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

Su Ran's good looks caused a huge sensation at the school.

The campus popularity rankings have been revamped, and her name is now featured in the "campus beauties and campus hunks" section. Even the school's admissions office is using Su Ran's photo on their posters.

People from outside the school flocked to the school because of its reputation.

Every time Su Ran practiced her voice in the classroom, the surrounding windows were covered with faces, all crowding around to see her.

Listen closely, and you can also hear these explosive statements:

"So handsome and good-looking, I love him so much."

"Nuwa, are you asleep? I'm too ugly to sleep."

Is she sexually attractive or not?

"Why do you ask this?"

"Idiot, if she likes women, I'll go for it right away. If she likes men, no problem, I'll go to Thailand and get a sex change operation."

"Are you so fixated on her? Can't you find someone else? She's mine."

Su Ran was also helpless about this. Every time, she would ask Xiao Hudie to report which road had fewer people, and she would sneak away from the dormitory on a shared electric scooter.

****

The fallen leaves are golden.

An endless expanse of black tombstones stood in neat rows.

Su Ran was wearing a gray trench coat and a white baseball cap. The bright red flowers in her arms contrasted sharply with the gloomy scenery around her.

She bent down and placed the flowers at the foot of the tombstone.

With a click, the flame from the lighter flickered in the breeze.

She cupped her hands around her fingers and lit the records on the ground, each bearing the name "Su Qinya".

They chatted about everyday things while cooking.

"Mom, I've come to see you. Are you doing well down there? Don't worry about me, I'm doing quite well on earth. I'm burning a paper TV for you, maybe then you can see me up there. If you need money, come to my dreams, and I'll burn you more paper money."

“Grandma is doing well, even healthier than before. I only found out yesterday that Teacher Gao passed away. Grandma kept it from me, afraid that I would be upset if I found out, so I just went along with her and let her think that I didn’t know. If you see Teacher Gao, please give him a greeting for me.”

"Ye Zi has been imprisoned. After this period of rest, all her songs have been credited to you. Your dream has finally come true. Now many people know that the real singer of these songs is Su Qinya."

"Ha, forgive me for calling you by your name, but your name now makes me feel very proud. The whole world knows that Su Ran's mother is Su Qinya, a very, very good singer."

Su Ran talked a lot, about the fate of her family, about her life on campus, and about her entry into the entertainment industry and becoming a singer.

She said finally.

“Mom, I may do some things that are considered unorthodox by the world in the future. You certainly don’t want me to follow in your footsteps, so please support me.”

As the last sheet burned, a gust of wind blew by, and the ashes danced in the air, drifting into the distance.

A melodious piano tune drifted from ahead.

The boy, dressed in black, stood with his back to Su Ran in front of the black tombstone, slowly playing the violin on his shoulder.

Su Ran didn't know what piece of music it was, but it was very sad and beautiful. She stood quietly for a while and listened to it. As the music was about to end, she left the cemetery.

The boy faintly heard footsteps. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of captivating green eyes.

****

Su Ran accepted Zhong Jue's invitation to be a guest at the concert, but before that, she had to audition with Director Yu.

Although Director Yu is a bit stingy, he has exceptionally high standards for the quality of his films. He told Su Ran that if her performance did not meet his standards, he would put her in a special training group to hone her acting skills for ten days to half a month before she came out.

As soon as I got out of the van, my assistant Li Yu picked up my bag and helped me open the back door.

"Teacher Guiyin, Director Yu is in this theater. They don't allow assistants to go in. Here's a bag for you. It contains tea and a small fan that I prepared for you. I heard it's quite hot in there."

"Okay, thank you." Su Ran took the bag from Li Yu and said softly.

"Oh, no need to thank me. Remember to keep up the good work," Li Yu encouraged.

As Li Yu said, the studio was very hot. Director Yu built an indoor set with yellow sand everywhere and used lighting effects to create the effect of a blazing sun and a setting sun.

As soon as Su Ran walked in, she saw many staff members and auditioning actors inside.

"Why can't I play Bai Mu's role? It's so much easier to act with my face covered, I don't have any expression at all, and I'm the second male lead with some screen time, why let a woman like Gui Yin play it?"

A young, handsome man stood to one side, clearly having prepared in advance. He was dressed in a black outfit, with a sword at his waist and a mask covering most of his face, looking dashing. Only his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction.

"This was all pre-arranged by the director, and we investors have no say in this production. The power is in the director's hands; it's not like you can just decide to act if you want to." The person advising him sounded like his agent.

"It must be because they didn't pay enough. I want to see what that singer is capable of. Why is he abandoning his career in the music industry to try and steal the spotlight?"

The two were completely unaware that the "ghostly voice" they were talking about was standing behind them, listening silently to their whispers.

Assistant director Longtian saw Su Ran and waved, "Ghost Voice, you're here!"

The young actor and his agent then slowly turned around.

A tall, slender woman wearing a gray trench coat and a white mask stood behind them. She seemed to have been standing there for a long time, her glassy eyes reflecting a cold light. When she heard the assistant director call her, she slowly raised her right hand from her pocket and greeted him.

Then, ignoring the young heartthrob and his agent, he walked into the venue.

She had read the script that Director Yu gave her; the title was "Prosperous Chaos".

A chilly horn blows, and a fierce wind whips up the twilight.

The head of the Bai family, the largest merchant family on the northern border, was killed by the imperial army in Jiangnan, a thousand miles away, for refusing to accept a princess of the imperial dynasty as his concubine.

News of the death of the Bai family patriarch spread rapidly. The villains, acting as accomplices, saw that the Bai family consisted of only the elderly, women, children, and a single son, with a total of just over a hundred people including servants. So they gathered fierce and cruel bandits from the mountains to massacre the Bai family members and loot all of the Bai family's gold and silver treasures.

They committed all sorts of atrocities, including burning, killing, looting, and plundering. They even took the tender body of an eight-year-old girl and chopped off the heads of everyone in the mansion, hollowing out their skulls to use as wine jugs.

Before leaving, he set fire to the Bai family's house.

Little did they know, a frail, thin boy crawled out from a pile of blood-soaked corpses not far away, holding his mother's severed head and remaining silent.

Ten years later, the rebels rose up in rebellion, and the boy reappeared. Everyone had long forgotten the massacre of the Bai family, and he was no longer the eldest son of the Bai family. By day, he was a mysterious swordsman whose name was known throughout the land, yet whose face was never seen. He was known as the Jade-Faced Young Master. By night, he was the number one cold-blooded assassin in the Dark Pavilion—Northern Wolf.

He finally received the mission he wanted—to take the head of the Northern Dynasty emperor!

Throughout his life, hatred was the only driving force that kept him going.

When Su Ran changed into a black outfit, put on a wig, fastened a black mask, and wore an ancient sword at her waist.

She looked in the mirror again, and there was the dashing yet bloodthirsty young man pointing his sword at her. His eyes were devoid of emotion, not even cold-bloodedness, only numbness.

She asked, "What do you want to do?"

A glimmer of light appeared in the boy's numb eyes in the mirror, but even more so, a murderous intent.

"Kill the bandits! Kill the emperor!"

Aren't you afraid of being condemned by the whole world for doing this?

"The Northern Dynasty will not tolerate the Bai family, and the Bai family will not tolerate the Northern Dynasty." The boy in the mirror pointed at her. "Are you going to help the Northern Dynasty?"

“No,” she said. “I am you. I will only stand by your side.”