CHAPTER 476: 191 FAITH TEMPLE_2

Shen You’an: ...

[The larger the base number, the greater the multiplier. Isn’t this unfair?]

007: [Sure, the multiplier is important, but the key lies in increasing your base number. For someone claiming to be a math genius, you really don’t get this simple concept?]

007’s childish voice carried a mocking undertone.

Shen You’an fell silent.

In truth, her decision to return to acting was simply to give closure to her past self. She never imagined she’d stumble upon such a surprise.

[An’an? You’re not unwilling, are you? You’ve always kept a low profile. Suddenly letting yourself be exposed to the public eye—does that feel uncomfortable for you?]

noticed Shen You’an’s fluctuating emotions and asked with concern.

[No, I really enjoy acting.]

[That, I know. You’re very intelligent; even becoming an actress seems like an innate talent for you. Don’t let it go to waste.]

Talent? Shen You’an chuckled bitterly.

Who would know that so-called talent is nothing but countless days and nights of struggle, swallowing blood and tears?

[An’an, see the light panel in front of you? You still have the choice now—choose to accept, and you’ll have no chance to regret later. If you can’t meet the requirements of the temple, you’ll face the harshest punishment, potentially even threats to your life. If you choose to reject, everything stays the same.]

Shen You’an’s eyes shone brightly as she made the choice to accept without hesitation.

Once she chose this path, there was no turning back.

At the moment of her decision, her soul shuddered violently. Some unseen force poured into her body from the crown of her head, merging seamlessly with her soul.

Her limbs and bones felt as though a warm spring was flowing through them, soothing and rejuvenating every part of her.

Faith Power was not only the pillar of the temple but also a nourishing warm spring for the soul of its host.

Shen You’an was filled with both surprise and delight.

From outside the curtain, Cui Jie’s voice rang out: "Miss Sun, why are you here? Is there something you need?"

"Get lost." The woman’s voice was brash and domineering.

Immediately after, the curtain of the lounge was pulled aside, and Sun Qianqian stormed in, radiating hostility.

Her gaze instantly locked onto the figure in purple sitting at the desk.

The girl was draped in a blanket, her hair slightly disheveled, which only highlighted her striking beauty.

Sun Qianqian’s pupils contracted, her hands at her sides clenching into tight fists.

It turned out the assistant was telling the truth after all.

The man behind her followed her inside. What started as a casual glance turned into a stunned freeze the next second.

Shen You’an arched an eyebrow, and the system’s notification sound echoed in her mind.

Faith Value dropped to forty-seven, then rose back to forty-eight.

Which meant, within mere seconds, she had gained another anti-fan.

Shen You’an found the system’s real-time updates irritating, so she chose to turn them off.

In the moment her attention shifted, Sun Qianqian lunged forward, unleashing a venomous curse: "You seduced Director Huang with that face to snatch the role, didn’t you?"

"Smack." Gao Yuyue delivered a sharp slap to her face. The force behind it wasn’t light, and Sun Qianqian stumbled backward, utterly dumbfounded.

Gao Yuyue shook her hand dismissively, her expression full of disdain: "What have you been eating? Spewing garbage everywhere."

Sun Qianqian clutched her face, looking up in disbelief: "You hit me?"

Gao Yuyue rolled her eyes: "Your parents didn’t teach you how to speak properly, so let me educate you. No need to thank me so much."

Sun Qianqian let out a furious scream: "Ah... You’re driving me mad!"

Ignoring everything, she charged forward, exactly what Gao Yuyue was waiting for, as she prepared herself eagerly for the confrontation.

"Enough."

A clear, commanding voice abruptly cut through the tension.

Sun Qianqian froze instinctively, her extended hand suspended awkwardly mid-air.

When she realized she had been maneuvered into such a position by Shen You’an, her face darkened with humiliation and rage.

Shen You’an stared at her coldly: "What do you think you’re doing?"

Zhao Bingbing glared at Sun Qianqian.

Exactly—jumping around like a performing clown, what exactly was she trying to accomplish?

This was supposed to be the lead actress of *The Wanderer*? A righteous heroine with a chivalrous heart and compassion for the world, yet the performer was of such deplorable character?

Sun Qianqian turned her head, her expression changing in an instant—now full of grievance and sorrow: "President Lin, you saw how they bullied me firsthand. You must stand up for me!"

Zhao Bingbing recognized the man. He was from the investment team—a head figure named Lin, reputedly Zhang Qi’s trusted subordinate. Naturally, a place like the film set wouldn’t warrant Zhang Qi’s personal attention amidst his myriad responsibilities.

But if the investors decided to make trouble, the situation could become extremely challenging.

"Oh my, President Lin. What brings you here today? You should’ve given us a heads-up."

A sharply dressed woman walked in with a smile from outside the curtain. However, upon noticing the purple-clad girl before her, she visibly paused for a moment in surprise. Yet she quickly recovered, layering her expression with an even warmer enthusiasm.