Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

And at that time...

A notification from an authoritative account of a relevant national department suddenly appeared at the top of the homepages of major social media platforms without warning.

This is a formal official announcement in blue with white text.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries or preambles, the main text is extremely concise, consisting of only a single, explicitly stated sentence.

[Chinese entertainment industry celebrities are prohibited from arranging fights with others]

When netizens scrolling through their phones inadvertently saw this announcement bearing the official certification mark of a national level, the underlying servers of the entire Internet seemed to experience a slight tremor.

After a brief silence, a violent uproar erupted, comparable to a volcanic eruption.

The comment sections of major social media platforms, mainstream forums, and short video apps were instantly and completely overwhelmed by the massive influx of people.

Those netizens who were initially laughing at Jiaxing Entertainment's regulations are now looking at this official announcement, whose wording is so familiar it's ingrained in their bones, and then switching back to the previous page to look at the internal announcement that Jiaxing had just released.

The core content of the two is strikingly similar.

Faced with this unprecedented spectacle, the sound of netizens typing on their keyboards converged into a storm that swept across the entire internet.

"Holy crap, this national-level ban, could it also be because of Li Mo'an?"

"It's probably true!"

"Besides Li Heiquan, which other artist in the Chinese entertainment industry has this kind of 'honor,' forcing the national government to introduce special preventative regulations?"

"No, what exactly did that kid Li Heiquan do? I'm really curious."

"This kid is amazing!"

These comments, filled with exclamation marks, were pushed to the most prominent position with over 100,000 likes, and their popularity skyrocketed.

The entire internet was in an uproar, with countless discussion posts emerging about where the celebrity had gone and what huge trouble he had gotten into.

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But outside the spotlight of this online uproar.

Inside a heavily guarded official office building, the atmosphere was unusually solemn and dignified.

Bright lights shone on the tiles in the corridor.

Xiao Yueyue, the cameraman for the program "The Light of the Right Path," is sitting properly in a leather chair in a spacious reception room.

He was holding a black storage box tightly in both hands.

His fingers were trembling slightly, but he held the box steadily.

He felt as if he was holding not an ordinary electronic device, but a weighty, top-secret historical file.

Recalling his bizarre experiences in that lawless land over the past few days, Yue Yunpeng still feels like he's in a magical dream from which he can never wake up.

He followed the calm-faced young man, crossing boundaries unimaginable to ordinary people, and witnessed firsthand a grand storm that overturned a powerful local force.

He even experienced the comical panic of having a scraped thigh but mistakenly believing he had been shot and killed.

Now, all the turmoil has subsided.

He returned to China alive, bringing back the most impactful on-site footage that other photographers in the industry wouldn't even dare to dream of, intact.

With the sound of the doorknob turning, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

A staff member in a crisp uniform walked in with steady steps.

Xiao Yueyue quickly stood up from his chair and solemnly handed over the explosion-proof storage box.

This material will soon become the most crucial video evidence to prove those astonishing feats.

The moment the handover was completed, Yue Yunpeng's face turned bright red, and the excitement he had been suppressing finally burst forth.

His chubby face was filled with anticipation, even with a hint of disbelief that a long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled.

"lead."

With a trembling voice, Yue Yunpeng cautiously confirmed with the other party, "Can the footage I took really be featured on 'Today's Talk'?"

"That's CCTV's most authoritative legal program. If my footage could be broadcast on it, my life would be worthwhile. I'd definitely dedicate a page to it in my family's genealogy back home." This thought crossed his mind.

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"Of course it's true."

"I can only answer Yang Mi, the boss," Yang replied helplessly.

At this moment, in Yang Mi's office at Jiaxing Entertainment, Li Mo'an was called back. His aunt had just told him that she would be arranging for him to join a film crew. Hearing this news, he looked at his aunt Yang Mi with great surprise and delight.

To make sure he hadn't misheard, he couldn't help but double-check. Now, hearing Yang Mi's confirmation, he was so happy that he couldn't even maintain his signature "calm" expression.

After receiving this solid promise.

Li Mo'an was so happy that he could no longer maintain his signature "calm" expression.

His lips curled up in a wide smile, his eyes were filled with ecstasy, and his thoughts surged violently like a floodgate being opened.

To know.

In my past life, I was an unknown trainee struggling at the very bottom of the entertainment industry, without even a name.

In order to have even a slight chance to appear on camera, he endured hardships that most people could not imagine.

Every morning before dawn, they would go to the entrances of various film crews in Hengdian to wait, just to snag a spot as an extra playing a corpse or a passerby.

In those stuffy, poorly ventilated photography studios, people stood for an entire day, wearing heavy, sweat-smelling ancient armor.

Because of his immature acting skills and lack of connections, he had to endure the scolding from the production assistants and even had to put on countless smiles just to get an extra low-quality boxed lunch.

After struggling for several years, there was still no sign of him becoming popular.

He could only run around to film sets day after day, working as an extra who was at everyone's beck and call.

What's most heartbreaking and frustrating is that he finally managed to get a supporting role with two lines and the need to be suspended by wires.

However, during a series of explosions caused by a serious mistake by the props team, he was blown into the sky before he could even say his last words.

With endless regrets and a longing for the stage, he hastily ended his bitter life.

And now?

I've only been in the entertainment industry for a short time, having just become a signed artist with Jiaxing Entertainment.

They're actually going to start acting in a proper production right away!

This surprise came so suddenly.

Li Mo'an stood there, completely immersed in her wonderful fantasies about her future acting career.

He had even begun to seriously consider in his mind how to delve into the characters' inner motivations after receiving the script, and what techniques he should use to memorize long passages of dialogue perfectly.

He felt that he was finally going to shine in front of the camera that truly belonged to him, and realize the dream that he had failed to achieve in his previous life.

At this time.

Sitting behind her desk, Yang Mi picked up the steaming cup of coffee in front of her and took a small sip of the fragrant liquid.

Seeing her nephew's overjoyed expression, almost floating on air, a deeper meaning flashed in her eyes.

Actually, she had her own plans when she arranged for Li Mo'an to join the cast.

Because she felt that only in this way could she curb Li Mo'an's evil tendencies to some extent. Specifically...