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    Jing Ruo wasn’t foolish. Although she had two older brothers to protect and guide her through this industry, sparing her from many potential dark encounters, she was well aware of the darkness within the industry itself.

    In this circle, who wasn’t a crafty soul amongst the craftiest? Those who weren’t shrewd enough had already be the waves dead upon the beach.

    Over time, Jing Ruo had also developed an Exquisite Heart, speaking to people in their ownnguage as a routine practice and understanding the hidden meanings in others’ words as a basic skill.

    How could she not detect the mockery in Gao Han’s words right now?

    Gao Han obviously didn’t care; his manner of speaking seemed deliberately intended to make her understand his attitude.

    The expression on Jing Ruo’s face paused, and she numbly nodded her head.

    If it had been any other time, Jing Ruo might have endured it, considering he had been her idol for many years and, in fact, she clearly understood where his emotionsy.

    Gao Han was well-regarded both inside and outside the industry; he never indulged in meaningless activities and disliked the messy, rotten affairs within the circle.

    He was someone who, besides acting, wished he could be oblivious to the world beyond, participating in promotions only when necessary, and seldom attending any programs.

    Naturally, these messy, rotten affairs also included bringing funds into a production group.

    There were simply too many digital actors, those who relied on ring emotions during their performances, recited their lines post-production, merely counted steps during action sequences, and reliedpletely on stunt doubles forbat, kisses, or nude scenes.

    Such people, if subjected to a proper audition, which blind director would agree?

    It’s clear that they were brought into the group because they provided funds and usually brought their own poprity…

    Many films’ failures could be traced back to this very issue.

    Jing Ruo understood all of this, so she could fully empathize with Gao Han’s feelings; had it been any other time, she would have let it go.

    Perhaps she would have apologized herself, or made a resolution, expressing her ambitious aspirations.

    “I will definitely study my role well, strive to shoot well, aim not to betray the babble of nonsense…”

    She was no neer to these situations, and such talk came effortlessly to her.

    However, Jing Ruo’s current mood was… not stable enough to face Gao Han’s mockery.

    My brother ended up in such a state, eventually losing vision in one eye, unable to see…

    Do I look like I have the time to discuss bringing funds into a production right now?

    This was theplete reflection of Jing Ruo’s inner thoughts at the moment.

    Having heard Gao Han’s words, she numbly nodded, “Yes. How so?”

    Jing Ruo’s tone, seemingly colder than his, took Gao Han by surprise.

    Jing Ruo retorted, “Is being your fan a crime?”

    Gao Han chuckled softly, his voice now devoid of the earlier mockery and instead carrying a hint of sincerity, as though he genuinely found her quite interesting, “It’s no wonder you have the courage to bring funds into a production group; what a temper you have…”

    Jing Ruo’s emotions red, and she didn’t feel like indulging him anymore. Arching an eyebrow, she said, “What? Is this the first day you’ve realized that your fans have bad tempers?”

    Gao Han’s fans were notorious for their bad tempers, hence despite his name being Gao Han, his fans were called “Little Volcanos.”

    With Jing Ruo’s eyes that resembled peaches, barely able to stay open, she still made an effort to keep them wide and stared at him, “If you don’t want someone to bring in investment to the group, my brother-inw is right there. With his temperament, all you have to do is go in and say the word, and withdrawing the investment is just a matter of speaking it.”

    Gao Han looked at her with an ambiguous smile. He had certainly heard the name Bo Jingruo before—there were plenty of messy things in the circle. Although he disliked it, he couldn’t escape the influence of therger environment. Any agent or assistant who was even slightly gossipy always let these pieces of news drift into his ears.

    So he knew Bo Jingruo had had a smooth sailing career since her debut, free of tainting scandals. It seemed like there was someone behind her, not the kind of backing thates from being kept, but that of a good family background.

    Indeed, there was solid backing. In Beijing, the Song family and Sufeng stood behind her, while in Feng City, Boss supported her.

    However, as she struggled to keep her swollen, peach-like eyes open, disying a feisty yet tender look, it was indeed somewhat amusing.

    Gao Han’s lips curved slightly, but he made no sound, just gazing at her quietly.

    His gaze was powerful—that was a well-known fact.

    Jing Ruo was very aware of this, and the frustration that had been lodged in her throat seemed to dissipate almostpletely with the recent exchange of spicy words.

    She could only say that she was truly regretting it now and felt very intimidated—thus her speech took a detour, “Since the money isn’t enough, why don’t we both make apromise?”

    Gao Han looked at her, raising an eyebrow and asking, “Hmm, how do you propose wepromise?”

    Hearing Gao Han’s voice up close, the perfect granrity in his tone was utterly ear-catching. Jing Ruo lost her temper even more, and her voice softened.

    “I, initially…initially, President Song wanted the Movie Emperor to co-star with me, but I’m not so presumptuous. So, I just want to y a main role in the movie. My acting is decent… not ruinous. After all, I know all too well about your fans’ temperament. If it gets ruined because of me, I won’t be able to continue in this industry.”

    “Since you say your acting is decent,” Gao Han’s lips faintly curved, e for the audition next week and we’ll see.”

    After he finished speaking, he reached out, pulled open the car door, and sat down.

    When Jing Ruo returned to the hospital room, Su Lu was justing out, “I thought you were sending him off and ended up running away with him.”

    Su Lu’s face wore a teasing smile, knowing very well that Jing Ruo had been a fan of Gao Han for many years.

    Then he saw Jing Ruo lifting her face, pouting with a very aggrieved expression.

    Su Lu was startled, “Huh? What’s going on here? How did you end up feeling aggrieved while sending off an idol?”

    “I’m done for, sister-inw, sob sob…” Jing Ruo hugged Su Lu, sobbing dramatically, “I actually spoke to him so rudely. He asked me to attend an audition… I’m definitely going to get rejected. This is like offending the interviewer before the interview—who’d stand a chance of being selected?”

    Although Su Lu was a bit confused, she picked up on Jing Ruo’s implication from her words.

    “Is this guy manipting you?” Su Lu frowned.

    “Huh?” Jing Ruo was bewildered.

    Su Lu gently tapped her head, “Your brother-inw invested money for you to join the group directly for filming, not to buy an audition opportunity. This guy is pretty sly, huh? What does ‘making apromise’ mean? He just wants your brother-inw to invest so much money just for an audition?”

    Su Lu put her arm around Jing Ruo’s shoulder, speaking earnestly, “Later when you go in, don’t cry out loud, you know Xiao Song’s temper. Of course, if you’re not nning on fangirling over this handsome guy anymore, it’s just a matter of saying it. But as you might have seen, Song Boyuan is extremely protective.”