nucmednet Chapter 1 Crossing
Chapter 1 Crossing
"Sister Zhao, could you please ask for an extra chicken leg since I'm injured?"
"Xia, as a public figure and as your agent, I need to constantly remind you to maintain your weight. Besides, you are a patient and cannot eat oily or greasy food."
"But I've been eating nothing but watery millet porridge for a week now, so please have pity on the child!" The stomach surprisingly rumbled in response.
The faint protests were unusually loud in the quiet ward.
The two people stared at each other, their eyes wide open.
Agent Zhao was defeated; in the end, she couldn't withstand the pale face and pitiful eyes of the girl lying on the hospital bed with her head wrapped in gauze.
Take a small, skinless chicken leg from your own lunchbox and place it in the other person's bowl.
The moment the chopsticks left the food, the other person swiftly stuffed the chicken leg into their mouth, nodding as they ate, looking like they'd hit the jackpot, not at all like a patient.
This made Sister Zhao sigh, and she turned her gaze away from the patient and looked out the window.
Who would have thought that just by going back to her hometown for a day, the crew would take care of actress Ling Xia and get her to the hospital?
Although there was no danger to my life, I was still shocked when I received the call! It's one thing for an artist to be injured.
After quickly finishing up things at home, I rushed back overnight.
When they arrived at the hospital, they saw their artist lying quietly in a hospital bed with a bandage on her head, with only a strange female caregiver taking care of her. The caregiver was hired by the production crew.
As for why he doesn't have an assistant by his side, it's because a nobody like him doesn't deserve one.
Knowing they were in the wrong, the production crew bought a lot of nutritional supplements and arranged a private ward with professional caregivers.
Seeing that her artist was alright, Sister Zhao was relieved.
They immediately inquired with the crew about the situation.
It is said that the crew was preparing to shoot a night scene, and many staff members were temporarily assigned to help install lighting.
One of the male stagehands slipped while installing the light and dropped it, hitting a pedestrian with a "thud".
That passerby was none other than her artist, Ling Xia.
Xia fainted immediately, which terrified the timid male stagehand.
The male stagehand tripped on the corner of the ladder while rushing down, fell onto a broken light bulb, cut his hand, and bled all over Jin Xia's face.
When the staff noticed the incident, they were shocked by the blood and gore, and the crew was thrown into a panic, creating quite a commotion.
The next day, it was reported by some unscrupulous paparazzi: "An unknown film crew carried out a bloodied person late at night. Is it a moral decline or a distortion of capitalism?" It became a trending topic on Weibo that day.
The director of "A Rare Good Time" is someone who has seen a lot.
Faced with the sudden accident at the theater, he decisively ordered the staff to take Ling Xia to the hospital, and immediately notified Ling Xia's agent to pay the fees and prepare a private room, among other things.
After investigation, it was found that Ling Xia had only suffered a mild concussion, which put the production team at ease.
Sister Zhao felt a headache coming on. Her own artists were all good-looking and had great figures, but they were just destined to clash with her.
Three years ago, I decided to sign her as my first artist after just one glance at her.
It can be said that she was blessed with natural talent; she stood out from a group of young actresses during auditions because of her beauty and landed her first film role.
As a result, the male lead went to jail for committing a crime, the movie couldn't be released, and the investors suffered heavy losses.
Two years ago, she played an important supporting role in a fantasy drama. The female lead's face collapsed because of plastic surgery, and she was constantly trending on social media. The drama was finished filming, but it still hasn't been sold and is still being shelved.
Later, all sorts of things happened to the film crews that Xia participated in. Although the dramas were never broadcast, she still received her salary, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
It can only be said that a small fire depends on praise, while a big fire depends on fate—truly a wise saying.
Now that I've finally been cast in a campus drama, I've been hit by a car and suffered a concussion, spending a week in the hospital.
All I can say is that after three years in the industry, he's still an ordinary person upon his return.
Nobody recognizes you, so who can you blame?
Today, the group name on my phone was changed from "Ling Xia Chong Chong Chong" to "18th-tier artist team" by Ling Xia.
There are 3 people in the group: driver Mr. Li, patient Ling Xia, and myself. It's a very simple and rudimentary workshop.
Master Li: ?
Sister Zhao: ?
Ling Xia: Struggle.jpg
I once suspected that my artist had been hit on the nerve, and if it weren't for the mole (mark) on her neck, I wouldn't have recognized her.
Thinking about this made the food in my hand lose its appeal.
Sister Zhao suddenly felt a chill run down her spine from the intense gaze.
Sister Zhao turned her head and saw a pair of innocent big eyes staring at her. When she turned her head back, her gaze fell on the chicken leg in the lunchbox.
Seeing their own artist swallow hard.
A flock of crows flew overhead, cawing loudly.
Are you really that hungry?
Despite those gazes, Sister Zhao cleared her throat and said, "The assistant director of the 'Rare Good Times' crew just came by while you were sleeping. They told you to take good care of your injury before going to the filming location."
"To express the crew's apology, the director introduced you to a variety show and gave you a different role with a few lines."
“I took a look, and it’s very promising. It’s a variety show that’s going to be broadcast on a major network, and it coincides perfectly with your web series filming schedule, so I’ll take it on for you.”
Oh, the original character didn't even have any lines. Director, your enthusiasm has backfired.
"This can be considered a blessing in disguise."
Knowing that Sister Zhao wouldn't give her any more chicken legs, Ling Xia closed her eyes dejectedly and lay down on the hospital bed like a salted fish.
After giving Lingxia a long list of instructions, Sister Zhao saw that Lingxia was tired, said "Take a good rest," and then walked out of the ward with her small bag.
The ward was quiet. After a while, the person on the bed opened their eyes. There was no sign of fatigue in their eyes; they were darting around.
Ling Xia felt that God had played a huge joke on her.
She transmigrated into this body a week ago, and her real name is also Ling Xia.
Before transmigrating, I was a dutiful office worker earning a little over 3000 yuan a month. My parents were still alive, and I had a close relationship with my siblings. However, I was still single in my thirties and was often nagged by my parents.
He was supposed to live an ordinary life, but who would have thought that a car would suddenly go out of control and crash into him while he was crossing the road?
Suddenly everything went black, and when I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed.
I felt weak all over and my head was foggy.
All that could be heard outside were people talking to each other: "Quickly notify Ling Xia's agent, this is no joke."
broker?
Is there a film crew shooting here?
I drifted off to sleep again in a daze.
After lying in the hospital for a full week, when I regained consciousness, my manager, Sister Zhao, who exuded an air of sophistication, was right beside me.
Having absorbed the original owner's memories, he knew he had transmigrated to a parallel world called Blue Star.
Lingxia from Lanxing was always the model child. Her parents were middle school teachers, and Lingxia's life trajectory was originally destined to be that of a teacher as well.
In her second year at a teachers' college, Ling Xia was unexpectedly discovered by agent Sister Zhao and signed a contract to become an artist after graduation. Now, Ling Xia is 25 years old, 5 years younger than her Earth counterpart.
Xia couldn't help but think of how heartbroken her parents on Earth would be because of her. Fortunately, she had a younger brother to keep her parents company.
I don't know if I'll ever be able to go back. I'll just take it one step at a time.
Lanxing artist Ling Xia belongs to DaWan Entertainment Culture Co., Ltd., an unknown company. Its artists include actors, internet celebrities, and comedians.
I'm the only artist still pursuing acting. Everyone else has either become an online celebrity or moved behind the scenes.
Because there has been no "effective drama broadcast," he is still an ordinary person.
Although I have merged with the original owner's memories, I am not the original owner, and I can't act.
If she were to act like that, blowing her beard and glaring, it would be so embarrassing, it would be incredibly awkward.
I recall my own experience on Earth critiquing a certain actor's terrible acting in a film; one bad apple spoils the whole bunch.
Goodness, he's become someone else himself.
Life is truly unpredictable; the large intestine wraps around the small intestine!
Every time I see my agent, Sister Zhao, I'm terrified, afraid she'll say I should go back to the film crew to act once I'm better.
Hang in there, 10-year contract, 7 years left... (panic)
But then I thought, the celebrities on this planet are exactly the same as those on Earth! I can get up close and personal with them! Just thinking about it makes me so excited! The main thing is that I can get up close and personal with the gossip.
As for how she found out, it's all thanks to the caregiver who was very gossipy while taking care of her, constantly reporting all sorts of entertainment news, like how a C-sex celebrity had a scandal today, or a W-sex celebrity was hospitalized tomorrow.
Knowing that he was also an artist, he asked for an autograph, saying that the autograph would be valuable if he became famous in the future.
Looking at the pretty girl in the mirror, with her long hair flowing over her shoulders, her features were exquisite, her large eyes were very expressive, and her slight smile was both innocent and charming. Her skin was smooth and delicate without any flaws, and her figure was curvaceous, with a 36C bust. This was what she had always wanted.
Beauty is a blessing, not a curse; if it's a curse, you can't escape it. Thinking of this, Xia excitedly hummed a tune of good luck.
It's okay. Fortunately, I have both good looks and a great figure now. I'm not afraid even if I don't become an artist anymore. It's just that the penalty for breach of contract is a bit high.
I checked my bank card and there was 46 yuan left.
As a celebrity, this amount of savings is a bit small. Set a goal to save 300 million in 7 years, then you can live off the interest and be a lazy bum.
……
After two days of rest, Xia returned to her rented apartment, lively and energetic, under Sister Zhao's care.
Looking left and right, I'm very satisfied with this little nest. It has two bedrooms and a living room, everything you need, and the transportation is very convenient. It's much better than my old doghouse.
He calmly returned to the sofa from the kitchen amidst Sister Zhao's questioning gaze.
As she walked, she pondered whether her behavior was normal enough, and deliberately tossed her hair. "It feels so good to be home," she thought, her big eyes looking at Sister Zhao.
Sister Zhao thought the child was just lying in bed for too long and didn't take it too seriously. She took two documents out of her briefcase and placed them on the coffee table.
One of them is a contract for changing the characters in the script of "A Rare Good Time".
Another variety show, "Falling in Love with You Before the Deadline," is a dating observation program where six guests watch ordinary people dating in an observation room.
Ling Xia picked up a variety show and watched it. She had watched several dating shows on Earth, so it was a piece of cake.
After glancing at the script for "A Rare Good Time," under Sister Zhao's intense scrutiny, he said, "We don't have to sign the script; we can just appear on variety shows."
Sister Zhao gave a dangerous smile, "How could such a good thing fall into your lap?"
Finally, under Sister Zhao's intense gaze, Ling Xia signed her name.