Chapter 60: The Counterattack of the Supporting Female Character in the Transmigration Novel 11

At first, Mu Yin didn’t pay much attention to it. After all, she wasn’t the predetermined choice, just a favored candidate for the audition. Yet, the ensuing developments made her realize that the person who took her opportunity was far from simple.

Why? Because this person had written the script for Qin Chang’s upcoming TV drama ahead of time. How did Mu Yin know? Because she was on good terms with Qin Chang now, and also close with Wang Xixi—the three of them could be considered best friends. Qin Chang’s guard against Wang Xixi had relaxed considerably, so Mu Yin naturally knew about the script Qin Chang was working on. Qin Chang even said she wanted Mu Yin to play the female lead and Wang Xixi to sing the theme song.

But the rival company to Hengtian Entertainment had just released a drama with the very same script Qin Chang was writing. And the author? The very person who had snatched Mu Yin’s opportunity—Lu Bing.

Mu Yin’s first thought was: could there be a transmigrator? But that didn’t make sense; this world was already a blend of a single book. And even if there was a transmigrator, could it be that they and Qin Chang came from the same world?

With these thoughts, Mu Yin decided to ask. She’d been considering telling Qin Chang about her true identity and what was happening in this world. Qin Chang, being sharp, quickly sensed something off about herself—her memories as the current world’s Qin Chang felt far more vivid and intimate, while the memories of her previous life as a transmigrator, though clear, felt distant, even when it came to her parents and friends there. She accepted the truth without much resistance.

She was also willing to cooperate with Mu Yin’s plan. After all, if that ridiculous plot were to play out, what would become of their world? So, while she was prepared to use the scripts and songs from her previous life, she didn’t intend to take the spotlight herself. In fact, she’d never originally wanted to be a star—her past self in her former world was a mere minor celebrity, and after transmigrating, she’d inexplicably set her sights on reaching the top in this world.

That was how she became friends with Wang Xixi and intended to help both Wang Xixi and Mu Yin reach the summit of the entertainment industry. Yet, while she was still preparing her script, someone beat her to it.

As for why Mu Yin dared to reveal all this, it was because the laws of this world’s Heavenly Dao had already been disrupted. The current rules were chaotic; as long as she didn’t use her powers, she wouldn’t be detected, so she had no concerns. And as for whether Qin Chang would betray her—well, Mu Yin had kept a few tricks up her sleeve, just in case, though she hadn’t needed them yet.

When Mu Yin brought it up, Qin Chang replied, “I don’t think it’s a transmigrator—it feels more like a reborn one.”

“Why do you think so?” Mu Yin asked, curious.

“Because this script is an adaptation I made based on this world’s history, but the details in the version that aired are exactly the same as my changes.” Qin Chang opened the first two episodes of the show and pointed out several scenes.

It was a historical palace intrigue drama, and the histories of the two worlds were certainly different. Mu Yin didn’t know the specifics, but Qin Chang did—she retained memories of the original world’s history. Mu Yin had been to that world, but it was already post-apocalyptic by then; no one cared about history, and the novels she’d read were all set in alternate universes, so she had no idea.

“Reborn?” Mu Yin repeated, and for some reason, her thoughts drifted to the post-apocalyptic world. She had a nagging feeling this reborn one might be connected to those parasites. She hadn’t encountered them in the previous world, but she hadn’t forgotten what her original mission was.

“Did you think of something?” Qin Chang asked, glancing at Mu Yin.

“Yes, you know my identity. When the major players aren’t around to fight, my job is to protect the chosen ones of a world, or sometimes stand in for them if they’re being targeted by bad actors. Those people aren’t from our world; they’re invaders. I suspect this reborn one is connected to them,” Mu Yin explained. She didn’t mind telling Qin Chang. After all, there were other task-bearers besides her. If Qin Chang had the opportunity, she might become one herself.

Well, who could say? Mu Yin didn’t know what the situation was with the other task-bearers—whether they, like her, got a key to travel between worlds, or gained the chance after death. It wasn’t her concern, and Qin Chang hadn’t expressed any desire to travel worlds, either.

“If that’s the case, what’s her purpose? According to your theory, she should be pushing me into the spotlight, letting the story unfold as written, so the world’s laws get altered as planned. But now, she’s jumping ahead of me.” Qin Chang was perplexed.

Mu Yin couldn’t understand it either. This world wasn’t like the others she’d dealt with. Surely, it wasn’t as simple as suppressing Qin Chang to steal her destiny.

“I get it—their goal is to replace you.” After much contemplation, her mind broadened by the apocalypse, Mu Yin suddenly arrived at the answer.

“What? Replace me?” Qin Chang was baffled.

“I’ve told you before—the so-called protagonist is someone chosen by the plot, layered over the world’s laws, and their memories are added or altered as needed. You were chosen by the plot, but if you refuse to follow it, and someone else does, they can replace you and become the female lead.”

“If they complete the plot, then the storyline of this world won’t change!” Qin Chang was quick-witted—she immediately understood what this meant. If the plot didn’t change, the world’s laws would be rewritten, and those who’d been eyeing their world would achieve their goal.

“We can’t let that happen.” The two spoke in unison and immediately began brainstorming solutions.

Releasing their script ahead of time was the right move—they didn’t need to participate themselves. They could sell the script or find someone else to produce it. The same went for the songs—as long as neither Qin Chang nor Lu Bing took the lead, the plot wouldn’t progress as intended.

Writing scripts wasn’t easy, but songs were a different matter. The two joined forces and produced a wealth of new music. After all, even in the apocalypse, Mu Yin had heard her fair share of songs.

Once the songs were ready, they sought out various singers whose styles matched each piece. Even Mu Yin and Wang Xixi received several songs. Before long, the entertainment industry exploded—famous singers released one classic track after another in quick succession, leaving audiences breathless.

Mu Yin and Wang Xixi soared in popularity, much to Lu Bing’s chagrin. Yes, she was reborn. In her previous life, she hadn’t done well in the entertainment industry; after dying in an accident, she woke to find herself ten years in the past, at the very dawn of the era when the three stars would rise to fame.

She couldn’t dream of competing in variety shows, but she could get her hands on Qin Chang’s scripts and songs ahead of time, and with her excellent memory, she quickly recreated the script Qin Chang had been working on.