Chapter 5: So Ye Xian Was Actually This Good-Looking

  And what’s so great about that Jiang Wanze anyway? Just judging by looks, he wasn’t even as good-looking as the man she saw in the car earlier today.

  Wouldn't it be better to focus on her career—acting, filming commercials, collecting trophies, rising to the peak of the entertainment industry, and becoming a dazzling superstar? Isn’t that more appealing?

  Perfect. In her past life, she didn’t win the Golden Image Award. This time, she’d grab it with her bare hands.

  After her shower, Ye Xian turned on her phone and opened FOR’s official Weibo account.

  The FOR boy group had four members: Jiang Wanze, Lin Yan, Cary, and herself.

  Among them, captain Jiang Wanze was the most popur, with 30 million followers on Weibo. Next were Lin Yan, who gained fame with his singing, and the “Variety Show Prince” Cary—both with around 20 million followers.

  Only she had a pitiful 3 million followers, and most of them were actually haters. Every one of her posts was filled with sarcasm and ridicule.

  “Daily question: Did Ye Xian quit FOR and leave the entertainment industry today?”

  “Minor fame comes from promotion, major fame comes from fate. Forced promotion brings divine retribution!”

  “Ugh~ that eye-burning smoky makeup! And you still have the nerve to attach a photo?”

  “Thanks, that was visually offensive.”

  “Stop posting these ugly, seductive poses. Save them for your sugar daddy!”

  “……”

  In her past life, Ye Xian would check Weibo when she was tired from work, hoping to receive some uplifting fan comments. Suddenly seeing all this filth and verbal abuse felt like an old man on the subway accidentally seeing something shocking on his phone.

  No matter. From today on, she would transform—and show them all.

  Ye Xian opened her iPhone’s front camera, struck a familiar pose, and took a selfie.

  Youth really is a gift. Even with no beauty filters, no editing, and an up-close shot, her skin was fwless. After checking the photo and feeling satisfied, she posted it to Weibo.

  Caption: “Starting today, I’m no longer the old Ye Xian. Call me Niugulu·Ye Xian.”

  (Note: "Niugulu" references a noble Manchu cn name, often used in historical dramas to signify transformation or elevation in status.)

  Once the photo was posted, her millions of haters nearly thought they had followed the wrong account.

  Who was this fresh-faced, elegant, angelic-looking boy in the photo? Why was he appearing on Ye Xian’s Weibo?

  “This handsome guy is… wait, what? This is Ye Xian’s account?!”

  “Is this real? I need to clean my titanium-alloy dog eyes. Is Ye Xian actually this good-looking?”

  “All these years, that smoky makeup was hiding such a face…”

  “Can’t believe someone can look this good without using any filters!”

  “Honestly, I don’t like his personality, but that face—I approve!”

  “Don’t be fooled by appearances! Have you forgotten how he messed with our idol? This must be a fake pic he found online to whitewash his image. No way!”

  Ye Xian gnced through the comments and exited Weibo with a smile.

  Step one of her transformation: swap out her love-obsessed brain for a career-focused one. Strength and talent are the ultimate tools for silencing haters.

  She opened her calendar app to check her schedule for the month—only to realize… she had nothing scheduled.

  Was this some kind of joke?

  Ye Xian blinked in disbelief. Even if she was currently a poorly reputed and not-so-popur idol, she was still a member of the trending boy band FOR. How could she possibly have zero work lined up?

  The shock was too much. She immediately sat up with a start and called her agent from her contact list.

  At that moment, FOR’s agent Jiang Wen was in a meeting at Xingyu Entertainment. When he saw Ye Xian’s call, he frowned slightly.

  What was this nuisance calling about now? Was she going to ask about Jiang Wanze’s schedule again?

  He almost declined the call but hesitated for a moment, then stepped out to answer.