The second question was a bit more provocative than the first. He didn't know where the rumor had come from, but Ji Xinghe's first reaction was either Zhao Zhen or the police transcript he'd left behind had been leaked. He didn't know which was more likely.
"Second question." Host Su Pengfan seemed cautious, afraid to touch upon Ji Xinghe's past. But since the question had already been selected, he couldn't help but ask. "There's a rumor circulating online that Xingxing was abducted by human traffickers as a child. Is that true?"
Compared to the host's cautiousness, Ji Xinghe himself seemed quite calm. He nodded and said, "Yes, I was indeed kidnapped when I was a child. I also had a high fever during that time, so I can't remember a lot of things. I just vaguely remembered that my home was in Shanghai, so when I grew up, I found it myself."
"Xingxing, have you found your family yet?" Su Pengfan asked hurriedly. This question wasn't among the five drawn, but his intentions were good. He considered the large audience watching the show. If the young man still hadn't found his family, his own efforts would be limited, so he might as well seek the audience's help.
"I found it. I found it a few months ago."
The boy replied, but perhaps it was Su Pengfan's or the audience's misconception, but they felt that the smile on his face suddenly turned cold. It was as if they were talking about a group of strangers, not his blood relatives.
Then I thought about what the young man had said before: from the moment he came into this world until he blossomed into his current stunning beauty, the only family he recognized was that one person. No relative, no friend, no parent, no sibling.
Where did these words put his family? Perhaps these nominal relatives had never even entered this young man's heart. There were probably many twists and turns unknown to outsiders.
Seeing the atmosphere in the studio grow somewhat cold, host Su Pengfan smiled and began to change the subject, "No matter what, as long as you're doing well, Xingxing, that's all that matters. We're all your fans, and we all hope you're doing well."
Now it wasn't just Ji Xinghe who had a cold expression; it was Qi Yao's turn to sneer silently behind the live broadcast equipment. Some people don't just want the stars to live well. Do they really want the stars to live well? They're just greedy for the stars' bodies! Pah! They have no shame!
Qi Yao's mind raced like lightning, and in a split second, thousands of lines of "shameless" comments had their own destination. Some people would tire themselves out just flipping through the pages of a conversation with Qi Yao, as these comments couldn't be deleted; they could only be scrolled down.
Next are the third and fourth questions. I don’t know whether the selected audience members are lucky or unlucky.
Lucky because their comments were chosen from among tens of millions of comments. Unlucky because, although they were chosen, they were rushed to post, and both questions were filled with typos and were completely misplaced. They were simply skipped.
Ji Xinghe was relieved by this situation. But all his fans were furious. They wanted to know who had posted these two comments right now. They had actually wasted such a precious opportunity! It was simply unforgivable!
Gradually, the show came to a close. "One last question, and this is actually a question many fans who have seen 'Dream' want to ask. Xingxing, you seemed to be talking to someone in the last few minutes of the movie? Was this a deliberate arrangement by Director Joyce, or was there really someone standing there at the time?"
Here it comes. This is the kind of question Ji Xinghe had been waiting for all night, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to start what he wanted to say next.
He straightened his back, and his eyes, which were brighter than the stars and praised by countless fans, stared directly at the live broadcast equipment, as if they were looking into everyone's heart.
He said: "This plot was not deliberately arranged by Director Joyce. When I went to the filming location with the crew, someone accompanied me. Yes, it was the family member I mentioned earlier who is very important to me. He was with me the whole time. I don't know why, as long as he stayed by my side and watched over me, I felt at ease.
I had never made a film before and didn't know how to shoot it, but Joyce was very patient with me. He told me to forget about the camera and just do whatever I wanted. I accidentally forgot about it, but luckily Joyce didn't edit it in.
When Ji Xinghe said this, Qi Yao had already silently stopped what he was doing and was staring at Ji Xinghe intently.
He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous for him to be jealous of those online comments. No matter how loudly those people talked, they couldn't touch a hair of Ji Xinghe.
He was probably more angry. He was angry at some people's unbridled fantasies about Ji Xinghe. That was a huge disrespect to Ji Xinghe, and it always made him feel a nameless anger. Qi Yao suddenly began to hate himself for giving this body to Ji Xinghe in the first place.
After answering this question, Ji Xinghe did not stop, but his expression became more serious, which made people feel that what he was going to say next must be very important.
Everyone in the live broadcast room focused their attention on what he was going to say next.
Sure enough, what Ji Xinghe was going to say next was like a bomb exploding in the live broadcast room.
All I heard him say was, "The past doesn't count, but from now on, I will take back the right for others to exploit my image. That is to say, apart from the currently released 'Dream,' I do not consent to anyone else using me as the prototype for any other animation or real-life image for any purpose. This is my legal right. If anyone infringes on my rights after today, I will reserve the right to prosecute."
Now, anyone who has paid a little attention to the bloody and war-torn internet these past few days will know what Ji Xinghe is talking about.
Actually, this isn't a big deal for the average fan circle, but Ji Xinghe is different from the average celebrity, and his fans are also somewhat different. Generally, when something like this happens, it's not convenient for the person responsible to step forward, because no matter which side they support, they'll end up in trouble.
But Ji Xinghe did not play by the rules and legitimately supported those hackers on the show.
Before the fans could react, Ji Xinghe continued to speak to himself, "I actually have no intention of developing in the entertainment industry. 'Dream' will probably be my first and last work. Apart from this movie, I am essentially an ordinary person. So I am very grateful for your love, but I don't want this love to bother the people I care about.
It's an honor for you to like me. I also cherish those who truly respect and like me. But from what I've seen online these past few days, to be honest, some of the comments really make me uncomfortable. I have my own life and the people I love. Don't treat me like a possession, and don't interfere with my private life. That's it."
If a celebrity who relies on fans for their livelihood said something like this, everyone would probably think he was destroying his future. But it wasn't until Ji Xinghe said this that they realized that the moon in the sky was always the moon in the sky. Even if his shadow fell into the water one day, you couldn't just wish it away.
Some people accept this situation, while others don't. Ji Xinghe understands the magical power of his body, and in order to prevent any uncontrollable events from happening, he has something else to say.
After the hard part, you can move on to the soft part. Only by combining the hard and soft methods can you achieve the desired effect. But before he could continue, the door of the studio was suddenly kicked open by brute force!
"How can you say that? How can you hurt my heart like this! I love you! I love you!!" The man who kicked the door had red eyes, and it was obvious that he was upset by something.
The author has something to say: Don't type yet, listen to me! There is a reason for my short message, my computer has a problem. It has been shutting down suddenly while I was typing for the past two days. Yesterday's 10,000 words... I'd rather not talk about it, a handful of bitter tears. It was the same today, it suddenly shut down again while I was typing. I'm afraid that if I continue typing, I will lose the manuscript, so I dare not type anymore. I will go out tomorrow to see if the computer repairman is at work. If not, I can only type with a claw machine. I can't get used to it... sob.
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