Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

After staying up all night, Zou Rong was exhausted and collapsed onto the sofa. "I can't go on anymore. I'm going to sleep for a while. Just close the door behind you when you leave."

Zou Rong faced the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

After staying up all night, Zhang Xiaomeng didn't want anything but her pillow and bed.

While Zhang Xiaomeng was taking out her phone to call a car, her eyelids started to droop, and she closed them three times.

Fang Ruoxi was quite ruthless to herself; she went straight to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water until she was no longer sleepy before coming out.

When she came out, her phone, which was on the table, was buzzing incessantly.

"Hello." Fang Ruoxi answered the phone directly.

"Xiao Fang, it's me, Zhou Wen." The old lady's voice was loud and clear, as if she had just won a battle.

"Director Zhou, has the TV station reached an agreement?"

"That's right, that's why I'm here to tell you this. Xiao Fang, you'll have to come with me to the official TV tower to record a program next time."

"Don't go to Hunan TV. The official station requires procedures, so you'll have to send your identity information to the new assistant director later."

The new assistant director?

It seems the one from before got fired by Director Zhou.

"Oh, by the way, this episode of 'Painting Heart' will be broadcast on the official music channel the day after tomorrow."

"This Saturday? Is it that rushed?" Fang Ruoxi frowned slightly.

The news of the program being switched channels must not be leaked until a new TV station is negotiated to take over.

Now, the TV station has just finalized the deal, and the program is about to air right after... Isn't that too rushed?

Zhou Wendao: "Ha, isn't someone rushing to give our show free publicity? Ha, but you, Xiao Fang, have you got a new song in mind yet?"

“I made a pledge to the leaders of that official TV station.”

Fang Ruoxi said, "No problem, I'll go record the instrumental version of the new song in a bit."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou was in high spirits, feeling that his career had been going smoothly ever since he left Hunan TV.

"Great! You're our show's 'darling.' This time, our show is being valued so much, all thanks to you."

"Your new song can't let you down this time, since it's making its debut on the official channel."

"Me?" Fang Ruoxi was a little confused.

The old lady said happily, "That's right. They're government officials, after all. They follow certain rules when doing things. They don't seek merit, they just want to avoid mistakes."

"They welcome our program, but when it comes to scheduling, they're very hesitant, afraid of being held responsible if the final result isn't good, so they don't give us a definite answer."

“I showed them your rendition of ‘Painting Heart’.”

"In the end, there are more people who know their stuff. The leader immediately set two prime time slots for us to choose from."

Fang Ruoxi was very clever; she immediately sensed the problem in his words.

"Two release dates?"

Director Zhou didn't hide anything and said directly, "Yes, they gave me two. One is this Saturday, and the other will start next Sunday."

Fang Ruoxi was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Why don't you choose next month?"

The car I called arrived. Fang Ruoxi turned her head, held the phone between her shoulder and arm, and pulled the dazed Zhang Xiaomeng outside with one hand.

Director Zhou feigned anger and retorted, "Old Wen can show his appreciation for talent, but why do you ask so many questions when it comes to me?"

As soon as she stepped outside, she was greeted by the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, but Fang Ruoxi didn't feel cold at all. Instead, her heart felt warm, as if she were carrying a small stove.

Zhou Wen was very busy, and it was already an exception for him to call and say that it had taken so long. "Okay, that's all. You focus on preparing your new song and show off your skills when you record the show!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ruoxi dragged Zhang Xiaomeng home.

The two of them fell into a deep sleep and slept soundly.

After opening their eyes, the two girls cleaned themselves up, and Fang Ruoxi cooked a healthy, simple meal.

Two soft-boiled eggs, a few slices of toasted whole wheat bread, a bowl of bright green 'grass', and a small fruit platter that has been precisely weighed.

Even the drinks they had were made by blending bananas with Greek yogurt.

Looking at this table full of 'diet food', Zhang Xiaomeng sighed to the heavens, "I don't want to be an artist! Let me eat junk food! I want hamburgers, I want fried chicken, I want sugary drinks!"

Fang Ruoxi casually picked up a piece of toast and stuffed it into her mouth, "It's not just about controlling your figure, eating like this is also healthy, you'll live longer and age more slowly."

Zhang Xiaomeng pouted, then crunched away at the toast. "Are we off today?"

Fang Ruoxi picked up a few vegetable leaves, ate them carefully, and chewed slowly before saying, "Dream on. Work, go record a song."

"Still recording???" Zhang Xiaomeng was almost developing a phobia of recording studios.

Fang Ruoxi is practically addicted to the recording studio.

Her fondness for the recording studio reminded Zhang Xiaomeng of her nephew who would skip school to spend time in internet cafes.

"Yes, it's a new song for Director Zhou's variety show."

Zhang Xiaomeng stared wide-eyed at Fang Ruoxi as if she were a monster. "You have a new song again?"

"You..." Zhang Xiaomeng hesitated for a long time, "...more productive than the pigs in the production team!"

Fang Ruoxi smiled beautifully, "Would you like to rephrase your words?"

As they were talking, both of their phones vibrated one after the other; it was a push notification.

[The director and producer of "I Want to Be a Singer" responds publicly to Han Feifei...]

The two exchanged a glance. Zhang Xiaomeng was quick and opened the push notification first. She read it in three lines at a glance, her eyes wide open, just like a frightened cat.

"Director Zhou, this... ah, this is... wow, if I were a fan of Han Feifei, I would rush to watch this show just to curse this production team to death."

Fang Ruoxi opened it and read it carefully, then said, "Old ginger is spicier."

Zhou Wen is good at creating buzz, especially when you don't care about a singer or actor's life or death, he can edit a person's face beyond recognition just to attract attention and for entertainment.

"Entertainment to the death" is no joke.

Especially after Han Feifei and her "behind-the-scenes man" thoroughly offended Zhou Wen, this old lady became even more unscrupulous in her underhanded tactics.

Several preview clips of "I Want to Be a Singer" have been released, each one eye-catching.

The first point is that Han Feifei had an ambiguous interaction with the original chief judge, Zhao.

Secondly, Han Feifei joked with other guests backstage at the show, revealing that she hoped the judges would help her eliminate a contestant simply because that person hadn't let her take the elevator first.

The third, and most ironic, point is that Han Feifei said, "It's because of my high standards for art that I don't fit in with the program team," and then she left in tears.

Zhang Xiaomeng's brain successfully 'rebooted': "Wow, Director Zhou doesn't show his power unless he's really going to 'send Han Feifei away'!"

They really "sent them away" from the entertainment industry.

This news, half-concealed and half-revealed, is sure to grab people's attention.

The most despicable thing is that the official account, which I don't know which employee was running, gave the video the following title:

[A second-tier actress has this kind of relationship with a superstar?!]

[The show was actually staged and scripted!]

[A rising starlet delivers a stellar acting performance, leaving even the most renowned actresses in awe.]

Fang Ruoxi: "..."

Zhang Xiaomeng: "..."

Zhang Xiaomeng asked blankly, "Did Director Zhou's production team get their account hacked? Aren't they afraid of getting sued for writing this?"

Fang Ruoxi was hesitating whether to call Director Zhou to ask.

The online controversy has reignited, and Han Feifei's team immediately issued a lawyer's letter.

Director Zhou calmly withdrew the three exaggerated 'headlines,' then logged into the program's official account, which contained everything except a sincere 'apology.'

[Sorry, this title was written by my 8-year-old grandson. @HanFeifei, please don't take it personally.]

Han Feifei: [???]