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Chapter 135 He targeted himself and got himself killed.
The message had just been sent when a call suddenly popped up on my phone; it was Yang Jingmo calling.

The ginger is connected.

“Lili, I’ve contacted another dialogue coach at Diying Film Studio. It’s all arranged. In my opinion, he’s more skilled than Xie Zhongzhe, but because of his ordinary background, he’s not as famous as Xie Zhongzhe. I’ll send you his contact information.” Yang Jingmo addressed the issue directly, without a single superfluous word. “This coach can go to Tianyao anytime.”

Jiang Li said, "Okay, thank you, Sister Jingmo."

Yang Jingmo smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite with me?"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Li sent Gao Zheng the contact information, saying, "You should invite him personally, and remember to pay him a higher fee per class hour."

This teacher's WeChat name is their real name.

“Wei Lan. I know this teacher. His classes have a good reputation and are inexpensive. He is very friendly to young actors, but he doesn’t have the same celebrity effect as Xie Zhongzhe.” Cheng Sijun said, “When we were planning to open a dialogue class, the teachers were chosen by vote. Wei Lan got very few votes, while Xie Zhongzhe got all the votes.”

The entertainment industry is inherently a stage for vying for fame and fortune.

Moreover, the surname Xie is enough for those who take Xie Zhongzhe's classes to boast about.

Jiang Li narrowed his fox-like eyes. "Isn't reputation something that's built up?"

Does Wei Lan lack connections?
……

Xie Zhongzhe pushed open the principal's office door and called out, "Old Zhang, have the qualification review results from Zhongzhou come out yet?"

Zhang Min stared at the computer screen. "It's out."

Xie Zhongzhe attaches great importance to this trip to the Central Asia International Film Exchange Conference, seeing it as a great opportunity to enhance his prestige and increase his market value.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, his voice brimming with anticipation, "Around when will the invitation arrive?"

Zhang Min suddenly looked at him, his brows furrowed.

Xie Zhongzhe met his gaze and paused, "What's with that expression?"

Zhang Min pursed his lips. "It didn't pass."

After a two-second silence, Xie Zhongzhe gave a disbelieving sneer, "How could that be!"

Zhang Min didn't speak, he just looked at him calmly.

Xie Zhongzhe's expression slowly changed. He suddenly stood up, walked around the desk to the computer.

When he saw the red stamp indicating "Not Passed" at the bottom of his carefully prepared and confident documents, his expression changed drastically.

"What's going on?!" Xie Zhongzhe questioned angrily.

Zhang Min also found it unbelievable. He continued, "The Central Continent Film Association rejected you, but extended an invitation to Wei Lan, who hadn't even submitted any review materials."

"What did you say?!" Xie Zhongzhe's face turned ashen. "On what grounds?!"

……

Qin Yichen came downstairs holding his phone; the game was loading.

Shen Yu was seen entering from outside.

"Why are you here?" His brother was doing an experiment in the back today, so Shen Yu had the day off.

Shen Yu walked out from the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water. "It's all because of my old man. He called me to the study early this morning and nagged me for two hours. He told me to persuade Master Xiao not to waste his energy and time on a useless woman and to understand the responsibilities he has."

Qin Yichen chuckled, "Only a useless man needs a woman to fulfill his responsibilities. Capable men don't rely on marriage alliances."

"Second Young Master is right." Shen Yu gave a thumbs up, then sighed, "I came here because I couldn't stand it."

Qin Yichen sighed, "I really don't understand. What's wrong with Jiang Li? The Qin, Wen, Xie, and Feng families sent quite a few people to Master Rong's embroidery class, but were any of them selected? If she's completely useless, those socialites should just jump off buildings and commit suicide."

Shen Yu smiled and leaned back on the sofa. "That's not the point. The point is how powerful the Qin family's secret letter is. Second Young Master, you should know better than me."

Qin Yichen shrugged, "Anyway, my dad can't get involved in the 'Like a Dream' production team now, and he can't do anything to Jiang Li."

Shen Yu raised an eyebrow. "Tianyao originally invited Xie Zhongzhe to give a speech lesson, but Xie Zhongzhe stood Tianyao up. Do you still think the Qin family's secret letter can't do anything to Jiang Li?"

"Damn it!" Qin Yichen stopped playing the game. "Do we have to play this dirty game and involve so many people?"

Although Tianyao isn't a big company, it still has so many employees and aspiring artists.

Are they really treating living people like NPCs?
"How is Tianyao doing now?" A low, cold voice echoed in the hall.

Qin Yichen and Shen Yu turned around.

Qin Yexiao walked in through the glass door at the other end, his face gloomy and his aura cold.

Shen Yu received the message from Qin Shan just before entering the room, and it was resolved very quickly.

"It's all taken care of. Yang Jingmo helped introduce a teacher named Wei Lan."

As Shen Yu spoke, he gave a playful smile, "The rather abstract part of this whole thing is that Xie Zhongzhe was going through the approval process for the Central Continent Film Exchange Conference these past few days, and because of this incident, his trip to Central Continent has been canceled."

Qin Yichen: "Huh?"

Shen Yu continued, "I heard that Zhongzhou found out about this and said that Xie Zhongzhe completely disrespected the craftsmanship of filmmakers, lacked the professional ethics of a teacher, and had no sense of contract. He broke the contract without cause and the insults were particularly harsh. Xie Zhongzhe has been permanently blacklisted by the Zhongzhou Film Association, and then the conference directly gave the invitation to Wei Lan."

Qin Yichen's eyes widened as he listened, and he exclaimed in shock, "Are all filmmakers in Zhongzhou this righteous?!"

Isn't it all about background and resources these days?
The Xie family, with their powerful background, targeted the vulnerable Jiang Li, only to end up destroying themselves.
"What was the Xie family's reaction?" Qin Yichen asked.

Shen Yu said, "The Xie family had the same reaction as you, thinking it was a coincidence."

Shen Yu looked at Qin Yexiao, "Brother Xiao, do you think this was deliberate or a coincidence?"

Although the reason given by the Central Continent Film Association is ridiculously righteous and has nothing to do with Jiang Li, is it really unrelated?

Qin Yexiao smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "You've provoked someone you shouldn't have. This price is too light."

The man's tone was indifferent, but the murderous aura in his eyes was like a cold blade slicing across the skin, sending chills down one's spine.

Qin Shan felt that if his master were to handle this, these people would die a thousand times over.

Qin Yichen understood; it was Jiang Ligan.

He asked in surprise, "But what exactly is Jiang Li's identity? How can he order people around in Zhongzhou around so easily?" Shen Yu found Jiang Li to be more interesting than he had imagined, and he figured it wouldn't be easy to find out Jiang Li's identity.

However, this matter is not in such a hurry, there are other things to do.

Shen Yu asked, "Master Xiao, what should we do with the secret letter from the Qin family?"

The Hsieh Chung-che incident is just the beginning.

Shen Yu looked at Qin Yexiao.

The man leaned back into the sofa, a hint of mockery appearing in his dark eyes, and said coldly, "What is the Qin family's secret letter compared to her?"

In the past, Shen Yu and Qin Yichen would have been worried if Jiang Li had faced the Qin family, but not at all now.

Even without them, with the power Jiang Li is currently displaying, she can easily get whatever she wants.

Anyone who's foolish enough to provoke her and gets shot themselves might as well cry out in pain.

……

After finishing my acting class.

Jiang Li stood at the elevator entrance waiting for the elevator, one hand in her pocket, replying to a bunch of messages on her phone.

"Miss Jiang."

Jiang Li turned her head, and Wei Lan walked over. She nodded politely, "Teacher Wei."

Wei Lan looked at her and simply said, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Li said, "You deserve it."

Wei Lan had just received a message from the principal that the Central Continent International Film Exchange Conference had extended an invitation to him.

This is a great honor.

He came from a poor background, and at international exchange conferences like this, the participants were all members of privileged families, so ordinary people like him had no chance at all.

He's not stupid, so he got into the Beijing Film Academy.

He quickly figured out why he would be chosen for such a good opportunity.

Moreover, the person with the background who can directly suppress the Xie family must have even greater power than the Xie family.

Wei Lan couldn't help but ask, "Miss Jiang, may I ask why so many people in Beicheng are targeting you?"

Shouldn't someone with such a powerful background be someone that all the major families try to curry favor with?

Ordinary people like him, if they are too outstanding, will be suppressed and targeted by the children of prestigious families.

Jiang Li turned her head slightly, a smile appearing on her face. "Teacher Wei, there are many people in this world who are targeting me. If I waste my time on these people, I think I wouldn't have to do anything every day. I don't need to waste my time and energy on these people with underdeveloped minds."

Wei Lan: "..."

"Immature thinking... isn't that just calling these people crazy?"

Miss Jiang, your choice of words is so polite and courteous...

“Teacher Wei, if you keep your head down for too long, you'll never be able to lift it up again.” Jiang Li smiled, looked into his eyes, and said, “Why should you give up what you want, what you have the ability to obtain, to someone less capable than yourself? Just because of his status and background? Where is his backbone?”

"How will you know you can't win if you don't try? Right?"

After Jiang Li finished speaking, she raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.

Wei Lan stared at her blankly.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and Jiang Li withdrew her gaze and stepped inside.

Wei Lan followed her in, stood beside her, and gazed at her beautiful yet sharp profile, her breath rising and falling slightly.

I've lived like this for over twenty years, so why am I suddenly so aroused by a girl in her early twenties?
Wei Lan realized it.

Jiang Li is very vengeful and enjoys taking what others have and resorting to violence to stop violence.

But he is actually the biggest beneficiary.

Jiang Li's additional words imply that as long as he is strong enough, Jiang Li will be his backer.

He lowered his head and said solemnly, "I will not waste the opportunity Miss Jiang has given me."

Jiang Li curled her lips into a smile.

……

After leaving Tianyao, I had a lot of messages on my phone.

"It's such a small matter, do you really need me to come and handle it personally?"

Jiang Li: [No matter how small the matter, it doesn't matter. I was once subordinate to others, helpless and alone, and received a lot of help. Now that I am in a position of power, I will also help everyone who is vulnerable and alone.]

A few seconds later, someone replied, seemingly having finished joking: "You're not just above others, you're the backdrop for everyone else to bow down in submission."

The dappled light and shadow outside the car window flashed in Jiang Li's eyes, her pupils were dark and deep.

She gave a barely perceptible, almost mocking, smirk, and typed: "Yes, what doesn't kill me makes me stronger."

Over there: [That girl surnamed Gu, though young, has an unparalleled understanding of psychology, comparable to a master. There's definitely a reason she's expensive.]

The tragic orphan girl, who once despised herself to the extreme and longed for death, grew wildly after a bloody calamity.

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[Author's Note: Thank you for your support.]

"What doesn't kill me makes me stronger" is a quote from Friedrich Nietzsche's *Twilight of the Idols*.

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