The Road to Superstardom: Starting as a Singer

Inside the apartment.

Huang Weijie was stunned by the scene before him as soon as he opened the door.

Only a few ambient lights were on in the living room, creating a dim and ambiguous lighting environment.

Christine stood in the softest light, clearly dressed up carefully.

She wore a black, tight-fitting strapless top that barely covered her slender chest, revealing a large expanse of fair shoulders, collarbone, and a slim waist.

Her lower body was covered by a super short skirt that was almost decorative, outlining her shapely hips. Her incredibly long legs were completely exposed to the air, straight and slender, shining white in the soft light.

Her long, dark brown hair was slightly wavy and draped over her shoulders. She wore makeup that was a little heavier than usual, and her gray-green eyes looked like a cat's under the light, with an undisguised allure and provocation.

Huang Weijie subconsciously licked his dry lips; it was truly a headache.

I just finished putting on a great show on stage and haven't had a chance to rest yet, and now I have to sell my body again!

Sigh, the entertainment industry is really tough...

"Christine, what's wrong with you...?"

Christine approached him with cat-like steps, stopping very close, looking up at him, her breath sweet as orchids: "Jace, am I handsome?"

Huang Weijie gently cupped her face in his hands, his fingertips able to feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin.

Meeting her misty eyes, he said sincerely, "Of course! You're absolutely gorgeous, Christine."

This is the truth.

Kristen Stewart has exquisite and three-dimensional features, with excellent bone structure and skin. She has been beautiful since childhood, and it is no exaggeration to describe her as "exquisite"!

"Then what are you waiting for?" Christine's eyes burned even hotter as her fingers climbed up his chest.

"What?" Huang Weijie pretended to be stupid.

Christine rolled her eyes dramatically, said no more nonsense, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately and eagerly.

Huang Weijie was blocked by her, and his original idea of ​​coming back to discuss the upcoming schedule was instantly forgotten.

Men are meant to fight!

Under the bedroom light.

……

After a long while, the battle temporarily ceased after a heavy panting.

After leaving the battlefield and cleaning up briefly, Huang Weijie lay back on the bed and embraced Christine.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying the tranquility and tenderness that followed the surge of hormones.

After a while, Huang Weijie finally spoke: "Starting tomorrow, I'll be very busy."

"Hmm..." Christine in her arms hummed weakly.

"The album needs finalizing, and I'll be overseeing the post-production. Madeline even hired an acting coach for me; starting the day after tomorrow, I'll have three hours of acting lessons every morning. After that, I'll be shooting music videos and preparing for movie auditions..."

Huang Weijie counted, "I probably won't have much time to come back."

"A performance teacher?"

Hearing this, Christine, who had been nestled against his chest, managed to lift her head, her face still flushed with surprise. "You're going to study acting now?"

"Yeah," Huang Weijie smiled, twirling a strand of her hair with his fingers, "I've been approached by two movie scripts. One's already cast as a supporting role, and the other I still need to audition for. What do you think? Didn't expect that, did you? I'm about to step into your field."

Christine doesn't find it strange for singers to act in movies; there are many people in this industry who cross over into other fields.

She was simply surprised by how quickly Huang Weijie acted, daring to fight on multiple fronts before she had even established herself firmly in the situation.

"Darling, as a 'senior' who entered the industry many years before you, I feel it's necessary to remind you that film and music are completely different fields."

Hollywood is realistic and cruel! If your first starring film doesn't do well at the box office or with the audience, it will be much more difficult to get good roles later on.

They'll be even more demanding of you, especially since you have a primary career in music and are seen as an "overlapping" artist. Have you really thought this through?

Hearing the sincere concern in her words, Huang Weijie felt a warmth in his heart and smiled as he pinched her still-burning cheek: "Thank you, darling. I'll be careful, but the one I've confirmed for now is a supporting role, not a big part, mainly for learning and experience. As for the one I auditioned for, it's still uncertain whether it will go through."

He changed the subject, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "If you're worried about me, why don't you... give me some private lessons now and teach me how to act?"

Christine was speechless: "Now? Forget it, I don't even have the strength left, how can I teach you?"

"You can still talk, right? You can teach me with your mouth."

"If I only talk the talk but don't walk the walk..."

Christine instinctively retorted, but halfway through her sentence, she saw the familiar smirk on Huang Weijie's lips and immediately understood. Enraged, she snapped, "Fuck you! Jace! Can't you be serious for once?! I'm talking to you about serious matters!"

"Oh, darling, in our current situation, doing this kind of thing is the right thing to do."

"No! Don't even think about it! I won't do what you want!"

"Hmm... okay." Huang Weijie smiled calmly.

"By the way, there's something that's bothering me. The music video for my album hasn't even started filming yet, right? Sigh, Madeline has been urging me to decide on the female lead these past few days. Could you help me with some casting suggestions?"

"..."

Christine was somewhat tempted.

After watching tonight's performance, she knew without a second thought that Huang Weijie's album would definitely see a surge in attention, and the music video's exposure would be phenomenal.

If I could participate in the filming of another music video…

"I'll be there to support you at the premiere of the Twilight movie."

Christine's eyes lit up instantly.

Given Huang Weijie's current popularity, if he were to appear on the red carpet at his own movie premiere, it would generate tremendous buzz and attention!

"real?!"

"You think it's fake?" Huang Weijie teased with a slight smile.

Attending the premiere of the Twilight movie would definitely be more beneficial than harmful for him.

The film cost $3700 million to make, but grossed $3570 million on its opening day!

The production costs were almost recouped on the first day of release.

With such high box office numbers, all you have to do is stand up and shout, and you'll be associated with the opening day's box office of over 30 million US dollars!

This is a deal you should buy without hesitation!

Some people might ask, "What does it matter to you if you're just there to reserve a spot? What does the high box office of a movie have to do with you?"

Tsk tsk...

As for Huang Weijie, he was not involved in the film from beginning to end, so it seems like it had nothing to do with him.

But there is a movie-going audience!

The success of the movie "Twilight" can be largely attributed to the support of young female audiences.

According to statistics, women accounted for 75% of the audience during the film's opening weekend, and more than half of the audience were under the age of 25.

Coincidentally, the vast majority of Huang Weijie's fans are now women, and most of them are under 25 years old!

What a coincidence!

When the data comes out, even if he explains that the first day's box office has nothing to do with him, people will still have second thoughts.

What Huang Weijie wanted was this "thinking more".

"NONONO!"

Christine's weak body seemed to be instantly invigorated. She immediately leaned in and kissed Huang Weijie, her voice sweeter: "Darling, you're so good to me~"

"Of course, I love you~ Do you love me, Christine?"

"YES!! Absolutely! Darling."

"Shouldn't you do something about it?"

Christine's smile froze for a moment, then she raised her hand and punched his shoulder in frustration, muttering "Fuck you."

Then, reluctantly and quietly, he lowered his head...