Song Jingwan was even more confused. She gave An Ruoyao a call in confusion.
âHello? Jingwan, Happy New Year!â An Ruoyaoâs voice was a little lively. It was obvious that she was in a good mood for the new year.
Song Jingwan pursed her lips. âRuoyao, tell me first. What exactly did you say just now?â
âWhat do you mean? Jingwan, stop pretending. Iâve already discovered it. Thereâs no point in pretending anymore,â An Ruoyao warned unhappily.
Song Jingwan took a deep breath. She could tell that An Ruoyaoâs words werenât fake.
But her? The female lead?
She didnât go to any auditions, nor did she participate in any activities. She didnât even leak any photos. Official announcement?
If she was really the female lead, then why didnât she know anything?
For some reason, Song Jingwan felt a wave of panic in her heart. She felt that something bad was about to happen.
âAlright, Iâm just joking with you.â Song Jingwanâs voice was filled with laughter, but in reality, her expression was indifferent. She said gently, âBut when did you see it? I havenât received any notification yet!â
No matter what, she had to know the whole story first.
An Ruoyao snorted lightly. âI knew it, Jingwan, youâre so mean! Itâs not like Iâm going to snatch it from you. Iâm not interested in acting anyway. Wait a moment, Iâll send you the link. Oh right, if you become a big star, remember to get my idolâs autograph for me!â
Song Jingwan agreed. The two of them exchanged New Yearâs wishes and hung up.
Dingâ
Just as they hung up, the link was shared.
Looking at the link, Song Jingwan was silent for two seconds before she clicked on it.
Almost in an instant, Song Jingwan was stunned.
She could not see any of the accompanying words. Her eyes opened wide and her pupils were constricted as she stared fixedly at the picture of the smiling girl.
The girl in the picture had her hair done up in a Flying Celestial Bun and she was wearing a peach-pink ancient costume. She was smiling at the camera, her temperament elegant and her eyes pure.
But most importantly, the girl in the ancient costume had the same face as her!
Song Jingwan felt cold all over. She gritted her teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds. Her small face was pale and even her fingers were trembling slightly.
She did not remember taking such a photo, nor did she attend the so-called audition.
Where did this photo come from? Who was the person inside it? Why did she look exactly like her!
âWanwan, what are you looking at? I called you several times, but you didnât react.â
âAh!â
A hand covered in red nail polish landed on Song Jingwanâs shoulder, and she screamed and jumped up in fright.
Zhou Manli was also frightened. She quickly reached out to touch her forehead, but all she felt was cold sweat.
âWanwan, are you sick? Why are you sweating so much?!â
âI⦠Iâm fineâ¦â
Song Jingwan held her phone tightly in her hand and put it behind her back. Her smile was even uglier than crying.
For some reason, her sixth sense told her that the photo must not be seen by Zhou Manli.
âAre you really okay? You look so pale. Are you sick?â Zhou Manli asked worriedly. âWhy donât we go to the hospital to have a look? What ifâ¦â
âMom! Iâm really okay.â Song Jingwan pursed her lips. âThere was just a prank in the class chat group a moment ago. Someone posted a scary picture and it scared me.â
Zhou Manli looked at her face carefully. Indeed, she looked like she was still in shock.
She believed her a little and said angrily, âWhatâs wrong with your classmates? What if they scare someone out of their wits with such a horrible picture during the New Year?!â