Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 78 The Female Assistant

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 The Female Assistant

Sheng Yan fulfilled his responsibilities as a teacher, discussing many details that greatly benefited He Jinxia.

After listening until the end, Sheng Yan shifted the topic and asked quite casually, "The video performance you sent me, that’s from your new drama, right?"

He Jinxia’s eyes flickered slightly. She glanced at her phone and replied with a voice message, "Yes, an ancient costume TV series, the third female lead."

Not knowing what Sheng Yan was doing on the other side, within not even five minutes, she received a reply—

"You’re playing a supporting role? Make sure the contract is set properly; don’t get cheated. Do you need me to check it for you?" His voice, low and a bit lazy, came through the phone.

He Jinxia instinctively looked at the Timekeeper. She was used to waking up early from her enclosed training; it was only seven thirty in the morning, so...

She asked quietly, "Did I wake you up?"

The voice coming from the phone was crisp but a bit soft and tender, possibly due to just waking up, not having cleared her throat yet. The tenderness was tinged with a bit of naïveté, causing Sheng Yan’s eyes to darken involuntarily.

"Answer my question."

—The man’s tone was as always... arrogant.

He Jinxia’s eyes curved slightly, knowing the arrogant tone hid a serious and responsible heart, she didn’t mind it and straightforwardly said,

"Yes, a supporting role. Don’t worry, I trust my agent’s professionalism; he will scrutinize it carefully for me, and also—"

He Jinxia paused, then said softly, "Sheng Yan, thank you."

Although her voice was faint, because her lips were very close to the phone microphone, Sheng Yan still heard the thanks very clearly.

For some reason, a thought suddenly popped into his head, and he blurted out, "Why aren’t you calling me ’Master’ anymore?"

Sheng Yan: "..." No sooner had he said it than he wanted to take it back!

But seeing that the message had clearly been read, Sheng Yan, with great willpower, restrained his urge to take it back, patiently waiting for He Jinxia’s reply.

On the other end, He Jinxia, upon hearing Sheng Yan’s words, was momentarily dazed.

She didn’t think much of it, just realized that Sheng Yan indeed cared about being called "Master."

She smiled, then replied, "I thought you didn’t like me calling you ’Master,’ so I stopped calling you that."

Her words paused slightly, then a second later, she sincerely said, "Master, thank you."

Sheng Yan’s lips imperceptibly curved, he lazily said, "Yeah, do well and don’t tarnish my reputation."

He Jinxia couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

As if you were the Emperor holding court in ancient times...

She internally teased Sheng Yan a few times, but obediently typed two characters in reply—

"Roger."

Their casual morning conversation thus concluded.

One side received a satisfying answer and in a good mood, set the phone aside to wash up, while the other side, having glimpsed a side of their idol unknown to others, felt like they had secretly learned someone else’s little secret, and happily went to wait for Luo You under the dormitory building.

As the year approached, everyone became busy, and even the air was permeated with a sense of urgency, mixed with a hint of joy.

He Jinxia looked at the red lanterns hanging under the street lights and her lips curved up again.

Arriving downstairs, there were already dozens of celebrities, both understated and flamboyantly dressed, waiting there.

As soon as He Jinxia appeared, the previously lively crowd immediately quieted down. It took a while before the celebrities began to talk in small groups again.

Being young second-tier celebrities themselves, there was naturally an air of arrogance and competition among them.

As the recently sensational queen of hype, He Jinxia, both openly and secretly attracted the gazes of other celebrities, sparking much discussion.

He Jinxia wore a black hat, sunglasses, and a mask, covered by a long black down jacket, which completely shielded her from the severe cold and made it impossible to detect any hint of her celebrity flair.

But some people just have that aura, regardless of how they dress. They just need to stand there to create a unique presence.

No matter how the other celebrities schemed against He Jinxia behind her back, they had to admit that He Jinxia had a captivating charm.

He Jinxia looked straight ahead, bored, and as her eyes casually swept around, she instantly "read" many of the whispers around her.

"She doesn’t look very good, quite chubby. Did she really slim down through exercise?"

"She’s dressed too warmly to see anything, tch, maybe she’s just pretending to be slim."

"Her face doesn’t look as good as the photos on Weibo either. They say it’s not photoshopped, who knows where it’s been edited!"

...

One of the celebrities even sneakily took out their phone to take a photo of her without the flash, thinking she had concealed it well. But just as she took the photo, she happened to lock eyes directly with He Jinxia.

The celebrity stiffened, quickly put down the phone, and turned away with an embarrassed expression.

He Jinxia withdrew her gaze, her face still a picture of calm.

Popularity invites controversy; this is an eternal truth.

In the past, when unnoticed, no one cared what she did.

But once famous, every move a celebrity makes is closely scrutinized by countless eyes, and every detail is magnified and discussed.

This is a pressure as well as a motivation.

He Jinxia had long been accustomed to this pressure. Facing it once again, aside from feeling somewhat nostalgic, the rest was a serene calm.

Moreover, in her view, modern times are much easier to navigate than ancient times.

In ancient times, a single mistake could cost her life.

But in the modern era, with comprehensive legal stipulations, as long as one abides by the law, even public figures facing missteps or inappropriate comments only face risks like a decline in popularity or internet backlash, which is far better than losing a life.

He Jinxia took a deep breath, feeling the air fill her chest and then slowly compress out the waste gases, her mood was clear and bright. Living again, no one appreciated the value of life more than she did.

"Beep beep—" A horn sounded ahead, awakening He Jinxia from her reverie. She looked up to see Luo You’s car had arrived.

He Jinxia jogged over.

Opening the door, the gentle warmth hit her face, instantly warming her body.

She quickly took off her down jacket and was removing the mask and sunglasses from her face when she heard a female voice she had never heard before:

"Sister Jinxia, hello, I’m Cheng Xiaohua, your assistant from today onwards. Please guide me well in the future."

He Jinxia paused, looked up, and saw a woman sitting in the driver’s seat turning around, smiling nervously at her, and even nervously extending a hand to shake hers.

But as soon as the hand was extended, the assistant seemed to think it inappropriate and quickly withdrew it.

However, the next moment, He Jinxia’s hand accurately grasped hers, gently shook it, and smiled, "Hello, I am He Jinxia. You look older than me, just call me Xiaxia."