Jiao Wangshu felt a strong gaze upon her.

He looked in the direction of her gaze and saw a girl staring at him fiercely, her eyes no different from those of someone looking at an enemy.

It made him uneasy; what had he done to offend the other person?

Jiao Wangshu couldn't understand it, but as the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. As long as you keep smiling, good luck will naturally come.

Thinking this, Jiao Wangshu watched as the girl opposite her gently tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing an awkward smile with a hint of ingratiation—is this alright?

Little did Xiang Wanwan know that seeing this would only make her angrier. That damned male homewrecker dared to provoke her!

She almost jumped up from her seat to hit Jiao Wangshu on the head, but luckily Dai Xiaoqing next to her caught her in time.

Dai Xiaoqing, being a true all-in-one machine and a submissive mother, couldn't stand this. She was truly fawning over Xiang Wanwan, practically kneeling before her.

His aunt's child is still young and doesn't understand, so please don't take it to heart. No matter what, please don't hit the child.

Most importantly, hitting someone on the spot is absolutely wrong and illegal, and she really doesn't want to get someone out of jail!

After a lot of effort, Dai Xiaoqing finally managed to drag and carry Xiang Wanwan down the stairs.

The two little pigs, unaware of the immense crisis they had narrowly escaped, were still standing on the stage, looking rather foolish.

Seeing their "inseparable" appearance, Ling Tinglan couldn't help but recall the past, "Their relationship is so good."

Jiao Wangshu echoed, "Yes, their relationship is truly wonderful."

It's like seeing them when they were still girls, the two best friends bickering and arguing every day, it was so interesting.

The two, engrossed in their beautiful friendship, were completely unaware that there was another pair of angry eyes watching from below the stage.

This person is Xiao Di.

As the fan site manager for the Yanxing CP (Yanxing CP), she naturally attended this offline promotional event.

Although there's no family fortune stage this time, maybe we can still get some other sweet moments. Whether it's a little or a lot, it's still a treat. Even if she doesn't enjoy it herself, her fellow fans should.

As for the "nuclear weapon" she photographed last time, Xiao Di originally planned to wait until after this roadshow event, pick an auspicious day, and give Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu a "grand funeral".

But I never expected that she would witness such an infuriating scene today.

The fans of Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu are just like their idols—they're all utterly wicked!

Why should I skip her two darlings during autograph sessions? How dare she skip them?

(Skipping out: This refers to a fan meeting or autograph session with two or more people where the fan only interacts with one or a few of them and doesn't interact with the others or deliberately skips a particular person. This is considered disrespectful to other idols and will be disliked by fans of other idols.)

Is this the kind of person she waited in such a long line to meet, someone to be looked down upon?

You four are all finished, I'm telling you!

Thinking this, Xiaodi took out her phone and opened the video she had taken. Just then, the production team and the fansite admins also uploaded today's official stage footage, as well as various fan-taken photos, to the internet.

That's perfect, let her add fuel to the fire.

Xiao Di decisively uploaded the video to one of her anonymous accounts, even thoughtfully adding a series of tags such as #SuperStarRealDoubleStage#, #LingjiaoCP#, and #EntertainmentCircleTrueGay#.

After sending the video, she turned off her phone and waited happily for the next interaction on stage. As for Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu...

Xiao Di sneered: You're all just waiting to die!

As Xiaodi had predicted, things quickly escalated.

Thanks to today's roadshow event, and the fact that the production team also bought trending topics to promote the video, the speed and breadth of its spread were unprecedented. Some people even uploaded the video to overseas platforms, causing the related hashtag to explode on foreign websites...

Having already been pulled off the stage, Xiang Wanwan, who was venting her anger at Dai Xiaoqing, had her phone ringing incessantly in her bag, severely hindering her ability to deliver her rant against Dai Xiaoqing.

This made Xiang Wanwan, who was already angry, even angrier. She angrily took out her phone, wanting to see which fool dared to run into her at this time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned on her phone, she was bombarded with a message and a forwarded video.

[Our boss is in deep trouble! Our husband might really be gay!!! I really can't handle this!!!]

Before Xiang Wanwan could figure out what those words meant, the video, which had already been loaded with data, started playing automatically.

The video footage is dark and not clear enough, with only a faint streetlight illuminating it. The angle suggests it was taken from a very far distance.

But it was precisely that hazy halo that made the whole scene more beautiful and dreamlike.

The night sky is dotted with stars, and in the picture, there are two boys, one tall and one short, dancing a waltz under the moonlight.

Although the taller boy was dancing the female steps, it seemed that he had all the control.

His hand was clasped around another person's waist, forcing the other person to look up at him, a gesture that was both domineering and affectionate.

Then he spun him around, forward and backward, as if each step carried an irresistible force of control, firmly locking the person in front of him in his arms.

Even the shorter boy had no choice but to be completely immersed in the other's rhythm. He stood on tiptoe, and the scarf around his neck drew arcs as he moved.

So immersed, so intimate, it was as if his eyes held only the other person.

Finally, the ending came. In the final scene, the boy seemed to accidentally fall into the arms of the taller boy. In an instant, the world spun around and their positions were reversed.

They embraced each other at that moment, and everything else in the world became mere background.

The entire video was also thoughtfully accompanied by a piece of music, a super classic and popular background music on Douyin.

The atmosphere, the sense of destiny, the heaven and earth, the love and hate... it all looks more like an idol drama than an idol drama.

It was truly beautiful. If someone told Xiang Wanwan that this was a leaked photo of the latest TV series, she would definitely take a look. But the people in the video were so familiar that she could recognize them even if they were ashes.

Who else could this be but Ling Tinglan?

Who else could the person he was holding be but Jiao Wangshu!

At the same time, Dai Xiaoqing had just finished watching the video.

She pursed her lips and cautiously poked Wanwan: "Wanwan, are you alright? Actually, this video..."

Unfortunately, before she could even offer words of comfort, Xiang Wanwan slammed her phone to the ground.

He turned to Dai Xiaoqing with a blank expression and said, "It's AI."

"This is definitely AI."

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