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

"Some people have already told me that it's almost impossible to suppress the situation," Zhu Bin said.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

On the surface, the situation looks very promising.

But the fact that the ship was sinking could be kept secret from those on shore, but not from those on board.

Zhu Bin was fully aware of how dangerous the situation was.

Wang Weiming explained, "Li Xingliang's fan club hasn't contributed yet. Once they are fully mobilized, everything will be fine."

"What are you waiting for? Tell them to hurry up! What time is it?" Zhu Bin shouted.

"I'll do it right away!"

As Wang Weiming stepped outside, he quickly saw his subordinates with long faces.

"Mr. Wang, we really can't control the comments anymore, please add some more people for us!"

Wang Weiming's expression turned ferocious: "You have almost 20 people, and you still can't delete the comments?"

The subordinate looked distressed: "There are too many negative comments; we can't delete them all!"

"If you can't delete them all, why don't you do it yourself? Have the logistics support team move another twenty laptops over there, and you can each monitor two computers!"

The subordinate was almost in tears: "I'm deleting them too, but I can't keep up, so I came to ask you for instructions."

Wang Weiming waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, I'll think of something later. You go back to work now. If the comments explode, you'll see."

After dismissing his subordinates, Wang Weiming paced back and forth, edited a message, and sent it to several fan leaders.

If you can't suppress the negative comments about Jiang Xinhai, then use the positive comments about Li Xingliang to suppress them. With an overwhelming barrage of brainwashing comments, I don't believe you can't turn things around!

After a while, he suddenly remembered something and muttered, "Damn it."

"Where does a washed-up star who hasn't released a song in five years get so many fans?"

"Is it that her team is dissatisfied and is targeting us?"

……

The car stopped directly in front of the villa, and Chen Ya got out of the car.

He looked at the luxurious villa before him, a touch of melancholy in his eyes. Years ago, he had lived here, and it looked exactly as he remembered it.

I rang the doorbell, and the door opened quickly.

Chen Ya closed the door and immediately frowned.

Jiang Xinhai, dressed in a thin, transparent nightgown, was standing in front of him, his hands covering his chest, his eyes darting around as he looked him up and down.

Chapter 99 I Love It So Much

Jiang Xinhai, with her homey style and neat, well-behaved bangs, looks like a sweet little sister next door.

Her pajamas were as thin as gauze, and through the pink nightgown, one could see her flat stomach and slender, delicate belly button.

Her eyes darted around as she looked Chen Ya up and down, as if she were sizing up a stranger who had suddenly barged into her home.

"Why aren't you dressed yet?" Chen Ya asked, frowning.

Jiang Xinhai had his hands behind his back, but his eyes kept scanning him up and down.

"Didn't I tell you to prepare for appearing on camera?" Chen Ya asked again.

Jiang Xinhai stared at him, tilted her head, and looked quite cute.

“I’m planning to film you, take you back, and show this to the young people,” Chen Ya said.

Jiang Xinhai's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"Why aren't you talking?" Chen Ya softened his tone slightly.

Jiang Xinhai, still in her pajamas, bumped headfirst into his arms.

"Why are you being so fierce? We haven't seen each other for so long, and you just keep lecturing me!" she said sullenly in his arms.

"I'm very angry."

She lifted her face from his arms: "Are you angry with me?"

"No, I'm not angry at those idiots."

“That settles it,” Jiang Xinhai said. “So after all this time, you don’t have anything else to say to me besides these?”

Chen Ya thought for a moment and said, "I love you."

Jiang Xinhai opened his mouth slightly.

"There wasn't even any build-up!"

Chen Ya laughed: "We've known each other for over ten years, what's the point of all this preamble? Let's get straight to the point."

Jiang Xinhai stood on tiptoe, cupped his face, and kissed him.

After a while, the two separated, and Chen Ya said:

"Why aren't you angry at all?"

I'm angry.

Are you angry? I can't tell at all.

"I was very angry, but seeing you made me not angry anymore."

Chen Ya gently stroked her hair with boundless affection.

Just like when they met more than a decade ago, Jiang Xinhai was still that innocent, romantic, and love-struck girl; time had not left any marks on her.

Over the years, Chen Ya has shed much of his youthful arrogance and gradually matured into a more composed and steady person.

But the fact that Jiang Xinhai is his Achilles' heel remains unchanged.

After all, this girl was his first love.

“Come here,” Chen Ya put his arm around her waist, “I wrote a song for you. It’s called ‘Heart and Sea,’ and after five years, we’re going to reunite and collaborate again.”

Jiang Xinhai clung lazily to him and said listlessly:

"Forget it, don't be angry. Things are different now than in our time. I don't understand what's so good about the songs that are popular now."

She patted Chen Ya's chest and said:

"I'm not going to argue about that. Your song is definitely good, but let's save it for later. There's no need to jump out and fight with someone at this crucial moment just out of spite. What if it gets buried? Wouldn't that be a waste of a good song of yours?"

Chen Ya grabbed her face and rubbed and kneaded it: "Don't you believe in my abilities?"

Jiang Xinhai, his tongue slurred from being rubbed, said, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I don't believe in myself. I haven't released a song in five years."

Even if you don't release a song for ten years, you'll still be a superstar.

Chen Ya took out a piece of paper that had been crossed twice from his pocket, carefully unfolded it, and handed it to Jiang Xinhai.

Jiang Xinhai was slightly taken aback.

Many years ago, when she first met Chen Ya, he handed her a note with "red bean" written on it in the same way.

At this moment, just like at that time, the same two people, the same scene, echo each other at different points in the long river of time, as if by fate.

Jiang Xinhai took the note, and saw that it read:

Summer Wind.

……

"Okay, okay, everyone quiet down," Director Tian clapped his hands and said to everyone, "Everyone take a break at noon, and I'll go over the afternoon's schedule."

This was during a break from filming for the "Poetic Life" program. The crew had just finished lunch and had an hour for a rest.

It was supposed to be a lunch break, but the director actually used this time to explain the "scene" to everyone.

Li Xingliang, sporting a head of fluffy, highlighted, side-parted hair, rested his hands on the chair, sitting like a protagonist in a shonen manga, his eyes constantly darting between Qin Yunshang and Qin Yunchu.

He held an orange peel in his hand and tried to put it on Qin Yunshang's head from time to time. Qin Yunshang smiled on the surface and dodged to the side without making a sound. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the orange peel away.

Li Xingliang's face fell immediately, and he muttered, "Don't be angry, I was just kidding."

"I'm not angry, I was just joking with you." Qin Yunshang smiled on the surface, but her fingers were actually digging into her chest.

"Alright, alright, let me tell you what to do this afternoon," Director Tian said, glancing at the program list.

Then he said, "There's an event this afternoon. According to company requirements, before dinner, everyone needs to talk about music. How exactly should we talk about it..."

He licked his lips and said, "Isn't Teacher Wang going to release a new album? Can you give us a little hint?"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Then Li Xingliang, you should ask Teacher Wang if he has heard your song and ask him to give his opinion."

Li Xingliang snapped out of his daze and said, "Oh, okay."

"Then everyone participated in the discussion," Director Tian turned a page of the program and continued, "We should praise the young people more. As for how to praise them, the teachers here certainly know better than I do, so I won't teach you."

Everyone remained expressionless.

After saying all that, I just want to strongly promote Li Xingliang.

Time quickly passed to afternoon, and as soon as the live stream started, a large number of viewers flocked in.

"It's finally open. I'm counting on this job these next few days."

"Me too. I find that if I don't watch this show, I feel like ants are crawling all over me."

"Where's Xinhai? Where's Xinhai? I ask this every day, where's my Xinhai?"

……

The process quickly moved on to the "praise group" segment. After Wang Feng briefly talked about his new album, Li Xingliang, with a youthful spirit, joined in.

"Teacher Wang, have you heard of my song 'In the Name of Prosperity'?"

Wang Feng glanced at him and said, "Ah, I've heard of it, it's been really popular lately."

"Excuse me for bothering you, but could you... give me a brief critique of what shortcomings my song might have?" Li Xingliang clenched his fist and asked respectfully like a student.

Seeing his shy and pitiful expression, many fans in the live chat immediately went wild.

"Ahhh! My brother is so cute! I love him so much!"

"I love my humble and polite older brother the most!"

After pondering for a moment, Wang Feng said, "Your song is full of dynamism, vitality, and energy."

Li Xingliang smiled, revealing his white teeth: "Your praise makes me blush. Actually, I definitely have many shortcomings, and I hope you can give me more suggestions."

He Ling chimed in at the opportune moment, "There's another big shot here, Xing Liang. You can ask him too."

He was referring to Xu Xiangxiao.

Li Xingliang scurried up to Xu Xiangxiao, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Sister Xiangxiao, could you please give me your feedback on my first album?"

Xu Xiangxiao said bluntly, "I've never heard of it."

Chapter 100 Bicycle

"I haven't heard of it."

Li Xingliang seemed to have bumped his head against a wall, his expression turning incredibly awkward. The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Fortunately, He Ling reacted quickly and stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Xingliang, you can take this opportunity to let Xiangxiao hear your song."

"oh oh!"

Li Xingliang immediately took out his phone, opened the music app, skillfully played his own song, and said:

"I'm so nervous, I feel even more nervous than when I was competing for the top spot."

He Ling laughed: "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Seriously, it really takes a lot of courage to tell a senior like me."

Wang Feng asked, "Xingliang, where did your album rank on the charts back then?"