When my ex-boyfriend Lin Yao promoted newcomer Shen Zhiwei, I retired for three years and won an Oscar with a performance that no one expected. He thought I had been forgotten long ago, but he didn't know that I had already sharpened the knife in the darkness. My agent hid his dirty information, film critic Qin Yan paved a secret path for me to the highest podium, and the stand-in whom he put on the altar was quietly stealing my script. When the Oscar spotlight shined on me, he realized that a real actor never needs to be praised by anyone.
