right?"

"And—" he paused, all confusion in his eyes, "I got a tip from a marketing account, saying that this wasn’t the first time Deng Zhaoyan has acted against He Jinxia. During the promotion of Jinxia’s first movie ’Chen Xiaohui, Go Forward!’, she had already made a few moves."

Sheng Yan, with hands as elegant as jade, gently tapped the table, speaking calmly, "Deng Zhaoyan once played a supporting role in ’World’. She offended me, so she was fired from the show."

Zhang Ming’s eyes widened, suddenly realizing why something felt forgotten—it was this!

"Deng Zhaoyan’s participation in ’World’ was a secret cameo, right? The official schedule didn’t reveal it. I checked her schedule but found nothing. She was either participating in variety shows or shooting commercials and magazine ads."

"If she was once a supporting actress in ’World’, then it makes sense. The fact that He Jinxia took a small role in ’World’ is not a secret among A-list celebrities in the circle. Could it be that Deng Zhaoyan felt that Jinxia stole her role, hence harboring resentment against her?" Zhang Ming speculated.

Sheng Yan’s gaze lowered slightly, "It doesn’t add up. Putting this issue to one side, how do we explain the instances where she targeted Jinxia long ago?"

Zhang Ming was speechless, wanting to say he wasn’t a detective; how would he know what was going on.

Sheng Yan glanced at him, "There must be some connections between the two of them, intersections involving certain people or events. Jinxia might not be aware, but Zhaoyan kept it in her heart. Go and investigate her background in more detail."

Zhang Ming agreed promptly.

"By the way, why not ask He Jinxia about this matter? Maybe she knows something?"

Sheng Yan kept his head down, continuing to read the documents, "No need to ask."

Zhang Ming: "Ah?"

"I have all her schedules memorized. She’s never met Deng Zhaoyan, so there’s no point in asking her. She wouldn’t know anyway."

Zhang Ming: "..." He was unexpectedly served a mouthful of dog food.

For some reason, at that moment, he missed his wife immensely.

*

He Jinxia was in the dance studio practicing. She practiced for a full eight hours, from morning till night, and ordered takeout for lunch.

When night fell, the moon was shyly veiled, and the brilliant lights laid out across the city like a realm of darkness.

Dressed in a black practice outfit, He Jinxia was intently performing the dance movements—bending, arching eyebrows, flicking sleeves, leaping back—over and over again, completely losing track of time, lost in her own world.

Her ears were filled with the amplified music of ancient-style songs, as she stretched her body, drifting and floating along with the melody.

"Knock knock!" There came a knocking sound, but He Jinxia didn’t hear it.

Sheng Yan waited outside the door for a while before knocking again, but still, there was no response.

He thought for a moment, then took out the spare key and opened the door to the dance studio.

The moment the door opened, He Jinxia was leaping backward, executing a split leap with a flourish of her sleeves while squatting on one leg. Her face just happened to be turned towards him, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and her phoenix-like eyes were full of alluring grace.

She was like a beautiful fairy who had mistakenly wandered into the mortal world.

He Jinxia saw Sheng Yan, paused for a second, then her eyes brightened, and she quickly stood up: "How come you’re here?"

Her little face was flushed from exercise, her gaze sparkling.

Sheng Yan lifted the items in his hand slightly, his voice clear and melodious: "I came to bring you food."

He walked in and closed the door behind him, "Aunt He made it especially for you. She said you were going straight to dance practice after recording the show and that it had been too tiring, so she made a special chicken soup for you and the pineapple pork loin you like to eat."

His eyes smiled as he looked at her: "I didn’t know that you liked pineapple pork loin."

He Jinxia hung her head slightly, somewhat embarrassed: "Because this dish is sweet and sour, so I find it delicious, but don’t get me wrong, I don’t have any particular fondness for meat."

Sheng Yan placed the lunchbox aside and turned back to reassure her: "Actually, it’s quite good to not have a special fondness for meat. Although now the use of 3D surround technology with real people means that celebrities don’t have to be too strict with their bodies, maintaining a proportional figure is still important."

"Celebrities used to be thinner than the average thin person, but now that’s become the norm for the thin population, yet, in the end, they’re still thin. If you loved meat, it would be quite unpleasant to have to give up your food cravings to maintain your figure."

He Jinxia had been practicing dance for a long time and hadn’t felt hungry, but upon seeing the lunchbox, suddenly felt famished. She hurried over to open it and nodded like a pecking chicken:

"Right, whatever you say is right!"

Sheng Yan, seeming to think of something, smiled faintly and teased: "Then will you believe whatever I say?"

He Jinxia, without thinking, had already picked up the chopsticks to take some food: "Yes, why wouldn’t I believe you?"

Sheng Yan: "Then if I tell you to do something, will you do it?"

Just as He Jinxia was about to say yes, that she would do anything, she suddenly realized the implication, her voice abruptly stopped, and the food she was about to swallow got stuck in her throat. She started to choke.

She immediately coughed violently.

Sheng Yan opened the chicken soup, poured it into another bowl, and handed it to her. He Jinxia quickly gulped it down.

In her ear, Sheng Yan’s voice drifted over: "Take your time to think, no rush."

A seemingly simple and normal sentence was somehow spoken by him with a flirtatious undertone.

He Jinxia glared at him, then stopped looking his way and instead focused on eating her meal wholeheartedly.

Do whatever he tells her to do... Who knows what he might want her to do.

If he made excessive demands, should she agree or disagree?

As He Jinxia ate, she pondered, letting her thoughts roam uncontrolled — that is, the more she thought, the more outrageous the ideas became.

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