Chapter 213: Storm, inner confession
"Sure enough, it became a trending topic."
Xie Qingyu and his group have left the show and are rushing to the airport to return to Beijing.
As soon as the show ended, he stood up and left without any hesitation.
Hu Xuan opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself. In the end, she didn't stop him. She understood his temper and his choice.
It had been agreed in advance that they would exit in a dignified manner, and she had even prepared a smoother public relations plan. However, Ruenne's actions were truly disgusting, and she simply rubbed the dignity of almost everyone present on the scene.
Xie Qingyu's departure actually relieved some of the depression in her heart.
As an agent, she should have weighed the pros and cons, but this time, she was secretly glad that Xie Qingyu did not give her the chance to hesitate.
There are thousands of brands, why should we bow down to them?
With his strength, as well as his current popularity and discussion, he doesn't need to bow to such a dirty brand.
However, such a swift and decisive exit will undoubtedly lead to retaliation from the brand.
Before they had driven far, Ruenne's official Weibo account posted a sarcastic message, implying that Xie Qingyu was "playing big shot" between the lines, and even directly bought the high-ranking hot search #谢青玉玩大牌# in an attempt to guide public opinion.
The comment section was quickly taken over by the internet troll army, and malicious speculations emerged one after another. Fortunately, his fans reacted quickly and quickly took control of the situation.
However, due to Xie Qingyu's recent high popularity, this trending search is still high on the list, attracting countless passers-by who are unaware of the truth to click in and watch.
Xie Qingyu was not the only artist who didn’t applaud at the show, but who could blame him for his high traffic?
When the sky falls, the first person to be hit is always the person standing highest.
Now, his actions have been magnified infinitely, put on the trial stand of public opinion, and criticized by all kinds of onlookers.
Xie Qingyu pressed his fingertips lightly between his eyebrows, his expression calm and almost indifferent: "Just do as I said just now."
What he did was not impulsive.
As early as he realized that there was something wrong with the brand's behavior, he had already made a backup plan. In this circle, the instinct of self-preservation has long been ingrained in the bones.
The current development of events can only be said to be exactly as he expected.
When he opened the social platform with his secondary account, he found that the public opinion was better than he expected.
Perhaps it is because he has always maintained a good image. Even if passers-by who don't know the truth click on the hot search, most of the comments section will speak for him.
The top comment was a joke from a passerby:
What kind of bloody and violent personality does Xie Qingyu have? Wherever he goes, there's unrest~ (Exclusive emoji for eating melons)
As Xie Qingyu's eyes passed over the words, his pupils lost focus slightly. Yes, the higher you stand, the more entangled the interests involved become.
Love and malice will come with a thousand times the intensity. Some people will continue to praise you, while others will deliberately pull you down.
Friends in the circle always jokingly call this his "top-tier physique" and say that he was born to do this.
After all, in the entertainment industry, it is better to be remembered by thousands of people than to be ignored by no one.
But why should we persist?
Xie Qingyu suddenly lowered her head and smiled, her crow-feather-like eyelashes covering her pupils so that no one could see them clearly.
Maybe it’s because - what you lose is always more than what you gain.
Only by being in the most extreme love and hate can you truly feel the meaning of your life.
He is afraid of losing, and even more afraid of gaining.
Just like a rootless duckweed, it seems to be drifting with the current, but in fact every ripple is tearing at its roots.
The concern for teammates from the previous life, the friendship for the MYST7 members, and the sincerity towards all the people I meet in this world, these feelings are real.
But he knew very well that these ties were as light as the new snow that fell on his shoulders when he first arrived.
When I first came here, I participated in the audition based on the original owner's wish. Was it really out of good intentions?
Or was it just an excuse to go with the flow?
Otherwise, why would we try so hard to climb to the top of the pyramid?
Why do they keep planning their own future even after forming a group?
Xie Qingyu, admit it.
You have never been willing to be mediocre and cannot stand being overwhelmed by the waves.
You are afraid of being abandoned because... you always live in the shadow of being abandoned.
"Sapphire? Sapphire!"
Hu Xuan's call came from far away, and Xie Qingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly. The buzzing and violent heartbeat that had just occupied the entire eardrum suddenly disappeared.
He raised his eyes, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
The young man's eyes were still as clear as water, with a gentle smile.
Hu Xuan's tense shoulders finally relaxed. She almost thought that he was frightened by the incident.
No matter how thorough her plan was, she never forgot that the person in front of her who was calm and composed in the crisis was just a young boy who was not yet an adult.
“Don’t think too much”
She softened her voice and soothed him, "You've handled it beautifully. Maybe this will be a blessing in disguise and the popularity will rise even higher."
"This incident has served as a wake-up call for me. I promise it won't happen again."
"It's all right,"
Xie Qingyu laughed and shook his head helplessly, "I'm not afraid either."
What's all this fuss about? Why is everyone treating him like a porcelain doll?
The phone in my palm kept vibrating, and the message alert tone never stopped.
The condolences sent by teammates and friends were more cautious than each other, and the tone of coaxing a child between the lines was not that of coaxing a kindergarten child, but that of coaxing a newborn baby, which made him both moved and amused.
Seeing that the boy looked calm and didn't seem to be pretending, Hu Xuan finally felt relieved.
No matter how clever her methods are, if Xie Qingyu, the real owner, cannot withstand the pressure, all her plans will be in vain.
Thinking about what happened today, a cold light flashed in her eyes. After so many years of struggling in this circle, did anyone really think that she, Hu Xuan, was a vegetarian?
If you want to make any move on the artists under her, you have to ask her consent first.
Since the other party broke up with her first, then don't blame her...
The outline of the airport gradually became clear outside the car window, and from a distance I could see a group of fans lined up neatly outside.
Completely different from the fans outside the show who were lured by the organizers, they were obviously organized. When the vehicle slowly approached, instead of rushing forward, they tacitly took half a step back, waving their arms a little wider and shouting slogans of support more powerfully.
"Xie Qingyu, we will always support you, you are the best arrangement!"
The young man stopped at the car door, listened carefully to the chorus of support, and then bowed deeply and solemnly.
In fact, there were not many people present. I guess after seeing the trending search, the fan club urgently summoned the fans who were free nearby.
Xie Qingyu even noticed that the two little girls had just jumped out of the taxi, and she hurriedly took out the cheering banners from her bag and joined the fan group.
On the way to the terminal, fans spontaneously maintained a safe distance.
Seeing this, Hu Xuan tacitly agreed to their behavior of walking and chatting.
"Baby Qingyu, we all hope you're well and we all believe in you!"
Xie Qingyu took the letter and said, "I hope you are well too."
"Don't be afraid, baby, we are always behind you!"
"I'm not afraid."
"Keep moving forward, you're really great!"
"You too."
"I really need to eat more. I'm much thinner than when I first performed on stage!"
Fans all have a lot to say to him, and Xie Qingyu responds while receiving the messages, trying his best to answer everyone.
When Xie Qingyu received a letter from a fan with a bun hairstyle, she blinked and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be thinner?"
He deliberately dragged out the last word, "Or... you won't like me if I lose weight?"
This straight ball caught the fans off guard.
"Ahhh I like them all!"
"A chubby Yubao is a peach on earth, while a slim Yubao is a cool and noble young man!"
"Don't be sad, baby. You are as beautiful as if you walked out of an ink painting!"
The assistant team all lowered their heads and tried to suppress their laughter - well, they worried for nothing.
Why does this little ancestor need comfort?
Look at the way he is amusing his fans with his bad taste, he is clearly enjoying it.
After a brief stop in the waiting hall and a brief interaction with fans, Xie Qingyu was about to board the plane.
The fans clutched the ice cream they had just received, watching his figure gradually disappear around the corner, and suddenly fell into a strange silence.
"Aren't we here to cheer for the cub? Why are we eating and taking things?"
"Didn't you say you didn't want it? Where did the ice cream in your hand come from?!"
Some fans stared blankly at the two hands holding ice cream, thinking about what Xie Qingyu had just said when he stood at the door of the store and pointed at the top of the price list, "Eat, eat the expensive ones!"
She suddenly covered her pounding chest and murmured, "Sisters, it seems we've been seduced by beauty again!"
The other fans standing around her nodded repeatedly, taking a bite of the melting ice cream cone from time to time.
Well, expensive things are indeed delicious!
The beans you buy from home are absolutely delicious!
Damn, I'm really going to be a fan of this man for the rest of my life. What should I do now that I'm tied down?!!!
"Happy?"
Hu Xuan's smiling voice came from the side.
Xie Qingyu tilted his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a subtle arc appeared at the corners of his lips. The brilliance in his eyes was worth more than a thousand words.
Seeing him like this, Hu Xuan couldn't help but frown. She lowered her head and flicked on her phone screen, her voice lowered to a whisper, "There's even better news. Do you want to hear it?"
The boy tilted his head and leaned towards her.
Hu Xuan smelled the faint scent of cedar in his hair and deliberately dragged out her tone: "Velléa—I claim you."
claim?
Xie Qingyu rarely showed a slightly stunned look. The endorsement matter was clearly still in the negotiation stage, so where did this "claim" come from?
Hu Xuan was amused by his reaction and shook her phone: "Check the trending searches yourself."
The plane hadn't taken off yet, so it was a good opportunity for him to see this unexpected surprise with his own eyes.
Xie Qingyu shook his head and laughed. He was really enjoying keeping this secret.
With just a tap of your finger, as soon as you open the social platform, the entry #Velléa supports Xie Qingyu# is clearly listed at the top of the list.
When he clicked on it, he couldn’t help but wonder if Velléa’s official Weibo account had been taken over by its own fans.
The whole article is full of undisguised praise, and every word and sentence is in competition with Ruenne.
The blog post was written in a subtle yet sharp manner, pointing the finger directly at the cultural appropriation of the show with both explicit praise and implicit criticism. In just a few words, it shifted the focus of public opinion from "being a big shot" to brand ethics.
Translated into plain language, it means: Xie Qingyu is very good, it is your own brand style that is very low. We have a pleasant cooperation with Xie Qingyu. Come and play with me, don’t play with it!
A smile appeared in Xie Qingyu's eyes.
I can't say I'm deeply moved, but this friendship that came in time of need is certainly worth remembering.
However, he also knew that Velléa's move was both an open challenge to Ruenne and a chance to reap traffic.
Both are high-end luxury brands with such a large market, so there must be some conflicts between the two brands. We can see some clues from the new product shows of the two brands just one day apart.
Now, with his help, we have gained a good reputation, won over fans, and attacked our competitors. This deal is a sure win.
"Is it settled?" He closed the page and asked directly.
Hu Xuan smiled knowingly, and she really didn't need to explain much.
She leaned in and whispered, "Spokesperson!" Her voice was filled with excitement.
The progress was smoother than expected. The negotiations, which were originally thought to be dragging on for several months, were finally concluded because of this incident.
Sure enough, on the scale of interests, topicality is the heaviest weight.
Now that Velléa has personally stepped in, this drama is no longer a dispute between an artist and a brand, but a game between two luxury empires.
And Xie Qingyu is already in an invincible position.
The phone beeps, signaling it's in airplane mode.
Outside the porthole, a group of white birds were circling upwards against the air current.
Xie Qingyu gazed at their outstretched wings, the clear sky reflected in his eyes.
Another dangerous pass turned into a ladder to the clouds!
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