Translator: _Min
Two girls emerged.
“Fuqing, Changning, you’ve just arrived,” one of the girls said with a forced smile, barely concealing her insincerity. “Have you eaten? The hotel’s buffet is closed now, but we, as idols, should maintain our figures and not eat too much anyway.”
Si Fuqing dragged her suitcase into the room, not even glancing at her, “If you can’t smile genuinely, don’t bother. Your implant is slipping.”
The girl’s face turned green with embarrassment.
“Si Fuqing, what kind of way is that to talk?” another member of the girl group angrily threw a garbage bag on the floor. “Do you think just because you’ve gained a bit of popularity, you can be so arrogant? Sister Xue has gotten so many top-tier endorsements and she’s not even as pretentious as you!”
“Not only am I pretentious, but I can also get physical,” warned Si Fuqing, patting her face gently. “Behave yourself.”
With a loud “bang,” the door shut.
The two girls were left outside, their faces ashen, exchanging troubled glances.
Inside the room.
Jiang Changning sighed, a hint of a headache forming. “I really shouldn’t worry about you. Your true nature is too intimidating for anyone to bully you.”
“But there are still those who would,” Si Fuqing shrugged. “I need to visit my boss. I should be back by midnight, but if not, I’ll see you tomorrow morning at the announcement site.”
Jiang Changning nodded, her concern evident.
Si Fuqing was working so manyjobs. Could she handle it all?
She pondered.
Maybe she should secretly sell some of the grass her father grew to help Si Fuqing?
A few strands wouldn’t be missed.
Jiang Changning silently made up her mind.
Meanwhile, in the next room.
The two girls’ faces were still sullen.
“Xiaosi, I had no idea Si Fuqing had changed so much,” said the first girl, frowning. “I thought she was just putting on a show for the program.”
“Yeah, she’s not someone to be trifled with now,” sneered Cen Xiaosi. “She’s praised as the ‘Great Xia’s Divine Beauty,’ a title so many top female stars haven’t even received.”
“Jiang Changning used to protect her,” the girl sneered. “She must have seen Si Fuqing’s true face. Why else would she inexplicably favor her?”
In the entertainment industry, friendships are often just transactions of interest.
“Maybe she’s also trying to gain favor with the Zuo family,” Cen Xiaosi scoffed. “I’ve seen Jiang Changning’s family. They’re so poor, carrying bags filled not with fruits, but grass. It’s obvious they’re struggling.”
“Pity Si Fuqing isn’t on good terms with the Zuo family anymore,” the girl laughed. “Jiang Changning can’t leech off them now.”
“Hey, look at this,” Cen Xiaosi suddenly said, pointing at her phone.
The girl leaned in.
The phone showed a plane being assaulted by a storm.
Shockingly, the storm seemed to follow the plane, though it was only a small area.
Cen Xiaosi took malicious pleasure, “Look, karma has come for them. They’ve had such an uneasy journey. It’s a pity the lightning didn’t strike them dead.” Previously, they disliked Si Fuqing because she was weak and easy to bully.
Now, it was out of jealousy.
“That’s enough, let’s not talk like this,” the girl shrugged. “She’ll reveal her true colors when we start recording.”
Having trained abroad for three years, they, as members of the Starry Star Girls group, knew Si Fuqing’s abilities best.
Cen Xiaosi felt a bit better.
As the vice-captain, with Meng Xue absent, the resources naturally came to her.
Si Fuqing would not be a threat.
Cen Xiaosi continued browsing other videos, unaware that the video they had just watched had been deleted after only ten seconds.
Simultaneously, in Northern State.
Inside a villa.
A woman sat on a sofa, on a phone call.
“The video has been deleted, but some people saw it. We’re investigating,” said the voice on the phone.
The woman’s eyes were cold, “What about the report?”
Respectfully, the voice replied, “It seems a curse master triggered the storm, not an evolved being’s power. There’s a part of the plane’s surveillance footage that’s missing, likely affected by the storm, so we can’t tell who did it.” “Given the storm’s size, about 120 meters in diameter, we’re classifying it as a Class E event. If it had occurred in a city, it wouldn’t have caused much damage.”
The woman nodded: “Alright, the event isn’t of high importance. Capture the perpetrator first..”