"What are you thinking? Can this kind of livestream even be real? The host is clearly in cahoots with the Magician—that fly is either video editing or a simulation fly. There’s no such thing as a Resurrection Technique, just a bunch of idiots here licking it up."
"Ha, if they could really resurrect a fly, wouldn’t they be taken away for research?"
"I’m done with this—what’s there to argue about? The Magic is obviously fake, right? Isn’t this trick simple? The host and the Photographer are surely plants. It’s definitely a simulation fly that’s flying, they just switched it with a real fly when the Photographer caught it."
"Indeed, no need to blow things out of proportion."
"This host really knows how to act."
"Co out and explain, are you a plant or not?"
"Indeed, if it’s a plant then everyone might as well disperse, it wouldn’t affect in the slightest."
Amid the vast sea of comnts on the live chat, a few comnts, whether irate or from apparent armchair experts, drifted by, and Koichi Kojima noticed them too, a wave of sentint inexplicably surging in his heart.
Now, with twenty thousand viewers tuning in, such comnts were unavoidable—not just attacks on Mr. Jiang Shu the Magician but attacks on him as the host as well.
This situation didn’t exist back when only a hundred and fifty people watched. Just like any expanding group, as the numbers grew, so did the number of morons, continuously polluting the group, ultimately driving genuine enthusiasts away with a foul atmosphere.
He never thought it would happen to him.
Hmm? So does this an he’s really about to beco famous?
This is definitely an opportunity, one he must seize.
In that mont, Koichi Kojima realized this.
However, given the current circumstances, he needed to directly address the malicious speculation about being a "plant." As the host of the program, he surely had the ability to guide public opinion, so he suddenly hesitated.
But if he responded, whose side should he take?
Should he stand with Jiang Shu or with those groundless accusers?
Looking at the outco, if he now falsely claid he was really Jiang Shu’s plant, that would instantly bring him an uncountable amount of attention. And he could use such a lie to...
Instantly beco the center of attention, dominate the entertainnt news headlines, erge as a "Righteous Whistleblower" and a rising internet celebrity, then rapidly monetize the views by selling rchandise. Even if he could only be famous for a month, that would be enough to earn more money than he could ever spend in his lifeti.
Even if he might be subject to internet abuse and condemnation after the truth ca out, what did that matter?
If he stood with Jiang Shu, clarifying matters...
Those who were inclined to believe would believe in Jiang Shu without the need for plants or editing, and those who disbelieved would not be swayed by Koichi’s clarifications; it would be a futile effort.
And for himself, he might gain a fair bit of popularity from this episode, but it was incidental to him; he might not be so lucky with the next episode.
At most...
Because of this episode, the upper managent might tentatively offer him so opportunities to see if he could make the show work. If he really was an undiscovered gem, perhaps he could take off.
So now he had two options before him: shalessly make a fortune, or clarify the truth and then attempt to grasp that elusive opportunity.
For many people, this wouldn’t even be a choice—who would pass up money that ca knocking at the door?
"..."
Koichi Kojima gritted his teeth, then he stood in front of the cara: "I must clarify sothing, neither my Photographer Ooishi nor I are auxiliary personnel hired by Mr. Jiang Shu. This might be hard to prove, but I can guarantee it with my career as a host and my personal integrity."
Suddenly, he felt a bit of sadness in his heart. Indeed, even if he chose his conscience, what evidence did he have to prove he wasn’t a plant?
Spreading rumors required just a few keystrokes, but his attempt to counter them felt almost impossible.
"Not to be rude, but using your miserable hosting career as a guarantee doesn’t exactly inspire confidence, does it?"
"How much money does it take to bribe soone like you to be a plant?"
"How much is integrity worth?"
"There’s no sha in making money."
"Count in for so cash next ti. I’ll be a plant too."
At this ti, Koichi couldn’t understand why it seed like he could only see these sarcastic comnts, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
He hadn’t expected that after making such a tough decision, it was just the beginning of his difficulties.
"I can show all of my bank records, which are certified by the bank and can’t be faked or deleted; I can also provide my schedule and conversation records from the past few days. I can prove I haven’t taken any money, nor has anyone contacted to be a plant," Koichi Kojima rapidly finished saying all this. Then, under his guidance, the cara turned towards Jiang Shu, "Now I need to continue the live broadcast with Magician Jiang Shu. We won’t comnt on this issue for now. Those stirring up trouble will be blocked imdiately."
"Here we go, the classic delete, mute, and block combo."
You have blocked the user "Rhythm Master Yi Yi Yi."
And with that, this matter ca to a temporary close, allowing Koichi to focus his attention on Jiang Shu standing at the entrance of the hospital ward.
They had now arrived at the inpatient departnt, with pristine and inviting light beige as the main color the, spacious corridors accommodating six or seven people side by side, and a comfortable living environnt conducive to the patients’ recovery.
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