Showbiz: I Made My Debut by Secretly Filming Yang Mi

The trash bins in the alley behind the Imperial Court Hotel reeked of seafood left out overnight.

Song Xun sat in the back seat of a rented Wuling Hongguang, his right leg folded beneath him for seven days and long since numb. His camera was wedged into a crack in the window. Its telephoto lens pierced the glass eighteen floors up, pointed at the floor-to-ceiling window of room 1808.

Day seven.

The curtains were open. Zhou Zixuan had his arms around the waist of a girl-group member, and the two tumbled onto the sofa. Song Xun hit record. The red light blinked as the memory card saved video number forty-seven. He glanced at the digital clock on the dashboard. 2:17 a.m.

That was enough.

He lowered his head and exported the video, fingers sliding across the laptop's touchpad. Zhou Zixuan, a B-list actor, had just been announced as the male lead of an S-tier historical romance drama. He had eight million fans and the image of a "cool, refined young gentleman." This video could dominate the trending searches for three days, bring in a hundred thousand in cash, and pay for his younger sister's checkup next month.

Song Xun dragged the compressed video file into the message window. The recipient was the editor-in-chief of "Entertainment Gossip Queen."

His finger hovered over the Enter key.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.