Korean entertainment: I can steal the luck of celebrities with bad records.

Director Park Young-soo was the first to rush onto the runway, and the others hurriedly dropped what they were doing and surrounded him.

Lin Puzhi also went over to watch the excitement.

He looked at Choi Siwon's disheveled appearance sprawled on the floor, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This wasn't the effect he wanted—he had only intended to cause the man a little trouble, like making him slip and fall off the stage.

Unexpectedly, the "Fate Stealing" skill was so effective that it directly led people into a trap.

The staff hurriedly pulled him up. Choi Siwon maintained a polite smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay," but a layer of cold sweat had already seeped out from his forehead.

"Quickly call the medical staff over!" Park Young-soo commanded.

The crew's on-call medical staff jogged over, squatted down to examine the patient for a while, and then looked up and said, "There are no external injuries, but the knee is swollen. It's best to go to the hospital for an X-ray."

Park Young-soo didn't look well.

Choi Siwon is the male lead, and his schedule is packed; every day he misses a day's worth of filming costs him money. But given his condition, we can't expect him to continue filming while he's limping.

"Siwon, go to the hospital for a check-up first." Park Young-soo patted his shoulder. "Rest today."

Choi Siwon was helped away by his assistant, and before leaving, he bowed to the staff to apologize.

Lin Puzhi stood with his staff and also received a bow of apology from him.

Choi Siwon's information reappeared on the system panel.

【Choi Siwon | Villain, Disqualified Privilege Holder | Misfortune Value: 19% (Countdown 3 minutes 12 seconds)】

'This bad luck value is still there,' Lin Puzhi thought to himself.

The luck-stealing effect is still ongoing. The target may still encounter minor misfortunes for the remainder of the time.

"Won't something happen to him on his way to the hospital?"

The system did not respond.

Lin Puzhi didn't care. He looked away and noticed that there was another person standing by the catwalk.

Choi Sulli.

She was still wearing her wedding dress, but the pink scarf was long gone, revealing her fair collarbone and slender neck. The makeup artist had given her light makeup, with peach-colored lips that made her still slightly chubby face look even more radiant.

But her current expression isn't that of a "human peach".

It was a frightened little bird.

She stood there, her fingers gripping the hem of her wedding dress, her knuckles turning white. The staff around her were busy cleaning up the mess, and no one noticed her.

"Are you alright?"

Lin Puzhi walked over, speaking very softly.

Sulli snapped out of her daze and shook her head: "It's nothing... I was just startled."

Her voice trembled slightly as she said this.

"Senior Siwon..." she hesitated for a moment, "...he should be alright, right?"

"It's just a fall, I won't die," Lin Puzhi said casually.

Choi Sulli paused for a moment, then couldn't help but smile. She wanted to laugh but felt it wasn't appropriate, so she pursed her lips, but her dimples were already impossible to hide.

"How can you talk like that?" she whispered. "People will scold you if they hear you."

"I'm not from your company, so who's insulting me?"

Choi Sulli tilted her head and thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

At this moment, her agent rushed over, looked her up and down to make sure the goods were undamaged, then breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her away.

"Wait a minute." Choi Sulli broke free from her manager's hand and quickly walked up to Lim Pak-ji.

She took her phone from her agent, pressed a few buttons with her head down, and then handed it to Lin Puzhi.

The screen displays a Cyworld account name.

"Let's add each other as friends," she said quickly, glancing at her manager. "This is a secondary account; your manager doesn't know about it."

Without hesitation, Lin Puzhi took out his phone and added the friend.

The other party has added you as a friend.

"Lin...Park...Chi." Choi Sulli looked at his contact name, read it aloud, and said, "Okay, I'll remember it."

She put her phone away, waved at him, and was pulled away by her agent.

After walking a few steps, she turned back and mouthed "Contact me" to him.

Lin Puzhi watched her figure disappear through the door of the dressing room.

He glanced down at his phone; a new message popped up on Cyworld.

【Peach: Thank you for chatting with me today~\(≥▽≤)/~】

He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket.

Sulli's fashion show ended early due to Choi Siwon's injury.

Lin Puzhi changed back into his own clothes and was about to leave when he bumped into a familiar figure in the corridor.

Park Han-byul.

She was wearing a camel coat, holding a hot Americano, and leaning against the wall reading a script. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and paused, startled.

"Lin Puzhi?"

"Hello." Lin Puzhi nodded in greeting.

The two had met before on the set of "Will It Snow for Christmas?", when she went to visit Han Ye-seul.

They were acquaintances who only nodded to each other.

"What are you doing here?" Park Han-byul asked, somewhat surprised.

"Just a cameo as a model, walking a few steps is all it takes," Lin Puzhi said. "What about you?"

"I'm the second female lead." Park Han-byul waved the script in her hand, "I play the male lead's ex-girlfriend, and I'll appear in the next episode."

"Were you on set just now?" Park Han-byul asked. "I heard Choi Si-won fell?"

"Yes, the wooden planks on the runway came loose and fell into a hole."

Is it serious?

"My knee is swollen, so I went to the hospital."

Park Han-byul clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Then today's shoot is ruined. Director Park must be heartbroken; he already went over budget."

The two had only exchanged a few words when the crisp sound of high heels echoed from the end of the corridor.

The two of them turned to look at the same time.

A woman is walking this way.

She was wearing a long black down jacket with the hood pulled low, covering most of her face, but even so, Lin Puzhi still recognized her.

Han Ye-seul.

Han Ye-seul walked closer, took off her hat, revealing a face so exquisite it was almost aggressive.

She first smiled at Park Han-sung, then her gaze fell on Lim Pak-ji.

Why are you here?

Why can't I be here?

"You shouldn't have come here."

Lin Puzhi had a bad feeling.

"A Korean star, huh?" Han Ye-seul tilted her head, her gaze still fixed on Lim Pak-ji. "How's your relationship with your boyfriend lately?"

"Why ask that? My boyfriend and I are in the same relationship as before, and we're doing great," Park Han-byul replied.

Did you hear me?

Lin Puzhi: "..."

It seems he has been misunderstood.

"I heard you."

"Fine." Han Ye-seul shrugged, but her expression clearly said, "I understand, I won't say anything."

Han Ye-seul walked over to Park Han-byul and naturally took her arm. "Come on, let's go get some coffee. It's freezing outside."

After saying that, she pulled Park Han-byul away.

As he left, he kept turning back to stare at Lin Puzhi.

Those eyes clearly said: You better be telling the truth, or I'll be watching you.

Lin Puzhi smiled and didn't offer any explanation.

Time will prove everything.

I am not Cao Cao.