Entertainment: Who exactly is trying to whitewash me?

Something is wrong!

Something's 90% off!

If you're not going to give it to me, why don't you just kick me out?

Why go through all that trouble to avoid the camera?

Jiang Nian blinked, and the question mark in her mind slowly dissipated.

Because she remembered the things Lu Ang had done since he joined the show.

They snatch rooms, demand moving fees, flirt with the camera, and say those annoying things...

Although these things are disgusting, from her professional perspective, they can definitely create a sensation for the show!

There will definitely be a large number of viewers who come to watch this program specifically because they saw these clips online.

This will bring a large number of viewers to the show, even if these viewers are likely to be very hostile towards Luang.

Could it be... that he's deliberately trying to provoke hatred?

Jiang Nian's eyes lit up instantly.

She understood immediately.

No normal person would be so recklessly annoying and ruin their future.

But what if this is a script?

What if the show needs someone to stir up hatred, create topics, and generate buzz?

Lu Ang, burdened with scandals and debts, became the most suitable candidate.

He was already trending on social media because of his scandals.

In everyone's mind, he was already a bad person, so naturally they were even more eager to see him in his bad form.

In this situation...

The "worse" Lu Ang behaves on the show, the higher the show's popularity becomes.

He might also get some "compensation" from it.

These compensations will likely be in the form of financial things, but they will definitely shorten Lu Ang's professional career.

Even for Lu Ang himself, his professional career is probably nearing its end.

He must be in a lot of pain, burdened with so much debt and having to play the ugly character in front of the camera and be criticized by the whole internet.

He even secretly gave me instant noodles...

Jiang Nian looked towards the door, her gaze softening.

He even frowned slightly, looking somewhat worried.

That delicious bowl of instant noodles, and Lu Ang's awkward "goodwill".

This changed Jiang Nian's impression of him somewhat.

But she quickly calmed down.

Because this is just my own guess, and I can't be completely sure.

But I don't want to think about that anymore. Anyway, this bowl of instant noodles is really delicious.

She smiled and put the empty bowl aside.

……

……

……

Although we ate quite late, it was technically breakfast.

Moreover, none of the people on the show had tidied up after getting up in the morning.

The next period of time was naturally spent taking a lunch break and tidying up.

After the lunch break, the production team gathered all the guests in the living room.

Su Wanqing, who was acting as the host, stood in the middle.

He was holding a box of brand new cell phones.

"Everyone,"

Su Wanqing announced with a smile, "These are special phones prepared for everyone by the production team."

She handed out the phones to everyone, and then continued to do so.

Everyone took the phone.

Lu Ang got the phone and immediately tried to download Weibo.

But it failed.

Because there is no external network.

"Can't access Weibo?"

Lu Ang frowned and muttered under his breath, "Then how can I..."

He almost blurted out the words "set the tone".

Lu Ang was filled with complaints.

No internet connection?

How could he use a secondary account to stir up trouble? How could he fan the flames in the comments section? Doesn't that mean he's wasting a significant portion of his potential?

Su Wanqing continued explaining the rules: "This phone can only be used for internal communication within the program; it has no external network function. It has two main uses: one is for daily communication between guests, and the other is..."

She paused deliberately and looked around at everyone.

"Every night at 10 p.m., you can send an anonymous text message to any of the guests to express your goodwill or impression."

The voice just fell.

Almost at the same time.

Gu Yan, Lin Shishi, Zhou Lei, Jiang Nian, and even Su Wanqing—all five of them turned their heads at the same time, their eyes falling on Lu Ang, who was fiddling with his phone.

Five gazes, each with a different meaning.

Gu Yan's gaze behind his glasses was wary.

Lin Shishi bit her lip, her eyes filled with displeasure and wariness.

Zhou Lei frowned, glanced at it once and then looked away, shifting his gaze to the side.

Jiang Nian's eyes sparkled with curiosity and inquiry.

Su Wanqing looked on with amusement, as if watching a show.

Zhao Qian's camera quickly followed, focusing on Lu Ang for a close-up.

The scene quieted down.

The silence was awkward.

Lu Ang looked up and paused for a moment.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?"

[Gu Yan's hater value +30]

[Lin Shishi's hater value +66]

[Zhou Lei's hater rating +50]

[Jiang Nian's hater value +20]

[Su Wanqing's hater value +15]

[Zhao Qian's hater rating +10]

Why do I see you that way? Don't you know the answer in your heart?

……

A barrage of system notifications flooded Lu Ang's mind.

No one said a word.

But it also seems like I've said everything.

Lu Ang looked at the semi-transparent system panel in front of him, and then at the crowd around him who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"I only took my phone... You guys are going too far!!!!"

He is appealing for himself.

The awkward atmosphere of "collective surveillance" in the living room continued to fester.

Zhao Qian's camera switched back and forth between Lu Ang and the others, capturing the entire scene.

The comments section was filled with laughter:

[Hahahaha, everyone on high alert!]

[Lu Ang: I'm just taking out my phone, what are you doing?!]

[This sense of oppression is incredible!]

[The text message sending segment is coming! Who will Young Master Lu send a text message to?!]

I'm pretty sure I won't send him any!

Lu Ang stood in the center of the living room, holding his phone.

At first, I was a little reluctant to accept it, but seeing the barrage of negative comments flooding the screen...

That being the case.

Then you can watch it if you want.

He grinned, adopting a cheeky, playful expression.

"Don't be so nervous."

He turned around to face the sofa area, his tone deliberately relaxed.

"I was just taking a phone, not a bomb."

No one responded.

Lin Shishi gripped the pillow even tighter.

Lu Ang didn't care. He took a step forward and stood on the carpet in the center of the living room. He looked down at his phone screen, then looked up and sighed dramatically.

"Sending text messages is great, it would be even better if I could send them every night, but...who should I send them to?"

His voice trailed off, as if he were talking to himself.

But his gaze kept drifting towards the crowd.

"Some people..." He paused deliberately, "...you can't just send them out randomly, like Miss Lin."

Lin Shishi narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean?"

"It didn't mean anything, it didn't mean anything." Lu Ang waved his hand, but his smile deepened. "I just suddenly realized that Young Master Gu seems to have been paying a lot of attention to Miss Lin. If I were to send Miss Lin another text message, wouldn't I just be making a fool of myself?"

[Gu Yan's hater value +50]

"Miss Lin probably likes Young Master Gu too, right?"

Lu Ang continued.

Lin Shishi blushed: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh, so Miss Lin doesn't like Young Master Lu!"

Lu Ang suddenly realized.

Lin Shishi's expression froze on her face. It took her a full two seconds to react, and her face turned red at a visible speed.

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

[Lin Shishi's hater value +200.]

"I'm not talking nonsense," Lu Ang said, shrugging.

"you……"

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something harsh, but swallowed the words back. She forced out a smile that looked worse than crying, and her tone changed from angry to coquettish, "Lu Ang, you need to provide evidence for your words. Gu Shao and I are just ordinary friends."

"Just friends?" Lu Ang tilted his head, his tone even more teasing. "Yes, yes, just friends. I understand, I understand."

But the tone clearly conveyed a different meaning.

Lin Shishi's face turned even uglier.

Her lips maintained a slight curve, but the anger surging in her eyes was almost overflowing, and her nails dug into her palms.

Idiot! How could you say something like that in public?! Are you trying to make me control Gu Yan anymore?!

[Lin Shishi's hater value +150.]

This is just the beginning, and we've already made over four hundred.

With the donations from the audience, it's almost a thousand.

Good rhythm, keep it up.

Lu Ang mentally calculated the accounts.

He turned around and looked at Zhou Lei.

"Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Lei was drinking tea when he was suddenly called out. His hand trembled, and he almost spilled the tea.

"W-What are you doing?"

"You must have sent it to Sister Su, right?"

Zhou Lei's ears instantly turned as red as if they had been burned.

"you……"

"Don't deny it, don't deny it."

Lu Ang waved his hand, his tone as certain as if he were reading a verdict, "Who can't see what you're thinking? From the first episode until now, every time you look at Sister Su..."

"I don't……"

Zhou Lei offered his defense.

"Yes, yes, you have it." Lu Ang nodded earnestly. "And I think you're a good match. Teacher Zhou, you're a martial arts star, you give me a sense of security. Sister Su is intellectual and elegant, you have great class. When you two stand together, it's just..."

He thought again.

"Beauty and the Beast... oh no, a perfect match, a perfect match indeed."

Zhou Lei's expression oscillated between being praised and being teased, finally settling on a complex expression of being both amused and exasperated.

[Zhou Lei's hater rating +250]

Lu Ang made another note of it in his mind.

Then he turned to Su Wanqing and said, "And I suspect that Sister Su also likes Teacher Zhou, right?"

[Su Wanqing's hater value +500.]

five hundred?

Lu Ang was startled by this number.

He stared at the number, his mind racing.

five hundred.

This amount is highly unusual.

Lin Shishi only received 200 yuan after her thoughts were exposed in public, and Zhou Lei only received 150 yuan after being called out by name.

Su Wanqing was told she "likes Teacher Zhou" and immediately received 500 yuan.

This doesn't seem like a reaction to someone having their secrets exposed.

If she's right, she'll probably feel shy, angry, or embarrassed, and giving a hundred or two would be normal.

five hundred……

more like...

It's more like an insult telling him to "talk nonsense".

So...does she not like Zhou Lei?

Weren't they the official couple chosen by the show?

My thoughts raced through my mind for a moment, then quickly stopped.

There are too few clues; I can't figure it out. I'm not going to think about it anymore.

Anyway, I'm not a detective, I'm just here to accumulate hater points.

He snapped out of his reverie, put on his usual nonchalant smile again, and shifted his gaze from Su Wanqing to Jiang Nian in the corner.

Jiang Nian remained curled up in the corner of the sofa, hugging her knees in a relaxed posture.

But the moment his gaze swept over her, her body visibly tensed for a second.

Lu Duan paused deliberately for half a second, drawing out the tone.

"So, who does Jiang Xiaomei like?"

It was another perfectly timed pause.

Jiang Nian raised her head, her eyes filled with wariness.

Lu Ang, with a teasing smile, said directly, "You wouldn't...like me, would you? Logically speaking, we should be a couple!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Lin Shishi quickly turned her head away and muttered "shameless" in a very low voice.

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes.

Then everyone looked at Jiang Nian, anticipating her reaction.

Jiang Nian's face, however, began to turn red at a visible speed.

It started on the neck, first a light pink, then quickly spread to the tips of the ears, turning the entire ear bright red, and then to the cheeks.

The entire process of going from white to red was completed in front of everyone.

"You...you shouldn't talk nonsense..."

Jiang Nian began to speak, but her voice was very soft and low, like a mosquito's hum, and had no intimidating power whatsoever.

It's weak and lacks any deterrent power.

Lu Ang's wicked smile froze on his face.

On the system panel.

There are no haters from Jiang Nian.

not a single one.

No... give me some hater points!

Why are you blushing!

This is putting me in a difficult position!

Lu Ang's mind raced.

A normal person, when publicly teased about "Do you like me?", would either get angry and give a wave of Heechul fan points, or awkwardly deny it and give a wave of Heechul fan points. Either way, they should have some reaction.

But Jiang Nian...

He bowed his head and denied it.

The only thing missing was the "hater" rating.

She even blushed!

What does this tell us?

Does this mean she doesn't dislike the teasing?

Even... a little... shy?

Lu Ang's thoughts got stuck here.

At this time.

The live stream chat was already buzzing with activity.

Shameless! Absolutely shameless!

[Lu Ang, what the hell are you doing?!]

[Publicly flirting with the nation's sweetheart?! Do you even deserve it?!]

I declare that Lu Ang is the most self-aware man I have ever met.

No, look at Jiang Nian's face!!!

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! She blushed!!!]

[It's really red! From my neck to the tips of my ears! I took a screenshot!]

[Wait, wait... Jiang Nian wouldn't really...]

[No way, no way, no way, Jiang Nian, wake up!]

Could she really have been fooled by this shameless guy?

[Jiang Nian, wake up!!! He's Lu Ang!!! The Lu Ang with all those scandals!!!]

[I'm devastated! Is my daughter going to be taken advantage of by a pig?]

[Lu Ang, you deserve to die! You really deserve to die!!!]

I hate you, Lu Ang, but I hate myself even more for still watching the live stream!

[You're not alone!]

[Lu Ang, if you dare to lay a finger on Jiang Nian, I'll crawl over to her via the internet and beat you up!]

Correspondingly, there was the system panel that was surging wildly in front of Lu Ang!

[Huang Dawei's hater rating +88]

[Chen Xiaohua's hater value +120]

[Zhang Mingyuan's hater rating +95]

[Liu Jianguo's hater rating +110]

[Wang Xiaomei's hater value +130]

……

The numbers flashed across the screen rapidly, and in just about half a minute, he had collected more than nine thousand hater points before the speed suddenly slowed down.

Although Lu Ang was puzzled, he held back for a while because of the rapid increase in his hater value.

Only after the rate at which his hater rating slowed down did he quickly grin mischievously, his tone returning to that smug, punchable manner:

"Just kidding, just kidding, haha, how could someone like me, a nobody, be worthy of our Miss Jiang!"