"Ding dong," a ssage alert from Cheng Xiaohua’s phone rang, and when she looked, it was from Luo You.
It was a piece of entertainnt news.
Even more so, it was entertainnt news dissing Sheng Yan.
Cheng Xiaohua’s eyes slightly widened as she hurriedly clicked to read the news.
V No.1 Headline, "World" released for seven days, attendance rate continues to fall, so movie screenings even have less than fifty percent occupancy! The effect of the explosive publicity has weakened, the true word of mouth stands out, full of negative reviews!
Afterward, the article analyzed from various angles and pinned the bla for the sluggish box office on Sheng Yan.
The dia felt that Sheng Yan could only play cool, his expressions were monotonous, and his acting skills were limited; he hadn’t polished his acting sufficiently and had squandered the little inspirations he had in his past performances.
The full houses and good reputation at earlier screenings were all thanks to the famous director and actors’ fa; once those were gone, "World"’s box office would decline.
In fact, "World" had indeed continued to drop in box office revenue for two consecutive days, starting at ten million a day, the article pointed out. Although the drop seed small at the current stage, this "small" standard was only relative to the performance of the previous days.
For other average films, a ten million daily drop in box office would be like a major earthquake!
Reading the article from start to finish, Cheng Xiaohua found the entire piece talking about Sheng Yan’s waning popularity, the film’s box office not as glorious as in the past, with insinuations of a bleak outlook throughout.
Once the report was published, the majority of the comnts below were from Sheng Yan’s fans.
One of the fans spoke sensibly and didn’t feel that the "not good" box office was related to Sheng Yan. Every blockbuster movie’s success was related to the the, the current environntal policies, current events. This reply got the most likes and was pinned at the top.
After seeing this comnt, Cheng Xiaohua’s expression beca even graver.
Undoubtedly, the owner of this comnt was also a fan of Sheng Yan, but what was equally indisputable was that while trying to defend Sheng Yan’s dignity, the fan didn’t deny that the box office for "World" was less than that of his previous films.
If the box office trend was not clear in the first two days, now it was the seventh day, and the outco was becoming clear.
Unable to help herself, Cheng Xiaohua replied, "Is soone deliberately targeting Sheng Yan?"
Luo You’s reply ca quickly, only three words, "Impossible."
Cheng Xiaohua paused, her rationality gradually regaining ground.
Yes, indeed, impossible. Having reached the status of a superstar, how could Sheng Yan still be played by soone? He alone was equivalent to a top-tier company!
Not to ntion, many in the circle were aware of Sheng Yan’s identity; who would go against a company CEO, not a competitor, but rather soone whom others need to rely on for their livelihood.
But since the article dared to be published, it must an they were not afraid of offending Sheng Yan, which suggested two possibilities.
The first was soone wanted to oppose Sheng Yan.
The second was that the article spoke the truth and had no fear of Sheng Yan coming to pick a fight!
A sense of dread fell on Cheng Xiaohua; Sheng Yan’s situation was likely...
"Sister Xiao Hua, Sister Xiao Hua?"
He Jinxia’s voice ca to her ears, and Cheng Xiaohua snapped back to reality, eting her worried eyes, "You’ve been distracted for a while, are you not feeling well? Maybe you should take a rest?"
Cheng Xiaohua had been inseparably by her side on the set for the whole week, with her filming, Cheng Xiaohua wasn’t necessarily idle; both were working non-stop.
Cheng Xiaohua swallowed to ease her dry throat and shook her head, "No, I’m fine. I’ll go ask the director when it’s your turn to perform."
Without waiting for He Jinxia to speak, Cheng Xiaohua imdiately turned and left. There was only one thought in her mind: She absolutely must not let Jinxia know about this, not now!
Even Cheng Xiaohua, who wasn’t very knowledgeable about the industry, could sense the impending storm. Not to ntion that Jinxia was Sheng Yan’s lover... No, she definitely must not find out, at least not right now!
This was Jinxia’s first ti singing at a concert, and Cheng Xiaohua, as her assistant, could see that Jinxia had been nervous since she entered the green room. She couldn’t afford to be distracted by anything else.
Half an hour later, He Jinxia rode the elevator lift and ascended onto the stage. At the sa ti, the onslaught of online criticism against Sheng Yan unleashed in full force!
On the vast stage, everything was pitch black, and He Jinxia opened her eyes to see glow sticks in all directions.
The glow sticks twinkled, as if bringing together the light of the entire world.
He Jinxia took a deep breath, listened to the music gently flowing, and glanced to the side. Yang Xingxin was wearing a pure white dress, and in the dim light, her face was not clear, only the smile on her lips crossed by shadows was visible.
"...3, 2, 1!" she counted silently in her mind. The next mont, she picked up the microphone and began to sing clearly:
"Watching the us of yesterday walk away, waiting in the center of destiny’s square, the blurry shoulders sprinting, becoming ever more faint~"
"Click!" Suddenly, the lights blazed before everyone.
Her attire was androgynous, but the makeup on her face was exquisitely done, making it clear at a glance that she was a girl.
A handso, yet very gentle girl.
She raised her left hand, and her heart pounded uncontrollably in the surging wave of screams, feeling an intense rush of adrenaline.
He Jinxia smiled slightly and continued to sing, "The comrades who once marched shoulder to shoulder, scattered after toasting good fortune, but that night, I deeply stored in the recesses of my heart~"
"Growing up, all I can do is run, how scared I am of falling down in the dark~"
"Hello tomorrow, smiling through my tears, the more wonderful it is, the more afraid I am to receive it~"
"Every cry, again running with a smile, losing on one side, searching on the other~"
"Hello tomorrow, how faint the voice, yet it reminds what courage is~"
Her voice was clean and clear, and with a closer listen, a slight tremble could be discerned in the final notes. It was precisely this rawness that made it resonate even more, transporting the audience back to the campuses of the past.
The sound of wind chis flitted by, the sound of harmonica playing arose, the sound of a piano tinkled...
The lights softened, and the floor beneath her feet displayed green grass and the running track of a playground. Behind her, the large screen showed a blue sky with white clouds, creating a true school atmosphere.
He Jinxia turned her head toward Yang Xingxin, bowed slightly, and perford a gentleman’s gesture with her hand.
Yang Xingxin covered her mouth with a laugh and extended her hand to her. Their hands joined together, and before long, Yang Xingxin began to sing:
"As I walk in the opposite direction, seeking courage in the corner of the staircase, my shoulders quivering with weeping, I ask myself, where am I~"
"The comrades who once marched shoulder to shoulder, silently understood my grievances, ti always tells lies, I never actually lost those shoulders~"
"Growing up, all I can do is run, how scared I am of falling down in the dark~"
"Hello tomorrow, smiling through my tears, the more wonderful it is, the more afraid I am to receive..."
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