However, bystanders are not a group or organization, while those influential figures who support "The Mute Woman" also have their own group of loyal fans. Therefore, in the current debate between the two sides, the side supporting "The Mute Woman" can only be said to have suffered a minor defeat.
Shang Yechu sent Ji Juntao a screenshot of the comments from the influential blogger supporting "The Mute Woman," teasingly asking: "Did you hire him?"
Ji Juntao quickly replied: "It really wasn't me. I only know how to deliver a fatal blow; I wouldn't hire someone to engage in this kind of long-winded verbal battle."
A fatal blow?
Shang Yechu paused. Ji Juntao's words were remarkably similar to the viewpoint she had just expressed to Gu Wenhua. Did Ji Juntao really have that much confidence in Sheng Wenzhi? Or…?
Before Shang Yechu could think further, Ji Juntao's message arrived in quick succession: [Stop reading these empty words; don't ruin your brain. You'd be better off getting some rest.]
Shang Yechu chuckled, "They're speaking up for us, and you're already judging them like that? That's so heartless!"
Ji Juntao said: "Give me a break. These film critics fight over this every year—during the National Day holiday, the summer holiday, and even the New Year's holiday. If you praise film A, I'll definitely criticize it; if you criticize film B, I'll find a few merits to praise, even if they're as insignificant as flies. If it weren't for *The Mute Woman*, it would be *The Mute Man*, or maybe *The Mute Child* or something."
Ji Juntao: [You're still too naive. After watching for a while, you'll realize they're just arguing for the sake of arguing, creating opposition for the sake of opposition. Believe it or not, half of those speaking up for "The Mute Woman" haven't even seen the movie.]
Shang Yechu actually thought so too. After all, there were so many articles from influential bloggers supporting "The Mute Woman" that it felt like seeing their faces in person, and there was a strange sense of familiarity to them, as if they had seen them in many places before.
Shang Yechu became somewhat interested: [You seem to have experience with this?]
"Confrontation is what generates traffic; a must-learn lesson for operations," Ji Juntao replied. "I expected this. Whether it's praise or criticism, we'll accept all the attention it brings!"
Ji Juntao's theory is easy to understand: since you all fight every year anyway, why not fight for "The Mute Woman" this year? I've already picked it out for you!
Shang Yechu deliberately provoked Ji Juntao: "There are only a handful of Weibo users. Don't create a 'Weibo-exclusive trending movie.' That would be embarrassing."
Ji Juntao replied quickly: 【You don't need to worry about that. If the box office doesn't break three million tomorrow, I'll change my name to Ye Juntao.】
Before Shang Yechu could say anything more, Ji Juntao gave her an ultimatum: "It's so late, you should go to sleep. Filming with dark circles under your eyes isn't very professional."
The message was sent via voice, with Ji Juntao deliberately drawing out the words in a weak, almost whispered tone, creating a lullaby-like effect. Shang Yechu cursed inwardly, realizing she was indeed getting sleepy.
After watching movies for several hours straight, doing so much preparation, and scrolling through her phone for ages, Shang Yechu was truly exhausted. Her eyes were dry, sore, and painful, and her head was spinning and throbbing.
Thud, the phone fell onto the sofa. Shang Yechu tilted her head, drowsily fell asleep on the sofa.
Gu Wenhua had just finished Photoshopping the image Shang Yechu requested when she looked up and saw this scene.
Shang Yechu lay sprawled on the sofa, her eyes closed and her brows slightly furrowed, clearly not sleeping comfortably.
Gu Wenhua paused for a moment, then subconsciously walked to the air conditioner vent and turned it off. He then picked up his coat and gently covered Shang Yechu with it.
Shang Yechu had a beautiful face, and under the lamplight, her temperament was softened and gentle, no longer possessing the sharp and intimidating aura she had when she opened her eyes.
For some reason, Gu Wenhua suddenly noticed a drop of chicken soup oil splattered on his coat, which looked quite out of place on the clean and tidy Shang Yechu.
Gu Wenhua felt an indescribable sense of shame.
He reached out and picked up his own clothes, tossed them aside, then carefully picked up Shang Yechu's coat and gently covered her with it.
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