Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

Both sides are loyal fans, torn between believing and disbelieving. If they don't believe these claims, they might get some shocking answers if they investigate further, so they're just burying their heads in the sand.

[Yes, that's right. This guy who said "I already told you I'm not a CP fan" was really wise.]

The CP fans have come back after enjoying all the sweet moments, and they don't care how the solo fans explain it, because they've already shipped them.

Upon closer inspection, wait a minute, isn't this the CP fan who we tried to invite into the group three times before but failed?

They insist they're straight, no, they're haters, and they've even replied in the thread, what kind of hater could they be? They even remember Xing and Heng's birthdays so clearly, what kind of hater could they be?

The haters who were originally going to wish Xie Xingyan a year of nothing to show for it were led astray by a single photo. No matter how he explained, these CP fans thought he was just shy.

The hater was so angry that he smashed his keyboard.

"Ugh, I can't stand these CP fans! I've already changed my ID, how did they still find me! Wait, I was supposed to fight with the solo fans, but now I'm all buddies with them, and I can't seem to break up with the CP fans!"

The haters covered their heads and screamed.

"CP fans are toxic! The last time Jiangxi Heng and Xie Xingyan were on screen together was before, what are you guys shipping?! Do you think they only see each other five times a year?"

The haters suddenly rushed towards the computer.

"No, I need to check Jiangxi Heng and Xie Xingyan's next meeting schedule, then I need to log off the internet a week in advance! Found it! Wow, it's the New Year's Eve gala?"

It wasn't Weibo Night or any kind of Star Awards; it was Tomato TV's New Year's Eve Gala.

New Year's Eve galas are a common program on almost every major television network. They are certainly lively, but the professionalism of the performances is another matter.

Prior to this, Jiangxi Heng and Xie Xingyan's schedules did not overlap at all.

For example, Xie Xingyan recently participated in the variety show "Actor Training Class" produced by Huanyu, while Jiangxi Heng was filming in a closed film and television base in Beijing.

In November, Jiangxi Heng will go to Shanghai to participate in the Tianwen Film Festival and Hangzhou to participate in the Tianyin Film Festival. Xie Xingyan will prepare for her live performance and competition for the Musical Note Award, the Media Awards at the Chinese Music Chart in December.

At the end of December, both parties went to the Weibo Night and the Tencent Video All Star Awards respectively.

The haters spat, thinking to themselves that the two were too traditional and serious, rarely even appearing on variety shows, completely focused on their careers...

"Wait a minute, aren't I a hater of both of them? Why am I praising them?"

The haters broke down and screamed, suspecting they were possessed by the shippers.

……

Jiangxi Heng had no idea that his casual move would shatter the faith of a hater.

What suppressed the hype surrounding this year's "Gravity" award was neither money nor time, but the arrival of the Shanghai Tianwen Awards in November. Nie Mingzhu and Shen Hanyi did not have high hopes of winning, but the Best Film award still went to "The Orphanage at the End of the World".

"I won! Ahhh, why didn't I go?!"

Nie Mingzhu beat his chest and stamped his feet in regret. He thought he would return empty-handed again and be ridiculed by netizens, which was why he didn't go. Who knew that the professionals in Shanghai had such good judgment!

Shen Hanyi and Zhang Yangen jumped up happily.

"The Orphanage at the End of the World won an award! Yay!"

They finally have a film that won the Best Picture award. If they didn't win, everyone would feel guilty. The script was so good, but it didn't win an award. Wouldn't that be a waste of President Jiang's hard work?

For films like "New Life" and "Compassion," the award went to Jiangxi Heng as an individual, not to the entire production team.

If the film wins an award, everyone gets promoted.

Shen Hanyi was promoted from third-tier to second-tier, while Nie Mingzhu was promoted from second-tier to first-tier after many years, but she is still on the edge of first-tier. If something happens, she will fall down.

Even Zhang Yangen has become a second-tier child star.

Jiangxi Heng's requirements for Nie Mingzhu are: after the New Year, if the box office of "Qin Xiaodong's Troubles" exceeds 10 billion, he will be a top-tier star, Shen Hanyi will become the leader among the second-tier stars, and Zhang Yangen... this child should go back to school and skip a grade first. She was busy filming for the past year and hardly went back to school. She will have a role in the new movie next year.

In fact, by November, the main scenes of "Breaking Illusions" had been almost completely filmed.

Numerous cars were blown up and buildings were demolished; this film boasts the largest budget ever.

When the company's finance department was doing the accounting, they were also surprised by the hundreds of millions in expenses: "Manager Meng, this month's expenses have exceeded the limit."

Monchi took the bill and looked at it: "I'm going to ask President Jiang for the money."

He left swiftly and decisively. If this had happened a few years ago, he would probably have had a terrible headache, given how stingy capitalists would always make excuses when approving funding.

President Jiang is different; he's very straightforward when it comes to giving money.

"President Jiang, the production team is out of money. You need to transfer some funds to the company account because we blew up five more buildings, and the budget exceeded the limit by three million. We need to make up for this shortfall."

Jiangxi Heng extended his hand: "Wait a moment."

Open your mobile banking app and then exit immediately.

He had no money left in his personal bank account.

4399, like a housekeeper, relentlessly listed the expenses: [Host's expenses over the past six months have been quite high. First, there was the repayment of 300 million in debt, then two variety shows, the revenue from which hasn't been collected yet, then funding for film production—two big movies, plus company expansion, monthly charity work… Oh, right, the host also moved 1 billion in savings before.]

Jiangxi Heng closed his eyes.

That money was promised to Ling Wushuang to kill Dongyin, and it has now been converted into shares of Dongyin held by a securities company.

4399, hands on hips, said: [Who told the host to transfer all the music revenue to the alternate account's international account? Do I need to transfer it back?]

"What? Could it be that you're running out of cash?"

Ling Wushuang narrowed her eyes and stepped forward.

Besides 4399, he is probably the person who knows Jiangxi Heng's income and expenses the most right now.

After a quick mental calculation, I realized that it's possible that Jiangxi Heng, who has such a large company to support, might not have enough funds to handle the situation at the moment.

If he acquires Dongyin, Jiangxi Heng's money will be fully recovered, and he can also become one of the shareholders of the new Dongyin.

But that money has already been converted into shares, hasn't it?

Ling Wushuang's mind raced for a moment before she asked, "Do you need any help?"

Jiangxi Heng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "No need, I'll make a call."

Ling Wushuang and Meng Qi watched as Jiangxi Heng walked to the side, turned his body, made a phone call, and spoke in a string of gibberish.

Monchi asked, puzzled, "Manager Ling, what is President Jiang talking about?"

Ling Wushuang frowned and listened for a moment, then guessed, "It should be French." He judged it based on the characteristics of the language.

But when French was mentioned, Ling Wushuang relaxed her brows.

I have a guess about the person on the other end of the phone.

Monkey's mind raced: "French? Could it be... Mr. Elias King!"

Ling Wushuang looked at him and said with a smile, "You know this person too?"

Monchi quickly denied it: "Hey, it has nothing to do with me. It's Lin Sen from the next department who comes to ask President Jiang about this gentleman every few days!"