"So this is how the 108 posts ca to be?" Tang Li looked up and asked.
Yu Sui’s eyes darted: "Well, uh-"
Just then, Tang Li received a QQ ssage from Gao Wenlan on her cellphone.
[Music and Song Whispering Orchid]: "Those Yang Ning fans are really sothing! You’ve been in the business for half a year, why haven’t you recruited such talents?"
Tang Li replied: "You dare say that!"
Then, she sent a screenshot of a reply comnt.
As the culprit, Gao Wenlan sent back an [tearfully biting handkerchief] emoji.
Tang Li didn’t really want to argue with her elders, and typed: "Why argue with kids, you’ll only upset yourself and end up needing blood pressure dication."
[Music and Song Whispering Orchid]: "[Pouting] I can’t just sit by and watch them bully you."
[Tang Xiaoli]: "So, you personally stepped in to tear down 108 posts for . [Numb face]"
[Music and Song Whispering Orchid]: "......"
After a while, Gao Wenlan sent another ssage: "It’s just a few posts. I believe you definitely won’t take it to heart. I’m going to watch drama, chat later! [Waving handkerchief]"
Before Tang Li could say goodbye, Gao Wenlan’s QQ account went dark.
Just typing ’again’ Tang Li: "..."
"Actually, what Xu Yuan said wasn’t wrong." Yu Sui sighed: "Before Yang Ning got injections, he really wasn’t considered attractive in the entertainnt circle."
As she finished speaking, sothing heavy was placed in her hand—Tang Li’s tablet.
"Are we really not going to do anything about the posts on Douban?"
Yu Sui said.
Tang Li really had no intention of dealing with the bad posts online.
Feng Qi didn’t ssage her, which ans the matter isn’t worth attention.
Plus, these posts were all discussing her appearance.
Not even slanderable.
In fact, Yang Ning’s fans were quite smart, they didn’t compare her with Yang Ning, only mocked her as looking rustic, like the female version of a character from old tis guarding landowner’s turban lon patches.
"They call you turban lon patch, what’s Yang Ning then, a turban embanknt?"
Yu Sui was in the middle of complaining when a chip was stuffed in her mouth, and Tang Li’s voice said by her ear: "Insulting without hurting, market economy, raising turbans is most unacceptable."
"..." Yu Sui turned her head silently, and bit the chip with a ’crunch’.
This is truly a snatch of tender bamboo shoots (bamboo)!
She swore she would never dig tender bamboo shoots with Tang Li again!
Despite feeling this way, Tang Li still checked herself in the mirror: "Am I really that rustic?"
"Not rustic at all!" Afraid Tang Li might resort to drastic asures like bone-shaving injections, Yu Sui started the rainbow-flattery mode beside: "If you were ten centiters taller, you’d be international model material, look at those models on T-stage, which one doesn’t have a skyrocketing aura?"
Tang Li’s leaning body straightened, "Even if I look rustic, it’s fine. I’ve already thought it out, in future when moving into Tan Palace, before every news appearance, I’ll just be sure to carefully Photoshop the pictures."
Yu Sui: "..."
(〒▽〒) Who would’ve thought, the only one not okay is .
Before reciting lines, Tang Li picked up her cellphone and sent out a ssage.
——Take care on the road. [Heart]
Waited nearly a minute, but no new ssages ca in.
Rembering it was Ji Ming who contacted her earlier, Tang Li felt relieved. It’s common for people to go for a walk after als without a cellphone.
Near ten o’clock, Yu Sui used the tablet to turn on a live TV broadcast.
This evening, "The Brightest Star" was airing episodes three and four on Fruit Station.
Unlike other idol dramas, "The Brightest Star" didn’t use heavy filters; the lighting and color tone were aligned with urban drama aesthetics. Therefore, when the show starts broadcasting and appears on the tablet screen, it doesn’t have unrealistic beauty effects.
The story’s background was fully explained in the first two episodes.
Episode three starts with the heroine Jing Xiu squatting roadside having dinner.
The ten bucks she spent on boxed als was earned from an eight-year-old Little Fatty.
——She took the money to catch toys for Little Fatty.
Though she didn’t succeed in getting a toy in the end, it didn’t stop her from collecting the commission.
Grabbing the ten yuan paper money from Little Fatty’s hand, the eighteen-year-old girl’s face didn’t show sha but rather an unapologetic deanor, which prompted Yu Sui to glance at Tang Li: "You’ve done such things before, haven’t you? Otherwise, how could you act so naturally."
Tang Li: "..."
Because Jing Xiu had a gambler and alcoholic biological father at ho, she ate her lunch by the roadside—not wanting to share the food was one reason, and the other was to save half for dinner.
Almost done eating, she was about to ’pack up’, when suddenly, a blob of bird poop dropped from the sky.
Splat!
"..."
The thin girl in checkered shirt kept squatting as she gazed at the foreign object in her al box.
In the fra, several trucks whizzed by noisily.
About ten seconds later, the roadside girl finally moved.
She stood up, tossing the al box into a nearby sanitation bin.
Then back under the tree, Jing Xiu looked up.
The cara switched, sunset in the west, Jing Xiu carrying a plastic bag walked away, her shadow trailing long on the ground.
In place, a sparrow dangled upside-down between the trees.
——’Gah?!’
"Not even sparrows are spared, I seriously suspect you’re about to exact revenge on society!" Yu Sui held the tablet, lanting with unprecedented distress.
Tang Li: "...Oh."
Returning ho to have a brawl with her biological dad, Jing Xiu captured the only bedroom, woke up, then headed to the internet cafe for work, but paused en route beside an esports club drawn to a cleaning job ad.
On her first day at work, Jing Xiu gained over three hundred bucks by selling the paper board from the club.
At the end of episode three, besides the male lead Lu Xiaoyang returning from a trip, Jing Xiu in a cleaner’s uniform had already set her sights on the computer equipnt stacked in the club’s storeroom.
As the screen began playing the closing song, Yu Sui turned again to Tang Li: "If ’The Brightest Star’ doesn’t have good ratings tonight, I’ll livestream eating a cactus!"
Tang Li: "..."
"No need to be so serious."
Just as Tang Li finished her words, Yu Sui hugged her tightly!
"How did I not see yesterday, this isn’t a youthful idol drama, it’s practically sand sculpture cody! Believe Ah Li, with ’The Brightest Star’, you’ll definitely rise to the top of Mainland Entertainnt!"
Yu Sui’s words weren’t baseless.
That very night, after episode three of "The Brightest Star" aired, it climbed to the top of trending lists.
Even on Douban, rave reviews ca pouring in.
——Wow, I nearly missed a great show! Finally, a youth idol drama where the female lead isn’t stupidly sweet, she’s practically bare-faced, acting is authentic, strongly recomnding it!
——I seriously suspect the female lead entered the club to sell scrap, but I have no proof, 233...
——Heard it’s Qi Liang’s new movie’s female lead, she could own the big screen, no adaptation struggles for a youth idol drama!
——Hurry up, ads over, start chasing episode four!
...
Tang Li browsed through so reviews on Douban, accepting them calmly whether good or bad. Before heading out to shoot night scenes, she glanced at her cellphone, finding Song Baiyan still hadn’t replied to her ssage.
[Tonight’s third episode, online reactions are decent.]
Tang Li sent another ssage.
Main bedroom in Tan Palace.
Song Baiyan stood on the balcony, gazing into an unknown distance, echoes of Han Jifeng’s words by his ear—
[In a few years, Your Excellency will succumb to illness]
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