Chapter 51: Do You Know the Truth?
Translator: _Min_
[Big news, this is definitely big news!]
[Does Si Fuqing think she’s not getting enough hate? How heartless must you be to hit soone and then run away?]
[Heh, she’s never had any class to begin with. Did she even finish middle school? Why is she still in the entertainnt industry? Ti to get lost!]
[If Si Fuqing leaves the industry, I’ll definitely send a red packet to celebrate!] The hate comnts were increasing, each more derogatory than the last.
Yu Tang had joined these groups but never paid much attention, only occasionally enjoying the gossip.
For her, the entertainnt industry was rely a place for leisurely spectating; she never engaged in fan wars. She had never seen this level of vitriol before.
Incensed, Yu Tang hit back.
[Do you know the truth? Qingqing never went to the police station. She didn’t hit and run; she was helping soone who fainted. You’re spreading rumors!
I’ll sue you! Why are you talking about her like this?]
The mont she sent the ssage, the group fell silent.
Seconds later, it exploded.
[Wow, a fan of Si Fuqing! Quick, let’s take a commorative screenshot.]
[I’m shocked, Si Fuqing has fans? And they’ve infiltrated here? Admin, kick them out.]
[Hilarious, like idol, like fan. You’re probably also the trash that would hit soone and run away!]
The next second, a notification popped up on her screen.
[You have been removed from the group chat by the admin.]
Furious and wronged, Yu Tang almost threw her phone. Her career as an undercover agent in these hate groups hadn’t even started, and it was already over.
She really wasn’t cut out for this.
Turning her head, she found Si Fuqing petting a little white dog with one hand and holding a mirror with the other, admiring her own face, “I look so good.”
Yu Tang:
She stuttered, “Q-Qingqing, aren’t you angry?”
“Why should I be?” Si Fuqing’s fox-like eyes lifted, corners curving into a smile. “Soon we’ll be enjoying the finest fish in Linjiang House, and our boss is easy on the eyes. What about them?”
“They’re so bored they can only resort to keyboard war. ek in real life but aggressive online. What can they really do?”
This lifted Yu Tang’s spirits. “You have a point.”
She then opened another hate group and energetically posted a series of ssages, along with pictures of gourt als and five-star hotels she had experienced abroad.
[Ever seen this? Ever eaten this? No? Then work harder and stop being keyboard warriors. You people have no exposure!]
Then she was kicked out again.
Yu Tang:
This is definitelyjealousy!
At this mont, the door to the private room opened, and Feng San pushed Yu Xiheng in.
Yu Tang quickly covered her mouth and cautiously shifted towards Si Fuqing. Yu Xihenq took his seat, casuallv rollinq up his sleeves. In a voice neither hizh nor low, he inquired, “Any dietary restrictions?”
Just as Yu Tang was about to speak, she realized the question might not be directed at her.
Si Fuqing pondered for a mont, “No bitter gourd or cilantro for ; otherwise, I’m pretty easy to feed.”
After all, she had grown accustod to consuming nutritional supplents. Once, due to an experint, she even lost her sense of taste for a while.
Yu Tang exclaid, “Qingqing, cilantro is the most delicious thing ever, how could you not eat it? I’m going to sanction you!”
“Nonsense!” Si Fuqing imdiately retorted. “Eating cilantro is a cri against humanity; you’re the one who should be sanctioned!”
Feng San massaged his forehead.
Miss Si really does enjoy causing a commotion alongside Miss Yu Tang.
Yu Xiheng seed to chuckle lightly, so faint it was almost imperceptible.
However, Feng San could clearly sense that his mood had considerably improved.
Soon, the dishes arrived.
Si Fuqing took a bite of the succulent fish, her fox-like eyes lighting up.
She took another bite, looking extrely satisfied.
Observing her, Yu Xiheng slightly nodded, “You like this?”
Si Fuqing humd in agreent, offering brief praise, “The texture is great, not as fishy as I expected, lts in your mouth. The special sauce brings out its freshness. The chef did a good job.”
“Alright,” Yu Xiheng knocked on the table, “bring ten more servings.”
Si Fuqing:
She deadpanned, “Boss, are you raising pigs?
“Oh?” Yu Xiheng scanned her from head to toe, smiling, “Not quite.”
“Qingqing, you’re really skinny,” Yu Tang chid in, “Eat more, you’ll feel better to hug when you’re chubbier!”
Si Fuqing:
She regretted ever believing in Yu Tang’s nonsense.
“How do you take care of it?” Yu Tang curiously poked at the ears of the little white dog, Little Bai. “It doesn’t have a butt; how does it excrete? Doesn’t it get bloated?”
Thinking about the dog-like Pixiu that had already consud several gold bars of hers, Si Fuqing remained expressionless, “Tangtang, so things are better left unknown.”
“Tell , tell ,” Yu Tang grew even more curious, “I won’t say anything.”
“You know about evolution, right? Organisms evolve to adapt to their environnt,” Si Fuqing spoke calmly, “It doesn’t have a butt because it eats and excretes from its mouth.”
Yu Tang:
She imdiately withdrew her hand, “It must sll terrible!”
Little Bai: “…”
Its reputation as a Pixiu was ruined once again!
Damn this ungrateful owner!
Back at the “Youth With You” training base, the atmosphere had changed since Si Fuqing left. Initially unmotivated, the trainees found their spirits lifted under Xie Yu’s guidance.
All four felt validated in their decision to follow Si Fuqing.
Far from being inept at singing and dancing, she was incredibly skilled.
Coupled with the sharp-witted Xie Yu, their progress was lightning fast.
“Brother Xie, sothing’s happened!” Xu Xiyun rushed up, looking anxious, “A bunch of fans have gathered outside the training camp, demanding that Teacher Si leave the show.”
Xie Yu’s eyes narrowed, his expression cooling.
He wiped the sweat from his body with a towel, “You all keep practicing; I’ll go check it out.”
The training camp was on lockdown; nobody could enter without permission from the production team. The occurrence of such an incident was causing the directors and planners imnse headaches.
“Who allowed them in? Do you know how much you’ve cost us?” The producer shouted at a staff mber.
His face flushed, “It’s the Chen family, and they were questioning Si Fuqing, so
I thought—”
“Foolish ! ” The producer yelled, ‘Where’s your sense of the bigger picture? Si Fuqing might be affected, but what about the show? How could you let people capture this on cara?”
The staff mber’s face turned a shade redder, and he fell silent.
“Let’s go, let’s go. What’s done is done,” the director tried to diate, “Go placate those fans.”
“You’re fired,” the producer was still furious, “Go settle your salary at the financial departnt.”
Disregarding the now pale-faced staff mber, the producer and the director hurried downstairs.
The situation outside the training camp was chaotic, filled with self-organized fans, so of whom were high-profile “super fans” capable of donating hundreds of thousands.
These fans made the director uneasy.
“Ladies and gentlen, please remain calm,” he stepped forward, “Rest assured, we will address your concerns.”
“Si Fuqing is not only unqualified as a ntor, but she also lacks moral integrity,” the lead fan coldly stated, “We demand she leave the show. Any objections?”
The director wiped the sweat from his brow, “Madam, we are currently in an ergency eting and I promise you will be satisfied with the outco!”
For the first ti, the production team faced such a difficult issue and the director was beginning to regret their actions.
“If you’re still discussing, then what’s there to discuss!” the super fan scoffed, “She should’ve been kicked off long ago. What qualifications does she have compared to other ntors? And yet, you’ve kept her till now!”
“I demand Si Fuqing leave ‘Youth With You’; otherwise, I’ll encourage my fan group not to donate a single cent to the show.”
“Let’s see if you can afford to keep protecting Si Fuqing then!”
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