Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 88 Comfort

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Comfort

Luo You patted Zhang Dayou on the shoulder and said, "Let her treat us if she wants, we two middle-aged men have never freeloaded off young people before!"

So it was decided. He Jinxia went to the nearest changing room, where Cheng Xiaohua was already waiting. With her help, He Jinxia finally managed to shed the cumbersome costume she was wearing and changed into the everyday clothes prepared by Tony.

The clothes, personally selected by master Tony, were just ordinary everyday wear, but they looked distinctively stylish on He Jinxia.

The two parties met smoothly in the car, with Luo You driving, Zhang Dayou sitting in front, and Cheng Xiaohua and He Jinxia in the back.

To prevent Luo You from getting distracted, Zhang Dayou took on the role of narrator and began recounting to He Jinxia the team’s challenging history of assembly.

"Time is still too tight, but your popularity is soaring, and you’re getting more and more appearances. That’s why we have to quickly put together a team to plan the direction of your future development. Every minute and every second of these three years cannot be wasted.

The stylist Tony was the easiest to find. As an American, Tony has an extremely keen fashion sense. The interaction with him went the smoothest, and once he heard it was for you, he almost couldn’t wait to agree. However, he later added a condition, insisting on bringing his partner Bruce along."

The financial adviser Luo Zhanming was the hardest to lock down. In the end, it was only when Luo You showed him your counter-bet contract that he caught the attention of this shrewd financial adviser. The last one, well, he looked for me, hehe, Jinxia, I’ve always been keeping an eye on you, looking forward to your future prospects..."

The conversation heated up inside the car, but not everyone outside the car was happy.

Not to mention He Jinxia’s team member—the financial and legal advisor Luo Zhanming—who, after getting home, immediately sent a stern legal notice to the "Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People" production crew, demanding accountability and compensation for losses, which caused a panic among the crew’s higher-ups.

On the other hand, as soon as Sheng Yan finished a schedule, he received a call from his mother.

Sheng Yan answered the phone and raised his hand to rub his temples, a trace of exhaustion crossing his face as he listened to his mother’s nagging admonitions.

He thought His mother’s call would be the same old talk. In addition to telling him to rest, it was all about rest, but to his surprise, at the end, he learned something new.

Sheng Yan frowned, "What did you just say, what happened to He Jinxia?"

Mrs. Sheng sighed, "Jinxia? Ah, poor Jinxia, she’s suffered because of the production crew, and then was bullied by the media."

Sheng Yan scowled, "Bullied?"

Mrs. Sheng said matter-of-factly, "Yes, bullied. Aren’t those questions targeted because they see Jinxia as an easy target?"

He thought it was some serious issue, but it turned out to be just some tricky questions...

Sheng Yan’s heart relaxed a bit, and he asked calmly, "Mom, you have to believe she can handle these things."

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Sheng smacked her lips, frustrated and wanting to rush over to Sheng Yan and crack open his head to see what was wrong with him. She had hinted so many times, how could he still be so clueless?

It wasn’t that she was worried Jinxia couldn’t handle it well; she had purposefully leaked this information to him so he could comfort the young lady!

Doesn’t he understand the concept of striking while the iron is hot?

Extending a helping hand—doesn’t he understand that?

How to pursue a girl—doesn’t he have a clue!!!

Mrs. Sheng’s heart, almost shattered into glass fragments...

She sighed softly in her heart and continued to drop hints to her son, pretending to worry, "It’s Jinxia’s first time shooting a TV series and she’s being talked about so harshly. What if she’s truly impacted? You’re her senior, why not share some techniques for answering media questions in the group chat? Just to make her more savvy. She’s simply too naive and simple."

Sheng Yan paused, recalling He Jinxia’s lively and sly gaze, and deeply doubted the accuracy of those last few adjectives.

"Mom, I understand."

Mrs. Sheng, satisfied with the answer she wanted, happily hung up the phone. Meanwhile, Sheng Yan opened up Weibo and searched for He Jinxia.

Soon, the video of He Jinxia being questioned by media reporters today popped up.

He took out his earphones, plugged them into his phone, and listened to He Jinxia’s response through the earbuds, Sheng Yan couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, a smart answer indeed.

With such a level of handling, there was no need for him to teach her anything.

Exiting Weibo, Sheng Yan opened WeChat and was not surprised to see the chat group was buzzing with activity.

The two mothers were naturally speaking through voice messages, while He Jinxia was typing her responses.

Mrs. He worriedly said, "The internet is saying that the press conference for this TV drama had such a huge mishap, the reporters didn’t follow the usual script, it’s clear someone set this up, Jinxia, can you still film this TV drama?"

Mrs. Sheng immediately followed up with, "Yeah, can you? If you can’t, then just don’t film it. If the old doesn’t go, the new won’t come, right? Maybe in a few days, another TV drama will ask you to star."

He Jinxia: "Mom, Aunt Rui, don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong with the production crew, everything will start filming as scheduled."

Mrs. He: "That’s good, where is the crew filming? I’ll find some time to come and see you!"

He Jinxia: "Mom, there’s no need, the crew will have a break for the new year, I’ll come back to see you then. It’s so much trouble for you to keep making trips back and forth! Ah, if only you were willing to come and live here in Imperial City, I’ve already moved to a new house, it’s big and spacious."

As Sheng Yan read this, a thoughtful expression crossed his face.

It wasn’t long before he joined in the conversation too.

Sheng Yan: "You’ve handled it with proper restraint, not bad."

Since his agent was present, he was typing by hand too.

He Jinxia quickly replied: "It’s all because of the good teaching from my master [playful]~"

Sheng Yan: "I’ve never taught you any of this."

Mrs. Sheng: ...

Mrs. He: ...

It was as if three crows had appeared in the sky, cawing away.

Sheng Yan truly deserved his rightful title as the Emperor of Killing the Vibe!

He Jinxia was momentarily stunned, but she didn’t feel embarrassed. She had previously disregarded Sheng Yan’s arrogance, so she was even less likely to mind his bluntness.

He Jinxia: "Even though you haven’t said anything to me, your behavior is constantly conveying to me concepts of how to behave and answer skillfully in society."

Upon reading this sentence, Sheng Yan rarely smiled.

This smile just happened to be captured by his agent, Zhang Ming, prompting Zhang Ming to once again feel like "has this world turned into a fantasy?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ming froze. Wait a second!

The frequency of Sheng Yan’s recent smiles seemed to be much higher than before!

Unaware of his agent’s inquiring gaze, Sheng Yan was focused on typing seriously—

"Flattery isn’t bad, you’re ready to graduate."

The indicator light on the edge of the phone screen lit up soon after as He Jinxia replied, "Master, you’re being modest; I haven’t even learned one percent of your skills, how can I graduate?"

A flicker of interest passed through Sheng Yan’s eyes, immediately understanding that He Jinxia was referring to his acting skills, he replied leisurely, "Innate talent can’t be learned."

He Jinxia immediately sent a sad emoji.