The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress - Chapter 325

Chapter 325: 125 bursts, enough to be recorded in history (second update)_1
She saw the top trending topic on social media had changed from “Chu Yue” to “Zhongguang Group”.

vZhongguang Group: [Acting is an art, not entertainment [image]]

The picture showed Chu Yue and Yan Lu in the same frame, with Chu Yue on the left sitting on a false horse, and Yan Lu on the right holding a gun and riding a tall horse.

vThe State Administration of Radio, Film and Television retweeted and commented: [What exactly is on the left side?]

The photo, once released, showcased a stark contrast that made it clear at a glance who had acting skills and who was just “entertainment”.

And just like that, Weibo exploded.

Many younger people may not understand the strength of Zhongguang Group.

But everyone in the entertainment circle knows what the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television is.

A bunch of Chu Yue’s fans, not daring to attack the administration, went crazy in the comments section under Zhongguang Group’s post—

[Our brother is just suffering from a cold and can’t ride a horse!]

[Are you also trying to leech off Chu Yue’s popularity?]

[…]

Tail: [Wait, what age group are Chu Yue’s fans?]

Xiao_linbby: [Ever heard of Zhongguang Securities, Zhongguang Bonds, Zhongguang Heavy Industries? Ever heard of Zhongguang Bank at least? Know about railways, highways? One-third of those are invested by Zhongguang.]

[Your Tianhuan Entertainment’s total assets combined aren’t worth a tenth of Zhongguang’s annual bonds.]

[Do you know what kind of unit Zhongguang is? Read more books, don’t just watch entertainment all day long; at least then you’d understand what Zhongguang Group does.]

The State Administration of Radio, Film and Television took the lead in criticizing Chu Yue.

A bunch of official media joined the fray, suggesting that it was high time the entertainment industry was cleaned up.

Chu Yue and Tianhuan Entertainment started to panic, reaching out to Yan Lu and the Dayong Crew.

They had stoked the flames too high, and now they found it not so easy to disengage; they were in the predicament of riding a tiger and unable to dismount. For the moment, topics related to “What exactly is going on with the domestic entertainment” remained highly popular.

Compared to Chu Yue,

Man Xi was truly in deep waters.

“Why did you like Chu Yue’s Weibo for no reason?” Her agent scolded Man Xi ferociously, “It was okay before, but now Chu Yue is officially labeled as ‘entertainment’. Anything about him cannot be aired. Why the hell did you ‘like’ his post?”

Not to mention the bigwigs from Starlight, Chu Yue, Man Xi, and the rest, Sister Xin herself was blown away.

No…

Sister Xin thought about Bai Lian and then about Jiang Fulai…

She always felt she understood them completely, yet the two kept expanding her worldview.

Just who exactly are these two?

At this moment, the untouchable giant in the entertainment industry—Tianhuan—seemed like a tiny shrimp? Sister Xin was utterly confused.

**

Bai Lian didn’t go online and was unaware of what was happening on Weibo.

In the class group chat, Weng Qi was going berserk.

Weng Qi: [@everyone Who understands, guys, I’m devastated.]

Pu Xiaohan: [Hahahaha]

Qin Wen: [Are we still going hiking tomorrow?]

Weng Qi: [@everyone How could she be such a person?]

Xu Guangming: [I just want to lie down.]

Pu Xiaohan: [@Qin Wen I’m in, I’m in!]

Weng Qi: [@everyone Why is no one paying attention to me? I’m so heartbroken, is there nobody to drink with me?]

Weng Qi: [@everyone Wuuuuu]

Weng Qi: [@everyone A bunch of ungrateful jerks]

[…]

Bai Lian, who was constantly listening to English readings, got continuously interrupted by the mentions: [Who keeps mentioning me?]

Pu Xiaohan: [@Weng Qi]

Qin Wen: [@Weng Qi]

Xu Guangming: [@Weng Qi]

[…]

The response formation was curiously unified.

Bai Lian: [See you when school starts.]

Weng Qi was about to kneel for this group of brats: [Sis, I was wrong!]

Bai Lian continued to quietly listen to her listening practice, while outside, Ji Heng called out to Bai Lian, “Alian, do you think this dress suits your classmate?”

The dress he made for Pu Xiaohan.

It was also a skirt outfit.

The blouse was made of pale pink satin, and he put great care into this dress, with hidden patterns of butterflies, and the skirt’s pink shade graduated from dark to light. The hem was decorated with overlapping patterns of white and goose yellow flowers, with a cascading, magnificent look.

Several butterflies were either perched or with unfolded wings.

Tranquil, yet lively.

Ji Heng always believed that girls of this age should wear bright, vibrant colors. According to his taste, Bai Lian suited white, but red suited her even more.

Vivid and dazzling.

But regrettably, when it came to the clothes he left for Bai Lian,

She only wore light-colored dresses; she had never worn red, pink, or goose yellow dresses.

Afterward, Ji Heng seldom made bright-colored series of dresses for her.

“She will definitely like it,” Bai Lian observed the dress in Ji Heng’s hands closely and let out a light laugh, “I’ll take it to her in a bit.”

Ji Heng folded the dress, placed it in a plastic bag, and handed it to Bai Lian.

Just then, Xu En’s video call came through.