As an actor.
Setting aside acting skills and line delivery, Luo Zibai’s Mandarin was definitely fine.
As long as he simply followed the wedding procedure normally, at the very least he wouldn’t make any mistakes.
But!
The problem was that Luo Zibai wanted to show off far too much!
On screen.
Not only did he pose and preen on stage, but at the very climax of the wedding ceremony, he even sang the theme song of a TV drama he had starred in.
Then he went right up to the front, completely blocking the bride and groom behind him, pacing back and forth, forcing the cameraman to change positions multiple times without managing to capture a single unobstructed shot.
[???]
The bullet comments exploded first!
[Good grief, does Luo Zibai have a grudge against this couple or what?]
[They’re getting married, and you’re here singing and dancing—what business is it of yours!]
[A wedding!! The single most important occasion in a person’s life, ruined by a total stranger. The fact that they didn’t beat Luo Zibai out the door and still paid him speaks entirely to their good manners!]
[Is there any possibility it’s because the production crew was there?]
[So it was you who protected everyone?]
[Production crew, how gentle of you!]
[You weren’t so gentle with my wife, though!]
[And get this—when Luo Zibai took the money, he actually seemed dissatisfied. “I’m a big star and that’s all you’re paying me?”]
[That’s just how the 208s are. All the audience needs is to have their eyes burned and be fed shit, while us 208s have so much more to consider (doge rose)]
[The cursed formula is still chasing me]
Luo Zibai was, after all, a rising idol actor who’d had a modest hit recently, with plenty of fans.
How could they watch their gege get torn apart like this?
They quickly launched a counterattack in the livestream.
[Gege works so hard—can’t you all see that?]
[A bunch of heartless people!]
[Your true colors are showing, aren’t they? Qin Chaoyue’s paid trolls, get out!!]
[This couple are utterly heartless, ungrateful beasts! Do you have any idea how expensive Baibai’s appearance fees are? He’s willing to come host your wedding for just 1,200 now. Some people, don’t be ridiculous! If it were me, I’d get married every day just to have Baibai come!]
[Good grief, the groom has the worst luck imaginable (leans back)]
[Did I beg him to come? Does the whole world owe him something?]
[Ahhh if Baibai showed up at my wedding, I’d be so in love, so happy, ahhhh I’d abandon the groom without hesitation and elope with Baibai!]
[…One-click check on the groom’s mental state]
[Already fled overnight carrying a train on my back, don’t @ me]
[Is there any possibility—Luo Zibai: And you are…?]
[My stereotypes about your industry have only deepened (pointing and judging)]
In any case.
No matter how stubborn the fans were, this self-destruction sent Luo Zibai’s public image plummeting.
His drama fans expressed disappointment one after another, and the hashtag #LuoZibaiIsATurnOff quickly trended, leaving his studio’s PR team in a frantic scramble.
They could only pray this ancestor would stop making trouble!
Meanwhile, Director Guo was still heating up the wok, turning up the flame.
Release!
Release them all, one by one!
Doubting me, are you?
Hehehe, today not a single one of you escapes!
Next up was Xu Mucheng.
Xu Mucheng had the best luck of anyone in the lottery draw: a performer at a high-end restaurant.
Xu Mucheng chose a violin.
She just sat in the middle waiting as usual, performing only occasionally—playing a piece when a customer requested it, waiting for the price to be named.
To be fair.
Xu Mucheng did have some skill at playing, but it was merely average—very average. Yet her looks were pure and innocent, her smile sweet, and somehow… she was quite captivating.
Plus, she was a celebrity, so she was requested very, very frequently today.
Each performance earned her a tip of one or two hundred, but that didn’t stop her fans from hyping her up to the skies.
【The absolute top scholar and talented woman of the entertainment industry!】
【Babe, is there anything you can’t do??】
【Honestly, that other person isn’t that great either. Money-making stuff that reeks of copper should just be left to men. If I were a man, I’d definitely prefer a fairy like Mumu—skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, gentle and delicate.】
【I’m a woman and I’m swooning too.】
【(Pinching my nose) Run! The doting-wife fans and the “as a woman, I…” spirit-men are coming~】
Xu Mucheng earned that ten thousand in the end thanks to running into a devoted male fan.
He happened to be proposing at the venue at noon today. Upon seeing Xu Mucheng, he was overjoyed and requested her to play “Mariage d’Amour.” The proposal was a success.
【So happy, sob sob sob.】
【Heaven will reward everyone who loves Mumu!】
【Something’s not right here?】
【The man proposes, requests Xu Mucheng, the proposal succeeds—and the ten thousand was paid by the woman?】
【And what’s with “Mumu is my favorite girl. She’s a celebrity. If she can witness our marriage today, our future will surely be happy”… Is it really okay to praise another woman in front of your girlfriend? Isn’t this toxic everywhere you look?】
【I noticed the bride’s eyes and mouth look a bit like Xu Mucheng’s.】
【Isn’t this just a rich pretty girl and a kept man?】
【Sis, if you’re watching the stream, two words—RUN!!】
The remaining viewers also voiced their opinions one by one in the comments.
【So… both are sales, but one used her brains, while Zhuo Xi was purely selling his looks.】
【Did he sell anything or not, that’s the question.】
【Luo Zibai crying his eyes out, and Xu Mucheng: why do I feel like this is aimed at me?】
【Do you even understand the value of fan economy?】
【So that’s the whole story with the girl. Passersby are truly righteous.】
【The boss: Not laughing. If you were me, could you still laugh?】
【Cen Xuyi and Jiang Lingye are doing pure manual labor. They didn’t earn much, but it’s honest money—way better than certain others.】
【Law-breakers, get out!】
【Oho, someone’s taking it personally~】
Wherever Jiang Lingye went, chaos followed. Before long, the comment section erupted into another round of arguing.
By now, Director Guo had no worries at all, his small eyes narrowed as he chuckled away.
Argue, argue—the livelier the better.
Only drama brings heat! Only heat brings traffic!
And he still had a trump card up his sleeve!
Zhuo Jiahan paced back and forth nearby.
“What exactly are you trying to do?”
Zhuo Xi felt stifled on this show. After a full day of streaming, his performance had been mediocre, and he probably wouldn’t gain many fans.
Already irritated, Zhuo Xi’s lowered voice was even more curt.
Zhuo Jiahan looked panicked, pacing back and forth. “Can you get the production team to stop? Stop the broadcast?”
“What’s there to broadcast about an ordinary guy like me? Right, exactly! Go tell the show’s producers—”
In his agitation, Zhuo Jiahan grabbed Zhuo Xi’s arm!
Zhuo Xi frowned.
His sense of smell wasn’t particularly sharp, but as Zhuo Jiahan leaned in, a foul odor seemed to linger at the tip of his nose, refusing to dissipate.
【AHHHHHHHHHH!】
On the latest footage being shown,
Zhuo Jiahan, who was shoveling elephant dung, suddenly slipped, and his whole body tumbled right into the pile.
His face full of terror, the man instinctively tried to push himself up—or perhaps he was simply resisting.
And then.
His hands landed right on the peak of the pile.
Still fresh, too~
Total collapse!
【Poor, poor man】
【We express our deepest sympathy for your situation—HAHAHAHAHA】
【The production team is heartless. At least leave the kid a pair of underwear, come on】
Zhuo Jiahan finally got his moment on camera.
The kind that people would remember forever, no less.
But right now, he seemed utterly petrified.
Standing there.
Like a pure, innocent college boy stripped bare, his soul already gone, left with no choice but to endure the ravages of countless gazes.
This way and that… that way and this…
From the corner of his gold-rimmed glasses, a single tear of humiliation quietly… slid down…
【Wait!】
At some point, Zhuo Xi had retreated to the side. He’d asked a staff member for wet wipes and was frantically scrubbing and wiping his wrist.
The spot Zhuo Jiahan had just touched.
【Deepest sympathy. R.I.P.】
【With that much disgust, Zhuo Xi and Zhuo Jiahan definitely aren’t together】
“Ugh—”
“Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh—”
A bout of retching sounded right beside him.
?
Zhuo Xi turned around and saw that it was Luo Zibai, his expression just as blank as everyone else’s in the livestream, and… utterly dumbfounded.
“Zibai-gege…”
Xu Mucheng called out weakly from the side, worried. She looked like she was about to shatter too.
But…
She didn’t go any closer.
???
【I know! I know!!】
【There is only one truth—】
【It’s shit! He ate shit!!】