As a nobody actress, someone whose name is even mispronounced, I, Xiao, want to say I'm not little. Lin Xiao'en's "Xiao" is the "Xiao" of "Chunxiao" (dawn in spring), not "Xiao" (little). Sometimes I really feel like those who mispronounce my name haven't even mastered the classical Chinese poems. Oh well, what can I do? I'm just a bottom-tier actress. I've set Wu Sehun as my role model, and I'm working hard step by step to get closer to him, striving to one day stand on a bigger stage, film better dramas, and win the most prestigious awards. This is my life's wish.
Even though we're in the same company, I've been wondering every day why I never run into Oh Sehun. He never even comes back to the company. I was even thinking of congratulating him sometime and secretly asking him about acting techniques. How do actors like him, who can instantly draw the audience in with their performances, achieve such genuine emotion? While I was still thinking about my own little scheme, a book landed heavily on my head. I turned around and saw my manager, Hyun Byung. "Hey! Hyun Byung, what are you doing!" He wasn't angry at my informal language. Because I'm Chinese, I'd told him a long time ago that my Korean isn't good and I usually speak as I'm used to it. At first, he tried to change me, but he gave up; it was useless. He rolled his eyes at me and said, "You're the only brat in the whole company who dares to treat me like this. Have you forgotten your position? You're an actress! Instead of actively looking for roles, you just wander around the company all day? You're satisfied with just filming some crappy web drama?" I pouted, and as he spoke, he tossed me a contract.
"I've signed you as an actor for this variety show. You're on it, so make it into the top three. There are twenty-five people participating, and your acting skills deserve to be in the top three. Don't let me down." Watching him leave, I felt he was truly kind. I never expected that a small-time actor like me could have an agent and get work done here. I thought I was going to be a nobody.
Back home, I picked up the contract and glanced at it—oh my god! Oh Sehun as a judge?! I might as well die! How could they even get Oh Sehun for this show, let alone a top-three finish? With his standards, probably not even one of the twenty-five would be good enough for him. I fell into deep thought… What should I do? A quick glance revealed the competition was divided into a challenge round, a qualifying round, and a final. The challenge round would eliminate fifteen groups, the qualifying round would select five groups from the remaining ten, and the final three would be decided in the final. Headache. This whole mess… I can only bury my head in the sand and see how it goes. To achieve my goal, I must work hard, solidify my position in the film and television industry, and fight back against the setbacks I've suffered.