A Fox Enters Showbiz, and the Hot Searches Explode!

[Bewitchingly beautiful fox spirit VS taciturn, secretly flirtatious award-winning director] Jiang Yule is a thousand-year-old fox spirit who was just about to ascend when she transmigrates to the modern world and has to start all over again. Well, she’s old, but she’s got a good attitude and won’t be discouraged. She rolls up her sleeves and gets to work, determined to become the most dedicated wage earner in showbiz and earn the most power of faith. Hey, she’s found a human-shaped cultivation accelerator. Jiang Yule says to the accelerator, “You’re pretty good-looking, and so am I. We’d make a perfect pair.” The accelerator reacts strongly. “No way!” Jiang Yule: “Do you have a girlfriend?” The accelerator refuses in no uncertain terms. “We’re not right for each other.” Jiang Yule is disappointed. “All right.” Shen Jiayan grumbles inwardly: Jiang Yule is downright delusional. He’d never be interested in someone with such a bad case of princess syndrome and such poor character. Don’t speak too soon. Who knew the tables would turn? The accelerator transforms into a clingy sweetheart who says one thing and means another, and Jiang Yule runs into him everywhere she goes. Everyone thinks they barely know each other, but who could guess they’ve been seeing each other in secret for ages? One night, Director Shen sees yet another online ship pairing his wife with someone else and immediately reports the post. Reason for reporting: spreading rumors! Someone asks, “When are you going public?” Jiang Yule replies to the group chat while brushing them off. “Soon, soon.” Then Weibo explodes. Director Shen’s account posts a photo of a woman in pajamas playing on her phone on the sofa. Jiang Yule shoves her phone in front of Shen Jiayan. “Don’t tell me you posted that by accident?” Shen Jiayan uses his charm skill. “I didn’t post it. The cat accidentally stepped on my phone~” Jiang Yule: “There’s no cat here, only a dog.” The author’s new book: Apocalypse Survival? Just Another Day for an Assassin