Superstar's Development Diary

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"Huh, I can't believe the application got approved so quickly. I thought it would either get rejected or take a few days to receive notification, but to my surprise, the admin replied to you just one minute later."

Li Jing's booming voice fearlessly rattled on, even reading out the date: "May 10th, isn't that just three days from now? Luo You, I'll definitely bring the trainees and Zhu Ziming to watch!"

At the mention of Zhu Ziming, Luo You's complexion changed slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly, glaring angrily at Li Jing.

Zhu Ziming was the second-rate star who had been snatched from him by Li Jing, that ungrateful wretch!

Seeing Luo You's darkened expression, Li Jing was not the least bit scared, and he smiled at him, saying, "Luo You, Zhu Ziming is a good seedling, thanks for letting him go to me."

The triumph of a petty man!

Luo You took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the urge to smash a punch into Li Jing's face when suddenly, at that moment, a crisp and pleasant female voice came from the entrance—

"Sister Jinxia also has to thank Brother Li Jing here, if Zhu Ziming hadn't jumped ship to your side, Sister Jinxia might not have had the chance to work with Brother Luo."

Li Jing was momentarily stunned, turning his head to look at the woman standing at the door, his brows involuntarily furrowing.

He Jinxia was wearing an oversized red dress, specially designed to conceal her most noticeably plump midsection. From a distance, her chubby frame even appeared a bit shapely.

Her hair had been dyed back to black and draped softly over her shoulders. She walked at an even pace, a faint smile on her lips, exuding a sense of tranquility and elegance.

He Jinxia slowly walked up to Li Jing and greeted him again in a gentle voice: "Brother Li Jing, hello."

It was only then that Li Jing snapped back to reality. Was this... He Jinxia?

"Brother Li Jing, three days from now, Jinxia looks forward to your arrival."

In the end, she repeated with added meaning, "Remember, you must come."

Li Jing sized her up, then glanced at Luo You, who stood beside her silently. He couldn't quite figure out what they were up to, so he promptly brushed them off and hurried away.

Weird.

This He Jinxia was too weird.

After Li Jing left, He Jinxia swept her gaze across the agents present, performing a curtsy and quietly, unhurriedly invited them to come to watch.

The other agents looked at each other, but on the surface, they all agreed.

Once outside, He Jinxia found a secluded spot, turned to Luo You, and with the daunting demeanor of a former Oiran, said indifferently:

"If anyone uses me to ridicule you again, don't run away. Just do what I did today."

Luo You coughed lightly and, for some reason, under He Jinxia's calm gaze, he always felt a sense of being overwhelmed, as if facing a queen, somewhat sheepish.

But strangely, why did he feel sheepish?

To shake off the strange feeling in his heart, he quickly asked, "Exactly how do I do that?"

He Jinxia recalled the new vocabulary she had learned a few days ago, tilting her chin up slightly, enunciating each syllable clearly, she said softly and calmly, "Push. Back. Hard."

Luo You: "..."

Three days later.

Time: 5 PM.

Location: Tonghua Entertainment Company's first-floor stage.

Unlike the usual hurried passersby on the stage, a group of agents, stars, and trainees had already gathered below the stage at this time.

Today, they all came for one person.

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Li Jing fulfilled his promise and came over with Zhu Ziming, a smirk of self-satisfaction spreading across his face as he looked at the stage with disdain.

He turned to Zhu Ziming and spoke, deliberately raising his voice so that the others nearby could hear.

"I wonder what He Jinxia is going to perform. Sing and dance? If it's sing and dance, then that's not going to be pretty. She's so fat, it's gonna be an eyesore singing and dancing!"

Zhu Ziming, with his short flaxen hair and a layer of powder on his skin and makeup on his face, appeared refined and handsome. He smiled shyly and said, "I believe Sister Jinxia will surprise us all."

A look of satisfaction flashed in Li Jing's eyes. He patted Zhu Ziming on the shoulder, having put a lot of effort into poaching Zhu Ziming from Luo You because he saw Zhu's knack for interacting with people.

Look, even for someone like He Jinxia who is so obviously unable to turn things around due to her size, Zhu Ziming wouldn't blatantly put her down. He's excellent at keeping up appearances!

Li Jing was about to say more when suddenly, the sound of high heels grinding against the floor "thud thud thud" arose, causing everyone else to look up.

Nine women in red dance outfits, showing off their pale and tender long legs, slowly walked from the other side of the hall.

Each of them had different hairstyles and unique looks. The only thing they had in common was that they were young and pretty, oh, and perhaps one should add, all skinny.

"Hey, isn't that JY girl group, the group that He Jinxia used to be with? What are they doing here?"

An agent whispered back in a lowered voice, "What else? Like us, they're just here to watch the joke!"

"For someone with He Jinxia's physique to have stayed in the girl group for three whole years is a miracle. I heard Zhang Yingru's been wanting to kick He Jinxia out for ages, and now she's finally found her chance. Without He Jinxia, she boldly claims that she could lead the JY girl group to the top tier."

"He Jinxia is also pitiful. When she first entered the entertainment circle three years ago, she wasn't that fat, was she? How did she end up getting fatter and fatter?"

"That, perhaps is fate..."

The corners of the mouths of the nine members of the JY girl group each curled up into a smile, their expressions flawless.

Before coming, Sister Zhang had specifically advised them not to respond to anything they heard, nor to show any signs of impatience on their faces.

Many didn't understand this point; He Jinxia was no longer in the group, she had become a thing of the past, so why make a point of watching her performance?

But Sister Zhang has always been decisive, and they didn't dare to ask more questions, taking time out from their dance practice to come here.

Other people from various companies, seeing the crowd, were stunned, asking around if some superstars were coming to perform on the stage today, as there was such a big audience.

When they learned that it was He Jinxia going to perform, they all wore an expression of disbelief with a slight twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Interesting, truly interesting.

Word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and a performance brought by He Jinxia, under this peculiar trending, soon became known by nearly all the agents in the company, and even some executives.

Under a mixture of impatient and highly anticipatory gazes, the red curtains on the stage were slowly pulled up.

He Jinxia was sitting on a mahogany chair, dressed in a lotus root-colored strapless jacket skirt. The top was embroidered with a vibrant red peony, while the bottom of the skirt featured romantically embroidered camellias, and she wore a white jacket that hung past her waist, left untied and loosely open.

Her hair was done up in a common married woman's bun, and her somewhat plump hands held a fan with a handle made of emerald jade, the fan itself embroidered with a fine Portrait of a Court Lady.

He Jinxia leaned lazily against the chair, fanning herself repeatedly with the fan.

At that moment, a carefree, affluent aura emanated from her, instantly invigorating the spirits of the audience below.

On stage, He Jinxia frowned on cue. Her voice was amplified by the microphone clipped to her clothes, and her plaintive tone resonated throughout the first floor of the company.

"Alas, this weather is so hot, it's unbearable, and the ice hasn't been delivered yet. Fewer masters and noblemen are coming to the Red Courtyard. What is to be done?"

"Today I heard that the tigerish wife of Assistant Minister Ma made a big fuss, even bringing up the matter of divorce—"

The plaintive tone was abruptly cut off as He Jinxia scoffed coldly, her expression instantly turning grim and stern: "What a joke!"

Beneath the stage, some were frightened by her glare and subconsciously took a few steps back.