I Use My Strength to Dominate the Entertainment Industry

Qin Si Zheng, afraid Lu Xian Qing would really feed him, quickly took the chopsticks and focused on eating, gripping […]

The tiny hope in Qin Si Zheng’s heart instantly froze. The original story’s power was insurmountable. He had thought that

Zhou Chang Jiang couldn’t hear their whispers and thought Qin Si Zheng was struggling with the scene. He suppressed the

Qin Sizheng went to touch up his makeup, and Shen Changfeng handed him a cup of water. “You did really

Qin Sizheng slept well that night. When he arrived on set the next morning, he was brimming with energy. Zhou

After running a few steps, Qin Sizheng felt that he could no longer be seen and turned back. He lightly

“All right, I will go find you someone to fill your dressing room. Satisfied?” Lu Xianqing nodded. “Hurry. The food

“Qin Sizheng, Fourth Brother, come over. There’s a spot we need to adjust temporarily,” Zhou Changjiang called, then continued discussing

Qin Sizheng took a deep breath to steady his emotions, fighting the urge to look directly at the camera, reminding

“Please… let me see him just once. Just once.” The pure white light was blinding, impossible to look at. The

Shen Qing pressed his lips together. “The human consciousness chooses what to remember. It can close off painful memories, creating

Meng Zhen could not be bothered to argue and told him to hurry and put on the armor. They were

The filming for Nine Swords had always been grand in scale. This time, the main dramatic focus centered on wartime

He lay in the cramped, cluttered space he called home. Outside the window, voices drifted close by—neighbors upstairs talking, cooking,

Xu Zhi was dumbfounded, staring at his phone and checking it repeatedly. “When did they confirm Qin Sizheng? How could

“Public opinion really is a knife. Fans who like you will think everything you do is cute; those who hate

Qin Sizheng slept soundly through the night, waking at eight in the morning. He hurried downstairs. Lu Xianqing was eating

Qin Sizheng avoided the spray from the faucet, twisting the handle toward hot water. Once the temperature felt right, he

Lu Xianqing furrowed his brows. Was he still conscious? Did he remember what had happened in his room? He had

“It was medicine meant only for you. I checked it—it won’t harm your body. When you wake up, you won’t