Listlessly hanging up the phone, Gu Qiusha opened her phone to search the keyword "Wu Yongjian."
Then she discovered...
"Wow, this Mr. Wu is really popular, with tens of millions of fans."
"He doesn’t look particularly handso, but why does he seem so deep and worldly for soone so young..."
"My God, this kid’s experiences are just so... so... tragic..."
Gu Qiusha was shocked as she read through the information.
At the dining table, Xi Rubao and Wu Qianman also curiously looked it up, while only Zuzi showed little interest and continued playing with feathers.
The three little Divine Pets surrounded her eagerly offering suggestions:
"Ancestor, the Pangu Axe has been buried for so many years. To use it, you’ll need so kind of catalyst. If you need feathers, I can pluck a few more."
"Ancestor, do you need strings? Feel free to pull them if needed!"
"Ancestor, it’s all the axe’s fault for being so dull and useless for tens of thousands of years..."
Zuzi gently shook her head: "Matters of catalysts shouldn’t be taken lightly."
"Yes, yes, Ancestor. We’re ready at any ti!"
"Ancestor, recently we’ve been hearing the mud figures gossiping about Chang Er, and it occurred to that I’m not sure if Wu Gang’s osmanthus axe still exists. It might be used as a catalyst... If needed, I could take a trip to the Ninth Heaven and bring it back!"
"That’s good, Mr. Qin. You’re using an axe to supplent another axe!"
The three little ones got excited.
Zuzi slightly lifted her eyelids, clearly a bit intrigued: "Hmm, let think about it."
Having painstakingly "stolen" Nangong Mo’s jade button to dig up the Pangu Axe, is it really necessary to "steal" the Ninth Heaven’s osmanthus axe to use as a catalyst?
Ancestor isn’t the type of person who doesn’t act aboveboard.
"It would be best if Wu Gang sent it over himself."
"Ancestor, that’s a bit difficult!"
Zuzi focused on researching how to activate the Pangu Axe, while Gu Qiusha, Xi Rubao, and Wu Qianman were completely shocked by what they found about "Wu Yongjian."
Three years ago, Wu Yongjian was just an erging stuntman. He married a fellow stuntwoman, his childhood sweetheart, and she quickly beca pregnant with twin daughters.
Unfortunately, tragedy struck suddenly. Once, when Wu Yongjian was out filming, his house caught fire. His heavily pregnant wife perished in the blaze at midnight. Later investigation revealed that the nanny they hired had set the fire to cover up theft, but although the culprit was caught, his wife and daughters were lost forever.
This tragedy shocked the entertainnt industry at the ti and was the heartbreak of many fans. They had never followed such a tragic celebrity. Just hearing about his experiences was painful enough, making people want to cherish and care for him.
Gu Qiusha and the others gradually recalled this past event.
"So, Mr. Wu is the man who, despite the pain of losing his wife, managed to pull himself together, live well, and perform for everyone by acting and singing."
"His wife died so tragically, losing her life and the lives of the unborn twins in the fire. He vowed never to remarry. A man like this is truly a rare gem and deserves his three years of imnse fa and millions of fans!"
"Even if a man like this took Brother Lang Yue’s role, he should feel at ease. Anyway, I really don’t mind him recomnding another girl to play Chang Er. Aunt Gu, let’s give up."
After learning about Wu Yongjian’s tragic fate, the three won felt compassion and started to waver.
However, Gu Qiusha felt a bit guilty towards Wu Qianman: "Qian Man, Auntie is powerless to affect casting decisions in the script and is being so emotional..."
Wu Qianman shook her head: "Aunt Gu, please don’t say that. You’ve already given so many opportunities. I don’t necessarily need the leading role. Having play a servant girl for Chang Er would be fine..."
Seeing the considerate Wu Qianman, Gu Qiusha felt even more frustrated: "No way, our Qian Man has played the role of Nuwa before, how can she play a servant girl!"
Xi Rubao was also upset but forced a smile: "Yeah, even playing a rabbit spirit can’t compare to being a maid! Ancestor Sister, don’t you agree?"
Everyone looked at Zuzi, wanting to hear her opinion.
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