Although Mu Ye's popularity was not as high as Lu Yan and Xie Yu's, he was still a popular candidate to debut and had quite a number of fans.
Si Fuqing demoted Mu Ye from Class A to Class F. Mu Ye's fans were furious, and the curses on the screen became more and more unpleasant.
[Si Fuqing, please die. Thank you.]
[I really don't want to see her anymore. It's so annoying.]
Feng San, who witnessed the entertainment industry for the first time, was shocked. "Brother Nine, this… it can't be, right?"
He was a layman, but he had followed Yu Xiheng to the banquets in Sijiu and the Royal Music Hall in the Western Continent. He had heard many famous artists 'music and performance.
In his opinion, Mu Ye was indeed ordinary.
Why are these fans cursing so obscenely?
"The world is big and full of wonders. There's no need to be surprised." Yu Xiheng rested his chin on his hand and paused, before he started to speak again. "Do we have any companies involved in the entertainment industry?"
Feng San thought for a moment. "No, I'll go back and ask the Mo family."
Yu Xiheng nodded.
The comments were still attacking relentlessly, but on the big screen, the cameraman zoomed in on Si Fuqing.
The girl stroked her hair back with one hand and held the microphone with the other.
A clear voice rang out, and she casually mentioned the vocal range.
In the end, he saw her fox-like eyes curved up and she smiled, with a laziness state unique to her. "Your singing is so bad. I'll give you an F. Do you have any objections?"
You dare to object?
[...]
The flood of comments suddenly stopped.
Even the screen shook slightly.
Feng San, who didn't know what was going on but thought it was amazing, exclaimed out loud. "Brother Nine, Miss Si is so amazing."
Yu Xiheng raised his head and said, "Quiet."
Feng San immediately shut up and focused on the show.
After a full ten seconds, the comments exploded again.
[F*ck, did I come to the wrong place? This is Si Fuqing? That incompetent Si Fuqing?]
[She actually recognized the vocal range. Si Fuqing is awesome!]
[To be honest, she's a little handsome. I want to be a fan.]
[What are you a fan of? It was hilarious. This is a script, right? They would set up an idiot character at the beginning and then reverse it?]
[There's no doubt about the script. It's just listening to the vocal range, so it must be scripted. If Si Fuqing has the ability, she should go sing on the stage.]
Seeing that Mu Ye had dropped to Class F, his fans were so angry that they went to the show's official Weibo to curse and complain.
However, after this episode was broadcast, Xie Yu's fans had a good impression of Si Fuqing.
[I didn't see Si Fuqing praising anyone today except Xie Yu.]
[Xie Yu's strength is indeed high. He's also handsome. I'm becoming a fan.]
[I suddenly realized that Si Fuqing and Xie Yu both have fox-like eyes.]
This screen was quickly drowned out, and no one noticed.
"How many episodes does her show have?" Yu Xiheng suddenly asked.
"What? Oh, oh, oh." Feng San quickly flipped through the information. "There are a total of ten episodes. This is the second episode. The next episode will be the students' class assignment."
As expected, when the episode final trailer officially started, the fans became active again.
[I beg Si Fuqing not to choose my bias. I'm willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of my life.]
[This is jokes. The students under Si Fuqing are just waiting to be eliminated. She's a dance mentor, yet she doesn't know how to dance.]
[To be honest, with Lin Qingyan around, would anyone choose Si Fuqing as their dance mentor?]
After the episode ended, Feng San was still in a daze.
Brother Nine actually watched a reality show with him for two hours?!
**
On the production team's side.
The director, producer, and other staff members were all looking at the data.
"Tsk, this episode's popularity is even higher than the previous episode. "The director was surprised. "But that makes sense. We didn't expect Si Fuqing to have such a skill when we were recording."
He thought for a moment and said, "We can give her more scenes in the future. There's no need to edit them maliciously."
Reversal of character was indeed a big hit in the entertainment industry.
However, if Si Fuqing was really just a blind cat who had run into a dead mouse, then he could only take the old path of slandering her.
However, the producer shook his head. "Have you forgotten? An idol is not like an actor. They must be good-looking. Si Fuqing's face…"
At this point, he did not continue.
"Besides, Tianle Media won't let her be in the limelight." The producer said calmly, "She got Mu Ye into Class F and even insulted Lu Yan on Weibo. Tianle is still angry, so there's no need to support a risky idol."
The director agreed.
The reason why Tianle Media had not made a move against Si Fuqing was because they could not figure out the Zuo family's attitude.
After Old Master Zuo's funeral, Si Fuqing would probably suffer.
There was indeed no need for them to get involved.
**
At ten o'clock in the evening, Si Fuqing slowly returned to the hotel.
Feng San had booked a presidential suite with enough bedrooms and good service.
Si Fuqing slept until eight o'clock the next morning. She looked much better.
She was really not very happy that her luck had been stolen.
Someone knocked on the door as if he had predicted the time she would wake up.
Then, the man's mild but cool voice sounded. "Wake up. Come out for breakfast."
"Coming." Si Fuqing finished washing up, put on hermask, and went to the living room.
She turned her head and saw a man in a white shirt holding a teacup and slowly drinking tea.
She could feel the change in Yu Xiheng's attitude towards her.
It seemed to have started after the meal when they discussed Emperor Yin.
Could he be a fan of Emperor Yin?
He was very happy to have met his fellow bias, so he became good to her?
So that's the reason.
Si Fuqing understood.
Then she would praise Emperor Yin more in front of him in the future. Perhaps her salary would increase.
"Ms. Si, we are businesspeople who came back from abroad." Feng San said in a low voice, "You don't have to say anything. Just protect Brother Nine."
The human skin masks were also made according to western faces.
Si Fuqing's expression was serious as she responded. "I understand. Don't worry, San. I'm scary, don't be fooled by my cute appearance.""
Feng San's only reaction was, "?!"
What was that?
And cute?
Feng San looked at Si Fuqing's hand and chose to retreat silently.
He was afraid that he would be knocked down by a punch.
"Let's go." Yu Xiheng wiped his lips, his every move showing his nobility and the bearing of a superior.
Si Fuqing pushed the wheelchair and followed Yu Xiheng out of the hotel.
She had already scouted this place yesterday.
Although Yan was a second-tier city, it was still very prosperous.
She had been here once five years ago and had seen a few witch doctors.
Si Fuqing was deep in thought.
She wondered if she would see an old acquaintance.
However, no one could recognize her now.
It was great. There were a lot less unnecessary troubles.
"Go around a statue." Feng San held a map in his hand. "This is it, right?"
Si Fuqing raised his head and saw a humanoid sculpture standing in front of him.
What is this sculpture?
Neither man nor woman.
A passerby saw the three of them stop here and went forward enthusiastically. "Ah, you guys are from outside of the city, right? This is the statue of Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand."
Feng San's pupils constricted, "Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand?!"
Behind Yu Xiheng, Si Fuqing took a bite of an apple expressionlessly.