[Wow, host, after dodging the terrible bad luck at the beginning, it seems like you're having even more bad luck than the original owner did. That cup suddenly cracked, hahaha... um... hiccup!]

Seeing that the host's expression was getting increasingly strange, the system's laughter stopped abruptly.

To the unsure of how to react, Yu Ling's face visibly darkened, and her hand gripping the wine glass creaked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please excuse me for a moment."

Yu Ling said this to the young singer who was still frozen in the position of holding a wine glass, then gave a creepy smile, slammed the wine glass on the table with a bang, and hurriedly left the private room.

The young singer quickly put down his wine glass and winked, signaling to the people at the door to find a waiter to clean up the leaky glass and replace it with a good one.

Meanwhile, Yu Ling hid in a toilet stall.

Open the system panel to enter the store.

Click on the page to purchase a cat body from the system, select the animal (black cat), and confirm payment.

[Host...what are you going to do?]

The black cat system, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of a body, trembled with fear.

"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to praise you, my great system."

He never wanted to do missions in this unlucky body. Bad luck was annoying enough, but the system was laughing at him in his head. Yu Ling was furious this time.

How can the system let its host make a fool of himself? System, you're celebrating too soon. From now on, I'll enjoy the good times, and you'll bear the bad!

In the cubicle, Yu Ling praised the Black Cat System at the fastest pace he had ever spoken, until he had given the system so much bad luck that he could no longer give away even a fraction of it.

Yu Ling felt a lightness on her head and felt refreshed!

"Don't follow me for a while. Go out and wander around on your own. I'll finish this concert first, and then I'll give you a piece of my mind when I have some free time."

Yu Ling said this, and then hurriedly went back. This time, the dinner party was finally able to continue.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and several rounds of drinks, Yu Ling, naturally unable to get drunk, and with his infamous celebrity status, no one dared to make things difficult for him. After this formal occasion ended, he began today's rehearsal with the young singer.

It wasn't much trouble for them to just go through the motions. The little singer was the lead vocalist, while Yu Ling only had to be the final performer. She had one chorus with backup dancers and one solo to warm up the audience. During rehearsals, the two of them worked together quite well.

Soon, the concert time arrived quietly. Yu Ling was waiting backstage when she saw two concert hosts walk onto the stage. The man was handsome and dashing, and the woman was even more stunningly beautiful, with every move exuding elegance.

"Alright, next, let's welcome the star of this concert, Zhao Mu!"

Wow~~~\

As the host introduced the topic, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience.

\"come on.\"

Yu Ling casually said to Zhao Mu, the young singer sitting to the side.

Zhao Mu glanced at the stage, his eyes filled with anticipation and excitement at being under the spotlight. He nodded and strode towards the stage, waving and smiling at the audience, quickly enlivening the atmosphere.

In order to become an overnight sensation and a hot idol star, Zhao Mu has gone all out in both music and dance, and she has put a lot of effort and hard work into this title song.

The concert was in full swing, but Yu Ling felt uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

That shouldn't be the case. He has already given most of his bad luck to the Black Cat System, and he can still control the remaining bad luck with his own spiritual power.

"Why does Teacher Han look so pale?"

The host, who was backstage reading the lyrics during the singing, noticed his unusual behavior and asked him with concern.

Yu Ling shook her head: "It's nothing."

Something seems off. Is it because he just praised Zhao Mu?

The song was almost over on stage, and the cheers of the fans were deafening. Zhao Mu was about to bow and leave the stage when suddenly, someone rushed from below the stage and headed straight for the center of the stage.

\"careful!\"

Zhao Mu heard Yu Ling's reminder and subconsciously took a few steps back, only to see a "robust" girl rushing towards him and giving him a big hug.

"Mu Mu! I've liked you for so long, I'm your fan! Ahhh—"

Just when everyone thought this was just an ordinary case of an irrational fan chasing their idol, a low gasp came from behind, and Zhao Mu's eyes widened.

\"Bang!\"

The knife fell to the ground.

Yu Ling was the first to rush onto the stage and subdue the murderer. Before the audience could even see what was happening, the murderer was already being taken offstage by backstage staff.

Zhao Mu's hand was still dripping blood; it was from the wound he sustained when he used his hand to shield his chest at the last second. He quietly turned off the microphone.

"Sorry, this person is probably after me."

Backstage, Yu Ling whispered in Zhao Mu's ear.

Only then did he realize what he had overlooked: besides the huge clump of bad luck above his head, the original owner had also left him with a bunch of enemies and haters.

"No, I actually thought of this when I invited you. They all said it was dangerous to work with you, but no one else agreed to work with an unknown singer like me."

Instead, Zhao Mu comforted Yu Ling.

"Teacher Han, don't blame yourself. You have to take risks to make a living this way."

"Alright, then I won't try to take the blame from you. I'll do the next song. You take care of your wound first, and come and take over for me as soon as you're bandaged up."

"But you've never sung it..."

At this moment, Yu Ling patted Zhao Mu on the shoulder to reassure him, took the microphone from his hand, turned it back on, and walked to the center of the stage. The two hosts who had been brought in to warm up the audience due to the accident then left the stage.

The large screens on both sides of the concert stage simultaneously projected Yu Ling's composed figure and her arrogant gaze that looked down on everything.

"You all recognize my face, right? Then we can skip the self-introduction. I'm sure you're all wondering why Zhao Mu would entrust me with the first performance of his next new song, right?"

A murmur arose from the audience, indicating their dissatisfaction.

"Why else? Because he's poor. I'm one of the cheapest in the industry; you can take me away for the price of a single ticket!"

Yu Ling equated her appearance fee with "one ticket," and her self-deprecating remark immediately had a great effect; at least, most people in the audience laughed out loud.

"Okay, those of you who haven't finished your verbal sparring yet, how about I give you some time to argue after the show is over?"

Now, please give your time to MuMu's new song! Sound engineer, music!

At Yu Ling's command, the stage lights began to flash, the accompaniment was deafening, and the joyful and passionate singing poured out from the stage.