At the very least, they were once friends. Although Yan Yifan never had that kind of feeling for her, seeing her change from a fresh and cheerful young girl into the person she is now, a feeling of indescribable irritability rose in Yan Yifan’s heart.
Returning to the room, he was still frowning, as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart.
Clearly, Shen Leilei wasn’t like this before. But it had only been three months—is it his own fault? If he hadn’t brought her into the entertainment industry at that time, perhaps she wouldn’t have become the way she is now.
Yan Yifan sat on the sofa, feeling very frustrated, not wanting to do anything.
Jingle jingle~
The phone rang. Yan Yifan looked left and right, found the phone from the crack in the sofa, and it was his brother’s call.
Yan Yifan composed his emotions and answered it, “Brother!”
Yan Zihua: “What’s wrong with you? You don’t check Weibo all day long? You’ve been slandered into such a state and you haven’t said a single word! Are you stupid?!”
What “slandered on Weibo”? Could it be that Shen Leilei had already posted on Weibo long ago? Yan Yifan’s heart was in turmoil. He picked up his tablet and flipped through it, but found nothing. He asked: “Brother, what are you talking about? What slanderous news?”
Yan Zihua: “Do you want me to read it to you?! ‘扒一扒 [Exposing] Bai Yue’s splitting of personalities and stepping on others’ method over these years!'”
Yan Yifan: “What kind of nonsense is that?” His account, which he never manages, is also being slandered by someone? He switched to another account to log in, and sure enough, as soon as he entered, there were 999+ “@” notifications and countless private messages.
Yan Yifan opened the topmost Weibo post. The comments below were a pile, almost all scolding him.
Yan Yifan: “Brother, I really didn’t notice. I went out for a meal today, and took a nap in the afternoon, and it just passed.”
Yan Zihua: “Eating and sleeping all day! Not caring about other things at all! You don’t even know you’ve been slandered!”
Yan Yifan: “I’ll see how to handle it.”
Yan Zihua’s voice softened a little: “If you can’t handle it, find me! This account is one you’ve been writing on for seven years; you must persist! Once you make 30,000 [monthly], I will gradually transfer the company’s business to you.”
Yan Yifan: “Don’t, big brother? 30,000? With my lousy writing, 30,000 a month? Don’t let me tarnish your reputation by then!”
Yan Zihua: “Have you caused me any less trouble?!”
Yan Yifan: “Hehe, big brother, calm down. This little matter is probably just some hater spraying nonsense. Don’t worry, I have experience.”
Yan Zihua: “Handle it well.”
Yan Yifan: “OK OK, big brother, are you still at the company? Or at home? Is Mengmeng next to you?”
Next, the two chatted about family matters. After hanging up the phone, Yan Yifan opened Weibo, watched for a while, and finally saw where the source of the incident was.
It turned out that this morning, someone published this slanderous news with logic and evidence, and it was immediately pushed to the very top by netizens. Then it broke out, and the internet was in an uproar.
Yan Yifan clicked in to see that slanderous news and read it with great interest. Seriously, he is a person with low ideological awareness, so he quite likes watching gossip like this—if only the protagonist wasn’t him.
Yan Yifan forwarded this Weibo post:
Although it has logic and evidence, it is all nonsense.
First, I write this purely for fun, interest, and hobbies—do you understand? Older brother has money; I don’t rely on this to live, so I always have “pits” [plot holes].
Second, being so diligent recently is just because I want to finish one thing well. After all, older brother is older and has a sense of responsibility (applause should go here).
Third, I have never “split personalities” [used alt accounts to manipulate opinion] or “stepped on” anyone. The OP [original poster] did indeed expose my alt account, but it’s an alt account I use for reading books. Every reader has different tastes, and there are things they like and dislike; reading experiences are strange and varied. I admit, as a reader, I am indeed more sharp-tongued at times, but I have never formed cliques or split personalities to step on people. Because there is no need. With this time, I could update two more chapters; that would probably be more attractive. Instead of acting like a clown, chirping everywhere and making people hate [me].
Fourth, these sharp words are all my feelings from reading. If everyone can’t stand it, I won’t say them in the future. After all, some authors even mark under their text, hoping to see the reader’s feelings, whether good or bad.
Fifth, world peace. Everyone scatter, wash up, and sleep. The daily updates these past few days have kept me up all night, and my mental state is severely insufficient.
Yan Yifan didn’t take this matter to heart, thinking that after making a statement and explaining the whole thing clearly, everyone wouldn’t pursue it anymore. However, he completely underestimated this matter.
And after Yan Yifan wrote until midnight and fell asleep because he couldn’t hold on, he went directly to the crew the next day, completely unaware of the follow-up developments of this matter.
Yan Yifan arrived at the crew and went directly to look for Old An.
Early in the morning, Old An was already working. Yan Yifan leaned over, “Old An, it’s my fault. I wasn’t careful that day, filled it out wrong because I didn’t check. Afterwards, I looked for someone to be a scapegoat, lacking a sense of responsibility.”
Old An looked at him, “Do you know where you went wrong?”
Yan Yifan: “I was always idle and lazy before. Now that I’ve joined the crew, I’ve discovered that many things are different from what I thought. Old An, please don’t be angry; I will work hard in the future and never utter a word of bitterness!”
Old An hummed a few times, “Don’t say you’re not doing it halfway through again, or spend the whole day idling here.”
Yan Yifan’s voice was a bit cheerful: “I won’t!”
After the two talked things out, Yan Yifan discovered an attribute of Old An: he just needs to be “stroked in the direction of his fur.” As long as you listen to him well, finish the things you are supposed to do, and don’t always think about being lazy, Old An is actually quite kind.
However, the good mood didn’t last long. At nine o’clock, his brother called again.
Yan Zihua: “What kind of handling is this? Just forwarding a Weibo post and calling it a day?”
Yan Yifan: “What’s wrong?”
Yan Zihua was so anxious he was about to jump out of the phone, “Don’t you pay attention to the follow-up development at all? Get on and see!”
Yan Yifan: “Brother, let me check it first, I’ll call you back after I finish, I’m working right now.”
Yan Yifan used the excuse of going to the restroom to go to the toilet and read it through completely. In his heart, he just wanted to curse.
Meow of a thing! Is it not enough to post a statement? Do the netizens nowadays have nothing to do all day? Are they bored? Stirring up mud all day long.
It turned out that after Yan Yifan forwarded that Weibo post yesterday and provided an explanation, a large group of people wouldn’t let him go, and they posted Weibo posts targeting his reply.
BaiYueJustWantsToAskYou:
Rich, so you always leave “pits”? Hehe.
Isn’t filling pits your duty? Still need others to applaud you? How many readers have fallen into your pits that you’ve never even looked at?
Hehe, you even called yourself a clown!
My goddess’s books, you are also chirping underneath them. Do you mean you write better than them and want to teach them how to write?
What kind of sympathy are you fishing for?
To summarize in one sentence: I have money, I leave pits because I’m happy; what you write isn’t good, and you don’t even let me say it? You write at night and stay up late, and you are here asking if we have any sympathy?
To this, I just want to say: Ugly people cause mischief, roll away from wherever you came from, don’t tarnish this circle!
Yan Yifan: Holy cow! Everyone is so talented! But it’s just such a trivial matter; how did it get so stormy?
But this is indeed a matter. Yan Yifan flipped through the netizens’ replies, and they were all denouncing him.
Can’t I just want to write well? It was only a few days of daily updates; why so much trouble? Yan Yifan had a headache; things have been happening one after another these days, and he didn’t even know how to reply. Opening his author’s page, he saw that below his latest novel, almost everything was negative ratings and scolding him, while there were almost no comments on the reading itself.
He looked at the hit count for the latest chapter; there were only a dozen or so. Compared to the hundreds of the previous chapter, it was truly a crazy plunge!
The more he looked, the more depressed he felt, but he didn’t know how to solve it. He looked at the time; it was almost fifteen minutes [until the next call]. He sent a text message to his brother and stood up to go back to the office.
The whole day, Yan Yifan’s mood was somewhat wilted. When he finished the work he was responsible for, it was just time to get off work.
Yan Yifan went to check on the crew. Bai Jiangnan’s scenes weren’t finished yet, so Yan Yifan sat on the side, browsing the webpage with a bitter look, while thinking, how can this matter be completely resolved?
Bai Jiangnan noticed he wasn’t happy. After finishing, he came over to see him and smiled, “What do you want to eat today? My treat?”
Yan Yifan looked at him and said listlessly: “Whatever.”
Bai Jiangnan: “Hey, look at that person, pfft, so funny!”
Yan Yifan took a glance, but it was just someone slumped on a chair sleeping, the wig completely covering the whole face. He didn’t think it was funny and just glanced at it boredly before looking away.
Bai Jiangnan was laughing and laughing, but seeing him not laugh, he stopped laughing himself.
Because of the incident with Shen Leilei yesterday, is he still unhappy now? He originally thought they didn’t have much affection, after all, Yan Yifan almost never went out with her, and even the daily dinner was almost always eaten with Bai Jiangnan. However, there was probably still her in Yan Yifan’s heart; otherwise, he wouldn’t be this uncomfortable now.
For some reason, Bai Jiangnan also felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Yan Yifan looked at the silent Bai Jiangnan and asked: “What’s wrong with you? Looking so depressed?”
Bai Jiangnan looked at Yan Yifan, wishing he could swallow this man who tied all his emotions together in one bite!
Yan Yifan shrank back; Bai Jiangnan’s eyes just now were so terrifying! Like a wolf.
Bai Jiangnan sighed, admitting defeat.