Chapter 59: Turnaround

Xuan Zhe was there, and Tang Weisheng was trying to swallow his anger, but a fish bone was stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow it easily. He couldn't hold it in for more than half a minute before he lay on the table and started coughing.

"Apple cider vinegar!" Wen Shuang reacted and immediately called the waiter, "Do you have apple cider vinegar?"

Tang Weisheng waved his hand, took a deep breath, got up and went to the bathroom.

Wen Shuang looked at Tang Weisheng's slightly embarrassed figure and said hesitantly: "Did I offend him again?"

Even Xuanzhe couldn't explain this phenomenon, and quickly made a choice between his wife and his brother, "It's okay, he's lucky."

Tang Weisheng came back after dealing with the fish bones, his neck was red. He sat down with a sullen face, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Wen Shuang pointed to the remaining half plate of shrimp and said, "This is delicious, try it."

Tang Weisheng lowered his head to eat mashed potatoes and ignored him. Come on, if you have the guts, try to stop him with this!

"If you don't want to eat it, forget it." Wen Shuang grumbled, proudly scooping all the remaining shrimp into his own bowl. He avoided Xuanzhe's hand, meaning that he didn't need to peel it again. "You eat yours, I can spit out the shells myself."

Tang Weisheng snorted when he heard this, "Why, you are raising a son?" This was clearly directed at Xuan Zhe.

Xuanzhe said, "Let's talk about it when you're in a relationship."

Tang Weisheng disagreed and never thought about "love". Being alone was enough.

Xuan Zhe asked about Tang Weisheng's business as if casually. Cui Yaocheng was an old fox, and the case had not been decided yet. Cui Yaocheng still wanted to deduct some money. Tang Weisheng was too lazy to talk around it, so he just took it as a way to relax and kept dragging it on.

Of course, the deal soon fell through.

Shortly after dinner, the hotel called and said the person had been found.

Xuanzhe's prediction was correct. Someone followed Wen Shuang in. The other party might not have expected that Wen Shuang went to the highest floor. According to the surveillance, the man did not have a room card for the presidential room, so he just checked into a room on the standard floor. At night, when everyone was asleep, the security was relatively weak. He took the opportunity to sneak into the utility room to find the cleaner's clothes, and stole the authority card of a female cleaner on night shift. After arriving at the door of Wen Shuang's room, he wandered around for a long time and finally stuck a razor blade.

It was like some kind of warning.

Because this person left his identification information when he checked in, he was found quickly. He was just about to leave when he was detained by the hotel.

"But Mr. Xuan, the other party is very stubborn and says that he is unhappy with Mr. Wen." The manager was cautious over there.

Xuanzhe glanced at the little quail who was chewing an apple with one hand, thinking that it was unpleasant to see that a normal person could have such thoughts.

"Got it." Xuanzhe hung up the phone and called Cao Nanyu. He simply said, "Let him speak."

Cao Nanyu had just finished washing up and was about to lie down when he was suddenly deprived of his rest time. He naturally would not blame Xuan Zhe for this, and of course he did not have the courage to do so. It could only be those who were targeted by Xuan Zhe who suffered along with him.

After patiently waiting for Wen Shuang to finish eating the apple, Xuanzhe came over with the ointment and said, "Change it again."

Wen Shuang followed his wishes and said, "Yeah."

"Let the doctor see you again when you get home and prescribe some better medicine." Xuanzhe's hands moved very lightly, as if he was holding something precious. Wen Shuang stared at him for a few seconds and couldn't help but move forward to touch him. Xuanzhe hissed softly, "Don't mess with me!"

If Xuan Zhe was not there, Wen Shuang would be more or less uneasy, after all, it was the first time for him to encounter such a thing as sticking a razor blade to the door. But with Xuan Zhe there, he felt that no matter how fierce the bloody storm was, he was not afraid. Wen Shuang's hand was injured and he couldn't touch water. He could take a shower alone, but President Xuan squeezed in in the name of "being worried". Needless to say, he washed Wen Shuang in one go after getting his hand dirty. While pushing Wen Shuang against the wall to prevent him from making any sound, he also ensured that his right hand wrapped in gauze was intact. It has to be said that President Xuan is really amazing.

Xuanzhe didn't get to eat meat last night, so he ate double the amount tonight. Wen Shuang was finally carried out by him. The young man lay on the bed, groaning a little uncomfortably, and quickly fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

Xuanzhe watched over him for a while, then got up and left.

Cao Nanyu wiped the blood that had splattered on his neck and suppressed the anger in his eyes. Xuanzhe's special assistant was naturally not as simple as Wen Shuang saw. After he left, he happened to meet Xuanzhe who had rushed over, followed by Tang Weisheng. Seeing Xuan Zhe nod, Cao Nanyu whispered, "I got a contact number. Although I used someone else's ID card, I still found it. Following this line all the way up, I found out that it was one of Cui Mingsheng's bodyguards."

Xuanzhe's eyes darkened suddenly, "Only him"

Cao Nanyu shook his head. "With Cui Mingsheng's authority, he couldn't find Wen Shuang's room number. And Wen Shuang saved Lin Nuan yesterday, and Chuanyu's Tan Tianhe was also involved. Tan Tianhe is the one who has been controlling Lin Nuan all these years."

Xuanzhe understood that the two men had joined forces. He turned slightly and said to Tang Weisheng, "Will you continue your business with the Cui family?"

Tang Weisheng leaned lazily against the wall, his tone nonchalant, "You're about to deal with them, so why would I even discuss business with you?"

Xuanzhe said solemnly, "Or you can wait. I'll pull Cui Yaocheng down and let someone else go up."

Tang Weisheng was a little surprised. Xuan Zhe was not unaware of what Tang Wansu and her brother had been doing over the years. They had been making money and expanding their network in the name of the Xuan family. When Xuan Zhe was in a good mood, he let them do what they wanted, but when he was in a bad mood, he would trip them up. No matter how Tang Wansu and Xuan Zhong cried afterwards, they had to live under Xuan Zhe's shadow. The man controlled a business empire, but was reluctant to give Tang Wansu a share. This time, he rarely gave in and did not cut off their business line. Tang Weisheng did not feel that he had lost face.

He smiled knowingly and said, "How can this be considered a reward for helping your boyfriend?"

Xuanzhe looked at him, his eyes dark, "You can understand it that way."

Cui Yaocheng was dragged into this situation quite quickly, perhaps in the time it took Wen Shuang to fall asleep. Xuan Zhe's network of contacts was incredibly complicated. The web he had woven day and night over the years was enough to include everyone. Tan Tianhe could not be moved for a moment, but it was very easy to make the other party pay the price. If he dared to threaten Wen Shuang and hurt Wen Shuang, Xuan Zhe would make him pay.

City B was still shrouded in typhoon weather. Wen Shuang woke up from a good sleep and had no idea what was happening outside. There were several famous watches on the table. They were the apology gifts Cui Yaocheng gave him when he was woken up by a nightmare in the middle of the night and was in a panic. They were expensive, but they were thoughtful.

Xuanzhe was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. Wen Shuang got up and washed up first, then ran straight to her boyfriend. She rubbed against Xuanzhe's arms for a while, messing up his collar. Xuanzhe didn't care, but picked up a watch and handed it to Wen Shuang, "Do you like it?"

"It's a bit fancy, not as nice as the one you gave me before." Wen Shuang didn't take it, but just took a quick look at it, knowing that it was definitely not Xuan Zhe's work.

"Keep it and give it as a gift later." Xuanzhe put it back.

Wen Shuang: "Okay."

The two of them couldn't go anywhere. While Xuanzhe was working, Wen Shuang checked the scripts sent by Zhu Lian. He now had some choice and could pick some variety shows or TV series he liked.

Zhu Lian didn't dare to come up. Although she had no way of foreseeing that Wen Shuang would be injured, leaving the young man alone in the hotel was like walking into Xuan Zhe's trap.

After three hours, Xuanzhe closed his computer and came over. Wen Shuang pointed to a variety show where he was a judge and asked him, "How is it?"

Xuanzhe read it carefully and said, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it feels very relaxing. The judges just sit there and don't have to do anything." Wen Shuang rested her head on Xuan Zhe's legs. "Anyway, I praise everyone who comes. I do whatever the production team asks me to do. The price they offer is not low."

Xuanzhe was sure that this time it was under his nose, and finally he relaxed: "Okay, let's do this." After that, he threw Wen Shuang's mobile phone, picked her up and went to bed. After finishing the work, he needed some projects to entertain himself.

For four days, Quanyi's executives nearly bombarded Cao Nanyu with calls, but what could he do?

Xuanzhe and Wen Shuang had never been apart except for the six hours of office time every day. This gave President Xuan the illusion of a honeymoon. From the bathroom to the floor-to-ceiling window, he had unlocked all the postures and scenes that could be unlocked. Occasionally, when Wen Shuang complained, he would lie on the bed with the young man and watch a movie. In short, he felt more fulfilled than ever before.

Of course, this kind of "fulfillment" always has a contrasting object. Anyway, Wen Shuang has been keeping her head down since leaving the hotel today, looking like she is ready to fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

Cao Nanyu and Zhu Lian followed behind, exchanging glances. They both felt that President Xuan was going too far... How could he be so irritating?

Today's flight finally took off normally. As soon as Wen Shuang got on the plane, he lowered the backrest to relieve his aching waist. He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly woke up. He took the time to pat Xuanzhe's arm and shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Be a human being!"

The flight attendant immediately gave me a look of surprise and slight excitement.

President Xuan's expression was calm and he responded in a good mood.

After returning to City A, Wen Shuang's hand was almost healed, and the files in Xuanzhe's computer were piling up to the point of overflowing the memory. The leisurely days seemed like a dream, and everyone was busy again.

The variety show that Wen Shuang participated in this time was called "New Star Debut", which was another gimmick created by the circle to promote young idols. Nowadays, various idol groups are emerging in an endless stream, like leeks popping up crazily after the rain. Their value is short-lived but the profits are huge. Once one or two companies break out, they will have more cash cows, and new recruits are the easiest to control, which is a win-win situation.

"New Star Debut" is the most successful show in the past six months. All the newcomers are handsome men and beautiful women, all of whom are at the level of school beauties and school idols. Even the fans of rival shows can't stop criticizing them. The eye-catching level alone is far better than similar variety shows. Needless to say, the investment tycoons behind the scenes must have a share of the power.

Tomorrow she will participate in the recording as a special guest. This program will also be live broadcast, so Wen Shuang must be familiar with the entire process. At this moment, she is sitting cross-legged on the sofa and reciting silently.

It is very rare for newcomers to become judges just by participating in a variety show or acting in a TV series, not to mention that Wen Shuang has no achievements at present. As soon as the official Weibo of "New Star" was announced, there was a heated discussion online. The popularity of the program was already high, and coupled with Wen Shuang's own traffic, it was a good chemical reaction. There were more criticisms than expectations. Everyone felt that the program team had also changed and would do anything for traffic. Some opponents and black fans who were afraid of Wen Shuang heard the news and stirred up trouble in the square, which provoked a group of fans to lose their minds and ran to Wen Shuang's Weibo to leave messages, demanding that he withdraw from the recording of New Star.

Wen Shuang had seen it a long time ago, but he was not affected at all. After all, his state of mind was different. For Wen Shuang, there were no so-called rivals or enemies. He entered the entertainment industry for money at first, and later it was involved in the interests of many parties, and he could not extricate himself in an instant. Anyway, he had a clear conscience, and when he really needed to leave, he could just pat his butt and leave.

Zhu Lian was worried about Wen Shuang being affected, but when she opened her Weibo account, she discovered that this person had reached the top of the trending search list: #闻霜QAQ#

One loyal fan of the show's production team was incredibly sharp and earnest, leaving a flurry of comments on Wen Shuang's Weibo account. The likes skyrocketed, but Wen Shuang wasn't angry. Instead, she responded gently: "I'm sorry, but this isn't something I can decide on my own. I'll participate in one episode first, and if it doesn't work out, I want to withdraw. Is that okay? Now you're saying so many people will suffer with me. Please forgive me, QAQ."

The loyal fan didn't expect Wen Shuang to reply to him. After three minutes of silence, he said: [I know you are a traffic star. You are such a rising star with such a good momentum. Are you willing to give up?]

Wen Shuang continued gently: [I'm willing to give up. Let me fool the company first. I also need to make a living. QAQ]

Most artists wouldn't dare to say that, but Quan Yi's boss is Xuan Zhe, so it's no problem for Wen Shuang to just let it go.

This fan remained silent for even longer, perhaps blinded by Wen Shuang's "QAQ" chatter, and finally typed: [Okay, I hope you keep your promise.]

A bunch of onlookers were at a loss whether to laugh or cry, thinking that Wen Shuang was too bold and dared to say anything. Fans continued to tremble with fear after laughing, hoping that Wen Shuang would say less and make fewer mistakes, and that it would be okay if she didn't do anything wrong, and just stop trying to be rich.

President Xuan said that it was a small matter and that when the public relations department sent out their internet trolls to suppress it, he would definitely protect Wen Shuang.

Any intern in "New Star Debut" has his or her own special talents. In other words, coming here to be a judge without knowing anything is tantamount to being a slap in the face in disguise. With the addition of Wen Shuang, the topic exploded, and the live broadcast room was full of people before the time was up.

As soon as seven o'clock arrived, everyone rubbed their hands excitedly.

The hosts are all big names in the industry, and orders have been given from above that the atmosphere must be lively today.

The four permanent judges are all giants in the field of singing and dancing, with the youngest being forty years old. Wen Shuang, as a special guest, looks very young even in a suit, which makes him look so handsome under the high-definition camera that he is indescribably angry. The barrage of comments was originally saying [Get out of here, stick], but it got stuck here.

[Hmm…I only watch rising stars in variety shows. This Wen Shuang definitely shouldn’t be on stage.]

[It's quite pretty... Sisters, I suddenly feel sorry for it.]

[You're not the only one above. I watch Rising Stars just to lick the screen. I admit I like handsome guys. I'm a bitch!]

The rising star has a lot of female fans, 90% of whom are fans of looks. Wen Shuang's appearance is not much different from that of the most popular contestants.

Wen Shuang waved at the camera and smiled gently. The mom fans hidden in the barrage could no longer hold back and started screaming "Ahhh".

Xuanzhe sat in front of the computer, taking screenshots frantically with an expressionless face.

This time they have been upgraded to the top 16, and they are performing in groups of two. What we can see is not only their specialties, but also the growth and temperament of the newcomers. The camera is not stingy, giving fans from all groups ample opportunities to perform. Wen Shuang tried hard to reduce her presence and kept smiling appropriately.

The third group was a pair of girls, one playing the piano and the other dancing, which attracted the praise of the female judges. They praised it as "lingering in the air for three days" and "moving dance moves". After the performance, they probably felt that Wen Shuang's participation was too low, so they threw the topic to him, "What do you think, little Wen Shuang?"

She is nearly twenty years older than Wen Shuang, so the word "little" is appropriate and also a little playful.

Wen Shuang was in a state of ecstasy. Hearing this, she was shocked and blurted out without organizing her words: "It can be seen that contestant number five is very skilled in piano, but it would be better if he could pick the strings more accurately."

I'm vomiting. How can he, who knows nothing at all, even know what picking a string is?

[Hey, if I don't say something at this point, I'll look stupid. Those who understand will understand.]

I just want to see if this person can deliver on his promise and leave the show.

Wen Shuang's fans were chomping at the bit, but their idol wasn't good at this, so they didn't dare to refute!

Another serious-looking male judge was known for his harsh criticism. Wen Shuang was talking about a team he had his eye on, and he immediately became unhappy. He stood up and gestured to Wen Shuang, "Since Wen Shuang mentioned that, you must be an expert. I see you're tired of sitting here all the time. Give it a try."

There was a sudden burst of applause, but it didn't seem like much of a welcome.

Wen Shuang sighed in her heart. She hadn't realized the competition was so fierce before coming here.

[Hahaha, his expression changed! He didn't expect to hit a wall! Died of laughter!]

[Fan Xiaosen is really being disrespectful by doing this. Wen Shuang was actually invited because of her popularity and good looks.]

[Stop bashing the above. Just think like you. There are so many unworthy rubbish in the domestic entertainment industry right now. Just lie down and be ridiculed.]

Wen Shuang had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the stage. Everyone felt that he was a fish on the chopping board, and one cut of the knife might destroy all his accumulated popularity.

But the sharp-eyed people noticed that Wen Shuang did not show any signs of stage fright or panic. He made a gentleman's gesture, signaling contestant No. 5 to move aside, then straightened his sleeves and sat upright in front of the guqin.

The field suddenly became quiet.

How to describe it? It is a very subtle aura, like spreading an invisible net, gathering everyone's emotions in the palm of the hand with a calm and relaxed attitude.

Wen Shuang was educated by his grandfather for a long time and was well-known for his scholarly family. These were the basic methods for cultivating his sentiments in daily life.

As soon as the first note came out, the faces of several judges changed.

There is an operation...

Of course there are moves. Wen Shuang's fingering and posture are both first-rate. It takes ten or eight years to practice to achieve such maturity. The sound of the piano starts out ethereal and imaginative, but suddenly becomes rapid the moment people relax their minds, like the changing winds and clouds, and thousands of troops are roaring in from the end of the field of vision! The microphone is far away, but the sound of the piano is competing, hitting everyone's heart with the force of breaking through the air.

Wen Shuang became interested in playing the piano. He hadn't touched the piano for a long time. He kept filling holes and burying soil every day. A good piano produces good sounds. He gradually found back some of the feeling he had when he was in his hometown manor, playing the piano while his grandfather drank tea. The grandfather and grandson guarded the bamboo forest that they planted year after year, and lived a life in paradise for a long time.

When the last note fell, the whole place fell silent.

Wen Shuang hadn't noticed yet, and gave a shy smile to contestant number five beside her: "Actually, you have a very good foundation. If you want to develop in this area, you must be humble and not be arrogant or impatient."

The girl blushed slightly, with stars twinkling in her eyes, and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Wen Shuang stood up and bowed slightly to everyone, "Excuse me for the performance."

[Where are the haters! Where are the trolls! Where are the opponents! Get down on your feet!!!]

【Frost Cub is awesome!!!】

[Ahhhh! What kind of god am I a fan of?!]

I've climbed the wall, I've climbed the wall! Sisters, here I come, I want to be a mom fan with you, woo woo woo, when the little brother played the piano, I was completely stunned, mom! A god has come down to earth!

I never expected that Wen Shuang had this skill.

Xuanzhe stared at the screen with deep eyes. After a moment, he picked up his phone and asked Cao Nanyu to order the best guqin.

Wen Shuang didn't think it was a big deal. She returned to the judges' seat calmly, put on an official smile, and planned to quietly finish the whole process.

But his behavior shocked the production team. The assistant director made a gesture to several judges behind the curtain, and from then on, any topic would inevitably fall on Wen Shuang.

Wen Shuang couldn't dance, so she could only brag to the camera, "Your dancing style is only found in heaven. How many times can you see it in this world? You're as graceful as a startled swan and as graceful as a flying dragon. I'm talking about you, right? It's so stunning!"

Barrage: 【】Brother, your rainbow fart is pretty good!

The dancer is a newcomer who just turned 18, named Zhang Zixuan. He was admitted to the best dance academy as an exception, which shows how talented he is. Although he is young, he is handsome and has a fascinating sense of fragility when dancing. He has a considerable number of fans and is the most popular person in this variety show.

Zhang Zixuan was stunned when Wen Shuang played the piano earlier. Now, hearing her praise him like that, the usually confident and sunny boy blushed in front of the camera for the first time. He kept shrinking behind his partner and stealing a glance at Wen Shuang from time to time with a bright look in his eyes.

Sisters, I...

【I want to...】

【I also……】

The army of ellipsis has taken over the barrage, and everything is self-explanatory.

Some members of the "Ning Shuang Party" tried to struggle, but when the host asked who they wanted to work with next time, Zhang Zixuan weakly said "Teacher Wen Shuang", and immediately they climbed the wall faster than monkeys climbing trees.

Looking at the "dirty words" on the barrage, Xuanzhe narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

Wen Shuang sent a message to Xuan Zhe as soon as the recording was finished. The man didn't reply, so he must be on the way. He took the time to check Weibo and immediately looked at his expression. No, what the hell is Shuangxuan CP?

Wen Shuang was terrified, thinking that the one at home might not have seen it.

"Teacher Wen Shuang." Someone called softly.

Wen Shuang turned around and found Zhang Zixuan standing not far away with a red face and a sincere "admiration" written on his face.

Wen Shuang: "..." He will leave after the recording this time, so let's just shoot a TV series.

But how is that possible?

The netizen who once criticized Wen Shuang and asked him to quit the program team left a message again, and he has transformed from a passionate and indignant "troll" to a mother's fan: [Shuangzi, I won't watch Xinxing without you!]