Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 614: Chapter 614: Raising a Star (37)

Chapter 614: Chapter 614: Raising a Star (37)

Sometimes things seem easy, only because you’re looking at them from God’s perspective, without any emotion, overseeing the whole picture, in control of everything.

Many people think that if they were in that situation, maybe they could do better.

However, when you’re in the middle of it, all you can see is a partial view, and you’re influenced by the emotions and thoughts of those around you, and maybe your own reactions aren’t as good as someone else’s.

But I’m different…

I have no damn clue what’s happening next! What’s so different about me!

“Sigh.”

[Miss, why are you sighing?]

“Can’t I even sigh now?”

[That’s not in line with your persona.] What about the nobility and cool aloofness!

“Who cares when there’s no one around,” Chuzheng said, sprawling out carelessly, completely devoid of any image.

[…] So when there’s no one around, you can do whatever you want, huh?

Fine then.

I used to think she was a noble and aloof big shot.

Latter I discovered that beneath the façade of nobility and aloofness was a heart that couldn’t be suppressed by a thousand-year glacier, brimming with gossip and snark.

I thought that was all there was to her.

Then I found that not only was her heart restless, but her entire being as well.

When no one was around, there was no silly thing she wouldn’t do.

[Miss, aren’t you tired?] The King’s Account wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with the miss.

“Tired, yeah. If you’d stop making me spend so much, I wouldn’t be,” Chuzheng drawled.

[…] Haha, that’s impossible. As a Spendthrift System with professional ethics, I must always remember the spirit of squandering. [You pretend to be so noble and aloof all day, is it fun?]

Chuzheng’s icy face replied, “Pretend what?”

[Noble and aloof.]

Chuzheng pointed at her expressionless face, “Has this face ever changed?” I’m always cold and aloof.

[…] Actually, it hasn’t.

Chuzheng retorted with conviction, “So on what grounds are you saying I’m pretending?”

[…] Something seems off, but I can’t find the words to argue.

–

“Sister Chuzheng, it’s almost time for you to go on stage,” Liang Xi burst through the door.

Chuzheng sat up abruptly, no change in her demeanor, and calmly looked over, “Yeah, I know.”

Liang Xi scratched her head in confusion, “Then… shall we go?”

The program Chuzheng was participating in today was a live show, which typically features stars whose shows are currently popular.

The topics are mostly about the drama series.

“Next, let’s welcome Miss Chi Chuzheng,” the host’s exaggerated voice rang out. Chuzheng couldn’t see her but could imagine the host’s expression at this moment.

Chuzheng walked up from backstage, the spotlight shining on her.

[Miss suddenly isn’t soft and cute anymore, she’s become so assertive, the change in style is too quick, it’s a bit too much for me.]

[My hubby is the coolest, no arguments allowed.]

[I’m serving in bed tonight.]

[Your turn to serve in bed? Drag this one away… I’m not mad, I’m the one who should be serving in bed!]

[Miss can’t hide her dominance even in a skirt.]

The live broadcast’s barrage of comments almost covered the entire screen.

The host first tried to liven up the atmosphere, but Chuzheng always responded with concise and substantial replies, seemingly causing a murder of crows to ‘caw’ as they flew past the broadcast room.

But having seen all sorts of people, the host quickly shifted to topics regarding the TV drama.

Host: “Miss Chi, why did you choose this particular role initially?”

Chuzheng: “It fits my temperament.” I can’t play anything else!

The host paused for a moment, “Then, did you find it challenging to play this role?”

Chuzheng: “It was okay.”

The host was hoping Chuzheng would elaborate, but Chuzheng had nothing more to say, looking earnestly at the host, signaling her to continue with the questions.

The host persisted, “Was there really nothing you found challenging about it?”

After thinking for a moment, Chuzheng said, “Does having too many NGs count?”

The host raised an eyebrow, “Did you have a lot of NGs while acting? What was the reason? Could you share with us?”

Chuzheng coldly spat out a few words, “The actor playing opposite me kept NG-ing.”

Host: “…” You’re here to diss your peers, aren’t you?

[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter.]

[Is this the legendary aloof cuteness?]

[My hubby is staring at the host with such a serious face, hahaha, the host probably wants to walk off the set right now.]

[So there’s no script for this?]

[It’s a live broadcast, where would the script come from? The celebrities have to answer on their own the whole time. How many have fallen on live broadcasts? If you dare appear on this kind of live show, you must think carefully before answering.]

[But live broadcasts do have scripts.]

[I don’t know about other broadcasts, but this one really doesn’t. Many who have been on it say that even if they are informed in advance of the general direction of the questions, the host might go off on a tangent and ask some bizarre questions.]

The host cleared his throat, trying to keep the questions going.

Chuzheng’s answers were pretty simple.

The host probably just wanted to hurry up and finish, and then end this strange live broadcast.

Host: “Miss Chi, let me ask a more personal question. What do you hope for in your other half?”

Actually, what the production team wanted to ask about was her relationship with Feng Wang.

But of course, they couldn’t just blatantly ask that.

Otherwise, it would be their entire production team that got criticized later on.

Chi Chuzheng replied without hesitation: “Feng Wang.”

–

Feng Wang was watching this live broadcast, and when the host asked this question, he sat up straight.

The assistant looked at him oddly, thinking, Brother Feng has suddenly grown a backbone?

As soon as the host’s voice fell, the girl on the screen continued the conversation.

Without any additional adjectives.

Just a simple name.

Like how she usually calls him.

It’s as if that name represented everything.

“Why Feng Wang?” the host kept asking.

“It can only be him,” the girl’s tone was resolute.

“Ah…” The host was visibly confused: “I see…”

Feng Wang, holding his phone, suddenly burst into laughter.

The assistant was so startled that he almost steered the car onto the sidewalk.

What is Brother Feng looking at?

Like he’s hit the jackpot.

“Turn around,” Feng Wang suddenly said.

The assistant, alarmed, quickly reminded him: “Brother Feng, we’ll miss our flight…”

Feng Wang: “Then we won’t go. Turn around, quick!”

“…”

Sister Lan is going to kill me!!

But if he doesn’t turn around, Brother Feng is going to kill him right now.

To die a little later—the assistant decided to turn around.

On the screen, the live broadcast wasn’t over, and the host bravely continued asking: “Mr. Feng’s acting skills… er… are somewhat lacking. I wonder what Miss Chi’s view on this is?”

“They are pretty crappy.”

Miss Chuzheng said what the host dared not say.

Feng Wang snorted softly.

So what if his acting skills are crappy, as long as he has the looks.

If you can rely on your looks to make a living, why rely on talent?

The host certainly didn’t expect Chuzheng to be so forthright in admitting that Feng Wang’s acting skills were crappy.

How is this show going to end well after this?

As the host was wildly guessing, Chuzheng’s voice continued: “But it doesn’t matter, whatever he wants to act in, I’ll invest in it.”

Host: “…”

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