Upon hearing this, Audrey gently shook her head and sighed, "That's not what I'm worried about. Playing games... what boy doesn't? Tony has actually been quite worry-free for me; he never used to be interested in these things before."

  "What I'm afraid of is that he might actually want to become a professional player in the future. Do you think that's a stable path?"

  "Look, you're studying astronomy, Chloe is studying acting. Those lead to real knowledge and solid skills. But is gaming the same? If his grades were poor, it might be a different story. But he has such good grades. It would be such a pity if he ended up just playing games!"

  Grace certainly understood her mother's concerns.

  To be honest, recalling everything her brother had endured in the past, she genuinely didn't want him to choose the esports path again either.

  But if this was something her brother truly loved and was passionate about, she would still do her utmost to help him. She was willing to help him achieve the opportunities he had once wanted but never got, the stages he had wished to stand on but never did.

  At the very least, this time, she didn't want her brother's life to be full of regrets again.

  However, the premise for all this was that he must get into university.

  "Mom, don't think of esports as something so lowly. Esports is now an Olympic event, and some universities even have esports majors. Nowadays, professional esports is a legitimate career, and it's not an easy one. Not just anyone who can play games can do it." Grace patiently explained to her mother, trying to dispel her prejudice against the esports industry.

  Professional esports was one of the most fiercely competitive industries where survival of the fittest reigned supreme. Very few succeeded in reaching the world stage, and each one of them deserved respect.

  Audrey looked at her daughter and asked hesitantly, "You mean... you support Tony becoming a professional player?"

  "I'm more of a passive supporter," Grace explained. "What I mean is, Tony's choice is the most important factor for me. If he likes it and insists on going pro, then I'll support him. But I won't actively encourage him to choose this path."

  Audrey pursed her lip helplessly and sighed, "Mom is getting old. Maybe I really can't understand these things. I just hope all three of you can get into university smoothly and have stable jobs in the future. That would make me perfectly content."

  "I don't oppose Tony playing games. But if he wants to become a professional player in the future, I don't agree with that either."

  Audrey had made her stance clear. In her heart, the path of professional esports clearly didn't seem stable or secure enough.

  It was normal for a mother to have such considerations. Grace nodded gently. "I know, Mom. But it's still too early to be discussing this now. I asked Tony yesterday. He himself said the most important thing right now is the college entrance exams. Besides, he wants to apply for Computer Science, which shows his mind isn't really set on professional esports at the moment."

  "Let's not think that far ahead for him. We'll see after his exam results come out."

  Hearing this, Audrey also nodded. With her eldest daughter by her side, she always felt a sense of reassurance.

  Meanwhile, today was also the first day of filming for "Destined to be Queen."

  This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

  "Shootie Film and Television Base". The opening ceremony had just concluded, and the set was bustling with activity.

  "Lights, sound, cameras—final check! First scene in thirty minutes!"

  "Set construction for Group B, Scene Two, move faster! We move to Scene Two immediately after Scene One wraps!"

  "Clear the set in ten minutes! All departments, get into position!"

  Being a large-scale production, there were nearly a hundred crew members on set alone. While their activity seemed chaotic at first glance, there was actually order within the chaos, as they were all highly professional teams.

  It was late September, and the weather was still hot. Extras gathered in shady spots around the set, waiting for their call. Only the lead actors and key supporting cast had dedicated makeup rooms.

  Makeup Room No. 9 was the collective lounge for key female supporting characters. Cynthia was among them.

  She could now confirm that Chloe was one of the main roles because, during the opening ceremony, Chloe had appeared on stage with the main creative team.

  While she could only watch from afar.

  As expected, Chloe did not share the same rest area with her. She still wasn't sure exactly which role Chloe was playing, though.

  Makeup Room No. 3. Veronica was having a wig fitted while scrolling through her phone, checking the day's trending topics related to the crew.

  "Why hasn't the official blog posted any material about me?" Veronica mumbled, dissatisfied.

  She turned to her assistant, Alice. "What's going on with the publicity team? Behind-the-scenes material for the male and female leads is topping the trending charts. Where's my material?"

  Alice quickly responded, "Don't worry, Veronica. The opening ceremony just ended. Gavin and Jennifer are currently number one on the trends. The online buzz is saturated right now. We should strategically hold back and release ours when their buzz dies down a bit. It'll be better that way."

  Hearing this, Veronica nodded, catching on. "You're right. Can't be impatient. Then tell the publicity team that the next set of materials to be released should feature Whitney and me."

  "Okay. The publicity team is from our company. They'll definitely prioritize you."

  Veronica found this agreeable and couldn't help but show a smug smile.

  Next door, Makeup Room No. 4 was Chloe's makeup room.

  Even Chloe herself was quite surprised to have a private makeup room.

  Although she played the female fourth lead, she was still a newcomer. According to industry norms, the best she should get was a shared room for two or three people.

  And today, the makeup artist assigned to her was once again Lily.

  This time, however, it wasn't a coincidence. Lily had requested to be Chloe's makeup artist, tired of dealing with demanding actresses.

  She found it much more pleasant and relaxing to work on a young beauty with good natural features.

  Once hair and makeup were done, the first scene featuring the male and female leads was filmed. The set controller knocked and entered to inform, "'Daisy', prepare for Scene Two. Go over now to rehearse with the other actors."

  Upon hearing this, Chloe stood up. This was her first scene, and she would be appearing almost completely bare-faced.

  She was to play a group scene where 'Daisy', after falling into water, is lying in a room on a bed. Therefore, she didn't need full makeup, only pale complexion and lip color effects to appear sickly.

  Her excellent natural features, combined with this frail and pitiable styling, maximized the character's sense of 'fragility'.

  As a result, the moment she stepped out of the makeup room, everyone on set who saw her couldn't help but take a second look, their eyes filled with unconcealed admiration.

  Larsen, one of the original authors and scriptwriters, immediately guessed she was 'Daisy' upon seeing Chloe appear. She couldn't help but remark with a sigh and a smile, "It's like 'Daisy' has walked right out of the book."

  Arriving at the Scene Two area, most actors were already in position. Cynthia, standing to the side, felt the unease that had been brewing in her heart finally solidify into despair upon seeing Chloe appear.

  Chloe was 'Daisy'!

  And she herself was playing Daisy's maid!

  The dialogue director quickly gathered the actors with lines for Scene Two and began directing and arranging the scene on the spot.

  "When the director calls action, Daisy coughs weakly, shivering. Ada kneels, admits her mistake, and begs for mercy. Everyone, deliver your lines."

  "Daisy’s mom shouts angrily at the servants for failing to protect their mistress. Daisy, feeling sorry for her maid, pleads for her. Ada kneels, kowtows, and begs. Everyone, deliver your lines."

  "The Old Madame, furious, wants to kick Ada out. Ada kneels, kowtowing while slapping herself and crying that she was wrong. Everyone, deliver your lines."

  After hearing the breakdown of this scene, Cynthia felt as if the sky had fallen. She didn't want to do this anymore!