Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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“Are you done crying?” Sheng Ziyou said. “If you’re done crying, take a look at this.”
She placed her phone in front of him; it was his hashtag…
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I really like it in this industry, not just because of fame and fortune, but even more so because of these fans. If you want to back down and hide in your comfort zone like a turtle, how disappointed will those who love you be?”
Feng Yuanxuan stared blankly at the screen. Someone in the supertopic had mentioned his car accident, but the comments section wasn’t filled with insults—
“I haven’t seen the video yet, so I can’t comment.”
“It’s normal for there to be some minor issues on stage. Xuan Xuan isn’t the main dancer, but he still insisted on performing such a difficult dance. I think even if there were some problems, he had already done his best, and I will still support him.”
“Xuan fans all know how difficult it has been for Xuan Xuan all this time. He is actually not very suitable for dancing; he is more suited for making music.”
“Yes, but his dancing has never worried his fans. No matter how difficult or arduous it was before, he never made a mistake. I don’t think it’s a big deal.”
“I feel sorry for this young man, so many people are criticizing him again…”
“Hugs to Xuan Xuan, I hope Xuan Xuan doesn’t mind.”
“We still support Xuan Xuan, you are the best!”
“Xuanyan, Xuanyan, always with a Buddhist-like attitude!”
“Xuanyan, Xuanyan, always with a Buddhist-like attitude!”
“Xuanyan, Xuanyan, always with a Buddhist-like attitude!”
….
Tears welled up again in Feng Yuanxuan’s already swollen eyes. Sheng Ziyou swiped her finger, and another Weibo post appeared—
Xuan Xuan is awesome: [Xuan Xuan has been going through a lot lately, but no matter what, I still love you/ Xinxin. I heard your voice when I was at my most desperate, that heavenly voice pulled me out of my predicament. Seeing you try so hard even though you can’t dance, I also gained the courage to persevere. Because I love you, I strive to become a better version of myself— I love you, and I’m lucky. Thank you, fate, for letting me know you and understand you. Xuanyan, Xuanyan, may your Buddhist-like attitude always be with you!]
Feng Yuanxuan stared blankly as Sheng Ziyou took the phone and put it away: “You work hard on the show to try and get a spot in the debut lineup. Your fans are overjoyed when you get a few more shots or when a mentor praises you, they get angry when others criticize you, and they praise you because of your music… Can you bear to give up? If you give up, it’s the same as giving up all the viewers who support you and all the people who love you. It’s also possible that you’ll give up the music you love.”
Feng Yuanxuan covered his eyes with trembling hands and shook his head desperately.
He never really wanted to give up, but he was cowardly and afraid, so he wanted to back down.
But he was also reluctant to part with it.
“Xuanyan, Xuanyan, always with a Buddhist-like attitude…” he murmured.
After a while, Feng Yuanxuan looked up and smiled, though there were still tears in his eyes.
With the strength to support himself, he felt less lost.
This smile was even more genuine than the one Sheng Ziyou had seen when she arrived, like a rainbow appearing after a storm.
“Teacher Sheng, thank you. I will not give up. Even if they curse me to death, I will persevere.”
Sheng Ziyou smiled and nodded: “So, what are your plans?”
I’m not afraid of others being naive, I’m afraid of them being cowardly.
“I’ll apologize. As long as there are still people supporting me, I will continue to participate in the competition. If I am eliminated, I will focus on making music. In the future, I will be more careful to guard against…” Feng Yuanxuan said through gritted teeth.
“The person who harmed you is Zheng Jiaoqian,” Sheng Ziyou suddenly said.
Feng Yuanxuan froze, staring blankly at Sheng Ziyou: “Teacher Zheng?”
“Yes, it was indeed Zheng Jiaoqian. I don’t know what agreement she reached with Jiao Xiu, but on stage at the time, it was Zheng Jiaoqian who stabbed you, and then Jiao Xiu pulled Zheng Jiaoqian back at just the right moment.” Sheng Ziyou’s eyes were half-closed.
“Why?” He couldn’t understand why Zheng Jiaoqian would harm him.
Sheng Ziyou laughed: “Because the last time you were in trouble, I recommended you to Huayao. She naturally assumed that you were one of my people, and of course she wouldn’t let go of any opportunity that could make me unhappy.”
Feng Yuanxuan was dumbfounded; he never expected this reason.
“Zheng Jiaoqian’s problem arose because of me, so I’ve taken care of it for you.” Sheng Ziyou said, playing the recording.
Feng Yuanxuan’s eyes widened, then lit up: “Thank you, Teacher Sheng!”
He never expected that Sheng Ziyou would get such a recording; it was truly a stroke of luck!
Sheng Ziyou waved the recording device in her hand and raised an eyebrow: “You don’t want to release this recording, do you?”
Feng Yuanxuan nodded blankly. With this recording… shouldn’t we release it?
“This was edited and pieced together!”
“Ah?”
Sheng Ziyou said helplessly, “I edited and pieced together the content of my conversation with Zheng Jiaoqian, so you can’t release this recording at all. You can only use it to threaten Zheng Jiaoqian. Moreover, this threat must be within her acceptable range.”
The audio also included Sheng Ziyou’s voice; and she really didn’t want to confront Zheng Jiaoqian directly.
She was on the rise right now, and there was clearly a great future ahead, so why would she want to openly fight with Zheng Jiaoqian?
Feng Yuanxuan obviously also realized that Teacher Sheng’s voice was involved, and he didn’t want to get Sheng Ziyou involved.
So he said, “Then I’ll use this audio to ‘make peace’ with her!”
When it came to reconciliation, Feng Yuanxuan felt somewhat discouraged. Although Zheng Jiaoqian had clearly harmed him, he had no choice but to reconcile in order to better resolve the matter.
Sheng Ziyou raised an eyebrow: “Then we don’t have to let her off so easily. I’ll handle her side. You and your agent can handle your side. Apologize if you need to, and do some public relations if you need to.”
As she spoke, she stood up, and Feng Yuanxuan tugged at her sleeve: “Teacher Sheng…would Zheng Jiaoqian agree? After all, this audio recording is fake…”
Sheng Ziyou laughed: “It doesn’t matter if the audio is real or fake, as long as she did it. Rather than fighting online, our Teacher Zheng would definitely prefer to reconcile, since it’s better for everyone.”
Feng Yuanxuan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
“By the way, apologize properly and sincerely. It’s a way of taking responsibility for your carelessness,” Sheng Ziyou instructed.
“Um!”
“Besides, even if you and Zheng Jiaoqian reconcile, the video of your car accident will probably still cause a stir. Suppressing one scandal only leads to an even bigger one, which is the only way to divert attention and reduce the impact again.” Sheng Ziyou’s advice was enough; she opened the door and walked out.
Behind him, Feng Yuanxuan seemed to be deep in thought, lost in thought.
Only after Sheng Ziyou left and Gu Yuzheng and the others rushed in did he pat his face in annoyance.
He completely forgot to say thank you!
However… he owed Sheng Ziyou far too much, a debt that couldn’t be repaid with mere thanks…
The video was broadcast on time that evening.
Just ten minutes after the broadcast ended, several topics trended on social media.
#Sheng Ziyou Performance#
#Feng Yuanxuan’s car accident scene#
#Gu Yuzheng’s group debut on the spot#
The topic about Sheng Ziyou was marked with a “hot” tag and immediately went up to the top of the trending searches.
She smiled as she read the online praise, waiting patiently.
Half an hour later, Zheng Jiaoqian rushed in.
“Sheng Ziyou!!! What do you mean?!”
Sheng Ziyou sat there, hands behind her head, and laughed, “Is that what you heard?”
“You edited it maliciously! That’s not what I said at all!” Zheng Jiaoqian glared angrily.
Sheng Ziyou waved her hand: “That’s what you said, and that’s how you did it.”
If she can record, Zheng Jiaoqian could certainly record as well; Sheng Ziyou herself would not fall into that trap.
Zheng Jiaoqian gritted her teeth in anger: “Fake is fake. If you post it online, I will prove it myself.”
Sheng Ziyou held up one finger and shook it: “First of all, who said I was going to upload it online?”
Zheng Jiaoqian was taken aback.
“Post a Weibo and I’ll give it back to you. Also, delete the one on your phone.” Sheng Ziyou pushed the recording device away.
“I won’t admit it!” Zheng Jiaoqian’s eyes sharpened.
“No, I don’t need you to acknowledge it. You just need to reconcile with Feng Yuanxuan.”
Zheng Jiaoqian squinted, somewhat disbelieving that Sheng Ziyou had edited the audio for such a simple purpose?
“You forward Feng Yuanxuan’s apology video, comfort him, and then say that you didn’t control your strength when you fell, and that you don’t blame him,” Sheng Ziyou said slowly, her red lips slightly parted.
“Dream on!” Zheng Jiaoqian gritted her teeth.
“So you’d rather tear this apart online? You only need to repost Feng Yuanxuan’s Weibo, you are the one making a profit.” Sheng Ziyou’s last few words were ambiguous, but Zheng Jiaoqian understood them.
If she and Feng Yuanxuan were to clash, she certainly wouldn’t lose to him.
However, Sheng Ziyou managed to taint her formidable rival with a bloody reputation using only one student, Feng Yuanxuan. Of course, Sheng Ziyou gained an advantage!
After a long pause, Zheng Jiaoqian looked at her coldly and sharply: “I sent it, so you’re going to give it to me?”
“Of course, I mean what I say,” Sheng Ziyou said with a smile. “Besides, once you and Feng Yuanxuan reconcile, this recording of mine will be useless.”
“You’re ruthless.” Zheng Jiaoqian took a deep breath, then opened Weibo and clicked on Feng Yuanxuan’s latest post.
He had already apologized; it was in a video.
Zheng Jiaoqian reposted it with a cold face.
[Xuan Xuan, it’s okay. I wasn’t doing well today either. I promised to bend over gently, but I got too carried away and used too much force, accidentally pressing on you. Xuan Xuan, it’s okay, hug hug.]
“Is it okay?” Zheng Jiaoqian showed it to Sheng Ziyou.
She had figured it out; such a statement didn’t really hurt her.
On the contrary, it would make netizens think she was magnanimous.
It’s just a pity that this scheme was ruined!
Zheng Jiaoqian looked at Sheng Ziyou, her eyes growing colder and colder.
Sheng Ziyou deleted the audio from her phone in front of Zheng Jiaoqian, then nudged her with her belongings. Zheng Jiaoqian picked them up and turned to leave.
“Sheng Ziyou, there’s plenty of time in the future.”
When Zheng Jiaoqian left, she left behind these seven words.
Sheng Ziyou rested her chin on her left hand, her slender fingers tapping lightly, and opened a folder on the computer with her right hand, playing the recording again.
She smiled: “Of course… there’s plenty of time.”
Using only this one edited recording was unlikely to bring down Zheng Jiaoqian, and it was also easy for her fans to discover that it was edited.
But what if Zheng Jiaoqian were embroiled in scandals when this was released?
Of course, there’s plenty of time.
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