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<b>Showbiz* Sexy Queen (III)</b>
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Aunt Wen saw Mei Mu Lan’s instantly happy and smiling look and silently looked down and poked the cake in her hand.
She said in a slow tone,
“Mu Lan, do you really like that movie star called Ling Yi Yao that much? Auntie Wen used to think that you were still young and is just a momentary obsession, but now that you have graduated from university and are going into society, you should know that she and you are not from the same world.
Aunt Wen has privately investigated, this Ling Yi Yao is actually the daughter of the boss of the giant Ling family in the entertainment industry, and is also the only proper heir of the Ling family, the background of the Ling family is not clean, such a woman is too far away from you.”
When Mei Mu Lan heard this, the smile on her face dimmed and she whispered,
“I know all this, but I don’t want to regret later that I didn’t pursue it hard enough and just give up, at least let me give it a try, no matter if it’s a good result or a bad one, at least I have no regrets.
Auntie Wen, thank you, you have been looking after me all these years, I promise you that if there is really no hope, I will let go completely.”
Mei Mu Lan said, curled her lips into a smile and murmured,
“Let me at least give it a try, I want to visit her and give showbiz a try.”
Aunt Wen slowed down the pace of poking the cake in her hand, she placed it on the coffee table, then drew out a tissue and looked down to wipe her white fingers, a few dark glints flashed in her eyes.
After she had done this slowly and methodically, she said to Mei Mu Lan in a gentle tone,
“Now that you’ve made your decision, Auntie Wen will definitely give you a hand. I’ll call director Wang Ye later and check the time to meet him, so you can have a good talk when you meet. You can find out about the film called 《The Burial Man》online first so you can give the director a good impression.”
Mei Mu Lan smiled brightly in spring as she nodded vigorously and said,
“I’ll go check out the plot and characters of the film, thank you Auntie Wen.”
She stood up and gave Aunt Wen a hug before immediately striding off towards the bedroom.
Aunt Wen stiffened in place and said helplessly,
“Why can’t they behave better, both of them?”
With that, she pulled out a cigarette and slowly stammered the smoke ring, dialing the director’s number.
After turning on her computer, Mei Mu Lan remembered that she had to do something, she logged on to Weibo and Twitter, and a username called “Zero One Fan” appeared.
“Zero One Fan” is an alias for Ling Yi Yao’s fans, and the origin of this alias is also related to the original owner.
The original owner created the first posting forum and micro-blog for Ling Yi Yao’s fans. Before Ling Yi Yao’s movie was a hit and before Ling Yi Yao became a movie queen, Mei Mu Lan had already become her backbone fan, making the posting forum and micro-blog a success, attracting a large number of people who initially fell in love with Ling Yi Yao, and by the time Ling Yi Yao became famous, the posting forum and micro-blog had been officially certified and became the only authentic fan communication platform.
The original owner was the founder and senior administrator of Zero One Fans.
The original owner’s daily task, apart from singing and practicing a Peking Opera passage, was to log on to the two platforms every day and post the latest information she had gathered about Ling Yi Yao on the website, or to put out a large piece of factual evidence to those who came to scold her, so that they would leave without any success.
The original owner was a calm and sensible fan most of the time. When confronted with a black fan, she will be generous enough to listen to the suggestions; but when in secret, she will put on a small vest to track down the black fan and call the black fan names that she doesn’t even know.
Her username “Zero One Fan” has also become the most famous of Ling Yi Yao’s fans.
Mei Mu Lan looked at the record of the original owner’s speech with a black line on her face, the big username “Zero One Fan” spoke more ably. Like:
Confronting black fans – “The new era advocates people’s freedom of speech, you have the right to choose to speak, we also have the right to choose to block you, I hope you will be a calm fan and become a strong backer of Ling Yi Yao.”
Confronting a scandal – “About Ling Yi Yao having dinner with other male celebrities, I think this matter is very common in daily life, don’t you guys have dinner with the opposite sex? I hope everyone understands and doesn’t catch wind of it.”
Confronting plastic surgery – “For those who say Ling Yi Yao is a face-lifter, you can look at photos of Ling Yi Yao when she started out and photos of her life as a child, and then go to a plastic surgery clinic to see if Ling Yi Yao’s face has shown any signs of change.”
The countless small vests, similar to “Ling Yi Yao I love you”, “Kneel down to Ling Yi Yao”, “Lord Ling Yi Yao I want to have babies with you”, etc., with more direct usernames, will have an impact on the The above questions, so back to:
Confronting black fans – “Your head is half water, half rice, and together, it’s called paste; your IQ is not online, please come back after networking; it feels like talking to you is pulling down my evolutionary time history.”
Confronting a scandal – “凸(艹皿艹) , Who is this man? He’s a white boy who wants to take advantage of his position. Don’t stop me, I’ll take a bottle of acid and destroy his face.”
Confronting plastic surgery – “When you were born, you accidentally landed face first, go blame the midwife, don’t come out to get back at society!”
The original owner took the split personality and elevated it to the level of life.
The corners of Mei Mu Lan’s mouth twitched as she copied and pasted all of the statements that had been made on those ponies into the relevant part of the message, and after doing so, two hours had passed.
She couldn’t wait to turn off Twitter and posting and instead opened the novel 《The Burial Man》and read it word for word.
《The Burial Man》, a novel set in 1916, a time of warlords in the country.
At that time, there were intense conflicts between warlords in various regions and frequent wars in the country, and at a time when everyone was actively fighting, an aged and well-known scholar deciphered a historical tablet that had been handed down for more than 4,000 years. And a shocking message was told to the present generation by this stone tablet.
That is, 4,000 to 5,000 years ago, in the time of the gods and goddesses of the West, an elixir called “immortality” was introduced, in fact, historical mythology also tells this point, that is, the well-known story of Chang'e, who stole the elixir to run to the moon in order to preserve her beauty.
On this stone tablet, however, this event is used as a lead-in to the fact that there are still burial mourners around the Kunlun Mountains in China who have been guarding this elixir of immortality for generations, waiting for the right person to come and obtain it.
The story has a slightly mythical setting, but the word “tomb raiding” is already closely associated with various myths and ghosts, and just as the scholar is about to make the news public he is murdered, in an “impossible” type of homicide for no apparent reason in front of a public audience, with his body intact and his blood tested for poisoning. But when the forensic pathologist performed an autopsy, his brain and heart were missing.
The incident caused an uproar, but it did not get out and was kept secret by the local warlord.
They sent relevant tomb raiders to Kunlun Mountain to raid the tomb, their actions were carried out in secret but there is no impervious wall in the world, the news was soon known by many other forces and sent people to investigate this matter one after another.
And so the story unfolds.
Ling Yiyao plays the female lead, the only undertaker in the film, and the other undertaker is her brother, the two of them are considered immortal and have been guarding the place for almost a thousand years.
The decrypted monolith brought in other forces which they fought against in a fight for life and death to guard the place.
Countless people died here, but this did not stop people’s quest for immortality, and the blood-stained Kunlun Mountain Road finally opened this mysterious tomb.
Those who have entered the tomb are true experts, including tomb raiders from families with a heritage of more than 3,000 years, international mercenaries with the best skills, warlords and female agents who have entered undercover….
The traps inside the tombs killed countless people, but there were also many who remained at the end, and only a dozen people arrived at the end of the tombs after the great wave.
After a fight to the death, the male lead is killed by an undercover lineage girl from a family of tomb raiders, the blood stains the throne on the tomb and opens up the fantastical inner space of the mountain, fantasy and mythology come into play one after another, ghost soldiers and demons started killing them, and after all these battles, the only ones left are the nine-year-old child from the family of tomb raiders, and the undertaker female lead.
The child, chosen by the tomb mourners as the “best choice in history”, swallowed the elixir of immortality and remained in the tomb forever, becoming the latest generation of tomb mourners.
And it is only here that the mystery of the matter is unveiled, and it turns out that the so-called stone tablet and the decryption are all traps set by the female lead.
Thousands of years ago, she was also a tomb raider who, together with her brother, swallowed the elixir of immortality, but at the cost of guarding this place for eternity and never leaving it more than a metre away.
And now, after more than a thousand years, she feels tired and weary, so, as she did a thousand years ago, she recruits a large number of people to raid the tomb and choose a new successor from among them to guard this place in her place for eternity.
The story ends with the female lead, dressed in an ancient outfit, singing a song from a thousand years ago, leaping from the throne of the tomb into the endless abyss inside the mountain.
After reading this story, Mei Mu Lan felt a shock in her heart that this was indeed a well-written novel and worthy of being followed and interpreted by so many people.
The production team has invested unlimited funds to produce an absolutely profitable production that will be passed on to the next generation; Wang Ye, a national and international director; Ling Yiyao, a movie queen, and Gu Junxi, a movie star in the lead roles; an international design team to create the costumes; and even the supporting characters are chosen from stars with millions of fans.
A lavish star cast, top-notch processing and production, a mysterious story background, and a large number of fans of the books could indeed make this film the top production of the year.
Mei Mu Lan closed the novel’s webpage, opened the section on roles, and then found two supporting actresses who had “accidental” problems, so she guess it wasn’t really an accident.
She looked at the two characters vacated above, one was the undercover agent of the tomb raiding family who killed the male lead, pure and bright looking, simple and innocent. It didn’t fit her image at all, so she passed on the role.
The other character, an undercover female agent, is explicitly the mistress of a powerful warlord, a sultry-looking Shanghai beach dancer, but is actually a high-ranking intellectual undercover agent from a family of emerging powers.
She looked at the role and recalled the characteristics of the character and felt that it did resemble her. She could not help but curl her lips and smile, thinking: good, this is the role, she will be chosen.
Aunt Wen told her at dinner about the casting call to the Yokohama outside the suburbs in three days’ time. Mei Mu Lan nodded when she heard that and started to arrange the plan.
Three days later, wearing an exquisite cheongsam, Mei Mu Lan slowly stepped down from the top-class sports car.
Her figure is sublime, her features are charming, her hair is curly as was popular at the time, and her make-up has a twenties and thirties flair.
She approached the Yokohama store on her thin, bare-backed heels, swaying like a weak willow.
Just like a real 1930s singer-songwriter, she walked slowly from the cabaret of Shanghai Beach to the eyes and hearts of those present.
At the moment of her appearance, everyone on the set stopped moving, the sound faded away, and everything was fixed on this woman who had stepped out of history.
A bearded man in his early thirties approached, a roll of scripts squeezed tightly in his hands, and then said in surprise and amazement,
“You’re Miss Mei Mu Lan, right? I knew you were the one I was looking for when I saw your picture! It’s you, no need to look any further,”
With a broad stroke of his pen, he wrote down Mei Mu Lan’s name in the character field undercover agent.
Then he blushed and said,
“My name is Wang Ye and I’m the director.”
The corners of Mei Mu Lan’s mouth are smiling, her lips are slightly hooked, and her charming phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, slender and upturned, charming and seductive.
She exhaled softly,
“Hello, Director Wang Ye.”
The voice is so soft and mushy.
After greeting Mei Mu Lan, her eyes involuntarily fell on a woman in an ancient dress with a long green dress.
The woman didn’t turn her head to look over like the others did.
She sat quietly in her recliner, her white, slender fingers tracing the pages of the script slowly, with gentle, yet harsh movements. At this moment she had her head slightly hung down, revealing a perfect and delicate side face.
Mei Mu Lan could not restrain the emotions that were violently evoked in her heart, she walked up quickly and reached the woman. Seeing her slowly look up, the perfect face that she had seen countless times before, officially entered her eyes.
Mei Mu Lan’s breathing stopped as she desperately tried to control herself, but her body reacted with instinct.
Her cheeks burned red like the dusk sky, her beauty was startling, and her voice trembled slightly as she said,