Chapter 22: Polish the Hearts of Scoundrels
Chapter 22: Polish the Hearts of Scoundrels
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The office was so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Director Chen took a few deep breaths and steadied his emotions, pretending to be calm. "Since they started the stream, let’s see what kind of tricks they can come up with."
Immediately, people got back to work. Using professional equipment, they projected the stream onto an LCD screen that occupied an entire wall.
Director Chen found a swivel chair to sit on, his expression heavy like a sinking ship.
‘So what, isn’t it just ahead of schedule? What are they going to compete with if they don’t have a good venue and cast?’
This time, Muyao TV had put in their blood and tears. They managed to successfully attain a small mountain village south of the city, next to a bamboo forest. The scenery and privacy of the setting were first-class.
As for the lineup, Jiang Chen was the hot teen idol with first-rate traffic in the entertainment industry for the past two years. Qin Wanyan was the lead singer of the girl group ‘SHINY’. Since the formation of the group, the member turnover rate has been skyhigh, making it a consistent hot topic of discussion.
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As for the other pair, Fu Jiayan and Yu Miaomiao, both were highly gossiped individuals. A while back, the two were filmed by the paparazzi wearing matching watches. Now, the netizens were all anticipating for them to disclose their relationship on "Heartbeat".
These four couldn’t compete with Shi Sui on their own, but now that it was four versus two, it was a different story.
Not only did Xiang Yi have negative reviews online, but she had also lost her character’s reputation in real life. When she first debuted, her popularity was considerably above average. However, she would be late and throw her status around,her professional capability was
To Director Chen, Xiang Yi was Shi Sui’s ball and chain. With her personality, she could bring down the entire variety show single-handedly.
So… All he had to do was sit and wait for the clownfest to start.
Director Chen comforted himself.
The minute hand hit 9:30.
In the livestream, the screen turned from black to bright.
The first thing that caught everyone’s eyes was the bright and airy living room.
With a cool color themed interior, a few ornamental decorations quickly highlighted the taste of the owner. Aside from this, there was no extra clutter, and it was exquisite like a showroom.
It was beautiful for sure, but it lacked a breath of life.
A light was on in the room, but it was dark nonetheless. Vaguely, conversations from the staff could be heard in the background. It was immediately followed by a deep magnetic voice that was clearly transmitted to everyone’s ears through the radio equipment.
"Are we live?"
The staff hadn’t turned off the live comments, and in the blink of an eye, the entire screen had been flooded with comments from netizens.
—[So smooth, so smooth! My god, my ears are pregnant ahhh!]
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—[Mr. Cameraman, show us his face right now! I’ll buy you drumsticks for dinner!!]
—[Shi Sui! Sisters, it’s Shi Sui! I’m screaming like a groundhog in spring!]
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Director Chen felt his heart drop. He had underestimated Shi Sui’s popularity.
The staff hurriedly tried to close the live comments, but Director Chen stopped them. "Leave them on. Let’s see the authentic reactions of the netizens."
"Okay, okay."
The live comments were adjusted so that they would not interfere with the broadcast.
At the same time.
The camera shifted its focus onto the silhouette of a slender back.
"Whoosh—" The curtains of the full-length window were pulled open. Light poured in, exposing the lens for a moment until it gradually and clearly focused on Shi Sui’s hand.
The joints of his fingers became distinct, his hands glowing cool white under the sun, faintly revealing his pale blue blood vessels and the impeccable outline of his structure.
He turned around, wearing a simple white shirt buttoned to the top. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses was perched on the bridge of his nose, and his thin lips were raised toward the camera.
"Good morning."
With a mere smile, he could polish the hearts of scoundrels and invert the nature of all sentient beings.
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