Chapter 501 Go to hell!
"I know. Just tell the paparazzi a little bit. I won't show up."
Wen Yang finally felt relieved. "Okay, I'll contact them right away, but you mustn't join in the fun, okay?"
"knew."
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The wind in the back alley was filled with the chill of deep winter, and it swirled the broken snow on the ground.
Song Yuchen leaned against the mottled wall. The cigarette between his fingertips burned to the end, burning him so much that he shuddered violently. Only then did he remember that he had been waiting for almost half an hour.
He frowned at Fang Li's number on the phone screen, and a sneer escaped from his throat.
He had calculated Fang Li's temperament well. Although she seemed gentle, she was actually very tenacious and would not give up. Once she saw the watch, she would definitely come over alone.
At that time, he only needs to lure the "fans" arranged in advance, and then let the people hiding in the dark take a few blurry photos of them together. Then he only needs to expose her identity as the daughter of the Xu family, and all the negative information that has been plaguing him during this period can be reversed in an instant.
Song Yuchen had a good idea.
Whether it's recordings, losing fans, or the drinking scandal, in this era where online public opinion dominates, everyone likes to speak for the disadvantaged.
As long as he was promoting all this online, it was simply because Xu Fangli, the daughter of a wealthy family, could not get the love she wanted from him, and she deliberately fabricated these negative stories to get back at him.
Not only will these negative news no longer be used as a means to attack him, but they will make his fans more sympathetic to him, and even establish an image of himself as someone who is not afraid of power and keeps himself clean.
Imagination is beautiful, and Song Yuchen’s plan is particularly good.
The cigarette butt was pressed hard against the wall. Song Yuchen adjusted his baseball cap, which was pulled down very low, and the brim almost covered half of his face.
He imagined Fang Li running over in a panic, and her confusion when she heard those fabricated "secrets", and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
After being suppressed by her and Wen Yang for several times in a row, he could finally vent his anger today.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of footsteps at the entrance of the alley. Song Yuchen's eyes lit up and he subconsciously straightened his back.
But the expected slender figure did not appear. Instead, a crowd of people carrying cameras and holding mobile phones poured in, and the flash lights exploded a dazzling light in the narrow alley.
Song Yuchen's face darkened, and he became confused.
He subconsciously prepared to escape, but when he turned around, he found that a large group of media and fans were rushing in from behind.
"Song Yuchen?!"
"Is it Song Yuchen?"
......
Song Yuchen pushed down the brim of his hat and tried to squeeze through the crowd to leave.
Unexpectedly, people from both sides gathered together and squeezed him in the middle. Everyone knew they were coming for him, so how could they let him go!
"Song Yuchen! Is it true that you're secretly contacting fans to scam them out of money?"
"Are those previous photos and online recordings of her drinking scandal real?"
"I heard you hired some online trolls to smear your opponent. Is that true?"
“…”
The sharp questions came like hail, and Song Yuchen's face turned pale.
Only then did he see clearly the reporters holding microphones in the crowd. The logos on their chests were from the media outlets in Haicheng that dared to dig up negative information the most.
How could it be them?
He subconsciously wanted to hide, but as soon as he turned around, he was blocked by the people rushing over, and his shoulder was hit by the camera and it hurt.
"You've got the wrong person! Make way!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was drowned out by the even louder waves of noise.
Suddenly, someone next to him reached out to pull his hat. Song Yuchen panicked and quickly pressed down on the brim of his hat, his knuckles turning white from the force.
But he couldn't stop the pushing at all. The next second, a brute force suddenly lifted his mask, revealing his haggard face that was tortured by public opinion but still handsome.
“It’s really him!”
The crowd exploded instantly, countless cameras were pointed at his eyes, and the shutter sounds were continuous, making his eardrums hurt.
He retreated helplessly like a grasshopper thrown into boiling water, his back hitting the cold wall hard.
"Just tell me!"
"Speak!"
"That's right! Why are you pretending to be dumb? Give everyone an explanation!"
"explain!"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
Song Yuchen held his head and didn't say anything. At this time, someone yelled!
Immediately afterwards, a cup of warm milk tea came flying towards him in an arc and splashed accurately on his face.
The sweet liquid flowed down his cheeks, and the burning feeling mixed with humiliation froze Song Yuchen in place. He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes turned red.
"Liar! We've been fans of you for so long, and you're exploiting our feelings!"
"Someone like you is worthy of being a star!"
"Liar! Liar!"
"Go to hell! You're a liar who deceives people's feelings!"
There were curses in my ears.
In the chaos, Song Yuchen's gaze passed over the crowd of people and suddenly stopped.
Under the streetlight at the entrance of the alley, Fang Li stood in the shadow a few meters away, her posture straight.
She was wearing a soft, thick down jacket, a warm indigo scarf around her neck, and was playing with her mobile phone in her hand. The light from the screen reflected on her face, and no emotion could be seen.
There was neither sarcasm nor pride in her eyes. She just stood there calmly, like an outsider, watching coldly this farce that she had set up with her own hands.
It's this look.
Ever since they separated, she seemed to have calmed down instantly, and was always so strange and calm when facing him.
Song Yuchen clenched his fists suddenly, his nails digging deep into his palms.
Only at this moment did he personally feel how cruel Fang Li's calmness was, as if she had already anticipated all his struggles and embarrassment.
In her eyes, his self-righteous calculations were nothing but a clown's performance.
It turned out that he had never won from the very beginning.
The sweet smell of milk tea still lingered in his nose, and the reporters' relentless questioning filled his ears, but in Song Yuchen's world, there was only the calm figure in the distance.
A mixture of shame, anger and resentment suddenly surged up from his chest, almost overwhelming his sanity.
He stared at Fang Li intently, the hatred in his eyes was like a poisoned ice spike, wishing he could pierce through the calm figure standing there.
Fang Li seemed to have noticed his gaze, and she turned her head slightly, then gently and slowly curled the corners of her lips at him across the noisy crowd.
That smile was as faint as the wind, but it was like the last straw that completely broke Song Yuchen's defense.
He finally experienced what it felt like to be completely defeated in a flash of light.
Fang Li took one last look at him and turned away.
Song Yuchen endured wave after wave of curses and shoves, and just watched her walk away from him step by step towards the dim light at the alley entrance.
The night wind carried the sweet scent of milk tea as it swept past the corner of the street. Fang Li tightened the scarf around her neck and took a deep breath.
As soon as he turned the corner of the alley, he ran into Xu Fangye, who was striding towards him with an anxious look on his face.
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