The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Are you sure you want to participate in the show "Hana-Kimi"?

Zhong Jue didn't expect that before she could even choose her business partners, Su Ran was already eager to get a gig with "Hana Yori Dango".

On the other end of the video call, Su Ran nodded firmly.

"I don't want anything else, I just want to participate in this program. Didn't you say you wanted to arrange a debut opportunity?"

"That's true, but by keeping things so discreet and covering everything up from start to finish, are you sure you can make it to the end?"

"No need, we can just go to the second game."

Zhong Jue didn't expect that Su Ran, who seemed so reserved, could be so infuriating when she got willful.

"Su Ran, I'm warning you, don't be arrogant. I signed you because you have potential that I value. If you don't know how to behave properly because of this preferential treatment, I can terminate your contract." Zhong Jue's face was serious and cold, his hands clasped on the table, exuding the elegance of a refined villain.

Perhaps because they were separated by a screen, Su Ran was intimidated by Zhong Jue's aura, but she did not hesitate at all when faced with the choice.

"I definitely want to participate. If you think I'm not suitable, you can terminate the contract. Also, I've already registered."

There are two ways to be selected for "Girls Over Flowers": the first is through open auditions for ordinary people, and the second is through recommendations from new employees of companies.

Given Su Ran's situation, she should have chosen the second option, but she was afraid Zhong Jue wouldn't agree, so she decided to act first.

Zhong Jue was so angry that he laughed again.

"Su Ran, Su Ran, you're something else!" I originally thought she was just a pretentious little cat who was actually timid and reserved, but I didn't expect this cat to bite.

"You said you wouldn't interfere with my work." Su Ran's clear eyes revealed innocence; he had clearly promised.

Zhong Jue held up a finger to himself, "Who am I?"

"Zhong Jue".

Who am I to you?

"My agent."

Zhong Jue turned up the volume.

"You still remember I'm your manager? Do you think I'm just a decoration? You don't even have the authority to select job offers?"

Su Ran lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Zhong Jue said, "Go if you want, but if you mess it up, I'll make you experience firsthand the consequences of angering me. Meeting adjourned!"

"Hana-Kimi" is scheduled to air on August 1st via a combination of live broadcast and edited recording.

Today is July 10th, and there are only twenty days left until August.

Qingcheng College will start its semester in September.

节目录制时间长达3个月，也就是从8月1号开拍开始，至少也要到10月底或者11月初结束。

Su Ran never expected to make it to the end.

The second men's and women's open tournaments are expected to be held in mid-August.

She only wants the second game.

They only won the second game.

Regardless of whether her opponent is Shi An or not, she will use her victory to declare war on Shi An!

As for Zhu Hong's part-time job.

After careful consideration, Su Ran decided to resign, but she couldn't let her grandmother know. She only needed to let her grandmother know that she had a legitimate job.

I'll tell Grandma about singing later when we find a suitable opportunity.

After hanging up the video call, Zhong Jue took a sip of water, which calmed her anger down a bit.

But then he thought, why should he get angry with an eighteen-year-old girl? Patience is the key to great things. He saw a glimmer of hope in her, and he really didn't believe he couldn't tame this cat.

Zhong Jue is someone who enjoys challenges.

At the age of sixteen, he had already reached the pinnacle of the entertainment industry.

After becoming China's youngest actor to win a Best Actor award, he became bored with everything. This state of mind once affected his normal life. He had no interest in any film or television dramas, always feeling that the scripts were either not profound enough, not meaningful enough, or illogical and nonsensical.

Even eating became unappetizing, and I spent my days pondering whether the world was real or fictional.

Until one day, he saw a new actor improve his acting skills despite the director's repeated scolding on set, and he suddenly felt a sense of amusement.

So at the peak of his career at the age of 20, he chose to retire from the entertainment industry and work behind the scenes to nurture people who could shine and bring him joy.

Gu Cai was one of them, and his success gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

However, not every artist under his command has the same abilities as Gu Cai, so he often lost his temper with them. In their eyes, he was almost a tyrant.

Compared to Su Ran, he was already quite gentle.

***

The following afternoon at 3 p.m., Su Ran went to the supermarket to prepare dinner for Gu Cai in advance.

The lunch I reserved this morning was completely devoured, which is nothing like the young master Zhu Hong described as someone who goes on hunger strikes every day.

After rinsing the rice and putting it in the rice cooker to cook, I took out the freshly killed crucian carp, cleaned it, and set it aside. Then I went to prepare to wash and chop the vegetables.

The once quiet kitchen suddenly became bustling with activity and clanging sounds.

Su Ran is very skilled at cooking. What others take an hour to cook, she can finish in half an hour, excluding the fixed stewing time.

Therefore, the moment the rice was cooked, she had already prepared two plates of dishes and served them out.

Gu Cai came over attracted by the aroma, but when he saw a pot of tofu and crucian carp soup and a plate of green pepper and scrambled eggs on the table, he curled his lip.

"You pay me such a high salary and you only cook these few dishes for me?" The nanny who came to my house before cooked eight different dishes every day for every meal. Where is she like this?

"Sister Hong said that as long as you don't starve to death, you've fulfilled your job duties," Su Ran repeated earnestly.

"You only need to work four hours a day. We are not responsible for anything beyond that. You'll have to figure out your own weekends."

"But don't worry, I'll try my best to finish the work within four hours, and I definitely won't make you wash the dishes or do the pots," she added earnestly.

Gu Cai: "..." Was Sister Hong deliberately trying to mess with him?

Su Ran had observed Gu Cai's appetite over the past few days. Perhaps because he often didn't eat, Gu Cai's appetite was pitifully small, and he always left a lot of food uneaten.

She couldn't stand waste. Even leftovers from lunch wouldn't be thrown away. She would make them into hand-grabbed rice for Gu Cai to change the flavor of his main dish.

Although Gu Cai made a few sarcastic remarks, he still pulled out a chair on his own, sat down at the dining table, and began to eat heartily.

While eating, he kept asking Su Ran questions.

"Did you put something in the rice?" Why does it taste so good? It's even better than what their five-star chef makes.

Su Ran walked out of the kitchen while wiping her hands.

"Three parts skill, seven parts timing." This was a saying my grandmother often used, and she said it so naturally.

Seeing Su Ran's serious answer, Gu Cai felt bored.

His personal assistant is quite young; Zhu Hong said he's only eighteen, a year younger than him.

Girls he knew at that age were generally vibrant, energetic, and full of youthful energy. Unlike her, she was lifeless, like a rigid nun from the Middle Ages.

Gu Cai glanced at Su Ran a few more times.

And believe it or not, this personal assistant can sing, just like the nun.

"I'll go out for a bit." Su Ran untied her apron bag, then said to Gu Cai as if she remembered something, "There are still thirty minutes left in the workday. You can put the dishes in the sink and wait for me to come and wash them."

Gu Cai looked at her with a strange expression and said with a half-smile, "You're having a really good time as a personal assistant. You can come and go as you please."

"I'll just take care of the food." Su Ran hung up her apron, turned around, and left.

Just as I stepped out the door, I ran into an acquaintance, An Yecheng.

He had clearly just returned, his dark suit making him look travel-worn, but his expression remained unchanged when he saw Su Ran.

Su Ran nodded to him and called him "Mr. An" as a greeting. Seeing that An Yecheng only glanced at her and then closed the door, she then left.

Behind the door, An Yecheng picked up his phone, which displayed a list of recently signed new talents.

A person named "Ghost Voice" was prominently listed.

Click on the video, and a heavenly melody begins to play.

Hmm, that sounds familiar.