Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 670 - 272

Wu Yong’s eyes locked onto Luuo Yunqi, sharp as a hawk.

"Miss Qi isn’t someone you can afford to offend. You’d better put away those petty schemes."

Luuo Yunqi’s first reaction was anger—feeling humiliated as if her face had been swept across the floor—but her fury quickly turned into amusement. "And what? You think I’m someone you can easily mess with?"

Now, with Radiant Entertainment backing her—an established company with far-reaching networks and abundant resources—offending her was practically a death sentence in the industry.

Wu Yong curled his lips into a sneer, full of disdain, as though he were looking at an ant.

The look stoked Luuo Yunqi’s fury further. Who gave a mere driver like him the audacity to look down on her? Was it Qi Baotan?

"Miss Luuo, we should be heading in now," Zhang Xiaoya reminded her.

Luuo Yunqi took a deep breath, let out a cold snort, and turned toward the hotel.

Watching her retreating back, Wu Yong pulled out his phone to call Shen You’an, reporting everything that had just happened outside the hotel in full detail.

"Miss Luuo, your actions earlier were a bit rash."

When Luuo Yunqi saw Qi Baotan stepping out of the car, she had ordered the driver to scare her. Before Zhang Xiaoya could stop it, the situation unfolded.

Zhang Xiaoya knew who Qi Baotan was—a third supporting role in *Smiling in the Jianghu*, and like Luuo Yunqi, a newcomer discovered through auditions by Director Cen.

Luuo Yunqi was destined to be Zhang Xiaoya’s mentee. The company clearly planned to invest heavily in her future. When Zhang Xiaoya was assigned as her assistant, she immediately pulled strings to investigate the cast of *Smiling in the Jianghu*.

Qi Baotan had signed with Other Shore Entertainment, a small and relatively obscure company in the industry. Normally, such a company wouldn’t warrant much attention—but the fact that Ru Caiying chose to return through them rang alarm bells in Zhang Xiaoya’s intuition. That company was clearly not simple.

Recently, Other Shore Entertainment’s music division had launched Jiang Han’s debut album, propelling him into the spotlight and enjoying immense success. A closer look at their promotional strategies revealed methods as calculated and precise as those of longstanding majors.

Both Qi Baotan and Ru Caiying were contracted under Other Shore Entertainment’s film division. Ru Caiying had recently secured a leading role in Director Cen’s ambitious seven-year project, an endeavor highly anticipated within the industry. Ru Caiying’s comeback seemed smooth sailing.

As for the third supporting role in *Smiling in the Jianghu*, competition for it was fierce. Big players had fought tooth and nail to push their own talent forward, yet the role ultimately landed in Qi Baotan’s lap. Could anyone honestly believe Other Shore Entertainment wasn’t pulling strings behind the scenes?

In short, based on Zhang Xiaoya’s professional insight and intuition, Qi Baotan wasn’t the type of newbie without backing who could be bullied at will. This industry was treacherously deep; only fools stirred unnecessary conflict.

Luuo Yunqi’s face stiffened. "What, so now even you think you can reprimand me?"

"Miss Luuo, I hope you understand that if you want to go far in this industry, staying patient is the wiser move."

Luuo Yunqi furrowed her brows, glanced sideways at her, pursing her lips tightly. "I get it now."

She knew deep down her earlier actions had been reckless.

"You probably think that no matter what you do, the company will cover for you. But perhaps you’re unaware—my last artist didn’t listen, caused a scandal, and the company weighed the pros and cons... and permanently shelved her."

Zhang Xiaoya’s tone was calm yet deliberate, each word hammering down on Luuo Yunqi’s heart.

Luuo Yunqi remained silent.

Zhang Xiaoya glanced at her—good, as long as she was listening, there was hope.

Artists often overestimate their own importance. In reality, a company values an artist solely based on how much profit they can generate. Once they compromise the company’s interests, they’re discarded without hesitation.

From what Zhang Xiaoya knew, Luuo Yunqi had some distant family connection to Mr. Xie—Xie Shiyao. Mr. Xie might grant her respect out of familial ties, but he was ultimately a profit-driven individual. If Luuo Yunqi couldn’t prove profitable, no sentiment could protect her.

When Luuo Yunqi stepped into the private room, it was already packed with attendees. She was the last to arrive.

"Our Miss Luuo finally graces us with her presence." The speaker was Xu Xian, the producer and an old partner of Cen Shu; the two were famously close. For a newcomer to arrive later than the director—it showed a blatant disregard for etiquette.

Luuo Yunqi entered with a smile. "Traffic was bad, delayed me. It’s still my fault for being late. I’ll substitute wine with water and punish myself with a toast."

Director Cen glanced at her and said flatly, "Enough. You’re still a student. Don’t bother with these drinking-table rituals. Sit down."

Then he turned and shot Xu Xian a warning look.

Xu Xian rubbed his nose awkwardly. In his line of work, not being well-versed in drinking etiquette wouldn’t land you any investments.

The only seat left was next to Qi Baotan, so Luuo Yunqi headed over to sit there.

Most of the guests were artists who strictly maintained their figures, hardly touching the food.

Pu Yutai, on the other hand, stood out. Previously a hotel server, he’d been fortunate enough to be cast as the lead under Director Cen. Despite months of shooting, transitioning to his new status wasn’t something he could manage instantly. Among everyone present, he ate the most. His handsome appearance—now polished by his agency—was striking enough that even his unabashed appetite didn’t detract from his attractiveness.

Director Cen noticed he was eating the most spare ribs and deliberately rotated the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs closer to him, saying warmly, "Eat up."

Pu Yutai finally glanced around, belatedly realizing he might have overdone it. He stammered nervously, "Am I... eating too much?"

Director Cen’s gaze was fond. "Not at all."

Will he still hold onto his innocence after being in this industry for long?

Ru Caiying chuckled softly and used the communal chopsticks to add more ribs to Pu Yutai’s plate. "You’re still growing. Eat as much as you want."

Pu Yutai’s face turned redder than if he’d been drinking. He didn’t dare look Ru Caiying in the eye. "I’m already twenty-two; I won’t grow any taller."

"They say people grow an inch at twenty-three. You’ve still got a shot."

Ru Caiying found his blushing face oddly endearing.

Pu Yutai grew even redder. "I... I’m already tall enough."

"Mm, more than enough. At six-foot-zero, you’re a standout among male artists in the circle."

The private room was warm. Pu Yutai’s down jacket was draped over his chair. He was wearing only a black long-sleeved sweatshirt, its sleeves pushed up to his elbows, revealing forearms sculpted with understated strength.

Ru Caiying’s eyes flickered slightly, a deeper smile forming on her lips. "Looks like your agency is treating you well."

A few days ago, Zhao Heng had signed Pu Yutai, making them colleagues.

In truth, it was Ru Caiying who had persuaded Zhao Heng to sign him. The boy was too pure-hearted. If he fell into the hands of someone profit-hungry, he might be ruined. Zhao Heng was the only person she trusted.

Pu Yutai was completely unaware of all this, still thinking his good fortune was purely due to luck. "Brother Zhao treats me very well. He got me an apartment, hired an assistant for me, and even bought the clothes I’m wearing. I have to work hard on my acting to repay Brother Zhao’s kindness."

Pu Yutai was content with his current situation.