Looking at himself in the photo, holding a banner and smiling stiffly like a model student, Jiang Chi silently twitched his lips and looked away in disgust.
"that……"
A cautious voice came from beside me.
Jiang Chi turned around and looked at him, surprised. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"There's one more thing I haven't given you." The deliveryman chuckled sheepishly and took a pale yellow envelope with a patterned edge from the box. "This is from Ms. Cao's daughter."
Jiang Chi glanced at it casually.
As expected, the recipient was Chaochao.
He took the envelope, raised an eyebrow slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. His tone became more sincere: "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're too kind," the young man said, blushing as he left.
Jiang Chi held the envelope in his hand, while pondering what was going on in his mind.
He was going to deliver a letter to Chaochao; he couldn't very well be refused entry.
Suddenly, Jiajia exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, Brother Jiang, you've been tagged by official media!!!"
Hong Ge's face turned ashen, and he slumped into his chair.
Oh no, state media has criticized us by name. How much public relations money must have been spent on this?
With state media as their backer, the trolls are even more arrogant, using any excuse to make trouble! Good heavens!
Jiang Chi calmly clicked on the Weibo post.
The official media outlet that posted the message was the Youth Daily.
Upon seeing the content, Jiang Chi paused, his eyebrows slightly raised.
With no business left, Brother Hong slumped in his chair, waving his hand weakly as if he were holding on to his last breath. "Jiajia, read it to me."
"Ahem!" Jiajia cleared her throat forcefully and recited with the 200% spirit of a deliveryman: "During the filming of the variety show 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,' a heinous domestic violence case that occurred in Hongyao Village, Song County, has attracted widespread attention... While pursuing the legal responsibility of the perpetrators and protecting the legitimate rights and interests of the victims, we should also promote the genuine kindness of the enthusiastic masses... Jiang Chi bravely and decisively rescued the abused child from the suspect—"
The more Hong listened, the more uneasy he felt. When he heard words of praise such as "heroic" and "decisive," he sat up in shock from his deathbed, snatched Jiajia's phone, and looked at it himself.
An excited heart, trembling hands.
Reading the whole article, the Youth Daily, a state-run media outlet with impeccable political credentials affiliated with the central government, devoted over a hundred words to praising Jiang Chi's courageous and unpretentious act, commending his subsequent compensation for the wooden door and his proactive efforts to cover the personal property losses of the victims... Society needs young people like him who uphold justice and promote positive values... blah blah blah...
Finally, they tagged Jiang Chi and invited him to be the national ambassador for combating domestic violence.
After a long while, Brother Hong exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling as if a pie had fallen from the sky.
So, the state media is actually backing us up?!
Brother Hong's eyes filled with tears.
To be fair, although Jiang Chi has a bad temper and is stubborn, his character is not a problem.
Since their debut, numerous fabricated and exaggerated negative rumors have circulated, and the studio's attempts to explain only made things worse. Eventually, the studio stopped explaining altogether and simply offered money to suppress the rumors.
Hong Ge now felt like his little cabbage finally had someone to protect her. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and said to the little cabbage with emotion, "Jiang Chi, you are really blessed."
Jiang Chi: "...Thank you, but you can keep this good fortune for your family."
Hong Ge, feeling a sense of relief after hardship, didn't hear Jiang Chi's words at all, and looked up at the sky with reverence: "We have such a lucky star as Chaochao!"
Jiang Chi: "...Then let's leave it to my family."
The Weibo post was immediately and enthusiastically forwarded by the overjoyed fans.
Look at all my relatives and friends, I'm a champion of justice!!!
Enraged, the trolls questioned whether the official media outlets were actually Jiang Chi supporters and denounced the Youth Daily for its corruption. As a result, they were all silenced or even had their accounts banned. They dared not be arrogant for a while and cowardly retreated to the shadows.
Hong Ge straightened his back a lot, and the studio took the opportunity to release a photo of Jiang Chi receiving the banner, which quickly became a trending topic.
Netizens burst into laughter.
Why does my brother look like the boy with the fake smile?
[Jiang Chi, if you've been kidnapped by Hong Qing, just blink twice.]
Suddenly, I realized that even top celebrities are actually quite down-to-earth.
Regardless, the response has been positive.
Hong Ge browsed the comments section and nodded in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, the protagonist, Jiang Chi, calmly opened Taobao and carefully selected photo frames.
Is this a colorful little flower?
That's too outdated, no way.
This one is black and white?
It's considered unlucky to hang it on the wall, so no way.
...
at this time.
The Huo family.
After a good night's sleep, Chaochao slowly sat up in bed and subconsciously glanced at the door frame.
Rubbing his eyes, he muttered, "The little spider hasn't come home yet..."
The system kindly reminds you: "Chaochao, we've already returned home."
The hazy bubble in the little dumpling's mind burst with a "pop," and she reacted a beat late.
Oh right, she went home this morning.
Chaochao got up and first inspected her little garden like a little tyrant, during which she was fed a plate of cantaloupe by her loving Aunt Ning.
In the garden, Chaochao squatted on the ground, her clear eyes looking around at the orchids.
The orchids that were withered and droopy when I first encountered them have now blossomed into something exceptionally beautiful. Their slender, upright, emerald-green leaves exude a tenacious spirit that defies adversity, while four or five white spots amidst the lush greenery resemble silver rays carelessly scattered by the moon.
Chaochao stared intently at one of the flowers. The three outermost slender petals had already unfolded, and the small bud inside was half-open, with the pale yellow bud faintly visible.
Chaochao's eyes slowly widened, and finally she stood up abruptly, ran half a circle to Huo Qin's study on the second floor, raised her head, and excitedly shouted towards the window:
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