Chapter 11: Zhou Shuyi’s Breakdown: The Scandal Hits Ho!
“So you’re saying this is all my fault???”
Jia Nailiang stared at Li Xiaolu in disbelief. “Are you seriously blaming for your affair?”
Li Xiaolu crossed her arms and nodded defiantly. “Obviously!”
“If you’d treated right, I wouldn’t have cheated!”
“So clearly, in the future, you failed as a husband—forcing to seek comfort elsewhere!”
The host’s eyes widened at the audacity, but she didn’t intervene. This was live TV—the more explosive the fight, the higher the ratings.
2013 Tiline | Public Reaction
Netizens watching the broadcast were floored.
“Is Li Xiaolu out of her mind?!”
“She’s gaslighting Jia Nailiang like she’s the victim?!”
“I was her fan for years, but this is next-level delusion. Poor Jia Nailiang!”
“Divorce her NOW!”
Brands and production companies scrambled to drop Li Xiaolu. No one wanted the backlash of associating with a woman who doubled down on infidelity.
2017 Tiline | “The Rap of China” Production Office
The show’s official social dia erupted after promoting PG One’s contestant profile.
“HOW could you platform this howrecker?!”
“He slept with his bro’s wife—where’s the integrity?!”
“Pathetic how you’re milking his scandal for clout!”
PG One’s underground rap fans clapped back:
“STFU! This is a rap competition, not a morality contest!”
“King PG’s skills are unmatched—bla that slut Li Xiaolu for seducing him!”
The director grinned at the exploding hashtags. “See?! We’re trending before airing!”
“Keep leaning into the controversy—haters just boost our numbers!”
2017 Tiline | The Basent
PG One preened over his viral infamy. “Zhou, my guy—even with the scandal, the show’s promoting as a star!”
“Proof I’m essential to Chinese hip-hop!”
Zhou (GAI) forced a laugh. “Hell yeah! You’ll win this whole thing!”
“Just… rember us little guys when you’re famous, eh?”
PG One snorted and pulled out a bag of white powder. “Relax, I’ll hook you up.”
2017 Tiline | Zhou Shuyi’s Livestream
The gaming strear had switched to gossiping about the scandal when a chat ssage froze her:
“Zhou-jie, honest question—do dropouts like you really dig trashy guys like PG One?”
“EXCUSE ?!” Zhou Shuyi slamd her desk. “First off, I graduated vocational school—that’s higher education in streaming circles!”
“Second, I’d never touch a greasy-haired loser like him! Dude’s a walking red flag!”
The giant screen’s next reveal made her smug—until it kept going:
[PG One’s downfall wasn’t just the affair—his song lyrics glorified drug use:].
“Sleep all day, rage all night / White powder lines shining bright / Light it up ‘fore we ride out—homies who can’t hang, step aside!”
[The backlash got him blacklisted by state dia.].
Zhou Shuyi chuckled. “See?! Trash human, trash career—good ridd—”
Then the screen flashed a photo of her and PG One, captioned:
[Years later, he resurfaced dating a top strear.].
“WHAT THE HELL?!” Zhou Shuyi’s face drained of blood. “HOW AM I DATING HIM IN THE FUTURE?!”
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