The Rebirth of a Diva

Episode 27's

Xia Ling had attended many music ceremonies before and was well aware of the distribution of the makeup artists. The number of people around Xia Yu clearly exceeded the quota for each person. However, Xia Yu was not entirely to blame for this situation. Every year, many makeup artists will volunteer to help makeup artists from top performers, hoping to reduce their popularity. Even if it just helps to do something small, they can still say that they have "done makeup for this and that", she said", it is easy to fool people who do not know how to work in the industry.

What was unexpected was that there would be so much commotion around Xia Yu, who was a new singer in the industry.

Hua Xue pleaded. "But Ken is the makeup artist assigned to me. Other makeup artists have their own hairdressers who are their responsibility. Even if I wanted to find someone else now, I wouldn't be able to."

At the sight of the entire group still blocking the corridor, Wei Shaoyin's impatience was clearly visible on his face. She told Xia Ling, "Xiao Ling, take her to my makeup artist and finish her makeup."

In the days leading up to the ceremony, Wei Shaoyin and Xia Ling had spent a lot of time together. Therefore, he no longer called her Ye Xingling but instead called her by her nickname, Xiao Ling. This nickname made him recall the memories of an unhappy past. He had tried to raise his objection to the nickname. Luo Luo and everyone called her Xingling, why did she insist on calling her Xiao Ling?

Wei Shaoyin said that for some reason he felt Xiao Ling was more suitable for him than Xingling.

Xia Ling was silent. He thought inwardly that this man had the instincts of a savage beast and was a. .hmmm, a music producer who could touch souls.

Now, this soul-touching music producer had just thrown another matter at him. Upon hearing Wei Shaoyin's voice, Chu Chen suddenly turned to look at them, his gaze only stopping to look at Wei Shaoyin for a split second before turning to look at him.

Xia Ling knew that this was because he had heard the name "Xiao Ling". In his past life, everyone close to him would call him the same.

He sighed in his heart but stared straight at Chu Chen outside. Even if her acting was not on the same level as the award-winning top actress, it was still enough to deal with this situation. Their gazes met in the air for a moment, and then Chu Chen first frowned before his facial expression was replaced with disdain and disgust.

He had spent a lot of time with Chu Chen over the years and could now guess what was flowing in his mind. He may feel that he is too low-key to share the same name as the former Imperial Entertainment money spinner. Xia Ling may have died, but her identity and status were still intact. Lowering Xia Ling's class would also bring down Chu Chen's class, who was her manager of – Hmph, she had never tried to guess people from such a point of view before. After dying, he could read more things and become more realistic.

He turned his gaze away from Chu Chen, bowed and extended his hand to Hua Xue, "Hua Jie, let me help you. I'll take you to put your makeup on."

Although this was the first time Wei Shaoyin had attended the ceremony, with his reputation as a top-class producer, no broadcast station dared to treat him badly. As a result, the makeup artist assigned to her was also considered one of the best in the industry and did not care to suck up one of the popular artists. At this moment, she was resting, and after hearing Xia Ling explain Hua Xue's predicament, she immediately started to apply makeup.

Hua Xue was very grateful to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling felt sorry for Hua Xue. When she first debuted, Hua Xue was the most popular singer back then. Who would have thought that he would be in trouble today?

However, if it was Xia Ling before, she wouldn't be so empathetic – the path to fame then too smooth. When she heard the news about Hua Xue's husband losing all his money due to gambling, she sneered at Hua Xue in her heart, thinking that she knew nothing and was willing to marry a useless man. He just had to blame himself and was not worthy of any pity.

Who would have thought that Xia Ling was even more unconcerned than Hua Xue?

Who would have thought that Xia Ling was even more unconcerned than Hua Xue?

She wore a frilled scarf on Hua Xue's shoulder to cover up the bruises that had started to form as she was pushed out of the dressing room earlier. When Chu Chen was his manager, he had done things in a conspicuous manner, but he never felt that he was too cruel or too much. Now, he clearly understood why so many people in the industry hated him back then.

Hua Xue thanked him as she left in complete makeup.

Xia Ling and the makeup artist were postponed to Wei Shaoyin's personal makeup room and started helping her with makeup.

Wei Shaoyin had changed into a black shirt of snake skin with indistinct prints, with pants of the same color scheme. He was tall and thin, with firm proportions, able to take off any clothes easily.

Xia Ling commented. "Isn't that just a little skin-colored base at the bottom of your pants? I don't think it's noticeable even if you've put a magnifying glass to it. Do you really need to get back in the car to get a new change of clothes? "

He would usually bring a few sets of clothes and change whenever he felt a little unhappy with it.

Xia Ling did not know how to respond.

Clearly, she blamed Imperial Entertainment for both the "United with Feng Kun" fan chants and the commotion outside Xia Yu's makeup room that caused her to gain a foundation in her suit.

Clearly, she blamed Imperial Entertainment for both the "United with Feng Kun" fan chants and the commotion outside Xia Yu's makeup room that caused her to gain a foundation in her suit.

Wei Shaoyin got up and headed to the recording studio after her makeup was done.

Xia Ling remained in the dressing room curled up on the small sofa in the room, bored. He watched the live broadcast cupping a glass of lemon water in his hand.

The TV screen showed what was happening in the recording studio. Artists of different styles would take the stage one after another, using all kinds of techniques and methods, like a peacock with its tail feathers in full view. He understands their mentality. Those who are still struggling to be known will give everything to get recognition, while those who are notoriously afraid of being overshadowed by others.

The competition is full and busy.

Wei Shaoyin sat gracefully on the VIP panel with the other two big names in the industry, commenting on the show. He was in a bad mood today and did not say much, just sitting there with a cold expression that no one could read. But he won a lot of fans. On the small screen at the bottom of the TV screen that shows text messages from audiences outside the studio, the name is called by increasing frequency.

He squinted his eyes for a momentary message but soon felt bored.

Each year the music show will have several segments in common. Live performances, live interviews, extensive overview of important events of the year, some small games. . . He had been a participant for many years and knew it all. He was impressed with his own patience for still being able to sit and watch the show for so long.

Waking up, he poured himself a cup of lemon water.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar tone coming out from the screen.

Waking up, he poured himself a cup of lemon water.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar tone coming out from the screen.

His hand that grabbed the glass stopped in the middle of the road. He turned to look at the screen. This . . .

Xia Yu's debut single and MV. Tonight is the first release.

Xia Yu on the screen was beautiful and beautiful, wearing a golden and silver fur coat, singing an alluring melody in the flurry of stage lights. His voice followed the rounds and rounds of the song, grand and intricate, riveting but very challenging. It was unclear how much effort Xia Yu had put into being able to sing this song well.

Xia Ling frowned, looking at the bottom left corner of the screen.

Under the catchy title track and the name of the singer are the names of the songwriter, lyricist, and producer. As expected, Xia Yu's debut song was produced by Feng Kun like the rumors outside suggested.

That's the classic Feng Kun style. He was only looking for extremities, no matter how difficult the song was to sing. There is an aura of arrogance and a lack of concern for others.

In the past, Xia Ling had no difficulty singing Feng Kun's songs. Now that Xia Yu was singing those songs, she couldn't help but worry. This child did not have the same foundation he had for going through countless classes. He suddenly broke into the industry and had a weak disposition, lacking in skill and stamina. How could he handle Feng Kun's songs?

He laughed at himself while remembering everything that happened. Why should he be worried? In her past life, she had been taking care of Xia Yu for half her life, only to be repaid with betrayals and conspiracies. Born again in the bodies of others, they are no longer sisters. They are strangers in this life.

Gripping tightly onto the warm lemon water cup in her hand, Xia Ling curled herself back onto the small sofa.