After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

Xu Xing made the decision on the spot, and the matter was settled.

"Take the script back first, practice your lines tonight, and go straight to the set to rehearse with them tomorrow morning," Xu Xing ordered without any politeness, waving his hand.

He always treats actors with real talent this way; it shows he considers them one of his own.

"Don't worry, Director Xu." Lin Zhixing took the script, his expression unchanged.

This is a rare opportunity for him. If he can take advantage of this opportunity to ride the wave of the big-budget production "The Flames of War," it will be a huge boost to his future.

After the audition, Ye Lan didn't stay on set for long and took Lin Zhixing directly into the black van.

"Back to Yushui Bay," Ye Lan instructed the driver in front.

Inside the carriage, privacy partitions were raised.

Sister Hong stared at Lin Zhixing with curiosity, as if she were seeing him for the first time. Lin Zhixing's performance today had completely overturned her understanding of him.

Ye Lan took off her sunglasses, leaned back in the large leather seat, turned her head to look at Lin Zhixing, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

"Lin Zhixing, how many things are you still hiding from me? That incredibly realistic micro-expression isn't something a talent show contestant could have. Did you secretly enroll in acting classes?"

Lin Zhixing casually made up a lie: "Back when I was in a boy band, I practiced facial muscle control in front of the mirror for a while in order to get more screen time. Practice makes perfect, I guess."

Ye Lan chuckled softly and didn't press further, but the interest in her eyes only deepened.

"Anyway, you've done me a huge favor today, and you've also done Lao Xu a huge favor. Play this role well, and if this show becomes a hit, you'll be paving the way for your career in the film and television industry."

Half an hour later, the black van slowly drove into Yushuiwan, a famous affluent area in Beijing.

The car came to a smooth stop in the underground parking garage.

"Zhixing, could you get those documents from the trunk for me?" Sister Hong said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Okay."

As soon as Lin Zhixing opened the car door, he heard a cry of pain from the other side.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked around the car.

Ye Lan was holding onto the car door with one hand, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, and her originally fair face was now slightly pale.

Her right foot barely touched the ground; one of her black stilettos had already fallen off and was lying beside her, the heel broken.

"What's wrong, Lanlan?!" Upon seeing this, Sister Hong rushed over in fright and grabbed Ye Lan's arm.

"The underground parking lot is a bit dark. I wasn't paying attention to my footing when I got out of the car... I think I twisted my ankle." Ye Lan bit her lower lip, a fine layer of cold sweat seeping from her forehead. She was in a lot of pain.

"Oh my god! Your ankle is starting to swell!" Sister Hong looked down and stomped her feet in alarm.

While struggling to support Ye Lan's weight, she turned and called out, "Zhixing, quick! Help me get Lanlan up!"

Lin Zhixing didn't waste any words.

He strode forward, reached out, and used his strong arm to firmly support Ye Lan's other shoulder and waist.

As soon as you get close, a very faint yet extremely pleasant fragrance enters your nostrils.

Because she couldn't put weight on her right foot, Ye Lan leaned most of her body weight on Lin Zhixing.

Through the thin fabric, Lin Zhixing could clearly feel the amazing softness and warmth coming from his arm.

However, Lin Zhixing kept his eyes straight ahead and cooperated with Sister Hong to half-support and half-carry Ye Lan into the private elevator.

......

Royal Bay, a large-scale luxury apartment building.

After carefully settling Ye Lan on the sofa, Sister Hong quickly ran to the refrigerator to find ice cubes and took out her phone to call her private doctor.

"Yes, Dr. Liu, I sprained my ankle, it's serious. Could you please come over as soon as possible?... What? There's a multi-vehicle collision on the overpass, it's completely blocked? It'll take more than an hour to get there by detour? This...!"

Hongjie hung up the phone and looked anxiously at Ye Lan, who was gasping for breath in pain on the sofa. She was extremely worried.

I just applied ice.

Just then, Sister Hong's phone rang again.

She glanced at the caller ID, her expression immediately changed, and after answering the call for a few minutes, her brows furrowed even more deeply.

It's like when it rains, it pours!

"Something happened at the studio?" Ye Lan asked, forcing herself to stay alert despite the pain.

Sister Hong covered the microphone and lowered her voice, saying, "Zhang Yu's arrest has triggered a chain reaction. There are marketing accounts online stirring up trouble, saying that our crew has bad feng shui, and even spreading rumors that someone in our crew is covering for us. The public relations department can't keep up, and they need me to go back immediately to take charge."

"Then you should go and deal with it quickly. Don't let the public opinion get out of hand. This movie absolutely cannot be tainted before its release," Ye Lan said decisively.

"But your foot... Dr. Liu won't be here for another hour. How can you bear this?" Sister Hong looked at Ye Lan's swollen ankle with heartache.

"Sister Hong, you can go ahead and get busy."

Lin Zhixing, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly stepped forward.

He took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and said confidently, "I can take care of Sister Lan. To be honest, I studied traditional Chinese medicine massage and bone setting with an old Chinese medicine doctor for a while, so I'm quite good at treating these kinds of acute sprains. I'll treat her and make sure she can get out of bed tomorrow. If not, I'll take Sister Lan to the hospital."

Hongjie and Ye Lan were both stunned for a moment.

Ye Lan glanced at Lin Zhixing, then at Sister Hong.

"Go ahead, just leave Lin Zhixing here."

Sister Hong glanced at Lin Zhixing, then at Ye Lan's feet, and gritted her teeth, "Alright! Zhixing, then Lanlan is in your care! I'll be right back after I'm done! Before Dr. Liu arrives, please apply ice to her feet."

After saying that, Sister Hong hurriedly left the house.

In the large living room, only Lin Zhixing and Ye Lan remained.

"You...really know massage?"

Ye Lan leaned back on the sofa cushions, somewhat skeptical of Lin Zhixing's earlier statement. It was hard to imagine that someone like Lin Zhixing, who could sing and act, would also know traditional Chinese medicine massage techniques.

This crossover is a bit too far-fetched, huh?

"I know a tiny bit." Lin Zhixing smiled.

He wasn't lying.

The [Master-Level Traditional Chinese Medicine Massage] is freshly extracted from the purple blind box and is still warm!

"Sister Lan, my apologies."

Lin Zhi walked to the sofa and knelt down on one knee.

Ye Lan subconsciously tried to pull her foot back, but Lin Zhixing's warm, large hand gently grasped her ankle.

"Don't move, let me check if any bones are broken." Lin Zhixing's voice was deep and magnetic.

Ye Lan's body stiffened slightly, and a barely perceptible blush rose on her fair cheeks.

This was the first time a young man had held her foot so intimately in private.

Lin Zhixing's palms were broad and warm, dispelling the chill from the ice pack.

Lin Zhixing felt as if he were touching a piece of fine silk, soft, smooth, and gentle to the touch.

At the same time, Lin Zhixing's gaze inevitably fell on Ye Lan's feet.

It must be said that these are absolutely the perfect pair of feet that can satisfy the ultimate fantasy of any "foot fetishist".

Her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, gleaming with an alluring luster under the warm yellow light of the living room.

Her toes were delicate and dainty, with her nails neatly trimmed and clean, without any fancy nail polish, yet they exuded a natural pinkish hue.

Following the perfect arch of the foot upwards, there are slender and well-proportioned ankles, and straight and long calves hidden under the bodycon skirt.

However, at this moment, obvious redness and swelling appeared on the originally perfect right ankle, ruining the beauty.

Lin Zhixing took a deep breath, dispelling the chaotic and erotic thoughts in his mind, and quickly mobilized the knowledge of meridians and power exertion techniques in his mind.

"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."

Lin Zhixing pressed his thumbs on the Taixi and Kunlun acupoints on his ankles, slowly applying pressure, and began to rub his palms rhythmically.

"hiss--"

Upon contact, Ye Lan gasped, her ten slender toes instantly curling up, while she gripped the cushions on the sofa tightly with both hands.

"pain?"

"A little..." Ye Lan bit her lower lip tightly, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Bear with it. If you don't massage away the bruising quickly after this kind of acute sprain, your foot will be swollen like a bun tomorrow, and you won't be able to walk." Lin Zhixing looked up at her, but the strength in his hand slowly changed.

He used the warmth of his hands to gradually penetrate Ye Lan's skin through his palms.

The fingertips performed extremely subtle plucking and kneading on several key acupoints, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Something amazing happened.

Just five minutes later, the intense pain that Ye Lan had anticipated did not occur.

Instead, there was an indescribable tingling sensation.

It felt like a warm current flowing from Lin Zhixing's fingertips, seeping into her bones and gradually easing the pain.

"It's hot... such a strange feeling..." Ye Lan murmured softly.

"I'm using the heel of my palm to help improve your blood circulation and remove blood stasis, so it's normal to feel hot." Lin Zhixing's forehead was also covered in fine sweat. This level of massage may seem easy, but it is actually extremely physically demanding.

He moved along Ye Lan's ankle and gradually expanded the massage area to her taut calves.

Soft, smooth, and bouncy.

At the same time, the slightly rough fingertips glide across the delicate skin, bringing a series of electric shock-like shivers.

Ye Lan closed her eyes, feeling all the muscles in her body slowly relax.

The fatigue accumulated from daily work, the pressure of filming, and the pain in his ankles all vanished under Lin Zhixing's seemingly magical hands.

The sensation of sourness, swelling, numbness, and itchiness surged through her rational defenses like a tidal wave.

"Um......"

Finally, unable to hold back, a soft hum, thick with nasal tone, escaped from Ye Lan's red lips.

The moment the words left her mouth, Ye Lan's face slowly turned red!

Lin Zhixing's hand also suddenly stopped, as if he had been scratched hard by a feather, and a surge of evil fire rose within him.

But he maintained a calm facade, pretending not to hear anything, and asked seriously, "Sister Lan, was I too forceful? Did I hurt you?"

"N-nothing..." Ye Lan turned her head away, clutching the cushion next to her tightly. "You...you can be gentle with me."

"Okay, I'm going to press deeper now to completely straighten out the meridians. It might be a little sore, so tell me to stop if you can't stand it."

Lin Zhixing's fingers followed the Achilles tendon, probing deeper into the acupoints, and his thumb suddenly exerted force.

Ye Lan's body tensed up suddenly; this feeling was too strange!

"Just bear with it, it'll be over soon, you'll feel better quickly."

"No... I can't take it anymore... Zhixing, stop... wait a minute... wait a minute... I can't take it anymore... stop..."

This damn massage!

Ye Lan hugged the pillow, fine beads of sweat dampening the stray hairs at her temples, which clung to her flushed cheeks. Combined with her beautiful, watery eyes, she was simply irresistibly alluring.

She swore she had never lost her composure in front of a man in her entire life.

But the way he massaged it...it felt so good.

Time slipped away unnoticed in this beautiful yet slightly awkward tug-of-war.

I massaged and kneaded for a full hour.

"Phew, all done."

Lin Zhixing let out a long breath, straightened his slightly aching back, and pulled out a tissue from the coffee table to wipe the sweat from his forehead. This past hour had not only been physically demanding, but also a test of his composure!

Seriously, he really was just giving a massage! I swear to God!

Ye Lan collapsed onto the sofa as if she had been granted a pardon.

After Lin Zhixing's hand left, she felt a void in her ankle, and a sense of loss washed over her.

She was breathing heavily, as if she had just finished a vigorous aerobic exercise.

"Sister Ye, try walking a few steps," Lin Zhixing said, pointing to her feet.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lan looked down, her beautiful eyes widening instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

My ankle, which used to hurt even to the touch, has completely gone down in swelling!

Apart from a slight redness left from excessive rubbing, it looks exactly the same as before the injury!

She tentatively placed her foot on the wool carpet, applying a little pressure.

It doesn't hurt anymore?!

It really doesn't hurt at all anymore! Even that faint soreness has completely disappeared!

"Lin Zhixing, your skills are amazing!"

Ye Lan stood up in surprise and took two steps in place.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she looked at Lin Zhixing.

How many more surprises is this man hiding?

"It's a family heirloom skill, just a way to make a living. It hurt a bit at first, but it's very effective," Lin Zhixing said with a modest smile.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Ye Lan.

Because of the massage, the neckline of her already loose knitwear slipped down, revealing a large expanse of dazzling white skin and a deep cleavage.

Yes, my sister Lan has the figure of a big D.

Lin Zhixing quickly looked away and coughed lightly, "Since everything's alright, then Sister Lan, you should get some rest. You have filming tomorrow, so I'll be going now."

"Um... Be careful on the road. Thank you for today." Ye Lan also noticed that she had exposed herself and quickly pulled up her collar, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

"Of course."

"Click".

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Sister Hong and a somewhat plump female doctor hurriedly walked in.

"Lanlan, I'm back! Dr. Liu is here too!"

Before she could finish speaking, Sister Hong spotted Ye Lan standing in the center of the living room and her eyes widened in surprise.

"My God! How did you get up?! Lin Zhixing, is this how you take care of Lanlan? Don't you know you can't put weight on a sprained ankle?!" Sister Hong said angrily.

"It's alright, Sister Hong, my foot is all better now," Ye Lan said with a slight smile, even lifting her foot and turning it around.

"Huh?" Sister Hong walked forward quickly, her face full of suspicion.

The female doctor quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and carefully examined Ye Lan's ankle.

"Huh? The redness and swelling have completely subsided, and the bones and tendons are back in place, without any problems." Dr. Liu stood up, looking at Lin Zhixing in surprise. "That's amazing, young man. Your bone-setting massage technique is quite professional. Which hospital do you work at?"

"Huh? I'm not from the hospital. I'm a singer, um... and now I work part-time as an actor," Lin Zhixing answered truthfully.

"Huh? From the entertainment industry?"

Holy crap, Dr. Liu almost fainted. A singer who can do bone setting and massage is better than her, a chief physician with many years of medical experience.

"This technique is amazing, even surpassing the skills of the veteran TCM doctors in our department." Dr. Liu, with her family's medical background, could tell at a glance that this technique was definitely not simple.

"Hey, I just practice randomly," Lin Zhixing said modestly, a little embarrassed.

Sister Hong was completely speechless.

You're a champion at singing, you can nail an act in one take, and now you're even this amazing at traditional Chinese massage?!

What kind of all-around freak are you?

"Sister Lan, Sister Hong, I'll be leaving now." Lin Zhixing waved and turned to leave.

"Okay, be careful on the road," Ye Lan said.

"Thank you, Lin Zhixing." Sister Hong waved to him.

......

After leaving Yushui Bay and returning home.

Lin Zhixing took out his phone and dialed the number of Zhou Liren, the CEO of Tianyue Entertainment.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey, Zhixing, what's up calling so late?" Zhou Liren's voice was friendly.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry to bother you so late." Lin Zhixing got straight to the point. "It's like this, I've taken on a role in a film called 'The Flames of War in Chaotic Times,' and I have a rather important supporting male role. I might need to take some time off for about three weeks to spend on reshoots with the crew."

Zhou Li on the other end of the phone was stunned.

"War and Flames in a Chaotic World"?

That's a top-tier production directed by Xu Jinglei and with an investment of hundreds of millions! Countless leading actors in the industry would fight tooth and nail for it, and some wouldn't even get a role with lines for free!

This kid just won a singing competition, and now he's already making a name for himself in the film industry?!

Wasn't it singing? How did it turn into acting?

You've jumped into a whole new field way too fast!

Zhou Liren snapped out of his daze and burst into hearty laughter: "Hahaha! I thought it was something serious. It's great that you're going to act! 'Warring States' is a big production. Getting a role will greatly help boost your future status! This is something the company desperately wants!"

Zhou Liren paused for a moment, then said, "The vacation is no problem. If three weeks isn't enough, we'll approve a month! You're the boss of the studio now, so you can manage your own schedule. The company will fully support your publicity efforts. Just focus on filming on set, and Tianyue will take care of everything else!"

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Zhou."

hang up the phone.

[Ding! The effect of the Purple Luck Card (24 hours) has ended.]

Lin Zhixing lay in bed, reading the script while recalling the day's incredible experience.

He stepped in to save the day, gave the diva a massage, and even getting leave was incredibly easy.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Lucky Card, awesome!"