The arrogant and domineering white fox Diao Yu, who had been rampant for a thousand years, suddenly awakened. He went from being the number one overlord of Bai Dui Cliff, feared by demons and dreaded by ghosts, to a poor fox carrying a bag of broken copper and scrap iron and having to borrow other people's skins to walk among humans. The difference was so great that it made those who heard about it weep and those who saw it grieve.
So, the one who became mentally confused next was Diao Yu.
As filming continued, all the trending topics related to the Qin family on the internet had been removed by them using their "money power," but the information had already spread. Netizens who hadn't caught up with the gossip had already learned the ins and outs of the matter through various friends and relatives. Not to mention the people in the entertainment industry who were already at the center of the topic, the staff of the production team couldn't help but glance at Diao Yu.
He was still reeling from the blow of becoming a poor fox, his expression blank, staring blankly at a certain spot, occasionally sighing and revealing a mournful look.
The crowd looked at each other, and all of them thought to themselves: This is the normal reaction of a public figure after finding out that his background has been exposed and his image has collapsed!
The flowers you plant with care may not bloom, but the willows you plant without intention may thrive. This unexpected turn of events allowed Diao Yu to truly "act out" the character of Yu Lin.
Seeing that no one suspected him, Nan Xian finally felt relieved.
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The afternoon session was a group activity, and Nan Xian and Diao Yu couldn't leave alone to look for clues about the loop, so they had to temporarily suppress the idea and cooperate with the recording.
Lang Zhuo was the eldest brother in the investigation team. He had always taken good care of Yu Lin, treating him like a junior in his own family. Seeing Yu Lin's depressed appearance, he quietly switched seats with Sheng Zhicheng and sat next to Diao Yu.
Diao Yu was mentally calculating how to make money in the modern world. After all, she and her master still needed to search for fragments of divine souls in the mortal realm. She had cultivated for many years and had long since mastered the art of fasting, so she didn't need to eat to replenish her energy, nor did she need to sleep to conserve her strength. A simple spell could make her feel incredibly energetic. But her master was still just a mortal, and she needed these things, and food had to be bought with money...
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu?"
Just as he was deep in thought, a large hand suddenly appeared and waved in front of his eyes a few times.
Diao Yu snapped out of her daze, saw that it was Lang Zhuo, relaxed her unconsciously furrowed brows, and greeted him with the "knowledge" that Nan Xian had crammed for her: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Lang Zhuo seemed very worried about him. He placed his hand on Diao Yu's shoulder and gently pressed it down, whispering to comfort him, "I've heard about that matter too. I won't comment, but Xiao Yu, you're a perceptive person, and you've been through thick and thin, so you understand things. The internet is a place full of gossip. People hide behind screens, watching the drama without taking responsibility, so all sorts of opinions exist... Don't pay attention to those comments, let's just stay friends, okay!"
Although Diao Yu was not good at social etiquette, he could still tell the difference between kind words and harsh words. Seeing that Lang Zhuo was genuinely thinking of "himself", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
His gaze quickly swept towards the top of Lang Zhuo's head, and his eyes gradually became deep and complex.
Humans are truly fascinating. The man before me is shrouded in lingering black mist, clearly indicating he has a criminal record, and possibly more than one... Yet this wicked individual can still act as kind and approachable as a caring elder, showing concern and concern for "himself"...
If he knew that he was comforting not a human, but a mixed-blood demon that would only devour him as food, would he still do this?
Diao Yu gave a simple answer to the question in her mind, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.
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