YM778.TV Chapter 60 - 60: Blacklisted!
People always love to pick on the soft targets, and the haters were no exception.
They didn’t dare to confront Xie Yu’s fans directly, so they chose to continue their veiled and overt attacks on Si Fuqing.
Sipping her coke, Si Fuqing continued to gather evidence. She bundled all the screenshots into a zip file and sent them to a specific account.
Her phone rang at that moment.
She glanced at the caller ID and wasn’t keen on picking up, but it seemed like the phone would keep ringing unless she did.
With a sigh, Si Fuqing finally answered, “Hello?”
What did Qu Lingyun, the overachiever, want this time?
She vowed to put him on her ‘Do Not Disturb’ list after 8 PM.
“Do you need a lawyer?” Qu Lingyun asked directly, oblivious to the inner mockery he had just been subjected to. “If you do, I can find you some right away.”
“I’m fine, no need,” Si Fuqing assured him, “I know people.”
“You do?” Qu Lingyun paused, “Are they reliable? Whenever you’re ready to break your contract with Tianle Media, I have a studio you could join.”
“I’ll be terminating it,” Si Fuqing’s tone was steady, “I may not always stay in the entertainment industry. We can discuss this later.”
“Alright, let’s talk later. You’re still awake, right?” Qu Lingyun suddenly perked up, “The art design team sent me some reference poses, I’ll forward them to you for your opinion.”
Si Fuqing pushed her hair back from her forehead, “Actually, I’m already asleep; you’re hearing me talk in my sleep.”
Qu Lingyun:
Si Fuqing hung up the phone.
As expected, Qu Lingyun never missed an opportunity to work.
Finishing her coke, Si Fuqing prepared for a bit of exercise before heading to bed when her phone rang again.
“Hello, Boss?” She answered quickly, her fox-like eyes curving, “It’s past 10:30, why aren’t you in bed yet?”
“I still have work to do,” Yu Xiheng’s voice was low and cool, carrying a natural elegance, “Do you need a lawyer?”
“Huh? No need,” Si Fuqing leaned her chin on her hand, “If I ever do, I’ll let you know. ”
“Hmm,” Yu Xiheng said nothing more, “Go to sleep.”
Si Fuqing elongated her words, unhurried, “Boss, you should go to bed early too, take care of your health.”
A faint chuckle seemed to fall on the other end of the line. When he spoke again, his tone was as calm as ever, betraying a sense of deep, still waters.
“Mhmm.”
The call ended, and Si Fuqing climbed into bed.
If Yu Xiheng weren’t such a prestigious figure, she’d recommend him for voice acting. Such a voice would be wasted if not used for bedtime stories.
As she executed a split, her mind plunged into deep thought.
Why, as a self-proclaimed slacker, are all the people around her workaholics?
Truly, a mismatch ofmagnetic fields.
The next morning, as usual, Si Fuqing headed to the “Youth With You” training base.
Given the recent revelations, the staff at the base were on edge.
When they saw her, the usual disdain and ignorance were replaced by respect, and they greeted her politely, “Good morning, Teacher Si.”
Si Fuqing paid them no heed and headed straight for the dance studio.
The trainees usually rose at six in the morning. After washing up and eating, they began their training at seven.
The mentors, on the other hand, arrived at the studio around eight-thirty.
“Teacher Si, I ran five hundred meters today!” Xu Xiyun eagerly reported, eyes gleaming. “I’ve improved!”
Si Fuqing applauded him, “Wow, even passing ants would have to commend you for that.”
Xu Xiyun:
He felt subtly mocked.
Under Si Fuqing’s guidance, the six of them rehearsed “In Paradise.” By ten o’clock, another person entered the dance studio.
It was Lin Qingyan.
The fatigue was evident on Lin Qingyan’s face; a sleepless night had left dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn’t conceal.
“Teacher Si,” Lin Qingyan’s voice was soft, almost a whisper. “I have something to discuss with you.” Si Fuqing didn’t even lift her head, “Spit it out.”
Xu Xiyun chuckled audibly.
Lin Qingyan was clearly uncomfortable. Her lips quivered for a moment before she finally spoke, “Teacher Si, about the Ruotong situation… could we let it go? I promise I’ll make it up to you; please don’t hold it against me.”
Last night, she’d experienced for the first time what it felt like to have her social media blown up by fans.
Xie Yu’s fans were just too formidable; she didn’t dare to make a peep.
“It seems Teacher Lin and that Xu person are as close as sisters,” Si Fuqing looked up, a smile gracing her lips. “In that case, I can let it slide.” Lin Qingyan frowned, “Teacher Si?”
Si Fuqing’s unexpected willingness to compromise made her skeptical.
“You can take her place,” Si Fuqing’s lips curled. “So, protect her or protect yourself—make a choice.”
Lin Qingyan’s smile froze on her face, “What are you talking about, Teacher Si? I don’t understand.”
“It appears you’re not as sisterly as you claim,” Si Fuqing’s smile vanished, replaced by an icy demeanor. “If you’re not willing to stand in for her, then leave. I’m busy and don’t have time for idle chatter.”
When she wasn’t smiling, a chill emanated from her, tinting even her eyes with a cold hue.
It was as if the mist over distant mountains had dispersed, leaving only the snow-capped peaks, cold and unyielding.
Xu Xiyun also sensed the shift in Si Fuqing’s mood. For a moment, an intangible pressure filled the room, making him feel somewhat suffocated.
Lin Qingyan’s face turned pale, struggling to contain her anger. Her fingers trembled as she took a deep breath, “I tried to make peace, yet you still act so aggressively. The entertainment industry isn’t so large that we can avoid each other. Do you really think you can offend the whole industry without repercussions?”
“Fine!” Lin Qingyan scoffed again, “When it comes time for the public performance and mentors are to invite celebrity guests, I’d love to see who you can bring.”
Si Fuqing no longer paid her any attention, her voice cold and distant, “Leave.” Just then, Xie Yu finished his dance practice.
Wiping his sweat, he strode over with a casual air, kicking the door open,
“Teacher Lin, please.”
“Xie bro, you got it wrong,” Xu Xiyun chimed in, maintaining a straight face.
“Teacher Si said ‘leave.”
“Ah, my mistake,” Xie Yu politely corrected, “Teacher Lin, leave.”
Humiliated several times, especially in front of the trainees, Lin Qingyan had no face left to stay.
She stormed out, her face flushed crimson.
Xu Xiyun locked the door, snorting dismissively, “I used to think Lin Qingyan was a decent person. Turns out she’s just a smiling tiger, utterly despicable.”
“Brother Xie, you made the wise choice not to pick her as your mentor,” Xu Xiyun continued. “Who knows if she’d stab you in the back someday.”
Xie Yu responded nonchalantly, “I do judge by appearances, after all.”
Scratching his head, Xu Xiyun looked at Si Fuqing’s heavy makeup and had a sudden realization, “Ah, so Brother Xie, you like this style!”
Xie Yu paused for a moment, “Let’s have fish for lunch.”
“Why fish? Fish has so many bones. I like pork; I’m still growing,” Xu Xiyun muttered.
Xie Yu glanced at him as he sauntered away, “Fish makes you smarter; pork makes you dumber.”
Xu Xiyun.?
Under immense pressure, Xu Ruotong and Lin Qingyan had no choice but to issue public apologies. The production team also released an apology statement. Oddly, all three issued their apologies around 2 or 3 in the morning.
Finally, at nine in the morning, the long- silent Tianle Media spoke up.
Tianle Media’s official social media account posted: [Regarding the dispute between our company and Ms. Xu of Huashi Entertainment, we have reached a settlement. Based on the principle of magnanimity, we will not pursue the matter further.]
This resDonse was within manv Deoole’s exoectations.
[See, I told you Tianle Media wouldn’t stand up for Si Fuqing. If they were going to, they would have done it by now.]
[Si Fuqing really took a silent loss this time. Tianle Media must have received some benefits from Huashi. She’s been slandered for nothing.]
[Let’s see what Si Fuqing will do next.]
Xu Ruotong, who had been closely monitoring the online chatter, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Huashi had been so infuriated by the incident that they had severed all her engagements, effectively blacklisting her—all because of Si Fuqing.
She absolutely couldn’t afford to get involved in a lawsuit now. Although she had only been a minor model in the entertainment industry, she had managed to save up several million in her bank account.
If her entertainment career was over, she could always turn to livestreaming. But that would become impossible if she got embroiled in a lawsuit.
Tianle Media’s statement also seemed to block any future moves Si Fuqing might have had.
Feeling emboldened, Xu Ruotong stood at the entrance of the “Youth With You” training base and dialed a number she had obtained from Lin Qingyan.
“Si Fuqing, you’ve kicked up such a fuss, and what have you gained? I actually feel sorry for you,” she said smugly. “Let me tell you straight up, I’ve already found a new livestreaming platform. I can still make money.”
“Yes, I spread rumors, but what can you do about it? Have me arrested? Do you even have the power to do that? I’d like to see you try!”
Having said her piece, Xu Ruotong promptly hung up the phone, feeling as though she had vented her frustrations.
She snorted disdainfully, put away her phone, and prepared to leave in her high heels.
But before she could take a step, she heard a voice from behind her.
Yu Xiheng’s slender fingers were lightly clasped, resting on the armrest of his wheelchair. His voice was slow, but the undertone of menace was unmistakable.
“You’re quite audacious,” he said..