The Entertainment Industry in Turmoil: Young Actresses All Want to Rise to the Top

Chapter 92 A Century-Long Collaboration [Ten Updates] Seeking First Subscription

"Scene 51 of 'My Love from the Star,' one take, one shot. Action!"

The spotlights, like a dense barrage of lightning, illuminated the entrance as if it were daytime.

When Yang Mi's swaying, sequined deep-V figure contrasted with Liu Shishi's deep blue satin dress, it was a striking contrast.

When they appeared one after the other, one warm and one cool, at Jiang Jinyue's (played by Li Yitong) victory celebration banquet, the atmosphere of the entire venue was instantly pushed to a climax.

The media area was practically in an uproar, with the sound of camera shutters clicking so loudly it was like a torrential downpour.

At a celebration party for a movie, top actresses born in the 85s all made an appearance.

"Honey! Congratulations! You've really made our actresses proud this time!"

Yang Mi's laughter was clear and crisp, carrying her unique, sweet, childlike voice that could melt away any barriers.

He opened his arms and gave Jiang Jinyue a tight hug, the movement as natural as if they were sisters who had known each other for many years.

With a glance, she took in all the important figures and camera angles present, exuding a queenly aura.

Almost the instant she finished speaking, Liu Shishi arrived gracefully, bringing with her a refreshing fragrance.

"Congratulations, Jin Yue."

The voice was gentle, like a spring breeze.

Her embrace with Jiang Jinyue was light and brief, yet equally sincere, and she maintained a swan-like elegance throughout.

The camera pans to face the three people.

Jiang Jinyue, dressed in a dazzling bright red fishtail dress, stood under a glittering crystal chandelier. To her left was Yang Mi, who was as radiant as fire, and to her right was Liu Shishi, who was as gentle as water.

They accurately captured this historic moment of "three flowers gathering at the top of the sky" in one frame.

In the instant the image froze, Yang Mi and Liu Shishi's selfies briefly met in mid-air.

Yang Mi's perfect smile remained unchanged, but a faint scrutiny and understanding flashed across her eyes.

Liu Shishi nodded slightly, her smile still faint, making it impossible to discern whether the surface of her face held undercurrents or genuine calm.

This eye contact lasted less than a second; there were no words, no tension.

It seemed to encapsulate the ups and downs of the entertainment industry over the years, as well as the countless comparisons and speculations in the media, all within this silent moment.

Jiang Jinyue, who was at the very center of the storm, had her signature crescent-shaped smiling eyes shining brightly, without any gloom.

She gently took Yang Mi's arm with her left hand, and naturally placed her right hand on Liu Shishi's slender waist, the movements intimate yet not inappropriate.

"Honey, please stop making fun of me."

She turned her head to Yang Mi and said in a familiar, coquettish tone.

"I still look up to your box office record from last time; my ankles are aching from looking at it!"

Yang Mi laughed heartily as she effortlessly delivered self-deprecating humor.

He then turned to Liu Shishi, his tone becoming sincere and gentle.

"I'm so happy you could come, Senior Sister. I read the book you recommended last time, 'The Art of Performance,' and I benefited greatly from it."

She pinpointed a detail that only they could possibly discuss, instantly bridging the gap between them.

She skillfully navigated between two top actresses with vastly different styles, and her own brilliance and aura were not suppressed. On the contrary, because she could "master" these two extremes of ice and fire at the same time, she shone even brighter.

At this moment, she is not only the star Jiang Jinyue, but also the producer Li Yitong who is in charge of the whole situation.

In the dimly lit area, the camera framed Dilraba.

Her character, Tan Yan, wears a deliberately understated light pink dress, like a vine yearning for sunlight, hidden in the shadows of the crowd.

Their gazes were fixed on the three radiant figures, especially Jiang Jinyue, who was surrounded by Yang Mi and Liu Shishi like stars around the moon.

She unconsciously gripped the slender stem of the champagne glass in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

The sweet smile of happiness for her "best friend" was still on her face, but deep in her eyes, envy, jealousy, and self-loathing gnawed at her heart like venomous snakes.

"Someday—"

She could almost hear the wild grass growing rampant in her heart.

"I want to stand there too, right in the middle—"

That position, surrounded by all the spotlights and admiring gazes, was like a spell, making her already intense ambition burn even more fiercely.

She tilted her head back and drank the slightly bitter wine in the glass in one gulp, as if she were drinking a poison that solidified her resolve.

It is Tan Yan's ambition, and also Dilraba's aspiration.

"Sister Honey, Sister Shi, Jin Yue, look over here! Let's take a group photo!"

The shouts of media reporters could be heard.

Upon hearing the sound, the three of them turned to the camera in unison.

The instant the shutter is pressed.

Yang Mi naturally turned her body slightly to the side at a 45-degree angle, showcasing her most prized perfect profile and body curves. Her chin was slightly raised, and her smile was charming and confident.

Liu Shishi maintained an upright posture like a green bamboo, with a long neck, a slightly tucked chin, and her classic, detached smile.

Jiang Jinyue, standing in the middle, had the brightest and most relaxed smile, even with a touch of mischievous cunning.

She didn't try to get a better angle; she simply stood firmly in the center, her long red dress like a blooming rose, exuding a warm and powerful aura.

"Snap!"

This "Big Three" group photo, which would later be repeatedly analyzed by the media, hailed as a divine image by fans, and spark countless discussions, was thus born.

After the group photo was taken, Yang Mi and Liu Shishi turned around in perfect unison, as if they had completed an important ritual.

Different groups of people surrounded them, like two galaxies that briefly intersected before heading off to their own orbits, never to interact again.

The banquet continued, with melodious music playing, masking countless whispers and restless thoughts.

Li Yitong held her wine glass, her gaze sweeping over Tan Yan, who was trying to integrate into a producer's circle not far away, and then over the two top female stars who had already formed their own worlds.

A barely perceptible smile, concealing his accomplishment and fame, curled at the corner of his lips.

This "once-in-a-century" collaboration, from its conception and invitation to its perfect presentation, was all part of her plan.

This is not only to promote "My Love from the Star", but also to promote Li Yitong, as the chief strategic advisor of Mohen Capital and a future top influencer.

She silently declared to the entire industry that she now had the ability to stir up trouble.

"CUT! Perfect! Thank you all, teachers!"

The director's voice came through the loudspeaker, instantly breaking the tense theatrical atmosphere on set.

Almost the instant the director finished speaking, her eyes, which had been alluring and constantly searching for the camera, immediately regained their usual languid clarity.

She let out an exaggerated sigh of relief, patted her chest, and complained to Li Yitong in her signature babyish voice.

"Oh, finally it's over! Teacher Tong, your standards for this scene were way too high! My face was practically frozen from laughing so much!"

The tone was affectionate, with a hint of coquetry.

She casually took the thermos from her assistant, gulped down a big mouthful, and her actions were both relaxed and genuine.

Liu Shishi took a small half-step back, fading out of the red light and shadow beside Jiang Jinyue.

The gentle yet aloof smile that belonged to the character on her face quietly disappeared, replaced by a more relaxed and slightly weary indifference.

She didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly to Li Yitong, who was looking at her, her eyes conveying a tacit understanding and approval that "mission accomplished."

She turned and walked to her chair, her posture still elegant, no longer the actress in the drama who needed to maintain perfect poise.

When Li Yitong heard "CUT," she maintained the smile she had shown in the final shot for a full two seconds.

Only after confirming that this line had passed perfectly did I feel as if a huge weight had finally been lifted off my shoulders.

She completely collapsed, losing all composure, and even rolled her eyes in a funny way, sticking out a small section of her pink tongue.

"Oh my god————"

She stepped forward and hugged Yang Mi, muttering softly, and raised her hand to rub her cheeks, which were a little sore from smiling for so long.

"Being a dazzling leading lady is really tiring; even my cheekbones are protesting."

Her self-deprecating words, coupled with her wrinkled face, made her look exceptionally vivid and adorable.

As she stretched her stiff neck, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the sidelines.

There, Shen Mo had arrived at some point and was leaning against a pillar next to the monitor, arms crossed, looking at her with a knowing yet slightly mocking smile.

Clearly, he had witnessed the exciting three-way standoff just now.

Their eyes met across the distance.

Li Yitong seemed to have been caught red-handed, and first subconsciously wrinkled her nose.

Then she couldn't help but give him a smug, crescent-shaped wink.

[Hehe, I got it done!]

Shen Mo received her signal, raised an eyebrow slightly, and the playfulness in his eyes turned into clear appreciation. He nodded gently to her.

However, this brief but tacit interaction did not escape the notice of another pair of eyes.

Behind the prop backdrop not far away, Dilraba, who had just finished her scenes and hadn't yet changed out of her light pink dress, was silently watching everything.

She watched the unspoken understanding between Li Yitong and Shen Mo, watching Li Yitong seamlessly switch between a professional actress and a woman in love.

She clenched her fist, then quickly relaxed it.

Her face didn't show much expression, but a complex emotion flickered deep within her beautiful, exotic eyes.

There is admiration for Li Yitong's acting skills and control, and longing for that warm interaction.

But more than anything, it is a silent determination that becomes even stronger after being stimulated.

The production crew began busily tidying up the set, preparing for the next scene.

The ultra-luxurious, glittering "Vanity Fair" that we just saw is being rapidly dismantled.

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