Sign a Contract of Prostitution and Be Disciplined by Mommy Herself.

Lin Xingwan thought he was just here to make a living - working night shifts at a lesbian bar to earn medical expenses, and squeezing the subway during the day to interview with the crew. Until she bumped into the woman in the elevator. The moment the coffee was spilled, she was so panicked that she took out a tissue to wipe it with, which was printed with the ♀♀Crescent Moon logo from the bar. The other person lowered his head and looked at the piece of cloth. Looking up again, the eyes behind the lenses were as cold as deep water: "For an interview? Dressed like this and carrying something like this, which production company are you going to?" That day she found out that the "passerby" who had her chest full of coffee was Shi Jin, the producer of "Backlight". In front of the entire crew and judges, Shi Jin turned to the last page of her resume and wrote one word: "Mine." The liquidated damages were so high that she couldn't afford to pay them in her lifetime, and there was only one additional clause - "Unconditionally accept the producer's guidance." So Lin Xing's night changed from the ambiguous neon lights in the bar to Shi Jin's studio, Shi Jin's car, Shi Jin's apartment, and the words Shi Jin said when he pinched her chin with his fingertips - "Your tears are more real than your performance." Later, everyone said that Shizhi had a disobedient puppy. Only Lin Xingwan knew that there was a traction rope lying in the customized choker box. Shi Jin said, "Do you like it? I measured it specially for you." Lin Xingwan bit her lip and turned red at the base of her ears: "... You are a dog." - She can't run away. ——But later she discovered that the key to the silver chain on her wrist that she never took off was also in her pocket.