After I died, they cried in the live studio

Located in the heart of Hollywood, the soundstage resembles a massive silver fortress. Its metallic facade reflects the dazzling sunlight, proclaiming its central position in the film industry. The glass curtain wall clearly reflects the luxury cars and hurried people passing by, figures carrying countless dreams, some passionate, some uncertain.

Inside the studio, the high-hanging operating lights emitted a scorching, intense light, illuminating the entire shooting area like a midday desert, leaving no shadow untouched. White curtains hung smoothly, resembling a vast, boundless snowfield, while various professional shooting equipment were arranged in an orderly fashion, exuding a cold, technological feel. The staff moved hurriedly, walkie-talkies crackling with commands, scripts and props in hand, their eyes focused and tense, as if engaged in a war without gunfire.

Wearing a meticulously crafted retro costume, Sang Jiyue seemed to step gracefully out of a painting from bygone eras. This costume, created by a top Parisian designer over several months, is made of delicate, smooth silk with a soft sheen, embroidered with lifelike and exquisite patterns; every stitch showcases the ultimate craftsmanship. With each gesture, the costume sways gently, like a flowing galaxy, exuding a unique and captivating charm. At this moment, she is completely immersed in the filming; her expressive eyes seem to speak volumes, and her precise lines flow naturally from her lips like beautiful musical notes. Every subtle expression—joy, sorrow, or anger—is perfectly captured, revealing the character's complex inner world with remarkable depth, drawing the viewer in completely.

Not far away, Sang Shuwan was also preparing for her photoshoot. She wore a simple black practice outfit, her long hair tied up high, revealing her slender neck. Her eyes held both nervousness about the upcoming shoot and jealousy and resentment towards Sang Jiyue's outstanding performance. Since her disastrous red carpet appearance, Sang Shuwan outwardly maintained a cold and disdainful attitude towards Sang Jiyue, but privately, she followed Sang Jiyue's activities almost daily. She both envied and resented Sang Jiyue's brilliant achievements in her career, and deep down, she longed to communicate with Sang Jiyue and learn from her success. However, the lingering rivalry built up over the years acted like an insurmountable wall, preventing her from setting aside her pride and taking the initiative to speak.

With her keen intuition, Sang Jiyue noticed Sang Shuwan's unusual behavior. During a break in filming, she subtly adjusted her costume, then walked gracefully towards Sang Shuwan with a smile. "Shuwan, long time no see! I heard you recently took on a new role; you seem to be in great shape." Sang Jiyue's voice was clear and melodious, like a clear mountain stream. Sang Shuwan paused, a hint of panic flashing across her face, before quickly regaining her usual aloofness. A slight smirk played on her lips as she replied indifferently, "Not bad, not as glamorous as you are now. Endorsements, fashion shows—you're incredibly busy, practically a Hollywood legend."

Sang Jiyue wasn't angered by Sang Shuwan's sarcasm. Her smile remained genuine, her eyes radiating friendliness: "We're both struggling in this fiercely competitive industry. Exchanging ideas and learning from each other might help us improve together. I know a quiet restaurant with exquisite dishes; how about we go for a chat after work?" Sang Shuwan hesitated for a moment, thinking about the current bottleneck in her career, struggling internally, but ultimately nodded slightly, accepting Sang Jiyue's invitation.

As evening fell, the Los Angeles sky was painted a magnificent orange-red by the setting sun, resembling a breathtaking oil painting. The two arrived at an upscale restaurant situated at the city's highest point, offering panoramic views of Los Angeles' dazzling nightscape through its enormous floor-to-ceiling windows. Soft lighting, like twinkling stars, spilled across the tables, and soothing classical music filled the air, creating a romantic and comfortable atmosphere. However, Sang Shuwan's tense nerves did not relax despite the beautiful surroundings; her eyes remained alert, as if she were ready for a battle at any moment.

Sang Jiyue broke the silence first, took a sip of red wine, and said, "Shuwan, I watched your last work. You had your own unique ideas when creating the character, but you could have been more subtle in handling the progression of emotions. For example, in that argument scene, if you could have added more layers, from anger to grievance, and then to helplessness, gradually showing the character's inner changes, the audience would have been more immersed and it would have resonated with them better."

Upon hearing this, Sang Shuwan's brows furrowed instantly, and she retorted sharply and harshly, "Everyone's understanding of a character is different, and art has no fixed standards. I think my handling of that scene was in line with the character's personality and the situation at the time, just right. Now that you've succeeded, you think you're right about everything and start pointing fingers at others. Don't impose your ideas on me." Sang Jiyue patiently explained, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "I'm not trying to impose my ideas, I'm just sharing some experiences I've accumulated in practice. When we perform, we can delve into the character's upbringing, family environment, and personality traits. Starting from these aspects, we can make the character more three-dimensional and realistic."

Sang Shuwan wouldn't listen at all. Her voice grew increasingly shrill, almost a roar: "Stop lecturing me! While I was struggling in the entertainment industry, experiencing countless setbacks and hardships, you were probably still dreaming of becoming a star! Don't think that just because you've won a few awards and landed a few endorsements, you're something special and can judge me." Sang Jiyue was stung by these words, her face instantly turning pale, her hands unconsciously tightening around her wine glass. But she took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Shuwan, I genuinely want to help you. I hope we can both go further in this industry. If you're unwilling to communicate, then forget it." This dinner, which had been full of anticipation, ended in an unpleasant atmosphere.

Shortly after, a highly anticipated new product launch event for a fashion brand was held at a luxury hotel in downtown Los Angeles. The venue was beautifully decorated, resembling a dreamlike wonderland. A huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, radiating dazzling light and illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime. The walls were decorated with exquisite artworks showcasing the brand's history and cultural heritage. The runway, constructed of transparent glass, was illuminated by shimmering blue lights, like a time tunnel leading to the future.

Backstage, the atmosphere was tense and busy. Numerous celebrities and models were meticulously selecting their favorite gowns, hoping to become the center of attention at this grand event. Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan almost simultaneously set their sights on a magnificent evening gown. Designed by a top designer, this gown utilized state-of-the-art 3D printing technology. The skirt was adorned with tens of thousands of Swarovski crystals, sparkling like a galaxy, while the neckline and cuffs were embellished with precious pearls, exuding a noble and elegant aura.

Sang Shuwan reacted quickly, speaking loudly to the staff, "I want this dress. Please prepare it for me quickly." Sang Jiyue stepped forward, a polite smile on her face, and said calmly, "Shuwan, the style and design of this dress suit my look better today. Both the color and the style can better showcase my temperament. Could you let me have it? Or you can take a look at other styles; there are a few that would also suit you perfectly. You would definitely look radiant in them."

Sang Shuwan sneered, arms crossed, her eyes filled with hostility: "Why should I give it to you? First come, first served, that's the most basic rule. If you like it, go pick something else yourself, don't try to take it from me. Don't think I don't know you just want to show off and climb over me to get ahead." Sang Jiyue tried hard to control her burning anger, keeping her tone as calm as possible: "We don't need to ruin our relationship over a dress and make things so ugly. Why don't we communicate with the brand together and see if there's a better solution? After all, the brand also wants us to present our best image, add luster to the event, and achieve a win-win situation."

Sang Shuwan didn't buy it at all. She raised her voice and said shrilly, "Don't pretend! I know what you're up to. You just want to outdo me in front of everyone, right? No way!" The argument between the two became more and more intense, attracting the attention of the surrounding staff. The atmosphere on the scene instantly became tense, like a bomb about to explode, and a new storm seemed inevitable.

This gown, crafted using advanced 3D printing technology and incorporating traditional embroidery techniques, features a skirt adorned with thousands of Swarovski crystals that sparkle like the Milky Way under the lights, making it the focal point of the event. Sang Shuwan was the first to spot the gown and immediately told the staff she wanted to try it on. However, Sang Jiyue arrived shortly after, stating that the gown's design perfectly matched her own styling for the evening and requesting that Sang Shuwan give it to her.

The two women stuck to their own versions of events, refusing to back down, and the verbal conflict quickly escalated. Sang Shuwan accused Sang Jiyue of deliberately competing and violating industry rules; Sang Jiyue retorted that Sang Shuwan was unreasonable. The atmosphere was tense, and although staff members tried to mediate, they were unable to quell the dispute, and the backstage area of ​​the press conference descended into chaos.

In fact, the conflict between Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiyue has a long history. Both debuted around the same time and were seen as rivals by the media from the very beginning. For years, whether it was competing for awards, endorsements, or red carpet appearances, they secretly vied for dominance. At the "Starlight Awards" red carpet in [specific year], Sang Jiyue stunned everyone with her dreamy starry dress, becoming the media focus, while Sang Shuwan was ignored by the media for her mediocre look, receiving a lot of negative reviews. Since then, Sang Shuwan has been trying to regain her footing in the fashion world, and this dress dispute seems to be a concentrated eruption of their long-standing conflict.

The incident quickly sparked a huge controversy on social media, with netizens holding differing opinions. Some criticized Sang Shuwan for being too assertive and using excessive language during the dispute over the dress, damaging the public image of a celebrity. Netizen "Fashion Observer" commented, "Sang Shuwan was extremely rude this time. As a public figure, she should maintain basic politeness and manners in public." Other netizens defended Sang Shuwan, believing that Sang Jiyue deliberately provoked her and attempted to suppress her competitor. Netizen "Entertainment Truth King" stated, "Sang Jiyue has always liked to be in the spotlight; this time she was clearly deliberately picking a fight to embarrass Sang Shuwan."

Other netizens expressed disappointment with the two actresses' behavior, urging them to focus their energy on improving the quality of their work rather than getting bogged down in pointless disputes. One netizen, "Rational Fan," commented: "Both are very promising actresses. Instead of wasting time on these trivial matters, they should make more good films and deliver more excellent performances to the audience."

As of now, neither Sang Shuwan nor Sang Jiyue has issued a public statement regarding the incident, and the fashion brand involved has not responded either. This backstage conflict at the press conference has not only damaged the images of both individuals but also served as a wake-up call for the entertainment and fashion industries. In the pursuit of fame and fortune, celebrities should maintain rationality and restraint, approach competition with a positive attitude, and contribute positive energy to society. This newspaper will continue to follow up on further developments.

Dubai, a luxurious city surrounded by desert and sea, transforms into a dreamlike land illuminated by stars as night falls. The Burj Al Arab, soaring into the clouds, its unique sail-like design, illuminated by lights, resembles a giant ship about to sail towards the stars. Tonight, a top-tier ball gathering celebrities from around the world will grandly open here. This ticket, like a precious holy grail, attracts numerous entertainment industry heavyweights vying for it, and Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan are naturally among those invited.

Sang Jiyue was in the hotel's presidential suite. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Dubai's dazzling night view stretched endlessly like a flowing Milky Way. But at this moment, all her attention was focused on the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of her. The figure reflected in the mirror resembled a female warrior about to go into battle, her eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit. Tonight, she vowed to make Sang Shuwan understand who the true queen of the entertainment industry really was.

The stylist team, like a group of highly trained artisans, surrounded her, their tools acting like magic wands as they gave her the final touches. "This evening gown was specially designed for you, incorporating this year's most cutting-edge fashion elements," the chief designer explained softly, carefully adjusting the hem of the dress.

This evening gown, crafted from the finest black silk, resembles a deep, boundless night sky, adorned with tens of thousands of Swarovski crystals. Each crystal was meticulously selected by the designer and skillfully set, sparkling brilliantly under the lights like stars in the night sky. The layered skirt, like a black rose in full bloom, exudes a mysterious and alluring aura.

The hairstylist focused intently on creating a retro updo for her. A few carefully styled strands of hair cascaded down her cheeks, perfectly framing her face and adding a touch of languid allure. The makeup artist, meanwhile, displayed her exquisite skills. "The eyes are the windows to the soul; tonight, they must be the focus of attention," she murmured to herself as she meticulously applied eyeliner with delicate strokes. Her deep eyes seemed to hold endless stories, and her high-bridged nose and luscious red lips gave her a breathtaking charm.

"Jiyue, you look absolutely stunning tonight. Sang Shuwan is no match for you." Saixi, swaying gracefully in her ten-centimeter heels, lavished praise upon herself. Saixi wore a red off-the-shoulder evening gown; the crimson silk fabric shimmered alluringly under the lights, perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure and showcasing her supermodel's enviable physique.

As a darling of the fashion world, Cecilia has extensive connections and maintains close relationships with many key figures in the fashion and social circles. "The organizer of this banquet is a close friend of mine. When you enter, I'll have him arrange for you to stand in the most prominent position," Cecilia confidently patted her chest, her tone filled with unquestionable certainty.

Sang Jiyue turned around, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "This time, it's all thanks to you, Saixi. Without your help, I wouldn't have been so confident." Sang Jiyue's words conveyed both gratitude to Saixi and anticipation for tonight's ball.

Meanwhile, in another luxurious suite at the hotel, Sang Shuwan was also busily preparing for tonight's ball. "Bring me that royal blue dress," Sang Shuwan instructed her assistant, her voice crisp and decisive. This royal blue dress was handcrafted by a renowned Parisian designer, its skirt embroidered with exquisite silver patterns, resembling a flowing galaxy in the night sky.

"The accessories must be carefully chosen; there can be no mistakes," Sang Shuwan emphasized to her assistant while scrutinizing herself in the mirror. She had chosen a set of diamond jewelry; the main diamond on the necklace was dazzling and complemented the dress perfectly, further highlighting her noble temperament.

When Sang Jiyue and Saixi arrived at the ball, the hall was already filled with celebrities. Crystal chandeliers emitted a soft, bright light, reflecting off the people's magnificent attire. A huge crystal fountain in the center of the hall splashed water, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. A band played melodious classical music, creating an elegant ambiance for the entire ball.

“Look, Sang Shuwan is over there.” Sai Xi nudged Sang Jiyue lightly with her elbow, a hint of provocation in her eyes. Sang Shuwan was talking with several Hollywood stars, her smile confident and charming, exuding the aura of a superstar in every gesture.

Sang Jiyue took a deep breath, composed herself, and walked gracefully towards the center of the banquet. Sai Xi quickly found the banquet organizer, and after a brief whispered conversation, the organizer nodded and smiled, then arranged for staff to create a stage for Sang Jiyue.

The music suddenly sped up, and the lights focused on Sang Jiyue. Her appearance instantly drew everyone's attention, and a gasp of amazement rippled through the crowd. Sang Jiyue danced gracefully on the dance floor, her movements elegant and fluid. Her black dress shimmered mesmerizingly under the lights, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

Sang Shuwan noticed the commotion and turned her gaze to Sang Jiyue. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. Sang Shuwan straightened her skirt and walked towards Sang Jiyue with a confident smile.

"Jiyue, it's been a long time. You look beautiful tonight." Sang Shuwan's voice was gentle and pleasant, but there was a hint of subtle competition in her words.

“Shuwan, you too,” Sang Jiyue replied with a polite smile. Their eyes met in the air, as if sparks flew between them.

Just then, a group of fashion magazine reporters surrounded them, raising their cameras to take pictures. "Ms. Sang Jiyue, can you tell us about your feelings about tonight's ball?" "Ms. Sang Shuwan, I heard you have a new work recently, can you tell us about it?" The reporters' questions came one after another, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan skillfully handled the reporters' questions, showcasing their professionalism and unique charm. Meanwhile, Sai Xi closely observed the situation, subtly guiding the conversation and focusing the attention more on Sang Jiyue.

As time passed, the ball reached its climax. Everyone flocked to the dance floor, dancing gracefully. Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan met on the dance floor; their dance styles were distinct, one passionate and unrestrained, the other elegant and dignified, as if engaged in a silent contest. The surrounding guests stopped dancing to admire the spectacular duel between these two entertainment stars. However, at that moment, an accident occurred. A staff member, while serving drinks, accidentally bumped into Sang Jiyue, spilling the drinks on her dress. An uproar erupted, and Sang Jiyue's face instantly turned pale. Seeing this, Sai Xi immediately rushed forward, reprimanding the staff member for their negligence and arranging for someone to take Sang Jiyue to clean up.

Sang Shuwan watched this scene, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She stepped forward and said softly, "Jiyue, do you want me to go with you?" Sang Jiyue gritted her teeth and refused, "No need, I can handle it myself."

Led by a staff member, Sang Jiyue arrived at the dressing room. Looking at the stains on her dress, she was furious. "This must have been deliberately arranged," she muttered to herself. Saixi comforted her, "Jiyue, don't worry, I'll find out. The most important thing now is to clean up the stains as soon as possible and get back to the ball."

After some emergency treatment, Sang Jiyue's dress was basically restored to its original condition. She took a deep breath and prepared to return to the ball.

In the lounge, Sang Jiyue stared intently at the glaring stain on her dress, her nails digging deep into her palms, her breathing becoming rapid. "This is definitely not an accident!" she muttered, her anger almost consuming her reason.

Just then, the door to the lounge was pushed open with a bang, and Sai Xi rushed in, her face full of anxiety. "Ji Yue, I just heard about it, it's outrageous!" Sai Xi walked quickly to Sang Ji Yue's side, her gaze falling on the stain, her brows furrowing into a deep frown.

Upon seeing Saixi, Sang Jiyue's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but her tone still carried grievance and anger: "Someone must have deliberately sabotaged me, just to embarrass me!"

Sai Xi gently patted Sang Jiyue's shoulder, comforting her, "Don't get too upset, we need to find a solution as soon as possible." As she spoke, she took out an elegant dress bag from behind her back. "Luckily, I was prepared. This is a spare evening gown, change into it quickly!"

Sang Jiyue's eyes lit up. She took the dress bag and quickly went into the dressing room. A moment later, the dressing room door slowly opened, and Sang Jiyue appeared before Saixi like the most dazzling new star in the night sky. This evening gown was specially designed for Sang Jiyue by a top designer. The main body was made of dreamy ice-blue satin, as if blending the vast starry sky with the deep ocean. The neckline and cuffs were inlaid with a circle of dazzling diamonds, like stars in the Milky Way, radiating dazzling light. The skirt layered and flowed lightly, and when she moved, she was like an ice lotus blooming in the night sky, dreamy and elegant.

Cecilia was stunned, and it took her a while to come back to her senses before she exclaimed sincerely, "Jiyue, you are absolutely stunning! Tonight, the entire ball will be your stage!"

Sang Jiyue turned around in front of the mirror, a confident smile spreading across her face, her earlier gloom completely gone. "Let's go, let's go out!"

Time seemed to stand still when Sang Jiyue and Saixi stepped back into the ballroom. The once noisy hall fell silent instantly, and everyone's attention was drawn to Sang Jiyue, with a flood of admiring gazes directed at her.

Sang Shuwan was talking with several guests when she heard the exclamations around her and instinctively turned her head. The moment she saw Sang Jiyue, the wine glass in her hand trembled slightly, and a barely perceptible hint of jealousy flashed across her face.

With elegant steps, Sang Jiyue strolled towards the center of the dance floor like a queen surveying her domain. The band, seemingly inspired, began to play a lively melody. Sang Jiyue danced gracefully to the music, her ice-blue skirt swaying like a blooming flower under the lights, diamonds sparkling with captivating brilliance, mirroring her smile.

Fashion magazine reporters swarmed around, their cameras clicking incessantly. "Ms. Sang Jiyue, could you talk about the design inspiration for this dress?" "Ms. Sang, your performance tonight was absolutely stunning. Do you have any special thoughts?" The reporters' questions came one after another, pushing the atmosphere to a new climax.

Sang Jiyue skillfully responded to the reporters' questions, exuding superstar poise in every gesture. Saixi stood to the side, watching the radiant Sang Jiyue, a relieved smile on her face. She knew that this accident had not only failed to defeat Sang Jiyue, but had made her even more dazzling.

Just then, the host of the banquet stepped forward, smiled, and said to Sang Jiyue, "Ms. Sang, your performance tonight was perfect, making this ball truly special." Then, turning to the guests, he announced loudly, "I have decided to invite Ms. Sang Jiyue to be the image ambassador for the next Dubai Fashion Gala!"

Thunderous applause erupted in the room. Sang Shuwan, who was conversing with several business tycoons, frowned slightly upon seeing Sang Jiyue return. Sang Shuwan stood in a corner, her face terribly grim. Sang Jiyue, on the other hand, elegantly thanked everyone, secretly gloating: "Sang Shuwan, this is just the beginning. In the future, I'll make you lose even more thoroughly!"
As the music continued, Sang Jiyue once again joined the dance floor, fully enjoying her moment of glory. This Dubai ball, because of this unexpected event and Sang Jiyue's stunning appearance, became an unforgettable memory for everyone, adding a significant chapter to the rivalry between her and Sang Shuwan.

Sang Jiyue composed herself and once again displayed a confident smile. She walked towards Sang Shuwan and said, "Shuwan, it seems tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful." Sang Shuwan smiled and replied, "That's right, but isn't that what makes it interesting?"

As the ball drew to a close, the organizers announced some important news: a global fashion gala would be held, with Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan invited to be its spokespeople. This news caused another uproar, with everyone offering their congratulations to the two.

Sang Jiyue and Sang Shuwan exchanged a glance, their faces showing complex expressions. While the duel at the Dubai ball had temporarily come to an end, their competition had only just begun… The upcoming fashion extravaganza would become their new battlefield, and everyone eagerly awaited to see who would emerge victorious in this war without gunpowder.

In the afternoon, sunlight filtered through thin clouds, illuminating the European-style variety show recording studio. A black Bentley slowly pulled in, its wheels rustling softly over the small stones. The door opened, and Sang Shuwan, dressed in a white Chanel suit, stepped out first. The pearl buttons on the suit shimmered softly in the sunlight, outlining her slender figure. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down naturally, a few stray strands perfectly framing her face, making her look radiant and exuding confidence.

Following closely behind, Sang Jiyue wore a black fitted dress. The dress's design was simple yet elegant, perfectly showcasing her curves. Her makeup was light, and her shoulder-length short hair gave her a neat and capable look. Although they are sisters, their styles are completely different, like a red rose and a white jasmine, each with its own unique charm.

The recording venue was decorated with extreme luxury, with crystal chandeliers radiating dazzling light, complementing the surrounding gold decorations. This program is a celebrity lifestyle experience variety show where guests need to complete a series of social tasks at a simulated lavish banquet, showcasing their adaptability. Male guest Lin Yuxuan spotted Sang Shuwan immediately, his eyes lighting up like stars in the night sky, his excitement like that of an explorer who had discovered a treasure. He quickly straightened his collar, his face beaming, and rushed over to greet her.

"Sister Shuwan, I never expected to be recording a program with you here. It's truly an honor!" Lin Yuxuan extended his hand enthusiastically, his voice booming, his smile almost overflowing the screen. Sang Shuwan responded politely with a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and gently grasped his hand: "Yuxuan, long time no see." Her voice was as clear and melodious as a silver bell, carrying a perfectly appropriate gentleness. Hearing this, Lin Yuxuan praised even more enthusiastically: "Sister Shuwan, your recent movie is so popular, the box office is soaring, and your acting is absolutely superb! All my friends, from sixty-year-old elders to teenagers, are fans of yours."

Meanwhile, Sang Jiyue stood quietly to the side, watching this scene unfold. Lin Yuxuan's behavior was like a blinding light, making her feel incredibly stung and embarrassed. She subconsciously straightened her skirt, trying to alleviate her inner disappointment. Having struggled in the entertainment industry for many years, appearing in numerous works and putting in a great deal of effort, she still lagged far behind her sister, Sang Shuwan, in popularity and fame. This disparity made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The banquet organizer approached with a broad smile, warmly greeting everyone: "Welcome, guests, to this banquet. I hope you all have a pleasant and unforgettable time." Everyone responded with smiles, and Sang Shuwan and Sang Jiyue also stepped forward to exchange pleasantries with the organizer. Although both were polite and well-mannered, the organizer was clearly more enthusiastic towards Sang Shuwan, his eyes filled with admiration and respect, and his words brimming with praise, which made Sang Jiyue's mood even heavier.

The program officially began, and the first task was to freely interact with the other guests and obtain useful information. Lin Yuxuan followed Sang Shuwan closely like a shadow without hesitation, sometimes helping her get her delicate wine glasses, sometimes racking his brains to find topics to chat about. Although Sang Shuwan was a little annoyed, her years of experience in the entertainment industry had cultivated her good manners, and she always responded patiently.

“Sister Shuwan, I’m currently preparing for a big-budget new film and have been looking for a suitable leading lady. If you’re interested, we can discuss it further.” Lin Yuxuan said, while secretly observing Sang Shuwan’s expression, his eyes full of anticipation. Sang Shuwan smiled politely, her tone gentle yet tactful: “Thank you for the invitation, but my schedule is packed lately, and I really can’t find the time.” Lin Yuxuan wasn’t discouraged and continued enthusiastically: “That’s alright, Sister Shuwan, we can talk again when you have time. If we can work together on this film, it will definitely be a hit, and maybe even compete for international awards!”

Watching Lin Yuxuan's attentive manner towards her sister, Sang Jiyue felt a mix of emotions, a bitter taste in her mouth. She tried to join their conversation, but after only a few words, Lin Yuxuan acted as if he hadn't heard her, continuing his animated chatter with Sang Shuwan. Sang Jiyue's words were like stones sinking into the sea, receiving no response. Helpless, she turned away to find other guests to talk to.

She approached a veteran actor with a sincere smile and greeted him politely, "Teacher, I've always admired your work. It's truly an honor to record a program with you." The veteran actor smiled and replied, "You must be Sang Jiyue. I've seen several of your performances; your acting is solid, and you have great potential. Keep up the good work!" Hearing this, Sang Jiyue felt a surge of warmth in her heart and chatted happily with the veteran actor, her nervousness gradually easing.

On the other side, Lin Yuxuan continued to fawn over Sang Shuwan. "Sister Shuwan, I heard you've been learning yoga recently, and I'm also very interested in yoga. How about we go to class together sometime and exchange ideas?" Sang Shuwan was getting impatient and was about to find an excuse to leave when a member of the production crew rushed over and announced the start of the second task.

The second task was to complete a banquet game in groups, with the winning group receiving an extra reward. Upon learning the group assignments, Lin Yuxuan immediately ran to Sang Shuwan's group and deliberately pushed Sang Jiyue into another group. Seeing Lin Yuxuan's actions, Sang Jiyue's anger flared up instantly, but she restrained herself, silently telling herself to stay calm.

As the game began, Lin Yuxuan, focused solely on impressing Sang Shuwan, completely disregarded teamwork. He unilaterally devised strategies, ignoring the opinions of others. Due to his blind command, the group made frequent mistakes, falling far behind the other groups. Sang Shuwan couldn't help but remind him, "Yuxuan, we should listen to everyone's ideas. Teamwork is the key to winning the game." Lin Yuxuan outwardly nodded in agreement, but in reality, he continued to act according to his own ideas.

Under the guidance of an experienced guest, Sang Jiyue's group proceeded with the game in an orderly manner. Sang Jiyue also fully utilized her strengths, offering advice and strategies to the group based on her keen observation and unique insights. Through everyone's joint efforts, the group gradually gained the upper hand.

As the game progressed, Sang Shuwan's group's situation worsened. Lin Yuxuan was frantic, sweating profusely, yet still refused to change his strategy. The other team members also began to complain about him, and the group atmosphere became tense. Just then, Sang Shuwan stepped forward, calmly analyzed the current situation, and devised a new strategy. Under her leadership, the group gradually regained its rhythm and began to catch up.

Finally, the competition ended. Sang Jiyue's group won with an outstanding performance, while Sang Shuwan's group unfortunately lost. Lin Yuxuan looked at Sang Shuwan's disappointed expression, feeling extremely regretful, but not knowing how to make amends.

After this recording, Lin Yuxuan's behavior gave many guests a new perspective on him, and they were quite disgusted by his flattery and opportunistic approach. Meanwhile, Sang Jiyue, through her hard work and talent, won everyone's recognition and respect, taking a more solid step in the entertainment industry. As for Sang Shuwan, she also realized more clearly how important it is to remain clear-headed and independent in this complex entertainment circle. In the days that followed, the three of them experienced new challenges and opportunities in the entertainment industry, writing their own stories.

After the recording ended, Sang Jiyue was filled with rage, like an enraged animal. Her high heels slammed heavily on the ground as she strode out of the recording venue. Back in her apartment, she slammed the door shut, threw herself onto the sofa, her chest heaving, and her mind replayed the various ways Lin Yuxuan had ignored and ostracized her during the recording. (End of Chapter)