Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 212 - 211: Mianmian Never Steals Other People’s Things

Chapter 212: Chapter 211: Mianmian Never Steals Other People’s Things

Chen Jin gave his studio’s Instagram ID to Mianmian.

After Mianmian confirmed the characters used, she opened the handwriting feature on her mobile phone and wrote them out.

Having found the studio’s account, she then opened the private messaging page and discovered there were no messages between the two accounts.

"Look, Mianmian hasn’t received your message," she said.

She passed the small mobile phone to Chen Jin.

Chen Jin had been checking Mianmian’s screen to verify and was extremely surprised to see that Mianmian actually knew how to write.

Isn’t the little lady from the Su Family only three and a half years old? How is she so capable?

After his surprise, upon a closer look at the barren private message interface, he asked the Assistant Director, "Zeng Qiang, didn’t you say you sent a private message and got rejected?"

The Assistant Director, with sweat forming on his forehead, argued, "You remembered wrong; I said it was a phone call, not a private message. The call was made to General Manager Su’s mobile phone and was directly declined."

Upon hearing this, Jin Tai pushed up his glasses and said, "Our president didn’t receive any unknown calls, nor did he hear any audition invitations."

In fact, Jin Tai knew that Manager Su had considered letting the little lady join the Entertainment Circle to act and was personally pondering over scripts. He had even asked him why, despite her being so popular, no one had invited her to act.

Although Jin Tai didn’t know why his boss was considering these things, what he could confirm was that there were none.

Now the situation was clear. The Assistant Director swallowed and said, "Yes, I haven’t invited her. Although she is a child from a wealthy family and performed well in the variety show, it doesn’t necessarily mean she can act. Besides, she’s only three years old, and doesn’t fit the five-year-old age requirement in the script. I think the child star Little Lulu is more suited for the role of the little princess."

After hearing what the Assistant Director had to say, Mianmian put away the small phone, "See, he didn’t contact Mianmian, so you shouldn’t be mad at her. Plus, Mianmian is going to walk by herself now and doesn’t need you to rush her!"

Having caught the ghost, Mianmian didn’t plan to stay here either!

It was only when Chen Jin heard Mianmian saying "doesn’t need him to rush her" did he realize that this Little Bun had heard what he said from a great distance away.

Though young, the little lady from the Su Family really shouldn’t be viewed as just any child. She had overheard him talking about kicking people out, yet she still came to save him!

Not to mention children, even adults may not necessarily possess such generosity.

His face turning red, he stiffly apologized, "Alright, I didn’t get to the bottom of things and said I would kick you out, that was wrong of me, and now I would like to formally invite you, the little lady from the Su Family, to audition. Would that be okay?"

Chen Jin had reached the pinnacle of the director circle precisely because he was meticulous in his film-making, selecting each character with great care.

So, having encountered the little princess he envisioned, Chen Jin didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

"Mianmian accepts your apology," Mianmian thought for a moment and then asked Jin Tai, "Jin Tai, can acting also make lots of people like me?"

Jin Tai nodded, "Yes, that’s correct."

Mianmian took out the small phone again, "Then Mianmian will ask her grandnephew!"

When the call got through to Su Chenjin, Su Chenjin asked, "Little Auntie, who’s the director?"

Mianmian: "Everyone calls him Director Chen."

After a moment of silence, Su Chenjin said, "Little Auntie, the role Director Chen was talking about has already been cast, and the crew has officially announced it on various platforms. Well, this is equivalent to the job being taken by someone else."

Mianmian, unaware of this, blinked her big eyes and looked at Chen Jin, "My grandnephew said that the acting job you mentioned has already been taken by another child, is that right?"

Chen Jin nodded, "It’s true, someone has been cast, but I don’t think she’s suitable. Choosing her was merely a compromise. If the little lady wants to participate, we can change it right away."

Mianmian hurriedly waved her hands, "No need to change, no need. Mianmian never snatches things from others."

Chen Jin didn’t expect to be rejected and was unwillingly persuasive, "But this role is truly more suitable for you. If it’s not you playing it, the play will become imperfect. Little Auntie, I know Old Hu too—that’s the little nephew you took on in the variety show before. How about I ask Old Hu to talk to you? In filming, a last-minute cast change is more normal than not."

Chen Jin spoke earnestly, his face breaking out in anxious sweat, looking sincerely concerned.

Still, Mianmian shook her head, put away her little mobile phone, and after a long look at Chen Jin, said, "I like the little nephew, not you."

His mind became foggy with that single sentence.

Weren’t they discussing the matter of the role? How did it become about likes and dislikes? Indeed, still a child at heart, even if she was somewhat exceptional, she had the mind of a child.

Thinking this, Chen Jin felt that he had lost all face in front of so many people.

Although he was friends with Hu Zhengguo, being directors meant they were always compared by others. Some even said that if Hu Zhengguo directed a TV drama, his position in that field would immediately be taken over by Hu Zhengguo.

And coincidentally, half a year ago, after Hu Zhengguo finished "The Daily Life of Cute Babies: Season One," he posted on Instagram saying he wanted to experience directing a TV drama.

Hu Zhengguo’s disciple, Jiang You, began interacting with Hu Zhengguo on Instagram, saying if his teacher wanted to direct a TV drama, they could collaborate.

Jiang You’s first work had been nominated for best director, and he was playfully referred to as "Little Chen Director." If Hu Zhengguo also joined in, where would there be room for him, Chen Jin, among the gold-medal TV drama directors?

Chen Jin was anxious in his heart, genuinely afraid that once his good friend made the same kind of work, his own status would plummet.

This was also why Chen Jin didn’t ask Hu Zhengguo to help in contacting Mianmian initially.

He thought that he could handle it himself. The Su Family allowed Little Auntie to open an account to gather fans, which meant they definitely wanted her to become popular; he thought they couldn’t ignore the olive branch he threw.

To his surprise, the Assistant Director acted on his own, not contacting Su Mianmian at all.

Now, inviting Su Mianmian in person, Mianmian, a child, repeatedly refused him again and again, even stating a preference for Hu Zhengguo over him. What was the difference between that and slapping him in the face?

Mianmian kept her eyes on Chen Jin.

Ordinarily, mortals would not be possessed by ghosts. It was either due to those with a cultivation base causing mischief, causing a mortal’s Yang Qi to be damaged, or because the person himself had improper thoughts, attracting evil spirits.

Chen Jin was of the latter, not knowing what unsavory thoughts were on his mind, accumulating some Dark Qi around him.

Mianmian saw those sinister Qi, her little hands behind her back, her small chin lifted as she spoke in her milk-like voice, "Chen Jin, do you know why among so many people around, you were the only one who was chosen just now?"

Chen Jin looked at Little Bun suddenly taking on an adult’s posture and remembering the sensation of being possessed by an evil spirit a moment ago, he hurriedly proceeded with the conversation, asking, "Why?"

"Your hair and eyebrows have been mysteriously falling out for the past six months. You’ve been seeing doctors to get them to grow back, but no matter what medicine you use, it’s no use."

As Mianmian talked, she walked around Chen Jin, her little feet turned outwards, mimicking the demeanor of the elders in the mountains, "You think you are sick, but actually, it’s not an ailment in your body, oh no, it’s because you have too many bad thoughts in your head~ These bad thoughts turn into bad Qi, and they are taking away your hair and eyebrows, blocking your eyes and ears, and at the same time, taking away your luck."

"Over time, those who gather around you are the ones who want to bully you because you can’t see or hear, including those like what happened before. Gradually, your true good friends and family are pushed away, then, you become alone and desolate in your old age..."

Chen Jin was so startled by Mianmian’s words that cold sweat formed on his head.

Because what Mianmian said was correct—indeed, over the past six months, his hair and eyebrows had been rapidly falling out. At first, he thought it was because he was aging and his health was deteriorating. He thought seeing a doctor would solve it and had been taking medicine for half a year, but his hair and eyebrows were still falling.

He did not dare let others know, especially seeing Hu Zhengguo, whose hair and eyebrows were perfectly fine, he was even more afraid of being compared. Thus, he went to the most upscale salon for eyebrow tattoos and wore a wig on his head.

But the more he did so, the faster it fell out.

So, it wasn’t a problem with his body but his mindset?