When Sang Yu got home, he tried to log in to his old Weibo account. He hadn’t logged in for a long time, but thankfully, he could still log in.
Fortunately, he changed his password when he saw the warning about the risk of account theft. Before he had time to tell his then-agent the new password, the incident between him and Jia Sibo was exposed on the Internet. His agent probably thought that there was no hope for him to turn around, and there was no hope for him later, so they ended up not asking for this account’s access.
He logged on to Weibo and saw that he had a notification of 999+. He clicked on it and found that some were insulting him, some expressed their belief in him, and some fans asked him if he had really quit the circle. They lamented that they liked him very much and did not want him to leave the stage…
Sang Yu spent an entire afternoon browsing through the messages he had accumulated for nearly a year.
Perhaps the person who sent the message had long forgotten the incident, but for Sang Yu, it was only now that he really began to face the scars he had suffered.
He stayed at the editing stage of his newest post for a long time, not knowing how to write down what was on his mind. He had been suppressing it for nearly a year. He wanted to say too much, and he felt writing it down would be diluting the message.
After a while, he exited this interface and started a live broadcast.
His Weibo has been logged in all afternoon, and a small number of die-hard fans occasionally check out his updates. Today they saw that he was always online, and they became very excited. When they saw he actually started a new live broadcast, none of them were hesitating before clicking it.
<Lost East>: I saw that this account has been online since the afternoon, so I have been looking forward to something. I didn’t expect that Sangsang would start a live broadcast.
<Gulu Gulu>: Sangsang is back! I burst into tears!
<Sweet Glutinous Rice Cakes>: Ah! How can I be so lucky?!
<Golden Crow>: Gege, please don’t disappear again, I miss you so much.
<Xiao Yu’er>: Sangsang, are you not eating well? You are too thin!
<Little Sangye1this fan’s name is 小桑叶, and the 桑 is the same as “Sang” Yu, and it means mulberry. 叶 means leaf, so in overall, this is probably denoting their status as Sang Yu’s loyal fan>: Why is my gege so thin? Sob sob, I feel so distressed!
Lost East is a fan of Sang Yu. When Sang Yu was drowned under spittle by the whole Internet, she spoke for Sang Yu and was also scolded by the netizens who were watching, saying that she had no morals and her view of life was crooked. But she always remembered Sang Yu’s love for her. The gentle and caring look he had showed that he was a naturally gentle person. She has always believed in Sang Yu and has been waiting for Sang Yu to stand up again and make things clear.
However, nearly a year has passed and there has been no news from Sang Yu. Just when she gradually began to be disappointed and felt that she could no longer wait, Sang Yu appeared.
Sang Yu’s voice sounded as gentle as always, and she almost cried.
Seeing that many fans were worried about him, Sang Yu subconsciously said, “Thank you for your concern. I’m fine. Don’t cry.”
<Lost East>: Wuwuwu, you are not good at all!
<Happy Foodie>: Sangsang, if you can’t laugh, don’t force yourself, we all understand your plight.
Sang Yu looked at the comments and his forced smile gradually flattened. “I’m sorry that you have been hurt because of me this year. My current state is indeed not good.”
<One Coin>: How could you be so gentle? In order to comfort us, you forced a smile and said you were fine. You make me feel so sad!
<Integral Number>: The mistress is coming back so soon?
<Thorny Bush>: If you want to throw yourself a pity party, better hire a competent water army. Hey, you brainless fans, have you forgotten what Sang Yu did back then?
<The Dead Tree Blooms>: Idiot fans have had their brains eaten by zombies. They have shit morality and actually feel sorry for the mistress. I wish you all will be cheated by your partner in the future.
The number of people in the live broadcast room was increasing, and various comments were starting to come out.
Sang Yu said, “I started the live broadcast this time to make it clear what happened between me and Jia Sibo. Because of my avoidance and soft-heartedness, My fans and I have been hurt. Now I want to stand up and tell the truth about the matter.”
<Worldwide>: What’s going on?
<Carrot Squat>: Come in and eat melon!
<Passing By>: I smelled the scent of a shocking plot twist. I was his fan at first, so I really hoped Sang Yu was innocent and was unfairly blamed.
<The First to Argue>: He was wrongly accused. I think he saw that Jia Sibo was being scolded and wanted to take the opportunity to clear his name and make a comeback.
<Turkey Noodles>: Mistresses don’t deserve a white-wash!
<Aerial Show>: I knew that my gege was wronged, and I finally waited until you clarified it!
Regardless of the scolding in the comments, Sang Yu explained everything slowly and in detail. The process of recalling was difficult and painful, but he still said it all clearly.
“…I know there will be people who don’t believe what I say, but no matter what you think, what I want to do is to give myself an explanation. Furthermore, my fans, who have all been supportive of me, deserve an explanation. I don’t want them to be hurt anymore because of this.”
Half an hour later, Sang Yu said everything and turned off the live broadcast.
Dai Yingmei saw Sang Yu’s live broadcast. She didn’t know how Sang Yu suddenly figured it out. She ignored it and immediately bought a marketing account to spread the news and took the opportunity to criticize Jia Sibo.
Soon, a marketing account with millions of fans posted an article with pictures, which detailed what Sang Yu said during the live broadcast and detailed a series of disgusting things that Jia Sibo had done to clear himself up. The photo of Sang Yu, who was now distressingly thin, showed a stark contrast to his previous self, which high-lighted the damage that Jia Sibo has caused to him.
Sang Yu was a celebrity and had a certain fan base, and with Dai Yingmei’s promotion, many people knew about the incident that night.
<Red River Valley>: My wait has not been futile! knew it!
<Baa Haha!2a Cantonese slang, used in the end of a sentence to denotes surprise or doubt>: The people who thoughtlessly scolded Sang Yu came out to apologize!
<Cotton Flower>: Jia Sibo, you are a scumbag!
<Want to Eat BBQ>: I dare not speak for fear of being slapped in the face again.
<Passerby Just Taking a Look>: you don’t take sides when it comes to eating melons.
<Jinhai Lake>: Sangsang doesn’t deserve to be hurt by Jia Sibo. I want to hug him so badly.
<Red Agate>: The victim has been reviled, while the perpetrator is free. This time, Jia SIbo must not be allowed to control the narration and fool us all again!
Immediately afterwards, a famous blogger forwarded Dai Yingmei’s Weibo.
<Dai Yingmei>: I only recently found out that I had been deceived by Jia Sibo. It was indeed him who hid the fact to Sang Yu that he was married. In the end, he pushed all the blame to Sang Yu.
At this time, those who questioned Sang Yu’s innocence fell silent.
Even Jia Sibo’s legal wife came out to prove his statement, so it must be true. After all, no legal wife would want to speak in a mistress’ stead.
Jia Sibo was confused by the “God of Chefs!” officials and Cai Yingying. Unexpectedly, Sang Yu and Dai Yingmei teamed up to give him a fatal blow.
No matter how hard he struggled to clear his name, no one believed in him anymore. There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, resulting in his company’s stock price plummeting overnight. Dai Yingmei took this opportunity to bring a lawyer to find him to sign a divorce.
“Honey, please forgive me this time,” Jia Sibo begged Dai Yingmei, “I really know I made a mistake, and I will never do it again in the future. Please help me. You can’t just watch your father’s company go bankrupt. You must help me.”
Dai Yingmei had completely given up on this man. She threw away Jia Sibo and grabbed his hand, with a look of revenge on her facem “Even if the company goes bankrupt, I won’t let it fall into the hands of a beast like you. Sign it and stop talking nonsense. “
“Are you satisfied now?” Jasbo signed angrily and threw away the pen, “I’ll see what benefits the company’s bankruptcy will do to you. You won’t get anything!”
But what he didn’t know was that this was just the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, Dai Yingmei reported Jia Sibo for tax evasion and handed over all the evidence she collected. She wanted to make Jia Sibo completely unable to stand up.
If nothing else goes wrong, Jia Sibo will face five to ten years in prison.
Yu Antong scrolled through Weibo and saw the trend of public opinion on the Internet and was very happy for Sang Yu. It was finally clear that evil will be punished.
“Stop playing with your phone and go to sleep.” Xing Lixuan confiscated his phone, “You need to get up early for tomorrow’s shooting. Why aren’t you in bed already?”
“Let’s sleep now.” Yu Antong pouted, laid down honestly, and said to Xing Lixuan, “I don’t know how many judges will be on the show tomorrow.”
“Jia Sibo will definitely not go. There may be only four other judges tomorrow.” Yu Antong thought, “Oh, no, there may still be five. The program team has secured new investors, but I don’t know if the new investor will be the judge.”
Xing Lixuan asked, “Then do you want the investors to go or not?”
Yu Antong thought Xing Lixuan would tell him to shut up and go to sleep; he didn’t expect to follow his words. “Investors are amateurs. How can I put this… simply put, even if they’re not a professional, I don’t care. To me no matter how many judges there are, I am not afraid. After all, I am a little genius.”
Xing Lixuan: “…”
Yu Antong has been obsessed with prenatal education since he felt his son’s fetal movements. He watched many educational cartoons, and his speech became more childish and cute as a result. “This little genius is going to sleep now. I need a good night kiss from you to sleep well!”
Xing Lixuan laughed and kissed him. “Good night, Baby.”
When Yu Antong got up early the next day, Lin Haoning usually drove to pick up Jiang Yuxiu and then picked him up to go to the recording site. Today he followed Lin Haoning’s car as usual.
“We have 21 players left after entering the last round of the competition.” The host said, “Except for the first place in the previous round, Zhuang Zhouyang, all the other players will be drawn and divided into 10 groups. Those with the same lottery number will form a team of two.”
“How are we going to play this time?” Someone whispered among the players.
“Suddenly I felt a little scared.”
The host held a black cardboard box and walked past each player and asked them to take out a card with a number on it.
“Everyone has got their own number plate. Now everyone exchanges places and players with the same number stand together.” The host explained, “I want to tell you some unfortunate news today. Our food supermarket has a limited supply of food today. “
“Only the first place winner, Zhuang Zhouyang, can go in and pick the ingredients he wants, and he can give you the rest.”
The door of the food “supermarket” slowly opened. The shelves that used to be filled with vegetables and meat were now very empty, with a few ingredients scattered here and there.
“It’s terrible! Almost all of them are ingredients that I’m not sure about!”
“Oh my God! This is too little. What can I do?”
“This is only the third round, how can you all be so cruel!”
“It actually has pig’s trotters. I’ve never made it before. If you give me this, you’ll be dead in my eyes.”
“Is it too late for me to quit the game now?”
“I also want to quit. If the difficulty increases at this level, there is no way I can survive to the end.”
Of course, this was just to create drama. Only one or two of each ingredient are placed, making it very empty.
The host actually meant to let Zhuang Zhouyang choose the type of ingredients first, and leave the remaining types of ingredients to other contestants. The types of ingredients were limited, but the quantity were more than enough.
“And!” The host waited for the contestants to finish wailing and continued to increase the difficulty.
Everyone stared at him. “And more?!”
The contestant closest to the host couldn’t help but say, “Ah! I really want to rush over and cover the host’s mouth to stop making it more difficult.”
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