The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 373 - : 357 Immortal Combo, entertainment industry explodes [3 updates]

Chapter 373: 357 Immortal Combo, entertainment industry explodes [3 updates]

Producer Li’s hand trembled, and the thermos cup smashed to the ground.

His expression also became blank, thinking he was hallucinating, “Who did you say? Whose call?”

In the entertainment circle, Qin Lingyu was an anomaly; she had no company nor an agent.

Except for when she first returned to the country and Chuguang Media helped her with venue contacts for her nationwide tour in thirty cities.

After that, all of Qin Lingyu’s activities were chosen by herself, and she contacted the relevant parties independently.

Qin Lingyu was quite lazy; she preferred to idle whenever possible, telling her fans to learn how to fend for themselves and not to always expect her to be active.

In the entertainment industry, this attitude was considered passive.

Popularity was not something everlasting.

But Qin Lingyu was an exception; she just kept being popular.

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Even so, Qin Lingyu’s fan base only grew, never diminished.

Because she was very skilled at gaming. If she was in a good mood, Qin Lingyu would stream games on the Shark Live Broadcasting Platform, carry her fans to victory, and even recharge their accounts to buy equipment for them.

It had been three whole months since Qin Lingyu last attended an event, yet there were still numerous projects lined up waiting for her call.

Some producers were even willing to postpone their projects just to wait for her.

Producer Li and all the insiders like the directors were well aware of Qin Lingyu’s habits.

So they had not expected Qin Lingyu would participate.

But now?!

Producer Li immediately leapt up and snatched the phone from the director’s hand again.

His voice trembled beyond recognition, “Hello, good evening.”

“Hello, this is Qin Lingyu.” On the other end of the call, the woman’s voice was lazy and amused, “Aren’t you guys short of a boy band founder? I just happen to be free and want to infuriate an idiot, do you think I’m suitable?”

“Suitable! Of course, you’re suitable!” Producer Li barely contained his elation, “As long as you’ll come, you can infuriate as many idiots as you want; we’ll help you do it!”

Qin Lingyu: “…There’s no need for that.”

She was just used to trading barbs with Qin Lingyan, always wanting the upper hand verbally; neither wanted to be outdone.

“Teacher Qin, when are you available?” asked Producer Li, “I’ll come to you for signing the contract.”

“Today is fine.” Qin Lingyu cracked open a can of beer, “Finish before seven; I have a barbecue to go to.”

“Definitely, definitely,” Producer Li rapidly agreed.

After the call ended, he let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed back into his seat.

But not two seconds later, he was up again.

“Quick! Pinch me,” Producer Li’s expression was manic, “Pinch me and tell me I’m not dreaming!”

The director hesitated, raised his hand, and gave Producer Li a firm slap across the face.

Leaving a distinct handprint.

“Hahaha, it’s not a dream!” Despite being slapped, Producer Li was overjoyed, “It’s real! It’s real!”

He really managed to collaborate with Qin Lingyu!

“Brother Li, something’s not right, the situation is off!” the director suddenly realized a serious problem, “We’ve already made contact with Best Actress Xie’s side just now, and now you’ve promised Teacher Qin, how are we going to handle this with both of them?”

An international best actress and a top influencer—both were not to be offended.

And there was also the issue of ranking. If not handled properly, the fans of both parties could tear the production team apart.

“Damn it, who said a boy band founder can only be one person? Who said that? Did I say it? Did you say it?” Producer Li couldn’t calm down at all; he started to dance around with hands on hips, laughing maniacally, “We’ll have both, hahahaha, damn it!”

The director stood aside, pondering whether he should slap Producer Li a few more times to bring him back to his senses.

But in reality, he was just as blown away.

Xie Manyu’s status had already elevated the show “Youth 202” to another level.

With the addition of Qin Lingyu, that would be even more incredible.

Both had solid fan bases abroad, which was enough to make the program go international.

From this moment on, “Youth 202” was no longer just a simple talent show.

After so many years in the entertainment industry, they had never seen such a fantastic combination.

“Quick, get everyone ready,” said Producer Li, who danced for a bit before finally coming to his senses. He wouldn’t forget the most important matter, “I’ll personally prepare the contracts and get Best Actress Xie and Teacher Qin here to sign!”

“Once the signing is done, we’ll post on Weibo, hahaha! We’ll slap Ye Xi and her stupid fans’ faces until they swell!”

Before the director could respond, Producer Li had already rushed out of the room like the wind.

The assistant director entered at this moment, getting hit by the door and slammed against the wall.

He entered with his nose covered, confused, “Director, what’s with Brother Li? I see he’s got a slap mark on his face; did his sister-in-law hit him?”

The director’s hand was still trembling as he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Only after barely calming his restless heart did he speak in a faint voice, “No, he’s gone mad.”

“Gone mad?” the assistant director joked, “Why? Is it because Xie Manyu is coming?”

Hearing this, the director stopped smoking and just stared straight at the assistant director.

The assistant director felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze and couldn’t help but hug his jacket tighter, “Director, why are you looking at me like that?”

“You, my boy, have a bright future ahead of you.” The director walked over, patted his shoulder, and said with satisfaction, “Look, in the future, I’ll no longer need to pray to the mountain gods or invite Feng Shui Masters; how about I just worship you, the Prophet, instead?”

The assistant director: “???”

**

As the top revenue-generating entertainment company in Hua Country, Chuguang Media had prepared several contingency plans while investing in “Youth 202,” ready to address any emergencies that might arise.

After Ye Xi posted that Weibo, Chuguang Media activated one of their backup plans, arranging for one of their actresses to go instead.

This actress may not have been a top-tier star, but she had high popular appeal and good relations within the industry, having friends among many celebrities. Coincidentally, she was one of the few people whose fans of Ye Xi would not dare to berate.

To berate her would likely mean no one would work with Ye Xi ever again.

The result was something even Chuguang Media had not anticipated—the “Youth 202” show team managed to invite Xie Manyu and Qin Lingyan.

Ying Zijin had just returned to the ISC training camp when she received a call from her female secretary, “Boss, it’s a big deal! My daughter and my goddess are going to appear on a show together!”

Ying Zijin: “…”

She really couldn’t tell that her own secretary was such a celebrity chasing Maniac.

This chasing led to creating her own family; she even skipped getting married and having children.

Ying Zijin opened her computer: “Your daughter?”

“The enchantress Qin Lingyan!” the female secretary was still screaming, “Ah, I’m dead, boss, can you use your privilege to get me a first-row ticket inside the venue?”

“Possible, but it’ll be deducted from your salary.”

“…”

The female secretary went to work, tears in her eyes.

Ying Zijin glanced at the photo of Qin Lingyan that her secretary sent to her, feeling a sense of familiarity.

She brought up a chat window and contacted Qin Lingyan.

[Baby Face, do you have any other relatives?]

At the time, Qin Lingyan was still sulking, but after reading this message, he became even more infuriated.

[Yes, she’s dead!!!]

[Qin Lingyu is your sister.]

Qin Lingyan was startled by these words.

[Boss, how did you know?]

Although the similarity in their names was obvious, there were many people in the world with the same or similar names.

And honestly, Qin Lingyu and he did not look that much alike—one had an Immortal’s face; the other a Baby Face.

[I guessed, her eyes somewhat resemble yours.]

[Resemble my ass, I’m better looking than her. You see how ugly she is? I am too embarrassed to admit she’s my sister when we’re out.]

Hearing this, Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow.

She opened the national goddess ranking list selected by Weibo last year.

Qin Lingyu topped the list as the number one Goddess.

She had received more than fifty million votes whereas the second place, Ye Xi, only got more than nine million.

There’s no harm without comparison, even among top stars.

The photo used for the ranking was of Qin Lingyu cosplaying as a character from a popular MOBA mobile game at the time.

Hua Mulan.

Armored yet unable to conceal her curvaceous figure, she indeed lived up to the title of an enchantress.

Ying Zijin casually typed in a program on her computer and imported the photo.

In just a few seconds, the clarity of the photo reached its highest, even to the point where one could count the number of eyelashes.

Ying Zijin zoomed in on the photo and clearly saw the calluses on Qin Lingyan’s hands.

Such calluses were not common among ordinary people.

Pondering, she typed out a sentence nonchalantly.

[Your sister, an assassin undercover as a celebrity in the entertainment industry, is quite a good cover, not easily detected.]