273: 230 is getting handso!
273: 230 is getting handso!
Seeing her beloved younger sister being insulted so harshly, Xia Xing would definitely feel heartbroken and upset.
Jian Manman’s eyes shifted around.
By then, she would have a chance to comfort Xia Xing.
That little makeup artist didn’t understand what Xia Xing liked at all.
What Xia Xing liked most…
was girls who were especially gentle, like her.
Jian Manman had broken up with Xia Xing very decisively before, but after trying out a greasy rich businessman, she realized that although he was successful and stylish, he really couldn’t stir up even a bit of dopamine in her heart.
Owing to a boss like Jiang Yunzhou, handso and with a powerful presence, who wouldn’t give her a second glance, and adding the last ti in the makeup room she saw Xia Xing with that little makeup artist…
Jian Manman’s thoughts slowly began to change.
She wanted to check the live broadcast on her phone, but feeling sweaty and sticky in her palm, she didn’t want to hold anything and pretentiously looked towards the agent Jia Mingi not far away, “Jia, have you kept an eye on the live stream for …?”
Before she could finish saying ‘stream,’ Jia Mingi turned towards her.
Jia Mingi’s face turned pale, her forehead was dark, and her lips even trembled a bit.
This startled Jian Manman, her expression a weird mixture of confusion and fear, “What, what’s wrong with you?
It’s like the sky is falling.”
Jia Mingi slowly held up her phone, “The sky…
really has fallen…”
Jian Manman lifted the hem of her costu, twisting her way forward, “What in the world happened?”
The screen of Jia Mingi’s phone displayed the Weibo trending page.
At first glance, she saw several dark-purple ‘explosion’ icons.
Taking a closer look at the words in the trending topics…
#JianManmanExposedForBuyingTrollsToDefaEx’sSister#
#Jia[space]Trolls, Marketing Accounts, Trend Manipulation All-In-One#
Jian Manman’s ears buzzed, and her mind went blank.
Only then did she notice that many staff mbers around her were holding phones, stealing glances at her with strange looks.
Their mouths were moving, but she couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Jian Manman felt as though she had been stripped bare.
How could this happen?
Jia had been helping her sabotage other stars reliably for quite so ti; how could they have been exposed this ti?
Today was the ‘Mage’s’ ho ground, not Xia Ye’s, and besides, she had hired those trolls, how could the public opinion not criticize Xia Ye and instead target her?
Then, Jian Manman saw two other explosive trends.
#Shocker!
‘Mage’ = Xia Ye#
#FB’s First Female Player!#
Jian Manman’s cold fingers tapped on one of them, the top-ranked news below was a screenshot from the live room.
On the high eSports platform, stood a person dressed in loose sportswear.
The style of the sportswear seed youthful, but the person had dium-length hair.
Upon closer look at the face, Jian Manman’s pupils dilated.
Xia Ye?!
The surrounding assistants were still clueless about what had happened, vigorously holding mini fans for her.
What was supposed to be a cool breeze now felt like a chilling wind to Jian Manman.
Goosebumps broke out all over her body.
The ‘Mage’ was actually Xia Ye?
She had spent so much money to boost the ‘Mage’ into the top few of trending searches, thinking it could compete with Xia Ye, or perhaps later let the ‘Mage’ know it was her who had always been supporting “him” from behind, hoping “he” would rember her kindness and beco a junior in the entertainnt industry who could help her…
As it turned out…
The ‘Mage’ she had painstakingly nurtured and won over…
Was actually Xia Ye!
It was an absolutely ridiculous joke.
**
The incident in the FB live room rapidly spread throughout Capital City.
Just the night before, Jian Manman was still the pure princess cherished by her fans, but in less than half an hour, her popularity had plumted—
Xu He, leaning on the couch, held her phone, enjoying Little Tiangao’s live stream.
She had asked a staff mber at Paris how to watch the live stream and how to hide the chat.
She didn’t understand all this talk about one god or another the comntators and players ntioned, but she knew her Little Tiangao was exceptionally beautiful, a natural-born star, flawless from every angle.
Xia Yuzheng finished smoking outside on the balcony and ca back in, watching his wife intently focused on the screen, sotis giggling stupidly, sotis concentrating hard, and couldn’t help but shake his head smilingly.
Seeing him co in, Xu He, recalling sothing, mysteriously asked, “Is everything ready for tomorrow night?”
Xia Yuzheng nodded slightly, answering her question with body language.
Xu He pursed her lips and smiled, sounding very anticipatory, “That’s good, Xia Xing said they are also ready on their end…”
**
Even though Xia Ye and Tian Ye had already graduated, their acceptance letters hadn’t arrived yet, so the juniors at First Middle School still treated them like their own seniors.
Right now, the First Middle School forum was going crazy, full of links directing everyone to the FB live room.
Not only because “God of the Night” is Xia Ye, but also because one of the contestants was Tian Ye!
With students from both the first and second-ranked schools together, this must be the Youth Training Camp with the most academic achievers ever.
Even more amazingly, there were students lurking in the live broadcast room…
they even captured Tian Ye calling Xia Ye “Master”!
That student had fast hands, as the caraperson only showed Tian Ye for a second, but he managed to capture it.
In the footage, the usually aloof top student surprisingly raised his hand towards the cara, enthusiastically rooting for Xia Ye, just like a die-hard fan.
The students from the first class who saw it couldn’t help but gape in shock.
Jiang Yunzhou was terribly annoyed.
It was bad enough with the little uncle, but why had Tian Ye also clung to Little Fairy?
Soone specifically started a post, where people watched the live broadcast and discussed it within the thread.
To highlight the the, the main image of the post was the one where Tian Ye was rooting for Master Xia Ye.
At that mont, on the competition stage of the studio, while other contestants had the ga interface open on their phones, Tian Ye had the school forum open.
Seeing his own photo used as the main image, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to his forehead.
He felt as if his lifeti reputation was ruined in one fell swoop.
“Leo, I know your marksman skills are super strong, my team already has a mage, an assassin, and a warrior…
we just need you.
Will you join our team?”
The boy called Leo glanced at their lineup, nodded, and walked over to their team.
The team selection phase was nearly at its end.
A few well-known players who were acquainted with each other online quickly ford a team, and the distribution of roles was quite balanced.
Take Leo’s team, for instance, each mber was very strong, making them sothing of a Death Group.
After all, with a win, there would be four advancent spots, so naturally, everyone preferred to team up with strong players, afraid of having weak links in their teams.
After Xia Ye revealed her identity, she no longer needed to disguise herself.
Now she could finally toss her long-sleeved sports jacket aside, sprawl cross-legged on a chair, her hand clutching an energy bar with its wrapper peeled open.
She could bite off half in one go, leaving a neat set of teeth marks on it.
Xia Xing was in charge of holding her jacket, taking the snack’s leftover wrapper, and occasionally adjusting the collar of his little sister’s T-shirt as she sat without manners.
Xia Ye thought the caras were focused on the Youth Training Camp contestants and wouldn’t capture her, little did she know…
[Xia God is so good to his little sister!
His gaze is about to seduce to death!]
[God of the Night eating looks so tasty!
And she doesn’t even have any fat on her arms, where does all the food go?
Is it all going to ?]
[No more talk, the energy bar I ordered from the online supermarket is already on its way!
Only 1,300 ters to go!]
The director was worried that the number of viewers might drop after the earlier highlights, so he occasionally swung the cara over to Xia Ye and Xia Xing.
It turned out to be an effective move, as the comnt screen would flood with ssages every ti the cara swung their way.
The more famous people ford their teams quickly, and soon, there were only five unorganized individuals left on the field.
Including the Stubborn Bronze, Tian Ye.
No team was keen on taking these five individuals, so they ended up automatically forming a group.
The comnt screen started mourning for them already.
The other teams eyed these five like prey, as if they were ready to devour them.
Any team that got matched against them for a PK would absolutely crush them.
A notably shy nerdy boy, after sneaking looks at Tian Ye for the fourth ti, finally mustered the courage to ask softly, “Just now…
did you call Night God ‘Master’?”
Tian Ye’s eyelid twitched, “Yes…”
When the other four teammates heard this, they imdiately suggested Tian Ye be their team captain.
If Night God had taken him as a disciple, he couldn’t be too bad!
Although they spoke in low voices, they were wearing mics, and the host could hear everything clearly.
The host was good at keeping the audience engaged and imdiately threw the topic over to Xia Ye, who was sitting on the upper platform.
“Night God, I heard player number 9 is your disciple?”
Seeing the host looking at her, Xia Ye put down the pink cartoon water bottle Xia Xing had bought for her, and sat up a bit in her chair, “Ah, newly accepted.”
Host: “Being your disciple must be quite formidable.
Could you let us know what he excels at in advance?”
Xia Ye touched her chin, pondering seriously, “He should be good at…
integrated science and mathematics, I guess?”
The host, thinking she was joking, played along for a bit before serious again, “I ant what heroes he excels at~”
Um…
Xia Ye: “I don’t know.”
Host: “???”
Xia Ye: “I just took him as a disciple yesterday, we haven’t practiced together yet.”
As soon as she said that, the live site and the comnt section went quiet.
The male fans were sourly comnting on Tian Ye’s doggone luck, how he could beco Night God’s disciple like this!
The female fans were more worried for Tian Ye’s team, hoping he could’ve provided so guidance, but now…
This team was dood.
Tian Ye half-closed his eyes, slowly shifting his complicated gaze away from his master…
back to his four despondent teammates.
He steadied his mind and spoke in a calm voice, “Don’t lose heart, tell which heroes you are best with, we might not necessarily lose.”
Pang Shen, who had returned to watch from below the stage, heard this and ambiguously curled his lip.
There were many applicants for the open selection, and the reason he chose the Stubborn Bronze, Tian Ye, was definitely not without reason…
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