Lin’s employee apartment building.

Ning Wan brought Ji Yu to a residential area owned by the Lin family.

"This apartment is only a dozen minutes away from our company. It's considered a high-end residential area."

"It's usually reserved for first-tier or second-tier artists. The security of the community is very good. Basically no one can disturb you if you live here."

"Then how many lines should I calculate?" Ji Yu asked puzzledly.

"18th line may not be enough to be 18th line." Ning Wan's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Ji Yu's head.

"Okay! Then does this count as abusing my power for personal gain?"

Ning Wan smiled somewhat ambiguously, and looked at Ji Yu with an unreserved look.

"It's enough for you to know it yourself. Young people should work harder. You should always have dreams."

Then Ning Wan took Ji Yu to the 19th floor of the apartment.

Ji Yu asked doubtfully: "Sister, isn't there an empty room downstairs?"

Ji Yu looked at the height of the 19th floor. He was not afraid of heights, but he felt that he lived too high up and it took a lot of time to go up and down the stairs.

"Qiao Qiao lives alone in the large flat upstairs. Although Qiao Qiao has a house in the city, he will stay here if he works overtime late at night."

Ning Wan's expression at this moment seemed to be saying, I've explained it so clearly, you're not still pretending not to understand, are you?

Ji Yu tactfully accepted the key that Ning Wan handed over.

The room has 2 bedrooms, 1 living room, 1 kitchen, 1 bathroom and a balcony. The house is very clean and Ji Yu is also very satisfied with the modern and simple decoration style.

"Sister Ning Wan, my hand is injured now. I need you to go and tell the production team and pack my luggage."

Ning Wan nodded: "I'll send someone to help you pack your things this afternoon and send them back to you when the time comes."

"Thank you, Sister Ning Wan."

"That's fine. I'm leaving now. After two weeks, when the bandages on your hands are removed, I'll arrange for you to audition."

Ji Yu sent Ning Wan to the door and said politely, "Thank you, sister. Drive slowly on the way."

Ji Yu received a package sent by Ning Wan that night, along with a contract to terminate the program and compensation from the director.

The compensation plus the film remuneration was actually 100,000 yuan. Ji Yu remembered that when he signed the contract, it was 5,000 yuan a week! He had only recorded for three weeks, so the remuneration should only be 15,000 yuan.

I don’t know whether the rest of the money was fought for by Sister Ning Wan or was paid to me by the director as compensation for work injuries.

But Ji Yu still posted a Weibo that evening, announcing his withdrawal from the show.

"I would like to thank the production team for their help and care during this period. I have learned a lot in three weeks. I have to withdraw from the competition due to injury. I hope that the next two performances will have high ratings. I also hope that everyone will support my good friends Han Jinxu and Yan Jiachi, and help them vote more to help me realize my unfulfilled dream."

Ji Yu also specially attached the only photo of the three of them.

After posting on Weibo, Ji Yu fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, Ji Yu received a call from Sister Ning Wan before he woke up.

"Ji Yu, did you post on Weibo yesterday?"

Ji Yu didn’t know why the other party was so angry, but still admitted that he posted on Weibo.

"Since you posted on Weibo to thank the other contestants, why didn't you add the names of two more players? Now Hu Huaishu's fans are saying that you are ungrateful and don't know what is good for you." There was some helplessness in Ning Wan's voice.

Ji Yu opened his mouth to explain something, but even if he said it, would Ning Wan believe it without evidence?

"Forget it, just stay home and delete your Weibo. I'll take care of this matter. Don't check Weibo for now."

Ning Wan hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

Ji Yu couldn't help but pick up his phone. He was unwilling to delete the Weibo post because he had done nothing wrong.

How could someone like Hu Huaishu, who framed me, have the nerve to come here and turn the tables on me?

Ji Yu was browsing Weibo. Hu Huaishu's fans were cursing him one harsher than the other. Some passers-by came to watch the video and without exception, they were all saying that Ji Yu was heartless.

There was even a big V who specially edited a video. The first half was all about Hu Huaishu's care for Ji Yu over the past month. In the second half of the video, they specially edited the part where Ji Yu shook off Hu Huaishu's hand on the stage.

The wind direction is unanimously in favor of Hu Huaishu.

Regarding the part about shaking hands, Ji Yu felt that these people really took it out of context. He just pulled his hand out naturally, and it was not like the video clip where he shook Hu Huaishu off with all his strength.

The angle of this video is really tricky.

"Huai Huai: I used to support the pairing of these two. Damn it, I was blind. I didn't realize that Ji was such a person."

"I feel sorry for Shushu: He already knows how to use people before he becomes famous. I think he is too deep-minded at such a young age!"

"I think it's wrong too! They seemed to be doing well before! In the first half of the video, their relationship was quite harmonious, why did it become like this later?"

"Weiwei: I said this Ji guy is not a good person. Ever since he framed our actress Song, I felt that he has deep thoughts."

"Tangtang is so sweet: Am I the only one who thinks there's something else going on here?"

"Breeze: Don't try to clean up the guy upstairs. He has bad character. He has bad character. He is a scumbag from birth. I don't know why his parents gave birth to him!"

"I smiled slightly: That's right. He's such a bastard, and he still has the nerve to say that Queen Song forced him. I wouldn't even want him if he gave him money."

Ji Yu saw the comments below, each one more harsh than the last, so he simply turned off his phone and went back to sleep.

It was not until after seven o'clock in the evening that Ji Yu was awakened by the intermittent knocking on the door.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and ran to the door to open it.

At the door was Lin Qiaoqiao, carrying a steaming meal.

"Sister, why are you here?" The boy, who had just woken up, spoke with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Lin Qiaoqiao reached out and ruffled the boy's messy hair, and asked gently, "Have you cried?"

The boy's voice was hoarse as he had just woken up, and his eye circles were slightly red due to rubbing his eyes, making him look like he had just passed by not long ago.

"No!" Ji Yu looked at the dusty Lin Qiaoqiao and asked, "Why did you come to see me, sister?"

Lin Qiaoqiao shook the dinner in her hand and said, "I heard from Ning Wan that she couldn't contact you all day. I came to see you after get off work today."

Ji Yu was a bit of a homebody because he lived alone, and he was in a bad mood, so he hadn't eaten anything all day. When he smelled the fragrance of food, his stomach growled.

"Come in!" Ji Yu took out a pair of spare slippers from the cabinet next to him.