Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

The Level 1 music library contains a total of five songs.

On her way home, Fang Ruoxi decided to choose a song to practice tonight and perform on stage tomorrow.

She thought that to choose a suitable song, she would need to listen to the songs in the primary music library at least several times. However, the very first song surprised her.

The first half of the song features a melodious, ancient-style female vocal, but the climax in the second half...

Fang Ruoxi felt the sound pouring into her brain from her ears, and goosebumps rose on her arms.

I was completely stunned.

Fang Ruoxi, who was usually calm, couldn't keep her expression in check. In Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes, her best friend was just riding in a car, but her style suddenly changed and she became 'cute and innocent'.

"Click!" Zhang Xiaomeng's hand moved faster than her brain, successfully taking a candid photo. When Fang Ruoxi becomes a big star, her online profile will become the most valuable 'material library' for netizens.

Fang Ruoxi snapped out of her daze, and a slight smile crept onto her lips.

She's made up her mind; she'll use this song to make her debut on a talent show tomorrow!

After another busy day, the two of them got home at 1 a.m. and fell asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow.

At 5:30 the next day, Fang Ruoxi's phone alarm rang. She immediately turned it off and struggled to get out of bed.

I slipped on a hoodie, pulled the hood up, and tiptoed out the door.

On her way to buy breakfast, she began to practice singing softly, focusing on the part of the song that had caught her eye.

"La-la-la, la-la-la..."

There were few people on the streets in the early morning, but they weren't deserted.

With just a few notes of her singing, all the elderly men and women passing by turned around suddenly, staring intently at Fang Ruoxi as if she were some priceless treasure.

"Hey! This little girl has an amazing voice."

"What kind of singing style is this? I've never heard it before."

The most outrageous thing was that there was an old man carrying a birdcage, and the proud little oriole inside kept its beak tightly closed the whole way, refusing to open its mouth no matter how the old man coaxed it.

Until I heard Fang Ruoxi's two voices.

"Chirp chirp~ Chirp chirp chirp~~!"

The old man chuckled and scolded the little oriole in the cage, "Ha! You little thing, do you need someone to warm up your voice?"

Fang Ruoxi focused intently on polishing this short passage.

By the time she carried the breakfast she had bought upstairs, she had already sung this part with great ease and control.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a huge, adorable tiger pounced on it.

Fang Ruoxi quickly held up the tofu pudding she was carrying to prevent Zhang Xiaomeng from spilling it.

Zhang Xiaomeng: "Waaaaah! Ruoxi! I'm such a stupid person! I forgot to buy you a new outfit for your performance today! Waaaaah!"

Fang Ruoxi: "..." It's not a big deal.

Wang Liping's occupational anxiety disorder has spread very successfully; at least, Zhang Xiaomeng has been 'severely infected'.

Fang Ruoxi skillfully freed her hand and patted Zhang Xiaomeng on the back. "We're about the same size, so you should make amends and take out all the nicest dresses from your wardrobe. I'll pick one out."

"By the way, there's not much time left, so I need to do well on the song test so I can take it on the show."

As soon as the task was assigned, Zhang Xiaomeng immediately became incredibly busy.

She poured all her heart and soul into emptying the closet and spreading all the clothes out on the bed.

In that short time, Fang Ruoxi reluctantly spent 100 experience points to generate the accompaniment for her new song through the 'Great Entertainer System'.

Experience points are her lifeline right now, but this song can help her earn them back double.

"The new song is on this USB drive, keep it safe."

Zhang Xiaomeng put the USB drive in her pocket and patted her pocket. "Don't worry! Even if my bag gets stolen, I won't lose this song."

"Go eat breakfast, I'll pick out some clothes."

Regardless of income level, girls will always have a wardrobe full of clothes.

Zhang Xiaomeng's wardrobe is also ridiculously extravagant.

In just a short while, the bed was covered with clothes she had rummaged through, some of which still had their tags on.

Among the colorful pile of clothes, Fang Ruoxi spotted a pure white dress at a glance.

This dress might be a bit over the top for everyday wear, but it's perfect for a stage performance, paired with the song she's about to sing!

Fang Ruoxi quickly changed her clothes.

Zhang Xiaomeng quickly finished her breakfast, and when she came over, she was stunned.

"Wow—a fairy sister!" Zhang Xiaomeng snapped several photos with her phone.

When the dress was worn by Fang Ruoxi, the 'first love goddess' finally had a face.

Zhang Xiaomeng was really at her wits' end. "What song are you going to sing? Oh dear, this dress of mine looked so beautiful in the buyer's show, but after buying it, I found that it's not suitable for wearing to work, and it's too exaggerated to wear shopping. You said you wanted to return it, but I can't bear to."

Fang Ruoxi rarely kept things a secret, saying, "I'll keep the song a secret for now. You'll be more impressed when you hear it live."

After saying that, the two went out.

Fang Ruoxi ate a piece of bread and a piece of chocolate. She habitually eats little in order to maintain a stable performance when singing.

Zhang Xiaomeng seemed possessed by a monkey the whole way, sometimes clinging to Fang Ruoxi's arm and shaking it, sometimes acting cute and charming, and even saying she would "take on all the housework for the next three months" just to find out the song title.

This made the taxi driver so amused that his shoulders trembled slightly.

Upon arriving at Fruit TV, the two got out of the car and looked up at the towering television station building.

Zhang Xiaomeng had been here before for her previous job. But this time, her feelings were different.

She gripped Fang Ruoxi's hand tightly, "Ruoxi, this is the beginning of our career taking off!"

Fang Ruoxi pulled her towards the TV station entrance, saying, "You can express your feelings when we get to the studio."

The main entrance of Fruit Station is like a 'dividing line,' separating the inside from the outside into two worlds.

Many people are desperate to get a job at a TV station. My parents always tell their friends and relatives about their work at XX TV station during holidays.

For Fang Ruoxi and Zhang Xiaomeng today, this place is a microcosm of the entertainment industry.

“Hey, we need to get temporary access passes first. Let’s go ask at the front desk,” Zhang Xiaomeng said, drawing on her experience from her previous job.

They went straight to the front desk in the lobby on the first floor.

The two beautiful receptionists didn't notice the women themselves at first glance, but rather their clothes.

The undisguised gaze swept over Fang Ruoxi's 899 yuan 'performance outfit', Zhang Xiaomeng's slightly worn bag, and finally the two of them's shoes.

Finally, he looked away, without a trace of a professional smile.

Zhang Xiaomeng's face flushed instantly, because of their embarrassment.

If, if she had remembered to buy clothes for Ruoxi yesterday, she might not have encountered this kind of 'eye roll' today.

"We're going to participate in a program in Studio 3. Is this where we get our temporary access passes?" Fang Ruoxi asked casually.

The receptionist on the left took out a form and said, "Go fill it out over there, and give it to me when you're done. Someone will come down to pick you up in a bit."

Just then, a woman with big wavy curls and large sunglasses walked gracefully to the front desk and squeezed past Zhang Xiaomeng.

She tapped her finger lightly on the front desk. "Go to Studio 3, get a pass."

The woman's sunglasses were CJ brand, her black and white checkered dress featured the "double C" logo, she wore new pink high heels from Hermès, and a three-carat diamond ring from Dior on her index finger.

The two receptionists immediately greeted them with smiles and presented them with temporary passes.

Zhang Xiaomeng was instantly furious, "Why doesn't she have to fill out a form??"

The woman with the wavy hair used her diamond-ringed hand to pull down her sunglasses, looked Zhang Xiaomeng up and down, noticed her worn-out, low-end brand bag, curled her fiery red lips into a contemptuous "tsk," and then stomped away in her sky-high heels.