The White Moonlight Came Back with a Paper Effigy Shop

[Please add my new novel, Gourmet Cooking Begins with Collecting Proficiency, to your collection!] Zong Mianqing spent half a year in a dream. When she returned to her body, the two-time Best Actress had become a lowly stand-in, giving her money, opportunities, and sincere affection, only to end up disgraced and nearly dead. Zong Mianqing was at a loss. "Do I have no choice but to go home and inherit the funeral-paper shop?" After the shop opened: The director who once loved and praised her, seeing her as his artistic muse and the light of humanity: "Either she stays in Chinese entertainment, or I do!" The sponsor who once favored her and saw her as the perfect face for the brand: "Permanently blacklisted. Never hiring her again. Charisma was never your thing!" Top-tier star Qiao Chuyan, who once catered to her every whim and saw her as a life mentor and a light in the dark: "Get lost!" Fine, I'll go... Just as Zong Mianqing was about to quit the entertainment industry for a second time, she received her first job offer: a guest appearance on a laid-back reality show about enjoying retirement. The show's total views across the internet: 44,000. Zong Mianqing, brimming with enthusiasm as she returned to work, said confidently, "I cast a fortune for you before I came. Don't worry, this show is about to become a hit." "But this is a lifestyle show, so can you cook? Washing vegetables counts." That trailer alone seemed to foretell the show's bleak future. Then, the next morning, top-tier star Qiao Chuyan, all the way from Beicheng, inexplicably fainted under her bed... The production crew watched as Zong Mianqing took out some paper effigies. "Can you treat this? Never mind, you definitely can't." Zong Mianqing, an amateur master who'd only studied for three years, nodded. "That's right, I really can't..." In a secluded corner, Zong Mianqing held down a thousand-year-old zombie with one hand and slammed it onto the ground. She turned around and saw the entire production crew, including three cameras, pointed at her. Her face fell. "Can someone come help me? I'm so scared!" She paused. "Wah..." Zong Mianqing was forced into the second spring of her career. Business boomed and offers poured in. Dating coach, talent-show guest, historical romance lead... Whatever the genre, she always managed to throw it completely off course all by herself. Wearing the pinkest dress, killing the fiercest ghosts. The director placed the script before her with both hands. "Please, this film really can't do without you." Zong Mianqing shook her head and sighed. "I'm never making movies again. I'll just sell some funeral paper, tell fortunes, and earn a little money to get by." Zong Mianqing felt there was something a little off about her funeral-paper shop... Business kept booming, and things got increasingly bizarre. Zong Funeral Paper: An online sensation among funeral-paper shops, a top-tier star among general stores. Theme: