Chapter 21: As much prejudice as there is favoritism
After Jiang Yueyao left, Zhou Ruoyu couldn't stay any longer. When she returned to her room, she ran into Qiao Yu, who had just come downstairs.
"Ruoyu, what's wrong with you...?"
"Leave me alone!" Zhou Ruoyu pushed Qiao Yu away and rushed back to her bedroom upstairs.
"?" Completely bewildered, Qiao Yu had no choice but to follow.
I just bought her a bag last night to appease her, so what's wrong with her today?
With half the participants gone, it's impossible to hold any more group activities.
So the director had to make a last-minute change to have each group broadcast live to the audience from their rooms. The morning's competition became a challenge to increase viewership in the live stream.
Knowing she was just an ordinary minor celebrity, Song Ying had no hope for the live stream's popularity and didn't even consider choosing a place with a nice background or beautiful scenery. Instead, she simply had her equipment set up in a dimly lit massage room and just let it sit there.
When the four sets of footage are put together, the others are all bright and clean, with handsome men and beautiful women in high-definition resolution, but Song Ying's set looks like a pirated video, blurry and dark.
Most importantly, she even changed into pajamas and lay down on the massage chair.
Qin Shu poured her a glass of juice, cut some fruit and placed it beside her, then lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.
Director: ? ? ?
We told you to open for business, and you just come in and go to sleep?!
A phone call came in.
"Interaction! Interaction! We need to interact with the audience!"
Interaction is required? Song Ying looked confused. "Didn't we say it was free live streaming? Can't I do a sleeping broadcast?"
"..." The director was successfully choked up and could only try to persuade him, "Theoretically it's possible, but the problem is, without interaction, where will the popularity come from? Don't you want to win?"
"Besides haters, where do I get my popularity from?" Song Ying has a clear understanding of herself. "Rather than seeing those people criticize me, I'd rather not see them and not be bothered."
She has never been one to argue with people, and in the six months since her comeback, she has never had any conflicts with anyone.
I couldn't hold back any longer these past two days, so I went all out.
It's true that you can become famous through online feuds; even negative publicity is still publicity.
But it is ultimately not the right path.
She doesn't like it.
I don't want to become too aggressive or develop a personality like Zhou Ruoyu's, which I myself dislike.
"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."
"No, no, no! Look at your own live stream!"
"?" Song Ying looked up at the screen with a puzzled expression.
Wow!
More than 10,000 people are online.
[Aww, even though my daughter's picture is blurry, she's still so beautiful!]
[Yingbao really doesn't treat us like outsiders; who can understand a beauty's sleeping face?]
I really want to have my sister's babies!
? ? ?
Is the comment section acting up, or is she blind?
"Did you hire online trolls for me?" Song Ying asked the director instinctively.
"Do you think I have money to burn? Those are your fans!" The director was speechless.
"How could that be?" Song Ying didn't believe it.
Before she trended on social media, her Weibo posts only received a few dozen comments at most. According to Sister Hong, even the most unattractive celebrities in the entertainment industry wouldn't be this miserable.
After Jiang Yueyao made her a trending topic, her popularity soared, but it was all negative comments, so she simply ignored them and didn't dare to look at them at all.
In addition, given that she deliberately provoked and argued with people yesterday, who knows what people online will say about her lack of manners.
Will she still have so many lovely fans who like her?
The director refused to admit it, so Song Ying could only ask Qin Shu, who glanced at her sideways and asked, "Do I look like that kind of person to you?"
Song Ying thought about it and realized it made sense.
So I asked Sister Hong, and got the same negative answer.
Song Ying looked as if she had seen a ghost.
"This is weird, don't tell me these comments are all from real people..."
His attitude towards her changed completely overnight; even God himself couldn't change his mind so quickly.
"Why don't you take a look at your main Weibo account?" Sister Hong seemed to remember something.
"?"
With suspicion in her heart, Song Ying switched back to her account. After a half-minute lag, the number of followers almost blinded her.
"Holy crap, where did these ten million+ people come from?!" Is this still her account?!
“They’re all your alternate account’s fans,” Sister Hong said. “They must have come from over there.”
Following that, Sister Hong briefly described the spectacular support in the Super Topic last night, and finally earnestly advised, "Although there is a lot of malice online, there are also many people who genuinely like you. Ah Ying, don't let them down."
After hanging up the phone, Song Ying, still somewhat skeptical, clicked into her own hashtag.
Even a small firefly can start a prairie fire! @Song Ying, the fireflies will always be with you!
[@Song Ying, just keep moving forward. We'll be there to shield you from all the rumors and gossip. The fireflies will always be there for you!]
Four years of companionship have convinced me that you are definitely not that kind of person! Go ahead and boldly pursue what you love, accomplish what you want to accomplish, fearless of the world's changes, stay true to yourself, grow wildly—my Aying, your future is definitely bright!
Thirteen years of unwavering love. For every prejudice, there is an equal amount of affection; for every person who slanders and defames you, there is an equal number who loves and believes in you. May the world's best Ah Ying be safe and happy.
Each sentence, each post, contained new fans, fans who followed her from her dating blog, and longtime fans who had loved her since her childhood dramas years ago. In these brief words, their unrestrained love, support, trust, and blessings were overflowing.
This was a level of love that Song Ying had never experienced before.
When she debuted as a child star, the internet wasn't widely available. She only appeared on television briefly at that time. Even though many people edited clips of her from that period online, what they liked was just the young Song Ying from that time. That kind of affection is too distant for Song Ying today.
Later, she became a dating blogger, sharing her daily life and gaining many fans who shipped her with Qin Shu. But she also knew that what people liked was her love with Qin Shu, the romance revealed in the details of their lives.
They loved her, but it wasn't just about loving her.
But now, these messages, one after another, are from strangers, each one a unique expression of her affection.
It felt as if romantic fireworks were blooming in my heart, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.
Taking a deep breath, Song Ying straightened her back and looked at the live broadcast room.
There were still many people in the live chat who cared about her and sent her greetings.
The girl on the screen had curved eyebrows and eyes. Her originally aloof eyes were now filled with warmth, and her clear, spring-like voice had become gentle and soft.
"Let me introduce myself again—I am Song Ying. I am very happy that you came to my live broadcast room, and I thank you all for your love and concern. I am fine, and I hope you can be happy and safe as well."
[Haha, is this Yingbao's first time trying this kind of live stream?]
[The last time I saw such an old-fashioned way of greeting was in the live stream of some fifty-year-old uncle.]
[So cute and adorable, a little silly, baby, don't be too nervous! Relax! Let's talk some witty banter!]
"..."
The emotional moment that had just been built up was successfully shattered by the disdain from fans in the live chat.
There is love, but not much.
They actually thought she was old-fashioned...
However, "This is indeed my first time doing a live broadcast face-to-face, and I don't have much experience. Are there any things I should pay attention to?"
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