Chapter 174 I think you're fooling me
After hesitating for a while, Lu Yanhe replied to Lin Miaomiao: Don't make wild guesses.
He put down his phone, ignoring the new messages, looked up at the night sky, and smiled with great joy.
About twenty minutes later, Lu Yanhe returned to the dressing room.
Cheng Hai has finished his solo performance. All five of them have finished their solo performances, leaving only the final group performance, "Chasing Dreams."
When Lu Yanhe returned to the dressing room, he sensed that something was off.
Li Zhibai's face was grim and gloomy. He crossed his arms and didn't say a word or look at his phone, as if he was sulking.
Lu Yanhe asked Yan Liang in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Yan Liang opened something on his phone and handed it to Lu Yanhe.
It's a post where someone updated their social media page, saying that at the "Don't Say Goodbye Graduation Season" gala, during Li Zhibai's performance, someone next to her shone a laser pointer into Li Zhibai's eyes and was arrested by security. The person was very angry when they were arrested, saying that cursing Li Zhibai deserved it.
This post was a screenshot, and no further information was available. It was forwarded to Weibo and attracted considerable attention.
The fact that Li Zhibai was being shone with a laser pointer during his performance was already seen by many people during the live broadcast. This post only confirms the incident from the perspective of the audience at the scene.
Lu Yanhe was puzzled, mainly because he didn't understand why Li Zhibai's face had turned somber because of this post.
Li Zhibai seemed quite open-minded before.
Lu Yanhe looked at Yan Liang with a puzzled expression.
Yan Liang immediately swiped the screen and showed it to Lu Yanhe.
The second screenshot is the comment section of the post featured in the first screenshot.
The top comment reads: "It seems that the person who shone the laser pointer at Li Zhibai is a fan of Ma Zhiyuan. Yesterday, someone from Ma Zhiyuan's fan club said that they would teach Li Zhibai a lesson today. Could it be her?"
Attached is a screenshot of a group chat. The group chat name is "Zhiyuan Cool Boy". In it, an ID named "Wo Xinyi" said at 8:27 pm yesterday: I'm going to do something big tomorrow night. I'm going to teach Li Zhibai a lesson so he won't get hit by my Yuanbao again.
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Lu Yanhe stared in astonishment at the screenshot, utterly bewildered.
"Is it true or false?" he asked Yan Liang in a low voice.
"I don't know if it's true or not, but after Li Zhibai saw this, he went to find Brother Ping'an and asked him to confirm whether it was Ma Zhiyuan's fan or not. If it was Ma Zhiyuan's fan who did this, he wouldn't let it go so easily. But Brother Ping'an refused to investigate at this time." Yan Liang finished speaking softly and sighed. "Brother Ping'an told him to perform well first and talk about this after the performance tonight."
As soon as Yan Liang finished speaking, Li Zhibai snorted and said, "What do you mean by waiting until tonight's performance is over before we talk about this? He doesn't want to deal with this matter anymore. Ma Zhiyuan is about to be transferred to his team, why would he cause trouble for Ma Zhiyuan?"
Lu Yanhe: "Don't get emotional. If this was really Ma Zhiyuan's fans' intentional act, then your fans aren't pushovers either. How could they allow his fans to hurt you like this? Focus on performing well later. We can talk about anything else after tonight. Otherwise, if you can't control your emotions, you won't be able to perform well on stage."
"I have absolutely no desire to perform on stage right now," Li Zhibai said in a muffled voice.
Lu Yanhe said helplessly, "You need to be more professional. Tonight, many of your fans came specifically for you. Why let your haters affect your performance for your fans? You can settle the score later. This is not something Zhou Ping'an can stop. Even if he tries to get away with it, can the company just stand by and watch you get hurt? A laser pointer pointing at your eyes can cause damage."
"Lu Yanhe, stop trying to sow discord here!" Zhou Ping'an suddenly pushed the door open and came in with a dark face. He glared angrily at Lu Yanhe as if he were an enemy. "You just said I was going to brush this off without even asking me?"
Lu Yanhe paused for a moment, thought about what he had just said, and realized that Zhou Ping'an had misunderstood; he probably only heard the latter part of his words.
"Don't take things out of context if you didn't hear the whole thing." Lu Yanhe frowned. Instead of being submissive, he denied it directly. "Even if you didn't hear two words? Li Zhibai's mood is affected now because of your handling of the situation. I was just trying to cheer him up."
"I don't need you to be so kind!" Zhou Ping'an didn't listen to Lu Yanhe's explanation at all, and seemed not to believe what Lu Yanhe said.
"You're suddenly defending me now, huh? Why didn't you stand up for me earlier?" Li Zhibai sneered at Zhou Ping'an. "Don't think it's Lao Lu who's slandering you. I'm the one who's unhappy. He said even if you're fooling me, I was the one who said that first. Aren't you just planning to take over Ma Zhiyuan? Anyway, he's so famous, you can just manage him alone. Why do you care about us?"
Zhou Ping'an clenched his fists in anger.
"Don't act recklessly at a time like this, Li Zhibai! I didn't say we wouldn't pursue this matter; I'm just telling you not to make a scene now. There are too many people here, what are you going to do?" he said in a low voice.
Li Zhibai looked at him coldly and said, "Then let me ask you this: if it really was Ma Zhiyuan's fan who deliberately shone a laser pointer into my eyes today, would you condemn it?"
"Of course!" Zhou Pingan said decisively.
"Then will you point out that the person who shone a laser pointer into my eyes today was a fan of Ma Zhiyuan?!" Li Zhibai asked without hesitation.
Zhou Ping'an remained silent.
He glared angrily at Li Zhibai, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "This is not something I can decide."
“Then listen up, Zhou Ping’an.” Li Zhibai was expressionless, his eyes as cold as ice. “I think you’re fooling me, do you understand? These words weren’t spoken by Lu Yanhe, they weren’t him trying to sow discord, it’s me who thinks you’re fooling me, and I’m very unhappy right now.”
Zhou Ping'an was silent for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, you're tough, you have a bad temper, I can't control you, right? Do whatever you want. Tonight is your performance. If you want to perform with this kind of resentment, then go ahead! Anyway, your family is rich, you'll still have people supporting you even without me!"
Zhou Ping'an was so angry that he turned around and left the dressing room.
He had just rushed out when Chen Ziyan walked in.
"Did your manager get angry or did someone step on his invisible tail? Why did he rush out like a bomb?" Chen Ziyan looked everyone in the room over, found the culprit, and looked helplessly at Li Zhibai, "Why did you have to make your manager angry?"
Li Zhi's head was a stroke of the pen.
“It wasn’t me who made him angry, it was him who made me angry,” Li Zhibai said coldly.
Lu Yanhe: "..."
When Li Zhibai loses his temper, no one can persuade him, and he becomes ruthless even to his own family.
Cheng Hai and Tu Song remained silent throughout, without uttering a single word.
Chen Ziyan: "It's okay to be angry, but you still need to adjust your state of mind. The audience members who came to the venue paid for their tickets, and they are not obligated to bear the consequences of your anger and watch a performance where you are not in the right state of mind."
Li Zhibai said, "At worst, I'll just refund their tickets."
"Is this your attitude as an artist?" Chen Ziyan asked gently but firmly. "It's perfectly normal for people to have tempers, but as an artist, you have to be able to control your temper and adjust your state of mind. That's professionalism."
Li Zhibai moved his lips as if he wanted to refute, but in the end he closed them and said nothing more.
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On the other side of the stage, MX had just finished their performance, and the group had come off the stage.
Chen Jing followed at the back, drenched in sweat, his clothes completely soaked.
Performing outdoors in this kind of weather is no different from soaking in a hot spring.
He wiped the sweat from his brow, wanting to wipe it with his sleeve, but then he remembered that the clothes he was wearing were borrowed and he would have to return them later. If he wiped them with his sleeve, his makeup would get on them.
Chen Jing had no choice but to give up.
The group returned to the lounge, where the cool air made everyone feel much more comfortable.
No one spoke throughout the entire process, including Ma Zhiyuan, Qu Yousong, and Wei Zhuoran.
The performance just now had several mistakes. First, Wei Zhuoran and Jiang Bai's positioning was messed up. To be precise, Wei Zhuoran moved in the wrong position and bumped into Jiang Bai. Then, Qu Yousong went into the wrong beat, causing several syllables to be confused in the middle. Finally, Ma Zhiyuan completely forgot the most crucial jumping action. While the other members jumped up, Ma Zhiyuan stood in place alone, looking like a fool.
The performance wasn't exactly a complete disaster, but it was certainly unsatisfactory.
Chen Jing didn't say anything.
However, despite this, Qu Yousong still took his anger out on him.
"Chen Jing, are you particularly dissatisfied? Did we hold you back? We all made mistakes, but you didn't," Qu Yousong said sarcastically.
Chen Jing frowned at him but didn't say anything.
Ma Zhiyuan glanced at Qu Yousong and said, "Say less, or you're already in a bad mood, aren't you?"
“Everyone online is laughing at us.” Wei Zhuoran glanced at his phone and sighed. “I really haven’t performed in a long time, and I’m rusty. I’m sorry, I’ve dragged you down.”
"We're all on the same team, why are you saying these things?" Ma Zhiyuan gave him an annoyed look.
Does making a mistake mean you have to apologize? Does that mean he should apologize too?
Wei Zhuoran was looking at his phone when he suddenly saw a trending topic.
"Huh?" He looked at Ma Zhiyuan in surprise.
Seeing this, Ma Zhiyuan misunderstood, thinking that his mistake on stage had caused online discussion. "Why are they criticizing me?"
“No, it’s you and Li Zhibai that are trending on social media,” Wei Zhuoran said. “Some people are saying that the person who shone a laser pointer into Li Zhibai’s eyes just now was your fan.”
Wei Zhuoran's eyes flickered with a complex expression, wondering how Ma Zhiyuan would react upon hearing this.
In fact, Ma Zhiyuan did not react immediately, but remained silent.
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