I Became a Legend in the Future Entertainment Industry

On the eighty-eighth floor of Xinggui Entertainment Tower, the neon beyond the holographic windows glowed like poisonous dye in motion.

The air conditioning was turned up so high that goosebumps rose across every patch of exposed skin.

Xi Wei didn't rub her arms. She remained seated with her back straight, her gaze fixed on the floating electronic screen before her.

At the very center of the screen, a line of bold red text delivered its verdict: [Overall Commercial Value Assessment: Zero].

A hand with mirror-shine nail polish reached over and closed the report, enough to give any artist a heart attack, then slid an electronic agreement in front of Xi Wei.

The hand belonged to Lin Manni, who had doused herself in far too much synthetic gardenia perfume that day. Its cloying sweetness was nauseating.

“Sign it, Weiwei.”

There wasn't a trace of regret in Lin Manni's voice. If anything, she sounded relieved, as though everything had finally been settled. “The whole internet is making fun of your outdated acting style now.”