I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

She showed no intention of moving aside.

For a moment, even Director Tian, ​​who was off-screen, noticed that something was very wrong.

But his professional ethics and artistic pursuits compelled him to immediately instruct through his earpiece that the three camera lenses should be aimed at Yingzi and Jiang Xinhai, and that they should take as many close-up shots of their faces as possible, switching back and forth.

Sure enough, Director Tian's artistic intuition was right. He saw the live broadcast content reflected back on the small screen, which was absolutely brilliant—it was no exaggeration to say that it was like a movie scene.

Equally exciting as the live stream video itself were the comments and data in the live stream room, which skyrocketed in an instant!

Without any delay or warning, all the live stream data in the live stream room skyrocketed like a rocket!

Xu Xiangxiao was the first to stand up and say:

“Yingzi, that’s not what Xinhai meant. It’s just that the video mentioned some very important information, and she got a little anxious.”

He Ling also stepped in to smooth things over, saying:

"Yes, she acted impulsively. After all, the person in the video is her lover, so it's understandable."

Yingzi glared at her, her aura domineering.

The clash between these two former divas lasted a full 30 seconds, with their gazes locked in a silent battle.

It felt like an eternity before Yingzi finally calmed down and regained her composure, saying:

"Alright, I was just trying to protect my disciple, and I acted a bit impulsively."

She slowly moved aside, revealing the screen behind her, and returned to her original position.

But as she turned around, she added:

"However, Teacher Gu Jianfen once taught me a saying: 'One must cultivate virtue before pursuing art.' I still remember that saying to this day, and I hope Ms. Jiang Xinhai will consider it carefully."

After saying this, she and Yan Yunzhuo exchanged a glance.

Without realizing it, Yan Yunzhuo straightened his back much more.

She knew she had done a great service.

Yingzi, being a seasoned veteran of the salon forum and having even suffered setbacks herself, truly lived up to her reputation as a seasoned salon chairperson.

Her emotions and attitude, her tension and relaxation, were all perfectly controlled.

He pointed out Jiang Xinhai's problem, protected his apprentice, and even stepped back first, demonstrating his magnanimity.

In real life, such a clash of ranks is nothing more than a trivial matter.

But if it's placed in a variety show, the intensity of this conflict will be magnified countless times.

The audience will fill in the blanks and interpret the information themselves.

After this incident, Jiang Xinhai's popularity will definitely continue to decline.

That's the charm of variety shows.

With enough acting skills, one can steer public opinion in a peculiar direction.

Who says that reality TV shows only present real people to the audience?

In front of the camera, claiming authenticity is inherently a form of hypocrisy.

There is no reality on the screen.

The moment Yingzi moved away, Jiang Xinhai pounced on the screen.

Those who rushed forward with her—to Yingzi and Yan Yunzhuo's surprise—were Xu Xiangxiao, Cui Dayou, Wang Feng, and Gao Xiaobai.

Which button adjusts the volume?

Is there a back button?

"Don't click randomly, it seems like clicking skips a segment."

"It's no use, the video has already ended."

"Was it rebroadcast?"

"No, I can't just click anywhere. This whole system is pre-set; there's no replay button, and it can only play once. I even suspect it's a 'disappearing message' system..."

Yingzi and Yan Yunzhuo stood somewhat dumbfounded behind the crowd, watching them fiddle around there.

To be honest, their reaction was somewhat beyond their expectations.

After a long period of discussion, everyone finally turned around.

They didn't look at Yingzi and Yan Yunzhuo.

"Director, was the video clip from just now recorded?"

"Could you replay the video from earlier?"

Director Tian glanced at his small screen with some embarrassment, then looked up and gently shook it.

All three cameras were busy filming the showdown between the two generations of divas; there was no time to film video!

Besides, Yingzi's body completely blocked the screen, so there was no way to take a picture!

On the bright side, the side profiles of Yingzi and Jiang Xinhai just now didn't need any Photoshop; they were already movie poster-worthy.

If we title it "The Showdown Between the New and Old Queens of Pop," the show will definitely be a hit.

However, Jiang, Xu, Cui, Wang and others standing in the room looked extremely disappointed.

Jiang Xinhai covered his face, then rubbed his forehead and sighed heavily.

She slightly raised her eyes to look at Yan Yunzhuo and Yingzi, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

Yingzi looked back at her defiantly.

She was pondering whether her gaze should contain three parts defiance or three parts pride when suddenly, a sigh rang in her ears:

"Yingzi! You've ruined a crucial, historic moment!"

Yingzi turned her head in surprise.

She discovered that the person who said those words was actually Gao Xiaobo.

This surprised her even more.

Everyone's playing together in one circle, so which side are you on?

What happened next was even more incomprehensible to her.

“Yingzi, really, you should choose the right time to throw a tantrum. You should discipline your apprentice,” Wang Feng said, frowning. His tone was already quite harsh. “Just now, JX was talking about the key motives behind the British invasion, and you actually… sigh, I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”

“If this video could be paused, it would be better, but unfortunately it can’t,” Xu Xiangxiao said. “I can understand why everyone is angry, really.”

Yingzi suddenly lost control of her emotions.

"What's wrong with me?"

She looked around and saw pairs of eyes staring intently at her.

Just now, everyone was speaking softly and even kindly.

Why are you turning your back on me like this?

Did these people disregard their reputation and unite against themselves?

“What did I do just now? I just couldn’t stand seeing Yun Zhuo being bullied like that,” Yingzi said loudly. “She’s still young. The Empress, Jiang Xinhai! How much trauma will Yun Zhuo suffer from what she did? Have you thought about that?”

She was still the same Yingzi she always was. Times change, and after so many years of experience, she still couldn't control her emotions in this situation.

"You'd rather care about someone tens of thousands of miles away, someone whose nationality you don't even know and whose face you can't see, than the person right in front of you? I'm sorry, but I wish you had a little more humanity!"

After she finished speaking, her hands clenched into fists, still trembling slightly.

"Yingzi."

A calm voice came from behind.

She turned her head and found that Cui Dayou's eyes were staring intently at her through his black-rimmed glasses.

“You’re wrong, you’re really wrong,” he said. “As a musician, didn’t you realize just how important that scene was?”

"What's wrong?" Yingzi's lips were a little pale.

"Do you even know how much substance JX had in what he just said?" Cui Dayou stepped forward. "As a musician, are you really completely unfamiliar with those terms you just heard?"

Yingzi remained silent.

She didn't dare to speak.

Only then did she begin to search her memory.

She did take in some of what JX said earlier, things like reggae, queen, airship, king, commander...

She vaguely remembered Coldplay, but had never heard of any of the others.

After all, she had truly retired from the music scene these past few years.

The last time I put on headphones and listened to music attentively was many years ago.

In recent years, apart from drinking and socializing with billionaire bosses, she has spent her time monitoring data at the company, investing money in the stock market, or operating franchise stores.

The place where she listens to music the most is the live broadcast of "The Voice of China".

She didn't even need to listen carefully on set; her lines were prepared, and the timing of pressing the button was already agreed upon.

Looking into her eyes, Cui Dayou understood.

His eyes were full of disappointment.

“Yingzi, I didn’t quite believe it when I heard you had a bad reputation, but now I realize you really don’t have the qualities of a musician,” Cui Dayou said, his tone becoming more forceful. “You really don’t deserve to be a singer.”

Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao looked at Cui Dayou with some fear in their eyes.

But this one remained completely still, as hard as a rock.

It's important to understand that Cui Dayou is more than just a "big shot."

His status in the Chinese music scene is transcendent; he can only be described as an "immortal."

Therefore, his position dictates that he never speaks harshly, whether it's praise or criticism.

Because his influence is so terrifying, if he says something too harsh, the other person could be killed.

His words could be an unbearable crown for the other party, or a steel shovel that could grind them to ashes.

He used such strong language with Yingzi today, which shows he was truly angry.

"Do you know what JX just said?" Cui Dayou said. "He's the founder of reggae music. Do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean...?" Yingzi asked, sounding like a very well-behaved elementary school student.

"Do you know what reggae is?" Cui Dayou said. "Do you know how many musicians this musical style has influenced?"

Yingzi didn't dare to open her mouth.

Yan Yunzhuo remained completely silent.

He Ling, being a kind-hearted person, couldn't stand it and asked, "What exactly is a thunder ghost?"

“Reggae, in Jamaican, means casual conversation or chatter, which means that it’s about everyday things,” Wang Feng said, pushing up his glasses. “It is characterized by offbeats, staccato 2/4 time signatures, and a leisurely rhythm.”

He Ling looked completely bewildered.

“It’s just tick, tap, low, tap…” Gao Xiaobo taps the beat with his hand. “The emphasis is on the second and fourth beats, and it’s done in a staccato rhythm. That’s reggae.”

“This musical style has had a great influence,” Cui Dayou said. “It is a completely new musical style. Many third-world regions, such as Latin America and Africa, have been deeply influenced by it. It has even had a repercussions on Europe and America, where reggae culture has become popular.”

“The typical visual feature is dreadlocks, which is a cultural invasion of reggae in terms of visuals,” Gao Xiaobo added. “Dreadlocks have suddenly become popular in recent years, haven’t they? That’s a style brought about by reggae bands.”

Wang Feng continued, "Even Chinese-American basketball player Lin Shuhao wears dreadlocks, and there's also the fastest man on Earth, Bolt, who is Jamaican, and his spiritual music is reggae."

Yingzi was completely stunned by the barrage of attacks from everyone.

This is the first time in her life that she has been attacked by so many musicians at the same time, and it's being broadcast live nationwide!

“However, you know what,” Cui Dayou pushed up his glasses and said, “Reggae is just the least influential of the things JX mentioned he did.”

"Do you know what those bands he mentioned mean?"

Chapter 162 A Person Who Could Be Included in History Textbooks

Do you know what his bands represent?