There was a knock on the door.

Bai Jinxuan was typing, his eyes not leaving his phone, and said to the outside, "Come in."

The door opened, and An An poked his head in. Seeing that she had already gotten up, he said, "It's almost time. Let's go out and eat first."

"Okay." Bai Jinxuan stood up and walked out.

She lived in a suite with a living room outside. In addition to An An, there were two other assistants. The four of them ate around the table.

She has a very strict diet, so the other three have to eat the same meals.

An An found it a bit strange to see her sending messages while eating. Usually she thought typing was troublesome and preferred to send voice messages, but why was she only sending text messages today?

However, she didn't ask much. After finishing the meal, she urged, "Time is a bit tight, finish eating quickly, you still have to put on makeup."

Bai Jinxuan then put down his phone, quickly finished the rice in the bowl, and picked up his phone again.

After a while, An An came over with the makeup artist.

The makeup artist opened the makeup box in her hand and everything was ready. Bai Jinxuan said, "Wait a minute." After sending a message, she locked the phone screen and did not put it down, just holding it in her hand.

An An reminded, "Let's just do a simple makeup. We'll have to do it again when we go to the shooting location."

The makeup artist smiled and said, "Sister An An, don't worry, this is not the first day I've been with you."

A simple makeup also took a lot of time.

Bai Jinxuan turned over his phone from time to time to take a look, looking impatient.

"Okay, take a look at it." The makeup artist finally finished and asked.

"That's it." Bai Jinxuan looked up at the mirror and said.

Then, everyone started packing up to go out, and she sat there and started sending messages again.

When they got in the car, An An saw that she was still posting and finally couldn't help asking, "Who is it?"

"Who?" She didn't take her eyes off the screen. She seldom sent text messages and was not proficient in pinyin. Sometimes she had to switch to handwriting, and her typing speed was very slow.

An An said, "You have been chatting with someone on QQ since just now. I have never seen you like this before."

"Oh." Bai Jinxuan paused and said, "It's an old classmate. We haven't been in touch for a long time, so. By the way, do you know there is an animated film called Jiang Ziya?"

An An thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it. Which company produced it?"

"I'm not sure. The film is currently in production and the director's last name is Cheng. Please ask for me."

"Okay." An An took out his cell phone.

After a while, she asked, "There is indeed such an animated film, which is invested by Candy House. Why are you asking this?"

Bai Jinxuan said, "My old classmate is helping to write the theme song for this animation, and I'm afraid he's been cheated. Can you help me find out more details about this movie?"

When An An heard this, she agreed, "No problem."

As we were talking, we had already arrived at the shooting location.

Bai Jinxuan had no choice but to hand the phone to his assistant and concentrate on his work.

It took her an entire afternoon to take this set of photos. After a good rest, she was in good condition and the photo shoot went smoothly.

When she left the photo studio, it was already evening. She had an event to attend and didn't even have time to eat, so she had to eat in the car.

The evening activities were attended by the entire group.

She also debuted as a member of a girl group, but they belong to different management companies. However, due to the contract, they often have to attend events together.

Every time this happened, she would be on high alert. Her teammates were not simple. It was common for female artists to use tricks to attract attention and gain popularity. These people were no exception.

When the event ended, it was late at night again.

Bai Jinxuan sat in the car, feeling physically and mentally exhausted. It's not easy to be an artist, and it's even harder to be a female artist, let alone someone like her who has reached the peak of her popularity.

She became very popular in a very short time, and now she has reached a peak. In the eyes of others, she is in the limelight, but in fact, she has felt that her popularity is declining bit by bit.

This made her feel pressured. Traffic stars become popular quickly but also lose popularity quickly. Many predecessors have vividly demonstrated this to her.

She also knows where her weaknesses are. She has no foundation, that is, solid works to support her. The root cause is her poor professional quality. She is a latecomer, and whether it is singing or acting, she is not even half-baked.

The most urgent task is actually to enhance our own strength and produce high-quality works.

However, this requires time, and what she lacks most right now is time. The company has arranged her schedule full, which she can understand. She wants to make more money while she is still popular.

Although she was anxious, she didn't have any good solution.

She knew very well that her fame was due to the support of the company, so she had no choice but to obey the company's arrangements.

Although there were many supporters present at today's event, they lacked the spirit and energy compared to before. She could feel that her popularity was slipping away.

She took her cell phone back and found that it had turned off automatically. She asked An An for a power bank, connected it, turned it on, and saw that there were new messages on QQ, which warmed her heart.

This netizen she added by chance, after chatting, really got along well with her unexpectedly. It had been a long time since she had felt so happy chatting with someone.

Especially after she suddenly became famous, there was no one to talk to.

Her mother is very nice to her, but she always reminds her of this and that.

Her former classmates all called her a big star and they couldn't talk to her at all.

Although An An, who was by her side, cared about her very much, she was more like a colleague. As for the assistants, let alone them.

When interacting with other artists, I am always very cautious, for fear of saying something I shouldn’t and offending others.

It feels really good to chat like this without any worries.

She clicked on the message box and saw that the message was sent ten minutes ago. She replied, "I just got off work. Why haven't you rested yet?"

Soon, there was a reply, "I'm writing a paper."

"Are you still in college?"

"No, I've been working for two years."

"You have to work and write a paper at the same time?"

"That's a personal interest and has nothing to do with work."

"You have such a wide range of interests. You can write songs and essays."

"Why are you so busy until now? The boss is so unscrupulous."

"Yeah, it's too unscrupulous. I'm not as good as you, so I have to accept his exploitation." Bai Jinxuan sent this message with a smile, and then sent another one, "You are not a professional music student, how did you practice your singing skills to sound like a professional singer."

"You seem to be very interested in singing. Otherwise, I'll sort out my information and send you a copy."

"Thank you very much. To be honest, my job is somewhat related to music."

"Well, I'll send it to you in two days after I sort it out."

(End of this chapter)