Finally, after making a solemn vow in her heart, Zhang Tian placed her small handbag on her lower abdomen with her right hand, touched the doorknob of the private room with her left hand, took a deep breath, made a gentle gesture, and gently pushed open the door.
"Hey, Tian Tian's here! Come quick, everyone's been waiting impatiently."
The door had barely been pushed open a third of the way when a man's voice came from inside the private room. It was arrogant, rude, and loud enough to be heard throughout the entire corridor outside. "Old Wen just said that Tian Tian's biggest characteristic used to be glaring at people with a sinister face, as if her mother had died, or as if the other party owed her millions. Hurry up and give us a performance so we can relive the scene when Tian Tian was at the height of her fame."
Hearing this, Zhang Tian was so angry she almost gritted her teeth, but she still acted like a little bird clinging to a man who was as fat as a pig, and said in a coquettish tone, "Boss Wen is making fun of me again. No, I'm not as ugly as you say. Back then, film critics said that my expression was cold and stern, and I had the demeanor of a heroine."
"Tch! What heroine? She looks like she's seeing her enemy after her mother's death. Old Wen is right, I used to think so too, but you were too famous back then. Nobody said anything about it."
The vulgar man from before tossed his head dismissively, stuffed a large bottle of beer from the plate into his mouth, and muttered indistinctly, "It's fine if you don't perform now, save it for me and Lao Fei tonight, to piss Lao Wen off!"
The fat man, known as Old Wen, shook his head and turned his now-vanished neck. "I don't care. You two can enjoy it tonight. I don't like seeing that kind of thing; it's not festive at all."
While no one was paying attention, Zhang Tian, who was in the fat man's arms, gave a bitter smile, her eyes flashing with a vicious light, just like her signature look before.
"If it weren't for the new law promulgated in 2010 that stipulates that the rights of mistresses are not protected by law, I would definitely be a gold digger, rather than living the life of being ridden by countless men. It's a pity that the damned new law doesn't allow mistresses to get any benefits. How are we people who rely on our looks to make a living supposed to survive!" Zhang Tian felt bitter, smelled the man's sweaty odor in her nose, and felt a twitch in her stomach.
"Take your time, enjoy it as you please." The agent who had just entered was all smiles. "As long as President Liu and President Fei agree to invest in this new movie, you can enjoy it whenever you want. Our Tian Tian guarantees to be there whenever you call."
Mr. Liu and Mr. Fei exchanged a glance, both with meaningful smiles on their faces, and nodded at the same time without saying a word.
"What's so admirable about this slut who's been with everyone? If I hadn't made a bet with my friend, I wouldn't have agreed to sleep with you tonight!" Fei thought to himself. "She's not even pretty, and she's been famous since her debut by creating all sorts of messy scandals. Now she's even stooped to creating a scandalous relationship with her own pet dog. If I slept with her with Lao Liu today, wouldn't I become the dog?!"
"Forget it, bad luck, it's my fault for losing the bet!"
Shaking his head, President Fei downed most of the glass of Moutai on the table in one gulp, as if trying to wash away the bad luck in his stomach.
A knocking sound came at the door.
"These are Australian lobsters, just flown in this morning. Please enjoy, everyone."
The waiter placed the tray down and politely turned to leave the private room.
Australian lobster? That stuff is high in protein, which is great for beauty!
As if wound up, Zhang Tian suddenly sat up from the fat man's arms, quickly picked up a lobster claw and put it in her bowl. She remembered that the meat in the lobster claw was the most tender and delicious, and it should be the most helpful to her appearance.
Suddenly, Zhang Tian felt her hands go out of her control, as if another soul was inside her body. She watched helplessly as her hands broke off a lobster claw and stuffed a piece of shrimp meat with its hard shell into her mouth. The shrimp meat then automatically slid down her throat, and a sharp pain filled her with terror. Her wide eyes were filled with fear.
In the instant before Zhang Tian lost consciousness, she heard the sound of her throat and esophagus being ripped apart by a sharp instrument, like torn cloth, so devastating and so tragic.
The entire private room instantly descended into chaos. Zhang Tian, sprawled on the table, gushing blood from her mouth and nose, threw everyone into a panic, and someone immediately dialed the emergency rescue number.
That night, a news report appeared online that Zhang Tian, a once-famous actress, accidentally cut her throat and esophagus with the sharp shell of a lobster while eating it, causing massive bleeding and a large amount of blood to flow into her trachea. She died despite all efforts to save her.
Along with the news, a biography of Zhang Tian was also released. She had starred in numerous domestic films and television dramas and even became an international film star. Many fans mourned her loss, with some so grief-stricken that they wanted to follow her in death. Her agent then revealed that Zhang Tian's belongings would be auctioned off at an appropriate time, allowing her fans to remember her forever and preserve her brilliance through her mementos.
"Go to hell! She deserved to die!" A netizen slammed his hand on the keyboard, drawing an angry glare from the web administrator. "Back then, she was hailed as the representative of Chinese beauties. Those foreigners were blind. She was always chasing after this scandal and that gossip. She even had scandals with a father and son. She was a complete scumbag!"
A netizen next to him leaned over, glanced at the news on the screen, and nodded vigorously, "Good riddance! It's better that he's dead! Dead is clean!"
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The following day, an obituary appeared in the entertainment sections of some domestic newspapers: "Famous movie star Zhang Tian has tragically passed away!"
Meanwhile, the entertainment section also featured news of deaths involving television producers, directors, screenwriters, entertainment program producers and commentators, senior entertainment company chairmen and general managers, famous entertainment journalists, and owners of certain entertainment organizations, as if April 1st had arrived early, leaving all readers completely bewildered.
Many newspapers that day published supplements, temporarily expanding their entertainment sections. However, there was very little real entertainment news; instead, they published obituaries and other obituary-like news.
The entertainment section's reporters and editors were eloquent, experienced, and thoughtful, making it not only engaging but also highly readable and exciting. As a result, almost all newspapers with entertainment sections across the country were snapped up, creating an unprecedented sell-out and achieving the first-ever zero-return rate in the history of Chinese newspapers, a true milestone in the newspaper industry.
On March 21, there was no exact number of well-known people who died simultaneously across the country. However, some busybodies compiled statistics from newspapers and the internet, listing 1,237 bizarre deaths. This number is not the most accurate, as many of the people involved do not appear in the media. Yet, it has left industry insiders feeling as if they have fallen into an ice cave, experiencing a chill even colder than the winter outside.
These people died one after another, like at a market, in various ways. Some, like Zhang Tian, choked to death or died from injuries while eating; some choked to death while drinking water; some were stabbed to death after fighting with someone over a woman in a nightclub; and some were hit and killed by drunk drivers on the street.
The most bizarre case involves a director who was out shopping with the actress for his next film, on their way to a hotel room, when he was struck on the head and killed by a flowerpot that fell from the sky. The perpetrator had a history of complaints about objects being thrown from high-rise buildings, and this time his name was finally identified. He now faces legal punishment and the cold reality of being behind bars.
Meanwhile, in Beijing's "urban forest," Lin Yao was taking a shower. He had changed out of his dusty clothes and was letting the warm water wash away his fatigue.
"Yaoyao, I told you to use your inner energy to protect yourself, but you insisted on enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing on you without any defense. Look at your clothes, they're all tattered. Is this fun?"
Lin Yao smiled nonchalantly, not responding to Xiao Cao's words, thinking to himself, "How could you know how I feel? I need to vent right now, and getting some fresh air is just what I need to release my frustrations. Isn't this working?"
Overnight, Lin Yao and Xiao Cao scoured most of China...
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Li Xiaohe hummed a little tune. Her face was full of spring-like joy, and she was reliving the passion she had just experienced at the hotel, feeling a surge of pride.
"So what if your husband is a deputy section chief? What good is a position with no power or influence? He still obediently slept with me, young master!"