Chapter 9 Give me your hand.
It's not really Sheng Yi's fault in this matter.
Wen Shili's concerts never lack attention, always dominating the trending topics for a long time. Last night, during the interactive segment, someone filmed a video and posted it on social media, simply remarking on the good looks of the fans, but unexpectedly, it was promoted by the platform.
This morning, when I woke up, #WenShili'sFansLookGood# had already surged to the top of the trending searches. Early risers chimed in with their comments, and the buzz kept building. Even people who weren't initially interested joined in out of curiosity as the hashtag climbed higher and higher, eventually securing it as the third most searched topic.
#WenShili's singing skills##WenShili's all-around talent##WenShili's fans' good looks##WenShili's concert highlights#... Listed from top to bottom, it seems like Weibo is owned by Wen Shili.
The key point is that the fans' good looks are absolutely not exaggerated! No wonder they can win over fans with such serious praise.
"This is a fan? I wouldn't doubt it if you told me it was a celebrity!"
"Our fellow fans are so impressive, haha, our fans are just as good-looking and have the same high moral character."
"Is this really not a staged photoshoot? The charisma is absolutely amazing; you can't find a substitute for that anywhere else in the industry!"
"Hehe, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want. Look at her outfit, she's definitely a fan. Some people shouldn't be sour grapes."
"The moment I saw her, many of the heroines in novels I've read suddenly had faces!"
Although there were a few dissenting comments, most people who clicked in with skepticism ended up staying under the entry and couldn't leave.
"Do you have more photos of that last girl? I want to see them!"
"I happened to be not far from her, so I secretly took a few pictures, but I don't dare to post them without her permission X﹏X"
The number of replies to this comment instantly reached 98.
The last young lady, Sheng Yi herself, won over the aesthetic sensibilities of the onlookers with just one side profile photo.
When Fu Xiaodan woke up, she saw this unprecedentedly harmonious scene.
After being a corporate slave for a long time, her biological clock automatically follows her work hours. She even set several alarms for the afternoon before going to bed, but when she checked the time, she had only been asleep for less than two hours and couldn't fall back asleep.
Frustrated, she scrolled through her phone and came across this hashtag. Underneath, people were still chattering, but the topic was veerging further and further off course.
"I feel like I've seen this young lady before. Has she acted in any dramas?"
"You know what, I also feel like I've seen her somewhere before. Could this be my long-lost wife?!"
"No, I'm not trying to be abstract, I'm serious. Has this person really never acted before?"
Sheng Yi kept saying that no one watched her shows, but these are real audience members! Fu Xiaodan quickly took a screenshot, planning to send it to Sheng Yi when she woke up.
"Um, now that you mention it, I also feel like I've seen this face somewhere before. Is there anyone knowledgeable enough to help us figure it out?"
Someone started a thread: "The Overbearing King's Nightly Pampering, I wonder if anyone has read it."
"I haven't watched it, but I've heard of it. I always avoid cheesy dramas."
Fu Xiaodan paused while taking the screenshot. "Wait, is it really that shocking?"
She was busy with work when the show came out and hadn't actually watched it; she'd only vaguely overheard it in the office, and it seemed the gossip between the main actors was much more interesting than what was on screen. The most popular actor from that show back then has long since disappeared from the public eye.
When this film was being shot, Sheng Yi hadn't moved in yet. Later, when she occasionally mentioned it, she would just remain silent and smile. She still remembered that when they first met, Sheng Yi said she was determined to create her own representative work. Over the years, she seemed to mention her acting career less and less.
During an economic downturn, projects of all sizes tend to favor established artists who have already proven themselves in the market. For dreamers struggling at the bottom, the lack of opportunity is an insurmountable challenge.
So, within her means, she really wanted to push her in front of the camera.
You need to be seen first to have more opportunities.
But with more and more eyes prying at her, there might be many unknown obstacles along the way. Fu Xiaodan gripped her phone, wondering if she had made a bad move.
Sheng Yi's room was still quiet; she was probably still dreaming. Little did she know that discussions about her had already taken off on Weibo.
Someone, "drawn by her reputation," went to look up her representative works and came back saying:
"Oh, it's her. There's always a reason why she's not famous."
"What a waste of that face. With acting skills like that, she'll never become famous even if she acts for eight lifetimes."
Those who were just captivated by her beauty instantly felt like they'd swallowed a fly. How could such a beautiful woman act so awful?!
However, there were still some determined fans who said they were just die-hard fans of his looks, "Besides, he's still young, how do you know he can't make a comeback?"
Those who were just hesitant now seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline, exclaiming, "Okay, I'll go with you!"
"Just treat it like buying stocks; don't put all your eggs in one basket."
"Hehe, that's what I thought too. By the way, does your sister have a fan club?"
Everyone looked at each other, stunned for a while before realizing, no, what is Sheng Yi's Weibo!
Seeing that things had stabilized somewhat, Fu Xiaodan switched to a new account that hadn't posted anything before and tagged Sheng Yichangcao's Weibo account, asking, "Does this look similar, everyone?"
By sheer coincidence, dozens of Sheng Yi's Weibo posts were thoroughly searched, and the newly minted fans exchanged glances: Are you kidding me? This sister is so adorable!
"He even chose a group photo where he closed his eyes; is this what they call being able to do whatever you want just because you're good-looking?"
"Look at this, a five-minute scene and he posted more than a dozen Weibo posts about it, not a single one of which was a promotion for himself. How could he be so stupid?"
Suddenly, the hashtag #WenShili'sFansLooks# became a personal showcase for Sheng Yi. Her looks, acting skills, personality, and other minor details were all being mentioned by everyone.
When Sheng Yi woke up, Fu Xiaodan was humming a song in the kitchen, and she sounded like she was in a good mood.
She hadn't stayed up this long in a long time, and she felt like her soul was leaving her body.
The aroma of food wafted into her nose. Sheng Yi went to the kitchen, but Fu Xiaodan glanced back at her and urged her, "Go wash up quickly, dinner will be served soon."
Standing in front of the sink, Sheng Yi looked at the pale-faced woman in the mirror, almost unable to recognize herself. Had she walked around outside looking like this last night?
I didn't fall asleep until dawn. Even though I was very sleepy, my mind seemed to have its own consciousness. A constant stream of sounds kept running and vibrating in my head, as if I had a speaker that never stopped playing.
Just as she finished her skincare routine, Fu Xiaodan brought the food to the table.
"What, still not ready to react?"
"I feel like I haven't slept in eight lifetimes." Sheng Yi covered her mouth and yawned slightly. "What time did you get up?"
Fu Xiaodan stared at her for a while, but decided to wait until after dinner to talk about it.
So by the time Sheng Yi checked her phone, it was almost one o'clock.
She kept receiving private messages on Weibo because she had never had any followers and had never verified her account. Only a few close friends knew her account.
Seeing the continuously increasing data, Sheng Yi took a deep breath, somewhat at a loss as to where to begin.
You know your own past. If someone has seen your own work and still praises it against their conscience, there's probably only one possibility: they were paid.
But facing so much criticism directly is something she finds hard to process.
Inhale, exhale, inhale again, exhale again...
Sheng Yi spent a full five minutes mentally preparing herself before she had the courage to open the private message.
The first result was, "What is your relationship with Wen Shili?"
What kind of relationship? Sheng Yi was completely bewildered.
She turned the screen around and repeated it.
Fu Xiaodan was also taken aback. Wasn't she supposed to be a fan of Wen Shili's good looks? What other relationship could they have?
She took out her phone, clicked on the trending topics list, and without even looking for it, the bright red entries were already right in front of her.
"You and Wen Shili are trending on social media." After a moment of panic, she calmly clicked on the hashtag #WenShili'sGirlfriendAppears#.
It just trended on social media, and it's already showing up in red.
Seeing her serious expression, Sheng immediately logged out of her main account.
"It's alright, it's just a rumored girlfriend, and the photos all look normal," Fu Xiaodan summarized after quickly reviewing the current situation.
It's alright, to say the least. It's clearly a clickbait post, and the pinned account is obviously bought. These kinds of marketing accounts will take on anything, good or bad, as long as the money's right.
To put it nicely, it's a good collaboration; to put it bluntly, it's having no bottom line.
Perhaps out of caution regarding Wen Shili's popularity, the copywriter didn't dare to make a definitive statement, only mentioning that the two had been seen together several times in a short period of time and appeared to have gotten into the same car. The rest was left to the public's imagination.
Besides the concert venue, photos of Sheng Yi appearing inside and being captured by the director, and photos of her attending the after-party and getting into Wen Shili's car in the middle of the night, were also taken.
"It's hard to say at this point in time."
"Didn't you say earlier that he was a good-looking fan? If she's not his girlfriend, does that mean Wen Shili slept with a fan?"
"Men are driven by their lower instincts. Wen Shili just made a mistake that all men make. Even if she wasn't his girlfriend, he could only grit his teeth and accept it. Fans, please forgive him."
"If that's what they look like, I believe it. No matter if it's Zhao Shili, Wang Shili, or Sun Shili, I doubt any man could resist them."
The comments below echoed each other, seemingly all taking a gossip-watching attitude, but consistently steer the conversation toward the possibility of an inappropriate relationship between the two.
Fortunately, passersby weren't so easily swayed by rumors, but what if the photo wasn't photoshopped...?
"I remember Wen Shili said before that he would go public with his relationship. Maybe this is his girlfriend?"
As she scrolled through the comments, Sheng Yi felt a chill run down her spine. The person had kindly offered to take them home, only to end up using their popularity for personal gain.
Following this news, her name quickly became a trending topic, and her few film and television works were screenshotted frame by frame.
That unnamed and unverified account went from a few thousand followers to tens of thousands, then hundreds of thousands...
Sheng Yi felt her palms were sweating. Is this the kind of traffic everyone wants? Why did she feel like she couldn't breathe?
It's lunchtime now, and it's also the weekend, so the discussions under this topic are snowballing.
Fu Xiaodan was also trying to call Cao Jun, but his phone was probably off and she couldn't get through. When the number of fans reached 200,000, Sheng Yi really wanted to clarify things directly, but after thinking about it, she sent Cao Jun a WeChat message instead.
Cao Jun contacted her two hours later. During that time, she tried to distract herself by browsing something, but her mind was completely unable to process any other information. Even the public accounts she followed were pushing this news to gain traffic.
Perhaps in many people's eyes, this is nothing more than a scheme orchestrated by an unknown actor. If they had known it would turn out this way, perhaps Wen Shili and Cao Jun wouldn't have been so kind to them.
And then there's Fu Xiaodan. Out of kindness, I took her there to help her become more familiar with the place, but I never expected such a big blunder to happen later. I hope it won't affect her relationship with Cao Jun.
She was lost in thought, and Fu Xiaodan's words of comfort weren't very effective at this point. As her friend, it was impossible to remain objective in such a situation.
Thankfully, after a suffocating wait, Cao Jun finally responded, saying that everything was fine and that he would contact him again if needed.
Given the situation, they must be in a lot of turmoil. He didn't immediately reprimand her; instead, his tone was somewhat reassuring. Sheng Yi felt a little better, as if she could catch her breath again.
"Sit down first, you're making my eyes dizzy." Fu Xiaodan took her hand and shook it gently.
Sheng Yi followed her lead and sat down on the sofa. They sat there for half the afternoon.
Cao Jun did not contact her again, and Wen Shili did not say anything through official channels, but things did not seem to be getting any worse.
Sheng Yi gradually calmed down. In truth, for her, this was entirely an undeserved disaster.
She turned her phone to maximum volume and placed it on the table so she could see any messages immediately.
Perhaps because her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, she fell asleep while waiting.
In my dream, one moment Wen Shili was singing passionately on stage, and the fans below were waving their light sticks in response. The next moment, the light sticks suddenly turned into thick sticks, and a group of people were chasing after her, shouting, "Don't let her get away!"
In her dream, she ran forward with all her might, finally shaking off the people behind her, only to suddenly encounter a wall in front of her. Just as she was wondering how to climb it, she heard a voice behind her, "Look, she's over there!"
Just as Sheng Yi was in a panic, a man suddenly appeared on the high wall. He was wearing a white shirt and a baseball cap casually placed on his head, obscuring his face. But Sheng Yi in her dream seemed to know who he was.
The man on the wall smirked, "Give me your hand."
Sheng Yi turned around and saw the crowd closing in, sticks in their hands, gleaming coldly.
She glanced behind her, then at the man in front of her, completely unsure of what to do.
The next second, he opened his eyes.
Sheng Yi stared blankly at the familiar ceiling in the living room. The scene in her dream was so vivid, like watching a movie, and she didn't know why she would have such a dream.
She sighed, and then heard Fu Xiaodan's voice say, "You're finally awake."
Her expression was no longer as serious as it had been that afternoon. Sheng Yi knew that she had returned to her normal, relaxed demeanor, which meant that things had stopped escalating.
"Have they responded? What did they say?"
Fu Xiaodan handed her the phone on the table, saying, "Take a look for yourself."
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