After Transmigrating Into The Body Of A Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character, I Stumbled Into A Shura Field - Chapter 8
A Shura Field? Where did this Shura Field come from?!
[ Hmph. ] The System scoffed.
Although it had detected a slight deviation from the original plot, it had no intention of informing Su Yining.
Who could have imagined that the illustrious female lead would be upstaged by a few tea leaves?!
After serving the tea, Shen Zixuan turned to leave, only to be stopped by Xiao Yingchu. “Oh, Miss Shen—”
Shen Zixuan turned back.
“Stay here and entertain the guests.” Xiao Yingchu stroked the glass cup in her hand, still warm from use.
Shen Zixuan was startled. “Me?!”
“…Or perhaps you two should stay here and rest while I go out for a walk,” Zhizhi suggested.
Rather than standing here glaring at Xiao Yingchu and the others, she’d rather go find her Susu.
Shen Zixuan was even more bewildered.
Outside the door, Su Yining confidently declared to the System, “It seems to be back on track. They’re already arguing over who gets to be alone with the female lead in the same room! Just as I planned! Success!”
[ Hmph. ] The System retorted.
Su Yining sighed dramatically, swaying slightly as she strode toward the set like an enlightened monk who had just finished a grand deed and was now fading into obscurity, leaving behind only a legendary reputation.
Before Su Yining could maintain her mysterious air for long, Sister Wang’s voice called out from across the hall, “Ning, it’s your turn! Hurry up!”
Su Yining quickly ran forward, only lowering her voice to respond once she was out of earshot of the three people in the meeting room: “…I’m coming!”
Behind Su Yining, the trio remained locked in an endless cycle of politeness.
Xiao Yingchu wanted Shen Zixuan to stay and keep Zhizhi company, Zhizhi wanted Shen Zixuan to go keep Xiao Yingchu company, and Shen Zixuan… Shen Zixuan just wanted to escape this endless loop!
Finally, Shen Zixuan found a way out. “Why don’t we go watch Teacher Su filming instead?”
The group finally broke free from their pointless social stalemate and decided to walk to the set together to watch Su Yining filming.
When Su Yining glanced back and saw the three of them standing neatly behind the camera, a giant question mark seemed to appear above her small head:
What, wasn’t the meeting room big enough for your little spat? Or did you all reach some kind of agreement and now you’re here to watch the show?!
“Cut. Good work, Ning. Take a break,” the director instructed. The crew quickly sprang into action to prepare for the next scene.
Su Yining walked to the edge of the set and politely greeted the three figures. “Hello, teachers.”
Su Yining shouldn’t have known Zhizhi, but the young actress’s charm was undeniable—more vivacious than even her photographs suggested. Unable to resist, Su Yining gave her an admiring look and exclaimed, “Which teacher is this? She’s absolutely adorable!”
Zhizhi was only twenty years old, having started her career as a child actress. At sixteen, with her family’s support, she established her own independent studio. At eighteen, she collaborated with Geng Le and became a renowned musical prodigy, celebrated for her songwriting and singing.
Her talent and family were her strongest pillars. Zhizhi came from a wealthy background, even considered among the elite.
As a beloved national sweetheart, Zhizhi’s fame was immense. It would have been surprising if Su Yining, a veteran in the industry, didn’t recognize her.
What Su Yining sought was an opportunity to formally meet Zhizhi. Sensing that Su Yining might be mistaking her for Susu, Zhizhi smiled warmly and corrected her, “My name is Yan Minzhi. You can call me Zhizhi, Teacher Su.”
“Hello, Teacher Zhizhi,” Su Yining greeted with a smile. Hearing her voice, Zhizhi felt it sounded even more like Susu, especially the soft, feather-like quality of her voice, which sent a tingling sensation down her spine.
Suddenly struck by inspiration, Zhizhi’s eyes lit up. She quickly pulled out her phone to record her idea, completely absorbed in her own world and oblivious to her surroundings.
Xiao Yingchu, who understood Zhizhi’s work state well, explained, “She’s recording inspiration. Usually, no one can really share these moments with her—”
“How magical…” Shen Zixuan marveled.
Just as Zhizhi was deeply immersed, she suddenly looked up and fixed her gaze on Su Yining. “Susu, talk to me some more. I think—I think I have an idea—”
“Zhizhi, take your time. Don’t rush,” Su Yining soothed, leading Zhizhi to a nearby chair.
Even Xiao Yingchu was surprised. She had never seen Zhizhi react like this before. Before today, she had always believed that when Zhizhi entered her creative zone, she became completely absorbed and detached from the world around her. The idea of her reaching out to someone during such a state seemed like a wild fantasy.
Yet Zhizhi’s conviction grew stronger. She lowered her head, fully immersed in her thoughts, while the others followed the director’s cues and began rehearsing the next scene.
“We can actually live stream from here? Brother Lei… are you sure this will work?” The two men, positioned about twenty meters from the back of the film set, adjusted their camera’s focus.
Brother Lei waved confidently. “Absolutely reliable.”
He had hidden the camera among the bamboo grove, zooming in through gaps in the leaves. “Photos and leaks are outdated,” he explained. “Now we go straight for live streams. The greater the risk, the greater the reward.”
As he spoke, Brother Lei reminded his apprentice, Xiao Zhang, “If we’re discovered later, grab the equipment and run. Got it?”
“U-Understood,” Xiao Zhang nodded nervously, his stomach betraying him with a few untimely grumbles.
“Think of Chongqing Chicken Pot and Yellow Braised Chicken. After this live stream, we’ll be able to afford dozens of meals,” Brother Lei said.
Brother Lei and Xiao Zhang had been holed up in the mountains for over a week, afraid of being intercepted by the production’s security patrols when they ventured down.
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Now, Brother Lei was using his marketing account online to build anticipation, teasing a live stream at 3 PM that afternoon featuring the most secretive film set.
Random guests, random location, random production—no prior communication whatsoever. It was all calculated to keep the audience on the edge of their seats.
Brother Lei had previously orchestrated a similar live-streaming event. That day, an actor who portrayed himself as a gentleman and a class act had lost his temper on set, hurling insults at extras and even physically assaulting crew members.
This stark contrast between his public image and his actual behavior, broadcast live to the world, shattered the actor’s carefully crafted persona and sent shockwaves through the entertainment industry.
This time, even before Brother Lei officially went live, over a hundred thousand viewers had already subscribed to his stream.
Brother Lei’s target today was none other than Su Yining.
Su Yining, often dismissed as a pretty face, had her detractors stirring up storms on every entertainment platform. Yet she was a master at playing the victim.
As far as Brother Lei knew, Su Yining was actually a ruthless and arrogant person in private, skilled at elevating some while crushing others—a favorite tactic of hers.
Brother Lei aimed the high-zoom lens at Su Yining. The image was slightly blurry, but her features were still recognizable.
He prepared to go live;
[Waiting, waiting… Wondering whose unlucky ass it’ll be today haha]
[The light of justice!]
[Which production company is it today?! Time for a bloodbath haha]
[Trust Brother Lei]
[Brother Lei strikes fear wherever he goes haha The entertainment industry doesn’t need those two-faced beasts]
The camera lit up, and even the low-quality video couldn’t diminish Su Yining’s beauty. Viewers waiting for the livestream recognized her almost instantly.
[Su Yining, huh…]
[She always seems to hold back in her acting. I suspect she’s the “digital doll” from that earlier scandal…]
[I watched one of her acting livestreams before. Her acting wasn’t bad at all.]
[Little girl, do you even know what marketing is? It’s just a joint stunt with the production team to build her image.]
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Despite the snarky comments, the livestream’s viewer count skyrocketed to 300,000 the moment Su Yining’s name came up. The crowd poured in relentlessly, their enthusiasm for the gossip growing by the second.
“Truly the queen of controversial fame,” Brother Lei remarked, clicking his tongue in amazement. He adjusted the camera angle so the audience could see what Su Yining was doing.
Su Yining ran through her lines with the martial arts instructor. Thanks to the Martial Soul planted within her, she progressed from clumsy on her first attempt to fluid on her second, and by her third, she executed the moves with practiced ease—a seamless transformation.
The instructor slapped Su Yining’s shoulder excitedly. “Wow, you’re a natural! Have you trained in martial arts before?”
Su Yining smiled faintly, exuding the aura of a consummate master.
“She’s not even mad after that intense training?” Brother Lei wondered, pushing the camera closer.
Su Yining frowned, then suddenly turned and stared directly into the camera lens. “Director… something seems off.”
[Holy shit! Did she just look at the camera? Did she discover us?]
[It must be a coincidence. She was just looking around randomly and happened to glance this way…]
[But why is she still staring at us?]
Su Yining sensed she was being watched. Soon, Brother Lei’s movements were spotted by the production security team and reported to the Director.
The Director acted swiftly. “Mountain patrol, call the police! Get some burly men over there!”
“Director, I’ll go too,” Su Yining said. “I’m good at finding things.”
“Stay safe.”
Su Yining joined the group as they circled around to the back of the mountain. The long footpath from the set to the rear was steep enough to leave even the strongest men gasping for breath, yet Su Yining ascended with ease, her steps light and unhurried.
The others seemed fine, but Su Yining rubbed her stomach—she was getting hungry. If they didn’t catch Brother Lei, the paparazzo marketing account behind the unauthorized filming, soon, her stomach might embarrass her in front of everyone!
Brother Lei and his apprentice rushed down the previously scouted path, camera in hand. But in a moment of carelessness, Brother Lei stumbled, twisting his body and crashing onto the slope. His first instinct was to protect the camera tightly clutched in his arms—it was both his livelihood and his most valuable possession.
The camera, capable of live-streaming independently, continued broadcasting uninterrupted. Viewers found themselves trapped on the slope alongside Brother Lei, immobilized and helpless.
The viewers hadn’t anticipated being thrust into this desperate escape drama. They’d hoped to see Su Yining humiliated, only to find themselves the ones falling flat on their faces instead.
The search on the mountain continued. Brother Lei’s apprentice, terrified, fled in a panic, leaving Brother Lei immobilized. Gasping for breath, he was gripped by a growing sense of dread.
This mountain… was truly remote, especially the back path they’d taken, which was nearly impossible for anyone to find. Brother Lei hung suspended on the slope, the viewers tightly “clutched” in his virtual embrace.
[Help! I’m starting to panic.]
[This slope is way too steep! Looks like we’re hanging in mid-air…]
[Should we call for help? Is Brother Lei about to lose his grip?]
[But we don’t know where Brother Lei is hanging! There are only trees all around!]
Brother Lei couldn’t see the viewers’ comments. His mind was locked in a violent struggle, afraid that someone would find him, yet also afraid that no one would.
Suddenly, a crisp voice rang out above him: “I found him! I told you I was good at searching!”
Brother Lei finally let out a sigh of relief. The moment he relaxed, he heard a cracking sound and felt a weightless sensation rising from the abyss below the slope…
“Help… Help me!!!”