After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 382: Ever heard of Si Fuqing’s Name (3)

Translator: _Min

The term “variety show celebrity” was the greatest mockery for anyone.

Leaning on her hand, Si Fuqing chuckled, “You’re so arrogant. Do you have the Animal Protection Association backing you up?

Meng Xue neither confirmed nor denied, simply stating, “My connections are beyond your reach. That’s enough, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”The most update n0vels are published on N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

Si Fuqing could only focus on variety shows, never progressing beyond that.

Chi Yu emerged from the tent, noticing Meng Xue walking away from Si Fuqing with an unhappy expression.

“Did she bully you?” he asked, frowning.

“Not at all,” Meng Xue shook her head. “I just told her I’m auditioning for

Director Tang’s new drama tomorrow. Maybe she’s upset about that.”

“She’s just jealous,” Chi Yu shrugged. “She can’t get an audition like you.”

Meng Xue smiled and said no more.

At eight o’clock, the recording began.

By ten, the guests were exhausted, sprawled on the ground.

“Let’s take it easy today,” the assistant director clapped his hands. “The director has brought a treat. Do you know what day it is?”

Si Fuqing, lounging lazily, raised her hand, “The day we catch crocodiles?”

The director nearly choked.

[Crocodile: Please don’t come near me, I’m scared.] [It seems only bears and Siberian tigers can handle this terrifying woman.]

[I doubt it… she might just make a bear fur coat.]

Meng Xue raised her hand, smiling, “Today is the Glenn Awards ceremony.”

“Exactly,” nodded the assistant director. “You’re all tired, so let’s watch the ceremony together.”

[Glenn Awards!]

[It’s clear who’s really dedicated. Si Fuqing doesn’t even know about the Glenn

Awards.]

[It’s a pity. Great Xia hasn’t had a Glenn nominee for years.]

[Missing Yun Lan, when will she return?]

The director projected the Glenn Awards ceremony onto a large screen. It was the red carpet moment, with few faces from the Great Xia Empire.

Meng Xue softly inquired, “Teacher Yuan, you were there before, have you ever seen Yun Lan at the Glenn Awards?”

“I saw her from a distance,” sighed Yuan Heping. ‘Yun Lan is a natural-born actor, a rarity in many years, no wonder she won a lifetime achievement award so young.”

As the red carpet event ended, the award ceremony began.

With no films or actors from Great Xia nominated, the audience lost interest.

But the mood changed with the guest of honor’s speech.

Si Fuqing finally focused on the screen.

[Wow, fashion god Gu Wenzhu!]

[He’s a regular at Glenn, just like Qu Lingyun, making us proud!]

“Here’s some good news,” Gu Wen Zhu smiled into the microphone. “I have a student with exceptional talent. Soon, you’ll see her new work.” The reporters below buzzed with questions in various languages.

“Yes, she’s known as the ‘Right Hand of God,’ and like me, she’s from Great Xia,” Gu Wenzhu paused. “She’s been busy these past few years, but now she’s free to design more clothes. The designs are with me, and once produced, Lan will hold a special fashion show.”

Meng Xue turned to Si Fuqing, smiling, “The Right Hand of God, haven’t you heard of her?”

Si Fuqing uttered, “Sounds quite childish.”

Before Meng Xue could respond, Gu Wenzhu’s voice came again from the screen, “She thinks the title is quite childish too and hopes you won’t call her that. ”

Suddenly, all eyes were on Si Fuqing. The live audience was also taken aback.

[Although Si Fuqing and the Right Hand of God are unrelated, their opinions are strikingly similar.]

[I laughed. When the person calls themselves childish, it’s modesty. When Si Fuqing does, it’s disrespect. Get it?]

[Why ‘Right Hand of God’? Because this person’s designs are miraculous, effortlessly incorporating mythology from Great Xia and other countries.]

[Gu Wenzhu said she’s from Great Nia! Who is she?!]

Gu Wenzhu’s remarks overshadowed the new Glenn winners, putting the mysterious ‘Right Hand of God’ at the top of international trending topics.

The show continued recording.

At six in the evening, Meng Xue and Chi Yu, as the second set of speical guests, officially concluded their journey and left the show.

The next morning, the director approached Si Fuqing. “Teacher Si, Director Tang’s team has responded. They’ve reserved a spot for you to audition for the secondary female lead’s role. Here’s your plane ticket. If you leave now, you can make it in time.”

“No need, Director,” Si Fuqing nodded graciously. “Someone is coming to pick me up.”

“But even with a pickup, you can’t beat the speed of a plane,” the director fretted. “I’ll have a car take you to the airport right now and then you—” Before he could finish, the roar of an aircraft thundered overhead.

The director stiffly looked up, then turned woodenly towards Si Fuqing, who was grasping the ladder of a descending aircraft: “…”

Was this some kind ofsecret agent movie scene?

Si Fuqing, holding onto the ladder with one hand, waved at the director with the other. “Director, see you tomorrow.” The director was speechless. “Just go.”

He didn’t want to see her any more.

Such a freak.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, in Hai City.

The open casting call for “Crossing the Demon Realm” had already spread throughout Great Xia.

Naturally, not all auditioners could come to the casting site.

Initial screenings were held at major film schools, selecting suitable candidates to be sent to Director Tang Haiqiu.

Of course, this didn’t exclude the inevitable insertion of candidates by powerful investors.

Apart from new actors, many first and second-tier celebrities also rushed to the auditions.

Not just for the roles of the main and secondary female leads, but even the competition for the fifth female role was fierce.

After all, this was Director Tang Haiqiu’s first foray back into the xianxia genre in a decade, and it featured a sole female lead.

“Meng Xue, the company has already made arrangements,” Feng Peizhi said. “The role of the fifth female lead is definitely yours. Perform well, and after this xianxia drama, the company will offer you film opportunities.”

Meng Xue was in high spirits, her eyes sparkling with joy. “Sister Feng, you’re so good to me.”

“Of course, you’re so obedient, who else would I support?” Feng Peizhi smiled.

“Go ahead, I’ll wait here while you join the audition line.”

Meng Xue nodded and turned around, but her expression shifted slightly.

“Sister Feng, look.”

Feng Peizhi followed her gaze and her face darkened instantly.

She strode towards Si Fuqing, not caring about the other artists around, and spoke sharply, “What are you doing here? Did you follow Meng Xue? Planning to switch to acting? Let me tell you, don’t even think about it.. The company won’t give you a sliver of its film and television resources!”