Beep beep beep...
It's down again.
Yu Ling was clearly thinking of her agent Su Zhe, even sacrificing her dignity, and not only could she only exert less than one-tenth of the original owner's power, but she also got scolded.
He's just too shy.
[Host, just perform normally. Weren't you pretty shameless when you were Mo Feiyan?]
"System, do you want another body?" Yu Ling threatened, narrowing her eyes.
[No! I was wrong, sob, host!]
The system chose to follow its own heart and began to argue.
[The host is now a star, the most dazzling, coolest, and most awesome person ever! How could they possibly be like the original owner, a shameless and despicable wretch?!]
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
Compared to other popular people's rooms, the original owner's room wasn't very big. The decor was simple and very clean, showing that someone tidied it up regularly. Yu Ling didn't intend to make any changes and just found a bed to lie down on.
I must say, Simmons mattresses are so soft, they're a whole world better than anything I've ever experienced before.
The next day, Su Zhe arrived at Yu Ling's door half an hour early and opened the door with the spare key.
Sure enough, Yu Ling was fast asleep in bed, her blanket nowhere to be seen, her sleeping posture unrestrained with her clothes wide open. Her collarbone and waistline were clearly visible, and her quiet sleeping face with her eyes closed and not saying a word looked quite harmless.
After all, if the original owner could become a celebrity, even if it was a controversial one, her figure and appearance had to be top-notch.
Su Zhe's method of waking people up was also unique. Instead of patting or shouting, he would turn the alarm up to the loudest volume and quietly place it next to Yu Ling's ear.
"Ding-a-ling~~ Buzz—Buzz buzz~~~"
The loud, rhythmic noise forced Yu Ling to vibrate in sync with it on the bed. He groggily glanced at his cheap agent.
In fact, Su Zhe's appearance was comparable to that of the original owner, but he was neither handsome nor rugged. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a refined and serious demeanor, more like an ascetic type.
It's a style that doesn't fit the typical world of idols' obsessive pampering of their fans, so he didn't become a star, but instead became active in the entertainment industry as a manager.
Yu Ling also likes to act like this when she is in her original body. Her cold face looks very elegant, but when she is in someone else's body, she can't help but want to let herself go.
"I remember setting an alarm, Mr. Agent?"
The young man, stretching lazily and contentedly, grumbled in dissatisfaction as he reluctantly slipped on his slippers and began to tidy himself up.
"You have ten minutes."
Su Zhe did not express any dissatisfaction with Yu Ling's attitude. He just kept checking his watch to keep track of time, which showed that he was a person who was strict with himself, or to put it another way—obsessive-compulsive.
That's true. Without a serious illness, who would talk to the original owner, who was so foul-mouthed? And one of the original owner's strengths was that he was obedient.
They said she had ten minutes, but Yu Ling returned to her presentable and refreshed self in seven minutes, and even found some bread in the refrigerator for breakfast.
"The journey takes about three hours. There's a dinner party at nine o'clock, and you'll be rehearsing with them from noon to afternoon. The performance is tonight, ahead of schedule."
In the driver's seat, Su Zhe kept giving instructions incessantly and patiently while driving.
"Also, bread is not the best choice for your breakfast if you don't want your abs to disappear."
"Don't worry, I will always maintain my best figure. Of course, I don't mind if you are willing to take full responsibility for my diet management."
Yu Ling mumbled through her mouthful of noodles.
He possesses the Longevity Turtle Breathing Technique, allowing his body to self-regulate, which means he has unlocked the attribute of being able to eat a lot without gaining weight. However, Yu Ling isn't that obsessed with food; as long as it's not unpalatable, that's his bottom line.
“I’ve made a diet plan for you, but you never follow it. I have to remind you every time before you listen,” Su Zhe said.
"Well, that's because I'm too lazy to do it. If all else fails, you can bring me food every day according to the schedule, and I'll definitely listen!"
Yu Ling was just maintaining her stubborn persona, but Su Zhe actually listened to her. Anyway, Yu Ling was the only artist he had, so he had time to do more.
Su Zhe silently added another item to his daily task plan in his mind: having dinner with the artists.
—Three hours later—
"We've arrived. Get out of the car. You can drink alcohol at this gathering, but you're not allowed to eat high-calorie foods."
Su Zhe parked the car and led Yu Ling to a place that resembled a high-end hotel. The place had been cleared out in advance, and there were very few people, so Yu Ling didn't need to be fully armed like she had when she left.
"I know, you don't need to say more."
Yu Ling said irritably.
But this is just to prevent the agent from spreading bad luck, please forgive me, the original owner was paired with an unlucky person!
Led by a waiter, Yu Ling entered a lavishly decorated private room. Upon entering, she found herself surrounded by the young singer who had invited her and a group of handsome men and beautiful women she didn't recognize.
"Oh! Teacher Han, you're here so early! We just arrived a little while ago and are waiting for you to order. Come, come, have a seat!"
As the host, the young singer was the first to stand up and place Yu Ling in the first seat on the left, then turned and waved to the waiter.
"Waiter! Menu!"
"Okay, I'll order then. I'll take this... this... alright, you can look at the rest."
Yu Ling didn't stand on ceremony either, because the little singer was too polite. Now he could only be polite to people who weren't polite to him.
"Alright, let's serve the ones Teacher Han ordered first, and then you can bring out the rest. We're all young people, so let's just have some beer and drink, no need to put on airs... Is that alright with you?"
The last question was directed at Yu Ling, who nodded indifferently.
The waiter was about to leave with the menu when the hotel pager went off.
The kitchen was in chaos; the dishes Yu Ling had ordered couldn't be made.
"Um, Teacher Han..." the young singer said nervously. Han Hao was known for his fiery temper; he wouldn't...
"Never mind, let's just use whatever we have!" Yu Ling said.
The waiter kept bowing and backing away.
Then he came back and bowed again.
"I'm sorry, esteemed guests, there's a gas leak in the kitchen, and the cooks are all unconscious! Perhaps..."
Yu Ling stood up: "I'm going out for a walk. Call me when you've served the food."
If we stay any longer, we probably won't get to eat.
He finally understood why the original owner's refrigerator was full of fast food.
Sure enough, after Yu Ling "washed her hands" with a tap that was dry in the bathroom, the dishes were served again.
So you mean you can only make it if he doesn't order it?
"Teacher Han, we absolutely did not mean to tease you!" A group of aspiring performers were almost in tears. What was going on? Why could they perform one minute and not the next? They didn't even know the hotel owner!
"Alright, stop staring at me like that. You all look so stupid, aren't you embarrassed? Don't you have eyes? Let's eat and chat! Did you tell me the plans for tonight? Don't you know that an artist's time is very precious?"
Yu Ling had no choice but to act as a peacemaker herself, but she couldn't be too polite either.
Otherwise, I'm afraid that none of you here will be able to get a hot meal for a while.
"Yes, yes, everyone, let's eat! I'll start by toasting you!"
Yu Ling raised her cup to return it.
...
The bottom of the cup is leaking.
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