The Rebirth of a Top Star

It was rare for Shen Nanqiao to get up early and put on makeup, so Du Junyi's instructions from yesterday were not in vain.

After finishing her eye makeup, Shen Nanqiao stepped back a little, looked at the makeup she had sculpted, and nodded in satisfaction. It was alright; her skills hadn't become rusty.

While waiting for the door to be knocked, Shen Nanqiao opened the refrigerator after a long time. The vegetables inside were the ones she had bought from the supermarket last time. Looking at the items that she had arranged in a mess, Shen Nanqiao took out her instant coffee sticks from the corner.

I bought it on a whim last time, and I never expected it to come in handy now. Shen Nanqiao's ears were already tied with rubber bands after she got up. I don't know what the principle is, but it just works.

But now half an hour had passed, and Shen Nanqiao saw that the swelling from staying up late last night hadn't gone down, so she prepared to cast some more magic.

Shen Nanqiao brewed the coffee with warm water, steeling herself not to add any sugar. The dark coffee bubbled and gurgled in the cup, looking much more bitter than it seemed.

Shen Nanqiao had just tasted a tiny bit of flavor when the doorbell rang. She put down her cup in the kitchen and went outside.

Upon opening the door, she saw familiar staff members, but there were only a few. Shen Nanqiao had thought the director would also be there in person, but she didn't see anyone.

It seemed that Shen Nanqiao's searching actions were somewhat conspicuous, and the person standing at the front said to Shen Nanqiao, "Sister Nanqiao, the director had something to do today and didn't participate. We're just following you to film."

Upon hearing the explanation, Shen Nanqiao stopped waiting. She nodded, noticing that the camera at the door still had its cover on. She pointed at the cameraman and kindly reminded him, "Your lens is still covered."

The cameraman nodded, indicating that he knew, and only turned on the camera in front of Shen Nanqiao.

"What is this for?" In Shen Nanqiao's memory, the camera should have been turned on from the beginning; she had never seen it like this before.

None of them came in, even though Shen Nanqiao had already extended a sincere invitation.

This unfamiliar behavior puzzled Shen Nanqiao, and she grabbed the hand of the staff member closest to her: "What's going on here?"

The short-haired PD replied to Shen Nanqiao, "Sister Nanqiao, don't you know what happened in the industry yesterday?"

Shen Nanqiao really didn't know what she was doing yesterday; she had forgotten it herself, so she didn't have time to gossip.

Actually, Shen Nanqiao shouldn't waste time right now, but the camera hasn't started filming yet, and Shen Nanqiao is really curious. It's too late to search on her phone anyway. Shen Nanqiao gestured with her eyes, urging her to speak quickly.

Previously, Shen Nanqiao had always gotten along well with them, never hiding anything from them or being ambiguous, and would speak her mind directly.

"Sister Nanqiao, you know Fei Lu'er, right?" Shen Nanqiao was very familiar with this name. Fei Lu'er was the female celebrity who first boasted that she would make it impossible for her to make it in the entertainment industry. She was very powerful back then.

Shen Nanqiao hadn't heard from her for a long time, so who would have thought she'd be brought up again now.

"What's wrong with her?" Shen Nanqiao asked curiously.

The producer didn't mince words and said directly, "Yesterday, a TV program came to film. Since it was a live broadcast, we knocked on the door as required by the program. Unexpectedly, we filmed Fei Lu'er's appearance before she was fully dressed. They had been waiting at the door for a long time."

This is a common occurrence. There are more and more live streaming formats now, and people like to watch live streams without any staged performances, so there should have been many people who saw it at the time.

"So?" Shen Nanqiao was eager to know what happened next. She lowered her eyes and smiled, looking at the petite girl beside her.

Perhaps he was mesmerized by Shen Nanqiao's smile, because the PD stood there next to Shen Nanqiao for a long time.

Only after Shen Nanqiao gestured again did she realize what was happening and say, "Fei Lu'er sued the photographer who had the camera."

In short, it was concise and to the point, but Shen Nanqiao was quite surprised.

In this industry, you see each other all the time, and who knows, one day a colleague you used to work with might become incredibly successful.

Shen Nanqiao was surprised by Fei Lu'er's courage.

"So that's it for today?" Shen Nanqiao pointed to the camera that wasn't turned on yet.

The cameraman who had been standing outside and hadn't come in saw Shen Nanqiao looking at him and gave a sheepish smile, as if he knew what they were talking about.

The short-haired man shrugged helplessly. "This was arranged by the director before we arrived, just in case something went wrong."

Shen Nanqiao expressed her understanding, but felt a little strange. She needed to see them out, close the door, and then open it as if they were meeting for the first time when they knocked again.

Shen Nanqiao had never encountered such a situation before; it was truly strange. Before closing the door, Shen Nanqiao was reminded that it would be best to hold something in her hand to help maintain her persona.

Shen Nanqiao remembered her cup of coffee, which she had barely drunk and had been neglected in the kitchen. Now, she quickly went back to get it and stood in the entryway waiting for them to make arrangements.

Looking at the coffee in her hand, Shen Nanqiao felt a little dazed. It seemed that she didn't really have any persona to play.

In this life, Shen Nanqiao had long since given up on the packaging of a persona. Moreover, Shen Nanqiao's thoughts were far away, and she seemed to have never even heard of the need for a persona.

Song Shiyuan really gave himself a lot of freedom, so that in the entertainment industry full of masks, Shen Nanqiao had a place to be herself.

The knocking sounded again, but Shen Nanqiao was still in a daze. It wasn't until the second knocking sounded that she came to her senses.

She opened the door, holding a steaming cup of coffee in her hand, displaying it to everyone in a cute cartoon cup.

Shen Nanqiao smiled and looked at the camera, greeting the viewers who would be watching later.

After greeting everyone, Shen Nanqiao invited them in. She then took out the disposable slippers she had prepared from the gap. As she watched them put the slippers on their feet, for some reason, Song Shiyuan's image flashed before her eyes.

Why is she thinking about him so often today?

Shen Nanqiao still held a cup of coffee in her hand. She stared at the brown coffee for a couple of seconds, clearing her mind of all thoughts.

Shen Nanqiao said to everyone, "Please sit down, everyone, don't be shy."

That's what they said, but their mission today was to film a day in Shen Nanqiao's life. Shen Nanqiao had already arranged her activities in advance, and now they were just waiting for her to have some free time.

Shen Nanqiao finished her bitter coffee without blinking, right under the camera's nose, then washed the cup clean and placed it upside down on the kitchen island, washing her hands as well.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when Shen Nanqiao sent a message to Zheng Yiyi before heading out.

Yes, the two of them had already discussed it and decided that since they were going to film, they might as well do it together.

After the show ended, everyone was busy with their own important matters. Shen Nanqiao had only been in contact with Zheng Yiyi online. When they met at the agreed place, Shen Nanqiao didn't recognize Zheng Yiyi at all when she saw her from afar. Zheng Yiyi, with her long flowing hair, greeted Shen Nanqiao.

Holding two cups of coffee in her hand, Shen Nanqiao felt a bitter taste rise up her esophagus whenever she saw the familiar logo.

Shen Nanqiao sat next to Zheng Yiyi, his eyes fixed on her hair. "How come your hair grows so fast?"

Zheng Yiyi knew that Shen Nanqiao was asking her the reason, but she deliberately went along with Shen Nanqiao's words: "Maybe it's because of metabolism."

Zheng Yiyi was very serious.