On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, a roadshow is still required.
The crew of "Happiness Street" was in complete chaos. Shang Yechu, being experienced, fared relatively well. Fatty and Sister Hong, however, were exhausted. They used to be minor characters, not even qualified to do promotional tours. Now, they were just putting on a show for the sake of box office success.
Gu Wenhua was in high spirits. He was a box office fanatic; the higher the box office, the happier he was. "Happy Street" had already surpassed 200 million, and Gu Wenhua even ate two extra bowls of rice. As for Huang Feizhang, he was even happier. After running bit parts for so many years, his first movie role had landed him a film worth over 100 million! He was incredibly lucky.
Shang Yechu rested her chin on her hand and looked out the car window—she had only slept for three hours last night, and without 103's forced hibernation aid, her brain would probably have exploded by now.
The group was currently sitting in a van, heading to the roadshow venue. It was just dawn; Shang Yechu had only washed her face and brushed her teeth, and hadn't put on makeup yet.
There was a dressing room at the destination, but there was still a chance of paparazzi taking photos on the short walk from where she got out of the car to the dressing room. Shang Yechu certainly couldn't let the paparazzi take a bunch of unflattering photos of her without makeup, which would damage the reputation of "Happy Street". After looking out the car window for a while, she asked her assistant to hand her her personal makeup case and started applying simple makeup herself.
Two years have passed, and Shang Yechu's makeup skills have finally made great progress. Before, she could only draw female ghosts, but now she can draw human beings.
As Shang Yechu was applying moisturizer to her face, she suddenly heard Huang Feizhang, who was sitting in front of her, ask, "Sister Ye, did our company buy this?"
"What?" Shang Yechu's face was tense, and she spoke with great discomfort. "Send it to me so I can see it."
Huang Feizhang turned around and saw Shang Yechu busy fixing her face. He quickly bent down, walked to the back row, and held the phone in front of Shang Yechu: "This is it."
Shang Yechu squinted and glanced at Huang Feizhang's phone screen. The screen displayed the Pi website interface, and the video shown was...
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Shang Yechu: "".
Shang Yechu: "???"
Shang Yechu thought she was seeing things, so she blinked hard, and the taut skin around her eyes moved reluctantly.
You read that right, the title is still on the phone screen. Shifting your gaze down, the content creator's name is "Fast-Tongued Lao Liu," with over a million followers—a true big-name content creator.
What are they doing?
The first thought that popped into my mind was: Are these the online trolls hired by Ji Juntao?
Did Ji Juntao get drunk during the Chinese New Year?
Shang Yechu wanted to rub her eyes, but she couldn't bear to ruin the moisturizer she had just applied, so she could only say dryly, "Ah, I don't know either."
Ji Juntao promised that he would consult with Shang Yechu before making any major decisions in the future. However, given his nature, there's a high possibility that he might do something like this behind Shang Yechu's back.
"Xiao Gu." Shang Yechu waved his hand, gesturing for Gu Wenhua to come closer. "You've entered politics?"
Gu Wenhua walked over, completely bewildered: "Ye Chu, what are you saying—" The second half of her sentence was cut short after she saw the title on her phone screen.
Shang Yechu said, "The phone screen is too small, Brother Huang, could you please bring me my tablet? Thank you."
Huang Feizhang took the tablet as instructed. There was a makeup mirror and makeup case on the small table in front of Shang Yechu, leaving no room for the tablet. Huang Feizhang, with his keen observation, handed the tablet to Gu Wenhua and picked up the makeup mirror and makeup case himself.
Gu Wenhua propped the tablet up on the small table and naturally sat down next to Shang Yechu, preparing to watch the "5,000-word analysis" with her. This pushed Huang Feizhang out of the way. Surprisingly, Huang Feizhang didn't leave but stood beside her, saying, "Sister Ye, you can watch the video while you do your makeup. I'll hand you the cosmetics; it won't take up much time."
Shang Yechu was taken aback, a strange feeling welling up inside her. Two years ago, Huang Feizhang dared to walk off the set because the director was hurling insults at him, and even engaged in a heated argument with the director. Two years later, how could he have become so... so... unpleasant?
Of course, she didn't know that Huang Feizhang regarded her as a talent scout, and one should treat a talent scout with the same respect one would show a promising individual. Given Huang Feizhang's careless nature, he would never have acted this way towards anyone else. She simply assumed that Huang Feizhang had been hardened by the entertainment industry and had changed his personality.
Shang Yechu wasn't used to being waited on like this. Huang Feizhang wasn't getting paid by her as a makeup artist, so why was he putting on airs? She smiled and said, "It's alright, Brother Huang, you can put your things down. Have you finished watching this video?"
"No." Huang Feizhang was quite straightforward. He put down his makeup case. "You guys watch on the big screen, I'll watch on the small screen." He then picked up his phone and sat back down in his original seat.
The interruption caused a few minutes to pass. While Shang Yechu was speaking, Gu Wenhua had already opened Pixnet and found the video of the fast-talking Lao Liu. Shang Yechu glanced down and was startled.
It was only a little past six in the morning, and there were already more than a thousand people watching Lao Liu's video online at the same time!
Could it be an online army hired by Qingping Entertainment? At six in the morning, before it was fully light, it did fit the characteristics of an online army's ghostly passing through.
Regardless, Lao Liu's video had completely piqued Shang Yechu's curiosity. Forgetting about makeup, Shang Yechu clicked on the video and began to savor Lao Liu's masterpiece.
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