Livestreaming My Civil Service Exam Prep: I Sent the Interviewer Off to Pick Wild Vegetables

I transmigrate into a washed-up celebrity hated by the entire internet, and from the start, my agency bundles me off to a livestreamed civil-service exam reality show as a foil for a top-tier star.

While everyone else studies till they drop and burns the midnight oil, I pull out Postpartum Care for Sows and set my sights on becoming a shining light of modern agriculture.

Netizens rage: [What a stunt! She can't even recite all Four Consciousnesses!]

During the interview, an examiner sneers, “As an entertainer, what advantages do you think you have?”

I flash a wicked smile. “The advantage is that if I pass the exam, not a single person here will get away.”

That night, I slap evidence of the examiner's embezzlement and corruption in his face, then call in a report and send him straight to work behind a sewing machine.

The entire internet explodes: [Sis! I'll send you my resume. Take me with you!]

Later, while other celebrities are still trying to cultivate their academic-achiever image, I've already turned the civil-service exam show into an anti-corruption front line all by myself, leaving a whole pack of “officials” trembling in fear.

The only exception is the capital's princeling, who's been hospitalized eight times because of me. He pins me against the wall, eyes red. “Keep going crazy, and see if I don't make you take the civil-service exam for the rest of your life!”