Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The entertainment industry in Jinghai City is experiencing an unprecedented winter.

It wasn't because of the economic downturn, nor because of tightened policies, but purely because of one person—Lu Jingyan.

Ever since the entire cast and crew of "The Overbearing Immortal Venerable" were taken down, and photos of Xiao Huohuo and Director Zhang singing "Tears Behind Bars" in prison garb and with buzz cuts were leaked, the entire entertainment industry in Beijing, from A-list celebrities to obscure nobodies, has been afflicted with the same disease.

"Fear of China".

The atmosphere in the conference room of a top talent agency was so oppressive it felt like a funeral.

Boss Wang, sporting huge dark circles under his eyes, slammed his fist on the table with a deafening roar, his hands trembling.

"Delete them! Delete them all! Delete all those old photos of you clubbing, drinking at dinner parties, and those with that Director Zhang guy—delete them all!"

"Where are the PR people? Where did they go? They made all of our artists' slightly outrageous past comments visible only for the last six months! No, only for three days!"

The artist director below wiped away cold sweat and carefully handed over a list.

"Boss, this is the red carpet list for next week's 'Fashion Night'... Several of our company's artists said they're sick and can't go."

"Sick?" Mr. Wang laughed in exasperation. "Yesterday they were posting gym selfies, and today they're all paralyzed?"

"Mainly..." The director swallowed hard, his voice extremely low, "I heard that the security for this event is being handled by the Municipal Bureau's Special Investigation Team. Lu... Lu Jingyan might personally lead the team."

Upon hearing that name, Mr. Wang froze, his earlier anger instantly extinguished as if doused with a bucket of ice water.

He waved his hand weakly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Then...then you should stay sick. It's better to be sick than to go to jail."

In Beijing's entertainment industry today, a fearsome slogan circulates: "Beware of fire, theft, and Lu Jingyan."

This name already possesses the magical effect of "stopping children from crying at night".

Inside a nanny van.

A newly debuted young idol, dissatisfied with his schedule, threw a tantrum at his assistant, smashing his coffee all over the floor.

"I'm not going! They want me to go to this lousy commercial performance? I'm an idol! I have class!"

The agent watched him throw a tantrum with indifference, neither advising nor scolding him, but simply slowly took out his phone and opened a photo.

That was Lu Jingyan in a police uniform, standing in front of a police car, with rows of celebrities being handcuffed behind him.

The agent shoved the screen in front of the young man, his tone sullen: "Keep causing trouble? If you keep causing trouble, I'll call Officer Lu and tell him you're suspected of disorderly conduct, and have him come and give you a lecture on the law."

"belch--"

The young man's angry roar abruptly stopped, like a chicken being choked. He stared at the photo in horror, his arrogance instantly turning into meekness.

"Sis, I was wrong. The commercial performance is great, it's down-to-earth. I'll go get my makeup done now."

Such scenes are frequently played out in every corner of Jinghai City.

The usual blatant diva behavior, underhanded tactics, and shady contracts seemed to vanish overnight. The atmosphere in the entertainment industry became unbelievably clean.

However, in a large forest, you'll find all sorts of birds.

In this atmosphere of fear and unease, there are always a few who are not afraid of death, or rather, who seek fortune and wealth through danger.

In the practice room of Starlight Entertainment.

Bai Lu, the center member of the popular girl group "Candy Girls," is practicing her dance moves for tonight in front of a full-length mirror.

She wore a tight-fitting sequined mini-dress, her figure was stunning, and every glance exuded a carefully crafted allure. As a newly crowned "heartbreaker," she had absolute confidence in her charm.

"Lulu, are you really going to do this?"

The assistant beside her looked at her with some concern, "That Lu Jingyan is no ordinary person. He even got Xiao Huohuo arrested. If we get involved with him now, isn't that a bit too much..."

"Too what? Too dangerous?"

Bai Lu stopped what she was doing, tossed her long hair aside, looked at her exquisite and beautiful face in the mirror, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

"What do you know? This is traffic! This is popularity!"

She picked up her phone and pointed to the name that remained high on the trending list—#Lu Jingyan#.

"Look at the trending topics now. As long as his name is mentioned, even if it's just people criticizing him, the traffic is more than if I post ten selfies. Xiao Huohuo is stupid. He's not clean himself up and he still walks into the line of fire."

Bai Lu turned around, puffed out her chest confidently, and said, "I'm different. I haven't done drugs, I haven't evaded taxes, and I have a clean record. I just... simply 'admire' an outstanding police officer. Is that illegal?"

"But..." The assistant still felt uncertain.

"There's no 'but' about it."

Bai Lu interrupted her, her eyes flashing with a gambler's madness, "Being infamous is still being famous. As long as I can get associated with him, even if he scolds me, I can stay on the trending topics for three days."

"Besides, what man doesn't have an affair?"

She winked at herself in the mirror, her voice becoming sweet and coquettish, "I refuse to believe that any straight man wouldn't react at all to my 'sugar-coated bullets'!"

That evening, at the Jinghai City Gymnasium.

A grand branded concert is underway.

Despite the previous turmoil, the event still had to be held despite the risks, for the sake of commercial interests. However, in order to ensure stability, the organizers specially invited the city police's special investigation team to be responsible for the perimeter security, euphemistically calling it "police-civilian cooperation."

Lu Jingyan did indeed arrive.

He stood in the shadows below the stage with Zhao Tiezhu and several team members, his eyes scanning the entire audience warily to maintain order. He didn't even bother to glance at the celebrities jumping around on stage.

Until the White Dew season arrives.

The music blared, and the lights focused. Bai Lu, accompanied by her dance troupe, appeared on stage like a star surrounded by admirers.

As the energetic dance ended, the screams from the fans below the stage were deafening.

Bai Lu, panting, took the microphone from the host with a sweet smile on her face.

"Lulu looks so beautiful today! As everyone knows, Lulu has always been single. I wonder what kind of guy could catch your eye?" the host asked, following the script.

As is customary, celebrities at this point would usually say things like "it depends on fate" or "I like kind people."

But not during the White Dew season.

Her gaze swept past the fans in the front row and landed precisely on the tall, dark blue figure on the side of the stage.

"actually……"

Bai Lu bit her lip, adopting the shy, lovestruck look of a young girl, and her voice carried throughout the venue through the microphone.

"I have always admired a certain type of person. They are upright, brave, and have the strongest beliefs. They are the heroes who protect our safety."

The entire room fell silent, and everyone followed her gaze.

Lu Jingyan frowned, a sudden sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"I've been seeing him on the news a lot lately. He looks really cool and makes people feel safe when he catches bad guys."

Bai Lu took a deep breath, as if gathering all her courage, and shouted loudly:

"Officer Lu Jingyan! Actually... you're my ideal type!"

"If possible, I'd like to form a couple with you called 'White Dew Turns to Frost (Banquet),' is that okay?"

"boom--!"

The whole place erupted.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

Lu Jingyan stood in the shadows, looking at the female celebrity on stage who was making a heart shape with her hands and smiling brightly at him. His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

These days, even staging accidents to extort money from the police?

He pressed his throbbing temples and coldly said into his earpiece:

"Zhao Tiezhu, check the 'GG Law' and the 'Public Security Administration Punishment Law'."

"This blatant exploitation of police officers' image for commercial gain..."

"Shouldn't we send a lawyer's letter?"