The Rebirth of a Top Star

During the reading session, apart from Ye Meng taking the initiative to greet Shen Nanqiao on the first day, Shen Nanqiao ignored her afterwards.

The ungrateful wretch I raised with my own hands in my past life will never have another chance to appear in this one.

Shen Nanqiao took two days to rest after the reading session, because she would be officially joining the production team in a few days.

During this period, when filming took place in other locations, all the main cast and crew stayed in the same hotel. In Director An's words, this was for the convenience of management.

Shen Nanqiao also observed what Ye Meng had done during her free time. At first, Shen Nanqiao thought it would continue to develop into a barrage of criticism that would trend on social media.

Unexpectedly, those rumors and gossip actually cultivated a group of die-hard fans for him.

Although the number of people was not large, Shen Nanqiao could see those familiar IDs charging into battle on Weibo, fighting against Ye Meng's fans who were spreading rumors.

Shen Nanqiao looked at those fans and felt a little touched.

In my previous life, when I finally became popular on Weibo, I already had too many fans. I couldn't even tell who was who, I only knew that my fans had a certain fondness for me.

Although only a minority like it now, it's the first time I've felt such a strong commitment from my fans.

But since it didn't cause any major impact, Shen Nanqiao didn't plan to bother with it.

However, Shen Nanqiao lay in bed, not wanting to go out and having not eaten yet. She scrolled through her phone, lamenting to herself how unlucky she had been lately.

Suddenly she sat up and remembered a place.

After quickly searching on her phone and determining her location, Shen Nanqiao applied sunscreen and put on a mask and hat for sun protection.

Her works haven't been broadcast yet, so she's not too worried about people recognizing her.

Although it's autumn, the sun is still scorching, and Shen Nanqiao always has to endure the heat and wear long sleeves because she gets tanned so easily.

Shen Nanqiao boarded the subway and squeezed into the crowd. Instead of playing on her phone like the others around her, she quietly observed the behavior of those around her.

This was a technique taught to me by a highly respected theatrical performer in my previous life.

Only by truly observing people who do such things can one portray a genuine reaction in a play.

Shen Nanqiao developed a habit of observing the behavior and lifestyle of all kinds of people whenever she was in a public place.

These could all become materials for improving one's acting skills in the future.

Since the subway didn't go directly there, Shen Nanqiao took another line and finally walked the one-kilometer distance at a leisurely pace.

It was already afternoon, and although it wasn't as sunny as midday, it was still extremely hot. Shen Nanqiao was wearing long sleeves for sun protection, so it wasn't unusual for her to be walking on the street.

When they arrived at the foot of Guiyuan Temple, Shen Nanqiao looked at the not-so-high steps and the tall trees on both sides, whose shadows were so cool that she could imagine it even without stepping inside.

Shen Nanqiao walked up slowly. It wasn't the weekend, so there weren't many visitors.

This temple is very effective for prayers; everyone who knows it says so.

However, this was indeed Shen Nanqiao's first visit in many years.

This temple is very old, not in the sense of being dilapidated, but rather with long-standing moss growing on the blue bricks and surrounded by many trees, which brings inner peace in the hot weather.

Shen Nanqiao inexplicably liked this kind of place.

She stepped forward, one step at a time.

I followed the footsteps of a few people into the courtyard.

A young novice monk saw Shen Nanqiao and walked up to her.

"Benefactor." The young novice greeted Shen Nanqiao, and Shen Nanqiao returned the greeting in the same manner.

"Are you here to ask for divination, benefactor?" Shen Nanqiao noticed that the person who went in before her turned left immediately upon entering, and no one came up to greet them.

Shen Nanqiao wondered if she really looked like it was her first time here.

He verbally agreed, "Yes, which way should I go?"

Shen Nanqiao asked politely.

Shen Nanqiao moved her feet and saw everyone heading in the same direction. She wanted to follow them too.

The young novice monk politely reached out to block Shen Nanqiao's path.

"Your timing is perfect, benefactor. Our master only receives guests today." Shen Nanqiao was relieved, she really didn't know she would happen to run into the master, she was quite lucky.

Seeing that the young monk had no intention of leading her inside, Shen Nanqiao could only ask again, "May I go in by myself?"

The young novice monk remained silent and shook his head.

Shen Nanqiao was puzzled and wanted to ask.

“Our master instructed us to come out and greet you, but he is unable to see you.”

Shen Nanqiao was stunned. Did the master know she was coming?

She was clearly just acting on a whim.

The young novice monk changed the direction of his hand and said to Shen Nanqiao, "Our master asked me to pass on a message to you." Shen Nanqiao followed his guidance and walked straight ahead. "In this life, you only need to follow your heart. The good deeds and blessings you accumulated in your previous life have brought you peace of mind and a smooth life in this one."

The young novice monk stood beside Shen Nanqiao, leading her into the main hall. He didn't look at Shen Nanqiao once while saying these words, nor did he see the shock in Shen Nanqiao's eyes.

These words are really strange.

Shen Nanqiao dared not ask any more questions. Following the young novice monk's lead, she entered the main hall. There was no one in the hall except for a divination table quietly placed on the side.

The young novice monk gestured for Shen Nanqiao to go up and draw a divination stick. Shen Nanqiao reached out and took it, but she didn't shake it or use any special techniques. She remembered that online, you could just shake the divination stick container and get the result, but she didn't know how to do it.

He glanced back at the young novice monk standing behind him; his eyes were calm and serene.

Shen Nanqiao reached into the divination tube and pulled out a wooden stick. Upon closer inspection, she saw four small characters written on it.

A serendipitous encounter.

Shen Nanqiao was puzzled by this explanation.

The young novice monk said she could leave, which was the best fortune slip to resolve her doubts.

Shen Nanqiao walked out of the temple with a completely bewildered expression.

She was inside for a short time, and those who went in at almost the same time as her did not leave.

Shen Nanqiao recalled the four characters on the fortune stick, but didn't know how to interpret them.

And that master.

Shen Nanqiao broke out in a cold sweat.

The footsteps were not as light as when they came.

I couldn't resist opening the mask and letting it hang halfway on my face.

Shen Nanqiao took a deep breath. This was all too strange. Before she could even process what was happening, a group of men in suits were standing at the bottom of the stairs.

Without needing to look closely, Shen Nanqiao spotted Song Shiyuan standing in the middle of the crowd. They were chatting and laughing happily. Shen Nanqiao couldn't help but turn around and take a look. It really was a temple.

These bigwigs are here to discuss cooperation, but it's still work time, so Shen Nanqiao consciously prepared to keep her distance from them, not wanting to affect her sugar daddy's work.

Shen Nanqiao is very professional.

However, Song Shiyuan couldn't help but look up at the top of the steps at a figure that was lingering in his field of vision without moving, and unexpectedly, their eyes met.

To my surprise, it turned out to be Shen Nanqiao.

When Song Shiyuan saw that she had noticed him, he quickly pulled the mask he had been wearing down over his face.

She was dressed casually in loose, cool wide-leg pants and a long-sleeved sun-protective shirt, which didn't look like a celebrity outfit at all. However, her face, which had just been revealed, was stunning at first glance.

Shen Nanqiao waved to Song Shiyuan, preparing to leave quietly. However, before he could slip away, Song Shiyuan beckoned to him and called out, "Shen Nanqiao, come here."

Everyone below immediately followed Song Shiyuan's gaze and looked over.

Shen Nanqiao was standing several steps higher than them, unsure whether to go up or down.

One of the older managers squinted and couldn't make out who was on top.

Song Shiyuan waved to Shen Nanqiao, signaling her to come down quickly.

Shen Nanqiao then hurried down as if being forced to, finally reaching an angle where she could look at everyone present at eye level.

Shen Nanqiao quickly took off her hat and mask, glanced at the mischievous Song Shiyuan, and greeted everyone in a friendly manner, "Hello, I am Shen Nanqiao, an artist from SY subsidiary."

When Song Shiyuan first called people down, some people were still a little unhappy that they were interrupted, but now when they saw Shen Nanqiao's beautiful and delicate face, even though she was dressed simply, they were amazed.

"Hello, hello." Only this person took the initiative to respond to Shen Nanqiao's greeting.

His gaze lingered on Shen Nanqiao.

Looking into his eyes, Song Shiyuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He reached out and pulled Shen Nanqiao behind him, saying, "I didn't expect to run into one of our company's artists here. Let her come and say hello to everyone."

The cunning in Song Shiyuan's heart vanished, replaced by dissatisfaction with the look in that person's eyes.

So when we said that, we emphasized those two words very much.

The implication is quite clear.

Everyone present was shrewd and understood what Song Shiyuan meant. The person who had spoken even took the initiative to laugh it off, saying, "We all understand, we understand, just don't let that girl Leyi find out."

Of all those present, only this one was talking a lot, and Shen Nanqiao listened carefully.

Who is Le Yi? Shen Nanqiao didn't know who they were talking about, but she was sure that the person opposite her thought she was Song Shiyuan's mistress.

Shen Nanqiao felt that Song Shiyuan's hand holding her wrist was a little hot. The weather was too hot, and Shen Nanqiao already felt uncomfortable after just a short skin contact.

She stood behind Song Shiyuan, and they were still talking. Song Shiyuan did not respond to the CEO's topic.

Shen Nanqiao, however, remembered the name that only revealed two characters.

Could she be Song Shiyuan's girlfriend? Shen Nanqiao was startled.

At first, he only said that the two of them were cooperating, and he referred to Song Shiyuan as his sugar daddy, but he really didn't know if Song Shiyuan had a girlfriend.

Shen Nanqiao felt extremely uncomfortable with her wrist being held, so she struggled to break free and took a step back, putting distance between herself and Song Shiyuan.

Cars that came to pick them up arrived one after another. Shen Nanqiao stood behind Song Shiyuan without saying a word until they finished exchanging pleasantries and Song Shiyuan saw them off one by one. Only then did she pull Shen Nanqiao to her side.

Shen Nanqiao politely said goodbye to them, her smile quite professional.

The last person to leave was the man who had talked the most. Shen Nanqiao's smile was forced, but she remained polite to him. As soon as the car stopped and the door opened, instead of the driver getting out to open it for him, a heavily made-up woman in a miniskirt rushed out.

"Mr. Zhang, you're finally done with your work." She threw herself into the arms of the man surnamed Zhang.