Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

The atmosphere was indeed lively.

While Lindsey was interviewing an artist and feeling somewhat overwhelmed, a sudden commotion erupted in the crowd gathered outside.

“Showing up like that and still daring to interview, absolutely shameless.

”

“Everyone these days wants a piece of the entertainment industry, but they don’t even give themselves a once-over in the mirror.

”

“If they’re serious about working in this industry, they ought to watch their words and eat less so they don’t end up this overweight.

”

Amidst the noise, a chubby girl in the crowd became the target of mockery.

Lindsey rose from her seat and made her way toward the commotion.

As the interviewer approached, a hush fell over the crowd.

Lindsey observed the girl standing silently, eyes cast down, her lips tightly sealed.

Despite her size, she had a charming appearance.

With a bit of weight loss, she could be quite the star.

Lindsey’s demeanor grew cold as she spoke to the gathering.

“Everyone, being polite and showing respect to others is the absolute minimum standard I expect from artists.

If I catch anyone being disrespectful here again, don’t be shocked if I show them the way out.

”

Having said her piece, she turned and went back to her seat.

The chubby girl finally raised her head, looking bewilderedly in the direction Lindsey had left.

An hour later, the chubby girl’s turn to meet Lindsey.

As Lindsey looked up at her, she smiled, “Are you here to try out as an artist?”

The chubby girl shook her head, her hands fidgeting nervously, tracing circles with her index finger.

“You are not?” Lindsey was a little bewildered.

The girl nodded once more.

Despite Lindsey’s confusion, her face showed no hint of impatience.

With a gentle smile, she said, “I’m sorry.

I’m here looking for an artist for an acting position.

If you’re applying for another role, it’s in the next room.

”

“I…” The girl hesitated, then suddenly burst out, “Lindsey, you’re my idol! I’m your fan!”

Lindsey blinked and nodded gently, “Well, thank you.

”

“No matter the position you’re offering, if I can secure a job in your company, I’m willing to do whatever it takes!” The girl’s face flushed crimson, as if she’d expended all her strength.

“Then, let me review your resume first.

”

Despite the girl’s claim of being a fan, this place wasn’t a sanctuary; entry required an interview.

Upon hearing this, the girl hastily retrieved a crumpled resume from the large pocket of her jeans’ suspenders.

“Sorry, I.

I forgot it.

Lindsey smiled politely and accepted her resume.