Zhou Ye, with only his beautiful eyes showing, followed Lin Mo to the backstage of The Voice of China.

Over the past few days, she has listened to Lin Mo's performances many times and knows that he is very talented in singing.

To relieve Lin Mo of unnecessary burdens, Zhou Ye decided to follow him to the filming location of the program.

Few people here know Lin Mo.

No wonder, Lin Mo was just an ordinary salesman before, and he was also quite ordinary-looking.

Many people who look at him assume that Lin Mo has brought his family members, which is why they pay attention to him.

They didn't realize at all that it was Lin Mo's charm that was at play.

"Hello, where do contestants go for blind auditions?"

The staff member who was questioned by Lin Mo glanced at him impatiently, gave him a disdainful smile, and left.

"What kind of attitude is that?"

Before Lin Mo could even get angry, Zhou Ye, who was standing next to him, couldn't hold back anymore.

Her outfit stood out in Jiaxing's summer.

To put it bluntly, this person isn't afraid of heatstroke and has covered himself up so thickly.

The staff member gave Zhou Ye a mocking smile, glanced at him, and then left without lingering.

How could Zhou Ye, who went from being a three-time nominee for Best Supporting Actress to now being a leading lady in ancient costume dramas, tolerate the temper of her staff?

Just as she was about to go up and teach the staff a lesson, she was grabbed by a strong hand.

"Hey bro... what are you doing?"

Zhou Ye, who originally thought that he would burst into endless anger when he opened his mouth, was quite surprised that his tone turned into a sweet and coquettish one.

She looked at the not-so-handsome man in front of her, but he always had a certain charm that made her unable to resist.

"Ono, stop fooling around, or someone will write an article saying you're acting like a diva again."

Lin Mo patted Zhou Ye's head through his hat and said, "You gave a great performance in 'Better Days,' but the bullying image of your character has been remembered by the audience, which is why you have so much negative attention. Can you tone it down a bit?"

Zhou Ye's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she sweetly replied, "Okay."

Only this man worries about her, unlike the people around her.

She didn't put in much effort, and she had to fight for it, yet she still ended up getting a bad reputation.

In the entertainment industry, it's not that whoever speaks the most gets the most resources and the best treatment.

Conversely, if others think you are easy to manipulate, they will keep trying to manipulate you.

Some short-sighted producers and directors would even invite me to their rooms to discuss scripts at night.

If Zhou Ye didn't have a cold expression, he would have been devoured by the treacherous entertainment industry long ago.

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The two entered the venue.

Watching The Voice of China on TV is much more upscale than watching it live.

Many pieces of equipment are being repaired and refurbished, and workers are everywhere carrying out construction and making preparations.

"Hey bro, you seem really curious about this place?"

"Yes, this is my first time on such a popular show."

Zhou Ye's expression, hidden beneath his mask, suggested he wanted to say something but hesitated.

After thinking it over, she finally decided to speak: "Lin Mo, you'd better not trust Zhejiang TV too much. This TV station... is much more complicated than you think."

This was the first time Zhou Ye had called Lin Mo by his name; before, he always referred to him as "good brother" or "good buddy."

It seemed that Zhou Ye knew something, and was speaking like this to seriously remind him.

"Understood, Ono."

With the popular actress in his arms, Lin Mo found the person in charge of The Voice of China.

The person in charge, who had a name tag around his neck, looked somewhat annoyed and said, "Why are you so late? Also, why are there two of you? Which one is the contestant? What's their name?"

"My name is Lin Mo."

Lin Mo answered decisively and did not go on to answer the other questions.

In his view, there was nothing worth answering except to tell the other party his identity.

"Who is this person? Could he be a reporter?"

The staff's persistent questioning aroused Lin Mo's suspicions, and he also recalled what Ono had just said.

Zhou Ye, who was completely wrapped up, whispered to Lin Mo, "Good brother, I'll wait for you outside."

Lin Mo grasped Zhou Ye's delicate, fair hand, as if confirming something, and asked, "Are you alright on your own?"

The girl can understand the man's worries, but for the girl, it is actually others who should be worried about safety.

"Don't worry, my good brother."

Lin Mo smiled upon hearing this and went into the inner room alone.

The staff outside were still looking Zhou Ye up and down, but Zhou Ye glared back at them with fierce eyes.

"If you keep looking around like that, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Zhou Ye was clearly trying to scare the staff, but for some reason, the staff member had a feeling that this person might actually have a way of taking away their job.

He was so frightened that he dared not speak.

Zhou Ye nodded in satisfaction and left.

She didn't leave the backstage area of ​​The Voice of China, but instead went to the room of director Jin Lei.

Ignoring Director Jin Lei's surprised look, she plopped down on the guest sofa in the director's lounge.

"Who are you? Who gave you permission to come in?"

Jin Lei's voice was cold. He didn't remember calling anyone into his office.

Zhou Ye took off his mask and hat and said, "Director Jin Lei, hello, I'm Zhou Ye."

"oh!"

Jin Lei, who was sitting behind his desk, suddenly stood up with a fawning smile on his face.

"So you're Ms. Zhou Ye. It's a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of me."

By the way, if I may ask, what is your relationship with Miss Zhou Xun?

"Why are you asking me what my aunt does?"

Jin Lei's expression became even more sincere, and he said, "Please give my regards to your aunt. If you have some free time, you could consider becoming a mentor on The Voice of China. I guarantee your aunt will receive a satisfactory reward."

"We'll see."

Zhou Ye's expressionless demeanor left the director puzzled as to her purpose in coming.

"Miss Zhou, what's going on?"

Zhou Ye snorted and said, "I just asked one of your staff for directions, and I got a really big eye roll from one of them. You guys are like The Voice..."

Zhou Ye didn't continue, but Jin Lei understood what she meant.

Zhou Ye is still a newcomer in the entertainment industry, but when you consider the resources behind her, it's not that simple.

On the surface, she is just a rising starlet who can barely be considered a post-00s generation.

In reality, anyone who sees her should give some face to the person behind her.

Jin Lei could ignore Zhou Ye, but there was absolutely no need for him to. Zhou Ye was just an employee; it wasn't worth it for him to have any unpleasantness with a popular young actress.

"Tell me his name, or his identification number."

"Li Yi".

Zhou Ye was very observant; even when the staff rolled their eyes at him, he remembered the name on the name tag on the collar.

"Understood."

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