Chapter 8: I must personally get involved in this matter.
The crew of "Together Towards Happiness" filmed every weekend, and the artists could do other work at other times.
After completing this week's filming, Song Shiwei and Tao Xiaotian slumped in their high-speed train seats, feeling as if their life force had been drained by a demon.
"This is even more tiring than working a white-collar job! At least they work 9 to 5, but this is 996, no, 997, we even work overtime on weekends!"
“Sister Weiwei, we only work 992 at most. We don’t have any work from Monday to Friday.” Tao Xiaotian looked aggrieved.
Yes, Song Shiwei almost forgot that she was a nobody in this life.
She's so obscure that she doesn't have to worry about being recognized when she goes out; she's so obscure that even dead people don't want her to act.
But when you're working, you're bound to get tired!
Song Shiwei remarked, "Is this variety show meant to cultivate successors to socialism?"
Yesterday, she carried two baskets of manure to fertilize the land, rode an ox to feed the sheep, and even kindly helped an elderly person living alone to repair the roof tiles.
These past two days, Song Shiwei has been so tired that she falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow, and she's not even allowed to look at her phone at night. I wonder how the variety show will fare online after it airs.
Just as Song Shiwei was about to scroll through her phone, a chubby little hand blocked the screen.
Song Shiwei raised her head and looked at Tao Xiaotian's hesitant face.
"Are you constipated? The toilet's over there. Didn't you bring any toilet paper?"
Song Shiwei thoughtfully offered help, pulling out a bunch of tissues she had taken from the Happiness Courtyard from her pocket.
The main idea is that since we're already here, we shouldn't leave anything behind that we can take with us.
"no--"
Tao Xiaotian looked conflicted and carefully asked, "Sister Weiwei, you haven't seen the news online these past two days, have you?"
"Even the donkeys on the production team aren't as tired as I am, so how could they have time to look at their phones!"
Besides, the production team doesn't let her play it.
"Yeah, that's right. The comments online aren't very friendly, so don't take them seriously."
"What, people are criticizing me now? Xiaotian, are we famous now?" Song Shiwei showed no sign of nervousness and looked completely unconcerned.
"Maybe," Tao Xiaotian said, sounding unsure.
Song Shiwei brushed aside Tao Xiaotian's chubby little hand and opened Weibo.
Wow!
Her Weibo account was never lively; it was full of little red dots, which made her, who was used to cleanliness and had obsessive-compulsive tendencies, quite uncomfortable.
Tao Xiaotian carefully observed Song Shiwei's expression, intending to immediately offer a loving hug when the other party showed any sadness or distress.
However, Song Shiwei's expression remained unchanged.
"Sis, can't you read?"
Otherwise, why wouldn't they have shown any reaction at all?
"Marketing accounts still take things out of context as always, and netizens are still willing to be idiots," Song Shiwei commented calmly.
Song Shiwei is, after all, a nobody with no fame. Why would anyone care about such a nobody during a live variety show broadcast?
However, the seemingly random conversation with Chi Yanzhou sparked speculation among netizens.
In addition, the unscrupulous guidance of marketing accounts made people think she was arrogant and domineering, and as a result, they viewed all her actions with prejudice.
The various frictions with the sweet goddess Xia Zhiqing further escalated the conflict.
So in just two days, Song Shiwei did become famous, but it was a case of being famous for both her bad and good reputation.
Most of those who criticize her are fans of Chi Yanzhou and Xia Zhiqing, who portray her as a scheming, narrow-minded, and utterly wicked person.
"Sister Weiwei, they just don't know the inside story. They'll know the truth once the magazine posters are released. Don't be sad," Tao Xiaotian comforted her.
The company hasn't taken any action yet, thinking that once the magazine is published, things will turn around, and they can gain more traffic and goodwill.
"Is this something to be sad about? Let me see how many vile words these empty-headed netizens can use to curse me!" Song Shiwei eagerly opened the message interface.
Seeing that Song Shiwei's expression was normal, Tao Xiaotian gradually felt relieved. About half an hour later, Tao Xiaotian's phone suddenly vibrated continuously, with a bunch of messages from the company's agent.
After reading it, Tao Xiaotian immediately sat up straight and looked at Song Shiwei in horror.
"Sis, what did you do?!"
Song Shiwei calmly looked up and said, "Let's chat with some netizens."
Tao Xiaotian immediately opened Weibo, and almost fainted.
Song Shiwei directly started arguing with netizens.
[Qingbao loves me the most: How can someone so ugly even dare to enter the entertainment industry? Even our Qingbao's fingernails are prettier!]
Song Shiwei replied: "Sister, you're beautiful as a flower. If you don't understand, you're blind. Don't let your Qingbao get her toenail fungus and infect us both."
[Brother Zhou, I'm Your Wife: How dare a newcomer splash water on our brother? Doesn't she know any manners? How did she even get onto this variety show? It's really intriguing.]
Song Shiwei replied: I don't know about manners, but your mouth sounds like you've drunk from sewers.
[Crazy Little Potato: How did the production team find the people? Can just anyone get into the entertainment industry now?]
Song Shiwei replied: People are okay, but potatoes are not.
[Xia Zhiqing is my wife: What is she pretending for? She's been clinging to Chi Yanzhou all this time, and even bullying our Qingbao! I'm speechless!]
Song Shiwei replied: Brush your teeth with the toilet plunger before you kiss me.
[Chi Zhongbao: You slut, stay away from our brother! Who do you think you are?!]
Song Shiwei replied: "It's like her little mouth has been spit out glycerin suppositories, it keeps spraying out."
.........
"ah--"
Tao Xiaotian emitted a sharp, explosive sound, and the surrounding passengers all turned to look.
Song Shiwei immediately pretended not to know her, "Madam, please be mindful of your behavior in public and don't make loud noises."
"Sister Weiwei, what are you doing?!" Tao Xiaotian was on the verge of tears.
Song Shiwei displayed astonishing combat power within half an hour, replying to nearly a thousand comments from haters, and each comment was different. This wasn't just about using high emotional intelligence to refute people; she directly engaged in a fierce online battle.
Soon, the hashtags #SongShiweiTearsDownHits# and #SongShiweiBattlesTheCommentsSection# became trending topics.
As more people came to watch the spectacle, even more people came to criticize her.
While dodging Tao Xiaotian's obstruction, Song Shiwei angrily confronted the haters.
She's completely fearless, and her sharp wit and ability to roast people make it seem like she's not going to be in the entertainment industry tomorrow.
Song Shiwei herself even posted a Weibo post with these two keywords:
My sister is someone who loves to eat, she eats everything, and she never wants to lose out. If you ask me why she's so crazy, it's because food is her protective coloration.
The agent called Song Shiwei, but Song Shiwei refused to answer.
No one should let her suffer!
She's had enough of the grievances she suffered in her past life; according to the law of conservation of energy, it's time for her to make others suffer.
Tao Xiaotian couldn't control Song Shiwei, so she could only turn off her phone. She didn't dare answer her agent Ya Nan's calls anymore and could only pretend to be dead.
Meanwhile, Song Shiwei continued to dominate the internet scene with great enthusiasm.
"Xiaotian, do you want to curse with me? This simple and brutal way is so satisfying!"
"No, Sister Weiwei, I want to live a few more years." Tao Xiaotian hugged herself pitifully.
But in the evening, the matter reached a new climax.
Actor Chi Yanzhou posted a Weibo post:
I heard someone said I was bullied? Who do you think you are? My fighting power is invincible in the universe. In ancient times, I could uproot a willow tree and beat up the bully of Zhenguanxi. Are you sure it wasn't me who bullied others?
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