After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 22 Skynet is restored
At the same time, in the dressing room of the film and television base, Sang Shuwan was sitting on a comfortable sofa, surrounded by various exquisite cosmetics and fashionable clothes, but she had no intention of paying attention to these at the moment. She held a mobile phone in her hand and chatted with Alice, the president of the entertainment company, with her eyes full of trust and dependence. Her fingers tapped lightly on the screen, and every character was like an arrow of revenge she shot, "Dear Alice, Lin Juanying is doing something again. She thought she could do something to me by colluding with a director. She is so naive. I am ready and will never let her succeed."

Alice quickly replied, "Don't worry, honey. With me here, she can't make any big waves. Just follow your plan and tell me when you need my help."

Sang Shuwan looked at the message sent by Alice, and a warm current surged in her heart. That warm current was like the sunshine in spring, dispelling the haze in her heart. "Well, Alice, you are so kind. When I solve this matter, I will definitely thank you very much."

After sending the message, Sang Shuwan picked up a carefully organized folder. The folder was like a book full of sins, filled with all the bad deeds and black materials of Lin Juanying in the entertainment industry over the years. She carefully flipped through the pages one by one, and the expression on her face kept changing with the changes in the content of the information. When she saw the interview reports that Lin Juanying had stabbed her in the back, a trace of pain and anger flashed in her eyes. The pain was like a torn heart dripping with blood, and the anger was like a burning flame burning in her chest, but it was soon replaced by determination. "Lin Juanying, I will make you pay double for everything you did to me back then." Sang Shuwan whispered to herself, her voice was soft but full of power. She carefully put the information away, put it in her bag, stood up, and tidied her clothes. Although the clothes were simple, they exuded a kind of nobility and confidence. She took a deep breath and prepared to meet the upcoming challenges, like a warrior about to go to the battlefield.

The next day, the sun shone brightly in every corner of the studio, and the studio was busy. The props crew was busy moving all kinds of props, the camera crew was adjusting the expensive camera equipment, and the actors were rehearsing their lines carefully. Lin Juanying was wearing a dress that looked fashionable but was actually gaudy. She was wearing a colorful belly-exposing top that looked like a strange outfit made of various colored fabrics, paired with a super short leather skirt that tightly wrapped around her hips, and she swung as she walked. With a smug smile on her face, like a clown with victory in his hands, she swaggered into the studio. She saw Sang Shuwan standing in the corner at a glance. At this time, Sang Shuwan was being ignored intentionally or unintentionally by some staff and actors who did not know the truth.

On the third day, Lin Juanying was secretly proud of herself. She deliberately twisted her waist, which swayed left and right like a willow branch in the wind. She walked up to Sang Shuwan and said sarcastically, "Hey, isn't this our big star? Why is no one around you today? Have you fallen out of favor?" Her voice was sharp and piercing, like the sound of breaking glass.

Sang Shuwan raised her head and looked at Lin Juanying with cold eyes. Her eyes were like the glaciers in the Arctic, cold and hard, without the slightest fear. "Lin Juanying, don't be too proud too soon. Your good days are almost over." Her voice was calm and firm, like the surging undercurrent beneath the calm sea.

Lin Juanying snorted disdainfully, "Hmph, just you? You think you can beat me? I have the director's support behind me." She crossed her arms over her chest, and her breasts stood proudly like two towering mountains.

Sang Shuwan sneered and ignored her, turning around to prepare for her own filming. Her back was straight and firm, like a pine tree, not afraid of any wind and rain.

The day's filming was intense and busy, and the actors were working hard to interpret their roles. Under the scorching lights, the actors were sweating profusely, but they still performed every action and recited every line seriously. Finally, the filming was over and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Shuwan was about to leave the set when the director suddenly came over and blocked her way. The director had a greasy smile on his face, which was like a layer of lard on his face, and his eyes were full of ill intentions. "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Sang Shuwan was alert. She frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness in her eyes, but she still followed the director to a remote office. The office was dimly lit, with only a dim desk lamp emitting a faint light. There were some messy documents and props placed around. The director closed the office door, then walked to Sang Shuwan and deliberately approached her. He exuded a pungent smell of alcohol and perfume, which was like a mixture of rotten flowers and stinking ditches, which was disgusting. "Do you know that you have caused me a lot of trouble recently?"

Sang Shuwan frowned and took a step back, putting some distance between herself and the director. Her body trembled slightly, like a frightened deer. "Director, I don't understand what you mean. I have been filming seriously and have not done anything to let the crew down."

The director sneered, and that laugh was like the cry of a night owl, "You are still pretending to be innocent. Lin Juanying told me that you deliberately put drugs in her coffee to make her look bad. Your behavior is immoral and violates the crew's regulations."

Sang Shuwan was startled, but quickly calmed down. She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm. "Director, don't listen to Lin Juanying's one-sided words. She is framing me, and I have evidence to prove my innocence."

The director did not listen to Sang Shuwan's explanation. He approached Sang Shuwan step by step. His fat body was like a moving hill, and his eyes revealed greed and desire. "I don't care whether you have evidence or not. Now I will give you a chance. If you can admit your mistake to Lin Juanying and agree to go on a trip with me, I can forgive you and arrange a better role for you. In this entertainment industry, you have to know the current situation in order to have a better development." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Sang Shuwan's shoulder. Sang Shuwan was filled with anger and disgust. She pushed the director away with force, and the force was like the impact of a volcanic eruption. "Don't dream! Your behavior is illegal, and I will never agree to your request."

After being pushed away by Sang Shuwan, the director was furious and his face turned red like a cooked crab. "You ungrateful little girl, do you think you can survive in this entertainment industry? Without my support, you are nothing."

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Lin Juanying walked in with a mobile phone in her hand. She had a smug smile on her face, like a fox that had succeeded. "Hey, what's going on? Are you arguing?" It turned out that Lin Juanying had been eavesdropping outside the door, and took the opportunity to take a picture of Sang Shuwan pushing the director away. She wanted to take this opportunity to get Sang Shuwan involved in a scandal again, so she had hired a large number of internet trolls, ready to spread rumors on the Internet.

When Sang Shuwan saw Lin Juanying, she understood everything. She looked at Lin Juanying coldly, her eyes like the gaze of death, "Do you think your conspiracy can succeed? I knew you would do this."

Lin Juanying was shocked. She didn't expect Sang Shuwan to be on guard. But she quickly calmed down, "Humph, what evidence do you have? People will only believe what I see."

Sang Shuwan calmly took out her cell phone from her bag. The cell phone was like her sword of justice. She played a recording of the conversation between Lin Juanying and the director in the restaurant about framing her. "Listen to what this is? This is the conspiracy between you and the director."

Lin Juanying and the director turned pale when they heard the recording. They didn't expect that their plan would be discovered by Sang Shuwan and recorded.

"You...how do you have this?" Lin Juanying asked tremblingly, her body shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Sang Shuwan sneered, "This is called the vast net of heaven, nothing can escape it. Do you think you can do whatever you want in the entertainment industry? Sooner or later, everything you do will be exposed."

After that, Sang Shuwan took out his phone and sent a message to Alice: "Dear, it's done, you can start."

Alice replied: "Okay, baby, I will arrange for someone to handle the follow-up matters immediately. Just wait and see what happens to them."

Sang Shuwan turned and left the office, her steps light and firm, like a triumphant hero. Lin Juanying and the director were left standing there, terrified and at a loss. They knew that their future had been completely ruined by this conspiracy, and Sang Shuwan would continue to move forward in the entertainment industry, using her own strength and wisdom to write her own glorious chapter, and let those who had betrayed and hurt her get the punishment they deserved.

In the days that followed, the entertainment industry was in uproar. The scandal between Lin Juanying and the director was like a bombshell, which quickly exploded on major media and social platforms. On the Internet, netizens condemned and despised their behavior, and various critical remarks came like a tide.

(End of this chapter)