"This...this doesn't matter?"
"They are preparing for one last psychological offensive before the lottery draw."
Liu Rulan said calmly, "You can just control the comments normally. There's no need for an official response. Also, be careful to restrain the other members of your team and don't leave any evidence for them when you're cleaning up."
"Okay, okay..." Xiao Zhou hesitated for a moment, then asked in a businesslike manner, "Sister Liu, you haven't left any evidence in Beijing recently, have you? Will they reveal any more inside information?"
“Don’t worry, they wouldn’t dare drag the judges into this.” Liu Rulan thought carefully for a moment, then shook her head. “Those old fogies aren’t pushovers either. If they really dare to overturn everyone’s table, then we’ll be in big trouble afterwards.”
Who has ever seen someone hit the referee on the field? That would be a sure way to get a red card.
Liu Rulan was certain that these people wouldn't release any more information, and she herself was always cautious and wouldn't give them any leverage.
"You guys control the comments normally, and remember to issue announcements on time. Oh, and we also need to investigate which companies were involved and who the main mastermind was."
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Rulan took off her headphones again.
Psychological warfare?
These are all things she's already done before.
This situation clearly indicates that the other party has two main objectives.
One approach is to exert pressure before the final draw, creating public pressure to make Xiao He feel guilty, or to pressure the organizers to change the final candidate to someone else before the draw—as long as the host hasn't announced the name on stage, all the remaining nominees still have a chance.
The second method is to reveal the final outcome before the lottery draw, thus planting the seeds of "I knew it" in everyone's hearts, and then conveying the "buying the prize" mentality that they want to emphasize to everyone—in this way, even if Xiao He wins the prize in the end, it will be illegitimate.
The public's impression of him is not that he truly deserved the award, but rather that the purchase of the award is linked to his Best Actor award, which greatly diminishes the prestige of the award and may even affect his future career development.
Both of these purposes are driven by malicious intent.
The former was betting that Xiao He and his team would lose their composure, and also betting that the organizers' stance was not firm enough. The latter was driven by the idea of making things unpleasant even if they didn't win the award. Since they had already dug the pit, they wouldn't lose out no matter what they did.
What a pity!
Liu Rulan sneered.
These little tricks are no match for her.
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"Xiao Xiao".
Ding Wanyu looked at the message on her phone, shielding the screen to avoid being caught on camera, and then handed it to Xiao He: "It seems something happened online."
Logically, it's best not to use your phone while sitting here, but nowadays everyone is glued to their phones, so if you sit here quietly and use your phone, no one will say anything.
Ding Wanyu noticed the situation online while secretly playing on her phone, so she quickly reminded Xiao He.
Xiao He glanced down at Ding Wanyu's phone, then turned to look at the people sitting behind him. Sure enough, he saw that only Xiao Chen and his mother were in the audience; Sister Liu had already left.
Immediately, he slowly withdrew his gaze and even comforted Ding Wanyu: "Sister Ding, don't worry, someone will handle it."
He simply needs to sit here and quietly await the outcome...
As the news spread, other people soon began to look at Xiao He, intentionally or unintentionally.
Xiao He remained seated, unmoved.
Some people have a more direct gaze, and Xiao He will meet their gaze in a very friendly manner, nod in acknowledgment, and wear a warm smile on his face.
The person who was being nodded to felt awkward not to respond, so they could only force a smile and nod to Xiao He to show their friendliness.
Gradually, no one looked at Xiao He anymore.
Those mocking or scrutinizing gazes finally disappeared from Xiao He.
Mr. Xu, sitting in the front row of the judges' panel, slowly withdrew his gaze.
"This kid is quite composed."
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