Excuse Me, I Am The Real Female Lead

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The assistant could not help but frown when he saw that the road ahead was blocked.

Bai Rong had not been the only one at the film studio during the New Year. She really knew how to flaunt herself.

Fang Mo’er had even gone to the Spring Festival Gala’s production team to finish the work there on the first day of the Lunar New Year. However, she was not as boastful as Bai Rong.

With this thought in mind, the assistant subconsciously glanced at Fang Mo’er. At the moment, Fang Mo’er was dressed as a man. There was a heroic look on her face as she looked at the reporters’ backs in front of her arrogantly. It was obvious that she was feeling a little impatient.

“Bai Rong is truly hardworking!”

“The way she is dressed as a scholar is so elegant! This is the most beautiful artiste I have ever seen who is disguised as a male.”

The reporters who had been deliberately invited over gave Bai Rong a round of praise.

Bai Rong’s lips curled up slightly when she heard this. It had not been easy for her to think of a way to increase her popularity. She had already arranged for several interviews and variety show appearances to promote her movie.

Just as Bai Rong was smiling and continuing to interact with the reporters, an impatient male voice could be heard nearby saying, “Make way!”

Subconsciously, Bai Rong glanced over without paying much attention. She merely noted that this man’s voice sounded quite pleasant.

Fang Mo’er tapped a reporter on the shoulder and said in a low and hoarse voice, “Are you going to let me through or not?”

The reporter felt a weight on his shoulder and frowned. Unhappily, he turned around but was immediately stunned.

All he saw was a domineering man. His dark eyes were filled with coldness as if he was a soldier who had just returned from the battlefield.

‘When he looked at the armor that the man was wearing, the reporter subconsciously took a few steps back. He really felt like he was facing a soldier.

The reporter did not recognize the person in front of him as Fang Mo’er, the advertising tool that had become popular during the Spring Festival Gala. The other reporters did not recognize her either.

‘When more and more reporters turned around in anger and subconsciously made way for her, the initially noisy scene had become completely silent.

Bai Rong had been flattered to the point that she could not contain her excitement. When she heard a reporter mention that Fang Mo’er’s publicity photos had all relied on posing and were not as natural as Bai Rong’s.

‘When she realized that the scene had suddenly quieted down, she looked up and saw a man walking through the crowd towards the door.

At that moment, Bai Rong could only see the man’s back and subconsciously frowned. “Hey, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you just wait a while?”

This man had interrupted her interview, yet he still walked through the middle so confidently.

At this moment, the other reporters could not help but admire Bai Rong’s courage.

The reporters who had seen the hostile look in that man’s eyes were feeling nervous.

They were afraid that a beating would happen at the scene.

Just then, Fang Mo’er stopped in her tracks and curled her lips. She slowly turned around and looked in Bai Rong’s direction with a smile that was not a smile. The corners of her mouth curled up and she said with an unruly coldness, “Did you just call me?”

If Fang Mo’er had not gone back to her original voice, Bai Rong would not have been able to recognize the person in front of her.

However, when she heard the familiar voice, Bai Rong widened her eyes immediately. “Fang Mo’er, it’s you!”

The moment Bai Rong said that, she immediately covered her mouth.

Very quickly, the other reporters turned their cameras towards Fang Mo’er. All of them were shocked.

After taking a closer look, they were shocked to find that the person in front of them was actually Fang Mo’er.

She was several times more popular than Bai Rong, and the current trending keyword was Fang Mo’er!

“Miss Fang!”

“Miss Fang! Can I interview you?”

“Miss Fang, I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you earlier!”

Very quickly, the reporters surrounded Fang Mo’er.

Fang Mo’er waited until the reporters had gotten enough pictures before she turned to look at Bai Rong, whose face had gone pale and who had frozen to the spot. She then left without saying a word.

She had not even needed to say anything. She had only needed to use the facts to prove who was the best in acting.

‘When comparing the two, one still had a feminine voice and her looks remained delicate. Meanwhile, the other was a completely different person.

After Fang Mo’er left, the reporters did not dare to go forward anymore. With just the few pictures that they had just gotten, it would be enough for them to create a lot of buzz.