The Movie Queen's Demon Sect Leader [Transmigration] GL - Chapter 2

Luo Xuange rested at home for the entire morning. Around noon, she suddenly received an unfamiliar call.

“May I speak to Luo Xuange? This is Xu Xiu.”

Luo Xuange: “Yes, this is she.”

“You’ve probably seen the news online, right? Your former agent has been sent to jail for those matters. The company has decided that I will now be your agent. Please come to the company this afternoon; we can discuss the details.” Xu Xiu said.

“Alright, I understand.”

Luo Xuange hung up the phone, then opened it to check the news online.

Entertainment Morning News: #Shocking! An agent surnamed Zhang actually made artists do such things.#

Below was a lengthy article, accompanied by two pictures: one of the agent and, surprisingly, the other of the original owner of her body. The article stated that because the original owner was dissatisfied with the agent’s arrangements, she was cold-shouldered by the agent and eventually shelved. But the young newcomer remained unyielding. Even without the agent’s resources, she continued to act as an extra in the film city, insisting on her own path. Following this was another extensive piece of praise and commendation.

The comments below were also quite interesting, but most of them sided with the original owner, even suggesting learning from her and never bowing to evil forces.

Luo Xuange didn’t know how to smile, only a bitter one lingered on her face.

It was a pity; all this was too late. The person who truly deserved to enjoy these honors, praises, and warmth had already left this world.

However, Luo Xuange sat on the bed, her gaze calmly fixed on a selfie on the bedside table.

Who could truly say whether the original owner had died or if a part of her mind had gained memories from a certain sect leader in another world?

Because through a day of reflection, Luo Xuange realized that this body was not entirely hers; in many ways, it still leaned towards the original owner. For example, the Sect Leader loved cold water, but since arriving here, Luo Xuange had consistently drunk hot water.

In the afternoon, Luo Xuange tidied herself up briefly, using the original owner’s memories to apply makeup with cosmetics that weren’t expensive but still decent.

However, Sect Leader Luo looked in the mirror for a while. It didn’t seem as good as she imagined; instead, it seemed to cover up her original charm and spiritual aura. After some thought, Luo Xuange removed the makeup.

The original owner was right; being born with such beauty was indeed a sin. Beautiful women have always been seen as trouble, and no one can escape it. Just like in her previous life, she inexplicably became the Demon Sect Leader, and her Phantom Palace inexplicably became the Demon Sect.

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When Luo Xuange arrived at the company, her agent, Xu Xiu, was handling matters for other artists. Luo Xuange quietly sat to the side, waiting.

Waiting with her was another girl, looking thin, her small face filled with tension. This created a stark contrast with the calm and relaxed Luo Xuange beside her.

Between the two, the young girl seemed like a student who had made a mistake, coming to see the dean of students. She was nervous, uneasy, and worried.

Luo Xuange, however, sat with a calm expression, like a big boss on an incognito inspection tour, just waiting for Xu Xiu to finish her current tasks and come to report to her.

The young girl was a bit shy, but the moment Luo Xuange sat beside her, she hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to strike up a conversation with Luo Xuange.

“Hey, um… hi! I’m Meng Xiaomeng. Today’s my first day reporting in, how about you?” Meng Xiaomeng finished speaking, pursing her lips, and extended her hand to Luo Xuange in a friendly yet timid manner.

Luo Xuange glanced at it, found the etiquette for social interaction in this world from the original owner’s mind, and after a moment of hesitation, reached out and shook her hand.

“My name is Luo Xuange, and I’m also here to report today.”

Meng Xiaomeng retracted her hand, the faint smile on her face becoming much more genuine, and her eyes looking at Luo Xuange grew clearer.

Before the two could delve deeper into conversation, the agent had already called Meng Xiaomeng’s name.

Meng Xiaomeng smiled sweetly: “Then I’ll go in first.”

“Mm.” Luo Xuange was accustomed to her aloof nature. No matter how lively and cheerful the original owner was, this aspect never seemed to affect her.

Meng Xiaomeng went in, and about ten minutes later, she came out, with an exceptionally excited expression on her face. When she saw Luo Xuange, she naturally greeted her and left.

Luo Xuange watched her retreating figure, a rare smile gracing her face. What a truly cute and innocent child.

Now only Luo Xuange remained. She didn’t need to wait for Agent Xu Xiu to call her; she simply knocked on the door and entered after receiving permission.

After making eye contact with Agent Xu Xiu, Xu Xiu handed her a document.

“This is an audition event organized and funded by the An Group. It’s a great opportunity for newcomers to get exposure. Please take a good look at it.”

Luo Xuange flipped through the documents, reading them carefully. She thought it was indeed a good opportunity. So, she asked the agent some questions, and after her doubts were answered, Luo Xuange readily accepted.

“Since you’ve signed the contract, go back and prepare well. This audition is hosted by the An Group, and its purpose is probably to promote some of their newly signed artists. Everyone knows who the eventual winner of the audition will be. Even if you’re just there to accompany the ‘prince studying,’ you must maintain the right attitude. This audition will be live-streamed online. You should know that doing this can easily gain you fans and make you popular, but also easily ruin you with every word you say.”

“I understand. Can I ask about the rules and content of the audition?” Luo Xuange naturally knew what Xu Xiu was talking about. It was like the martial arts alliance leader elections: it looked lively and exciting, but in reality, the leader wasn’t chosen based on martial arts skill. Otherwise, someone who clearly won the election competition wouldn’t suddenly have their past misconduct and various misdeeds uncovered to prove they weren’t suitable to be the martial arts alliance leader.

Xu Xiu was momentarily stunned when Luo Xuange asked the question: “That’s right, even if you’re just ‘accompanying,’ you should prepare seriously. Moreover, this entire event will be live-streamed online; there won’t be any editing or character arrangements. It will probably involve various special skills, like singing, dancing, cooking, and so on.”

Luo Xuange nodded thoughtfully. Xu Xiu suddenly asked, “Do you have any special skills?”

“Special skills? I’m skilled in various weapons, parkour, as well as music, chess, calligraphy, painting, dance, and singing. As for cooking, it’s not bad; I can barely compete with imperial chefs.” Luo Xuange felt she was being humble. In the martial arts world of her previous life, if she dared to claim second in martial arts, no one would be audacious enough to claim first.

Xu Xiu’s eye twitched. She looked at the audition application form Luo Xuange had just filled out, specifically at the “Special Skills” section. Indeed, it said “Proficient in all eighteen martial arts.”

“Proficient in all eighteen martial arts?” Xu Xiu pulled out a blank application form: “Change it, change it. Write a new one. Think carefully, and set your attitude straight.”

“…” Sect Leader Luo felt a little wronged. She had been worried that telling the truth would arouse suspicion, but now, people just didn’t believe her.

Xu Xiu saw Luo Xuange staring at the blank application form without moving. She rubbed her temples: “Why aren’t you writing?”

“I can’t think of any other special skills I have.” Luo Xuange was troubled.

The agent thought about some other artists’ special skills.

“Can you do photography?”

“No.” Luo Xuange: I can do archery, hit the bullseye a hundred paces away.

“Can you do car racing?”

“No.” Luo Xuange: I can race horses, leaving everyone in the dust.

The agent rubbed her temples again. She figured it made sense; how could an extra, an orphan with no money or power, have these kinds of skills?