Huayu: You were supposed to be a top star, but you've become capital?

After developing the official account, Bai Meng felt it wasn't enough, so she switched to a secondary account.

This nickname, "Salty Soda Not Salty," is her true battle cry.

Upon logging in, the familiar atmosphere of the battlefield washed over her. She rubbed her hands together, began searching for those negative comments, and prepared to make a big splash.

"This guy who talks about creating a persona, I'll tear him apart... Huh?"

Bai Mengyan swiped her finger and suddenly stopped under a particularly sharp and logically sound comment.

An account with the Weibo ID "耶耶耶耶耶" is posting a barrage of comments under a Weibo post questioning Lin Shen's feigned profundity:

"Hilarious. Is it so hard to admit that others are excellent and thoughtful? You have no brain and you see everyone as a script?"

The interview with Southern Metropolis Daily is right there; it's insightful and to the point. Do you think the editors of a major newspaper are fools?

The sour smell is pungent even through the screen! And you're criticizing the quality? The trajectory hasn't even been released yet, what do you know about quality? How could a keyboard warrior like you understand the meticulousness that Brother Shen (Shen Ge) puts into his work? Pah!

This style of verbal sparring, this fierce protectiveness... Bai Mengyan found it particularly endearing and pleasing to the eye.

She casually commented below, "Well said, sister! That was a brilliant comeback! [Thumbs up]"

After commenting, she felt like she had found her tribe, and her mood improved even more. She continued to engage in the battle with other trolls, her fingers flying across the keyboard while she muttered to herself:

"Yes, that's how you insult me! Oh, you idiot, just wait and see how I get back at you..."

Yang Chaoyue watched her excited state as she fought both online and offline simultaneously, shaking his head helplessly, but he couldn't help but smile.

She refreshed the homepage again and saw that there were already a few comments under the repost from the Bailu my account. Some were from Forest, who came to say hello in a friendly manner, while others were from accounts with unknown affiliations, who were questioning or mocking her.

She sighed, thinking that she would have to talk to Sister Rong later and keep an eye on public opinion here.

At this moment, Zhou Ye, far away in Huizhou, is using her alternate account "Yayayayayay" to dominate Weibo.

She had just finished a fierce battle with a hater when she suddenly saw a reply from the user "Familiar Salty Soda Isn't Salty".

Zhou Ye casually gave it a thumbs up. She switched pages and looked at Lin Shen's WeChat, which she had added just a few days ago.

The chat history was still stuck on her message "Goodnight, Brother Shen!" and Lin Shen's simple reply "Mm".

She couldn't help but open Lin Shen's Moments again, only to find a horizontal line indicating that he couldn't see her posts.

But Zhou Ye wasn't disappointed at all. On the contrary, she felt it was only natural. Shen Ge was so busy, it was perfectly normal for him not to open his WeChat Moments to strangers.

She exited WeChat, reopened Weibo, and looked at Lin Shen's photo in the Southern Metropolis Daily report, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her face.

Brother Shen, you're really amazing!

She recalled what Lin Shen had said to her at the factory that day: "If you are really determined to take the path of art exams... you can tell your brother when the time is right, and I can take you to see a film crew."

Zhou Ye clenched her fists.

I must get into the Beijing Film Academy! I must become good enough, and then... then I can stand proudly in front of Brother Shen and say to him, "Brother Shen, I did it!"

She logged out of Weibo, opened her photo album, which was filled with photos and screenshots of Lin Shen.

The last picture is a profile shot she secretly took of Lin Shen bowing his head to sign his name in the factory office that day.

Zhou Ye looked at the photo and smiled secretly.

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In the small meeting room, Bai Mengyan kept switching between her alternate accounts, engaging in heated online arguments with people on Weibo who questioned whether Lin Shen's interview transcript was handled by his team, her fingers practically sparking fire from the screen.

While checking the results of his fans' efforts to control the comments, Yang Chaoyue also kept an eye on those chaotic corners, and his mouth wasn't idle either, joining Bai Mengyan in venting their grievances:

"This person is definitely a paid shill hired by the rival company. Look at this copied and pasted script, they didn't even change a single word."

"That's right, just watch me not scold him!" Bai Mengyan said without looking up, her fingers flying across the screen.

Just then, the door to the reception room was pushed open, and a figure leaned against the door frame, looking at the two girls inside who were huddled together and exuding a fighting aura, a smile of interest curling at the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on here? It's so lively!"

A gentle voice suddenly rang out at the door, startling the two who were completely focused.

Bai Mengyan's hand slipped, and her phone almost fell onto the carpet. Yang Chaoyue also looked up abruptly. After seeing who it was, a look of panic flashed across his face, but it quickly turned into the eagerness of finding his pillar of support.

"Brother Shen!" the two exclaimed in unison.

"We...we're reading that Southern Metropolis Daily report!" Bai Mengyan interjected. "Lots of people online are praising you, but there are also so many annoying people talking about you. It's infuriating!"

Yang Chaoyue quickly added, his face full of indignation: "Yeah, Brother Shen, they said you're just creating a persona and trying to ride the wave of popularity, and that what you said was too arrogant, that it was a script written by your team... It's utter nonsense!"

She poured out all the negative comments she had seen, picking out the key points and speaking them out, feeling increasingly aggrieved for Lin Shen.

Bai Mengyan nodded repeatedly beside him, looking at Lin Shen expectantly, as if waiting for his command to continue charging into battle.

Lin Shen listened to the two girls' indignant and rambling reports, but his smile didn't fade.

He entered the reception room, closing the door behind him to block out the outside noise.

"Just for this?" Lin Shen walked to the small sofa and sat down, crossing his long legs. "I thought it was something serious."

"This isn't a big deal?" Bai Mengyan's eyes widened. "That's what they said about you!"

"With so many people talking online every day, if we take every single word to heart, how can we get anything done properly?"

Lin Shen smiled, his gaze sweeping over the two girls' still sullen faces.

"Alright, stop looking at those things, they're ruining your mood. Let's go, I rarely have time today, I'll take you guys out to eat. What do you want to eat?"

His overly calm reaction surprised both Yang Chaoyue and Bai Mengyan.

The two exchanged a glance, and then looked at Lin Shen's relaxed appearance. Their anger subsided considerably, replaced by a feeling of unease, like an emperor who wasn't worried but a eunuch who was.

Yeah, even Brother Shen himself doesn't care, so it does seem a bit silly for them to be jumping up and down like this.

Yang Chaoyue was the first to react, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shen, are you really alright? Those words..."

"What could possibly be wrong?" Lin Shen raised an eyebrow. "We've done what needed to be done, said what needed to be said. The rest, even if we argue all the time, won't change anything. Let's go, aren't you hungry?"

His composure didn't come from nowhere. In the afternoon, in Jia Shikai's office, after receiving a phone call, Old Jia's wrinkles widened into a wide smile as he excitedly informed him of some news.

It turns out that the authorities have recently been vigorously promoting positive energy guidance and the construction of a positive atmosphere in the cultural and entertainment field.

Lin Shen's previous clear stance against celebrities with bad records, as well as his clear bottom line and positive historical perspective shown in the Southern Metropolis Daily interview, have just come into the view of relevant parties.

In particular, during a more in-depth background check, a long-buried piece of information was unearthed.

Lin Shen's father, the man who had died young in the memories he received after his transmigration, was actually from a well-known village on the southeast coast.

He had assisted the police in his earlier years for special reasons, but later died tragically after his identity was exposed.

This little-known family background undoubtedly adds a heavy yet real footnote to Lin Shen's unwavering stance that his bottom line cannot be blurred.

Taking into account his personal influence, public image, and this special family legacy, an invitation has already reached an internal consensus:

Next month, Lin Shen will be officially awarded the title of "Anti-Drug Ambassador".

This means that, given the recognition and endorsement from the highest levels, the noise online is indeed insignificant in the face of such a powerful trend.

"Hungry! Of course I'm hungry!" Bai Mengyan's attention was successfully diverted by the dry rice. She immediately raised her hand in response, quickly forgetting about Hei Zi. She stood up abruptly and was about to follow Lin Shen outside.

She had only taken two steps when she suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lin Shen turned around.

Bai Mengyan frowned and said, "I haven't told Sister Rong yet." She then turned and ran back.

Seeing this, Lin Shen shook his head with amusement and looked at Yang Chaoyue: "I thought something was wrong. Xiao Yang, send a message to Li Rong and tell her that we have kidnapped her. We will send her back after dinner later."

"Yes, sir!" Yang Chaoyue replied crisply, immediately taking out his phone and sending WeChat messages to Li Rong in a flurry.

Seeing this, Bai Mengyan chuckled, completely relieved. She quickened her pace to catch up with Lin Shen, and regained her energetic self.

"Brother Shen, where should we eat? I know a newly opened place..."