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[Destiny]

[Episode 1]

People say

that true love can't be sought, only found.

But women in love

always wishfully believe

that they'll be the lucky one.

I'll see you off here.

Get some rest early.

Good night.

Hey.

Didn't I tell you not to come

to the classroom to look for me like that?

I'm a teaching assistant now.

This really makes me look bad.

Let's take a break for a while.

Then... what was... that night?

That night?

Didn't you also have

a very beautiful memory?

Alright, that's it then.

I lost.

But if the one who's serious about their relationship

is destined to fail miserably,

can I still believe in love?

Babe.

It's been a week already.

Why are you still crying over that jerk?

I'm already crying for myself.

I can't believe I was that stupid.

You're not stupid at all.

The stupid ones are

all the men in this world

who don't cherish you.

What's this?

A ticket to a high-quality grand party.

This party

brings together all the top-tier bachelors

and beautiful women in the city.

"Toddler-tier"?

I said "top-tier."

There are also all kinds of snacks,

all for free.

Free?

Free, free.

Ruan,

no matter how much fun you have later,

you must remember to keep yourself in check

when you're going in and out of other men's rooms.

Don't get too carried away

and forget yourself. Got it?

Maybe I should just go back.

Look at me, I don't even feel like myself anymore.

This feels so awkward.

You're already here. Let's go.

Ruan, I'm going to find my friends first.

Remember what I said, okay?

Then I...

You go enjoy yourself first.

[Who Cares]

How is... the cookie?

It's good.

Why don't you come to my private room later?

I've got even better snacks there.

No, thanks.

I'm just a bit hungry, that's all.

I also simply want...

to feed you, that's all.

What are you doing?

Being so ridiculous.

This man is so weird.

Why does he keep following me?

I'm sorry.

There's a masked man chasing me outside.

Let go.

This is my room. Get out.

Look at you.

You look decent enough,

but how can you see someone in trouble and not help?

You're acting quite convincingly.

What act?

How do you want me to help you?

Like this?

I want to leave now.

Please step aside.

You just came in and already want to leave?

Aren't you like acting?

Then I'll play along with you until the end.

What are you doing?

Give that back!

Don't do anything rash!

You've staged this whole thing yourself—

playing hard to get.

It's no fun... if you keep playing the innocent damsel.

Don't just make stuff up!

You scoundrel!

You don't know me?

Why should I know you?

Let go of me.

Let go of me.

Pervert.

I'm sorry, babe.

I'm sorry you got scared.

Look,

I bought you your favorite beef slices

and crab-flavored sticks.

My peace offering, okay?

Those so-called quality urban elites of yours.

They're just a bunch of pent-up stallions with nowhere to go.

You're right.

We're never going back there again.

Did you get the shrimp paste?

Of course, I did.

Put it down.

At least you still have some conscience.

Let's eat.

[Ripple Culture Media]

Crap, crap, crap.

Just a few days into the internship, and I'm already late.

Am I going to be fired?

Mr. Cui,

your double-shot Americano.

Get back to work.

Hey, Song Ruan.

Yes?

Come to my office in a bit.

Some small-time artist wants to film a personal documentary?

All the nonsense about "resource exchange" and "mutual benefits."

Don't you just want something for nothing?

There's no profit in it at all.

Mr. Cui.

I was late this morning because, on the way...

Song,

all you young girls like to chase celebrities, right?

Do you know Chu Xingyan?

No.

That trending pop star right now,

the famous singer.

He has five million followers on his Super Topic on Weibo.

Our magazine

is doing a documentary about him.

So many people are fighting for this opportunity.

Me, shooting a documentary?

But I've only been an intern here for a week.

Song.

Once this project is completed,

I promise you'll be hired full-time.

Thank you, Editor-in-Chief.

I'll definitely do my best to complete it.

You can go now.

I didn't expect to get such a good opportunity this soon.

What are the odds?

Just my luck.

You're seriously not done yet, are you?

When are you going to stop pestering me?

Who's pestering you?

I'm here for work.

Out with it.

What do you want?

An autograph? A photo together?

Don't flatter yourself.

I'm not here

for you today.

I'm here for...

Chu Xingyan.

Is there a possibility

that I am Chu Xingyan?

You are Chu Xingyan?

I've seen plenty of fans,

but someone as slippery as an eel like you—

this is my first time.

If you have any tricks up your sleeve, bring them out.

Today, I've got time to play with you,

little eel.

[Ripple Culture Media] [Song Ruan] [New Media Division]

Song Ruan.

[Ripple Culture Media]

This looks quite real.

Mr. Chu,

you should know about our Ripple magazine, right?

Miss Song,

compared to your magazine,

I now have

a much deeper impression of you.

Mr. Chu,

let me be honest with you.

Right now,

I'm going through...

a "sick-of-men" phase.

All men are the same

in my eyes.

Just like heads of cabbage.

Let's start over, shall we?

You're so smooth.

What's your main responsibility at the magazine?

Producer and... director.

Producer and director.

Big-time director,

big-time producer, huh?

Looking forward to seeing your 9.0-rated masterpiece.

Hello?

Zhu Yan.

Ripple magazine?

Why did you sign me up for a documentary?

Alright, then.

Got it.

Mr. Chu, do you believe me now?

How do you want to shoot this?

To capture a male artist well,

you need to use the perspective of female fans.

My approach is

to view through my lens as a female fan would,

to show your truest self.

But aren't you sick of men now?

How are you gonna turn into a fangirl?

I'm very good at separating personal and professional matters.

Once I'm in work mode,

I swear

I'll capture you... clearly and thoroughly.

Clearly and thoroughly, huh?

Yes.

How thorough are we talking?

Will it include my privacy?

What privacy?

You tell me.

You...

For now, you'll only be allowed to film

content related to my work as an actor.

And the specific content of the shoot

will be decided depending on my mood on that day.

Why?

No reason why.

Fine.

Let's discuss the schedule then.

All scheduling will, of course, be according to my arrangements.

I'm very busy

and very expensive.

Fine.

However,

as your collaborating party,

I also have one condition.

Go on.

I want exclusive rights.

Quite possessive, aren't you?

Why should I agree to that?

During filming,

I'll follow your lead.

And you'll have final approval on the edit.

Isn't that all standard practice?

Now you're presenting these as conditions to negotiate with me.

Is this your first time working with an artist,

little eel?

Are you an intern?

Forget it, forget it.

I suppose I could agree.

I didn't bring an assistant with me this time.

You'll have to be my assistant during the shoot.

On call at all times.

M-Me?

If you can't do it, then forget it.

Fine, I'll try my best.

Here... have these signed photos.

No need.

Hang them above your bed

so you can study them every day and think about how to film me properly.

I hope that through your filming this time, Director Song...

people will see a different side of me.

They definitely will.

Liking me...

is nothing to be ashamed of.