New Round of Heat Surge

"Is it starting yet?"

"Not yet~"

"It must be starting now, right?"

"No, there's still about ten minutes."

"Okay, okay, wake me when it starts."

An Luning was getting a little impatient waiting for the show to begin. Those ten-plus minutes felt exceptionally long.

However, she didn't dare to complain further because her agent, Sister Hong, was sitting in front of the TV, drinking tea and chatting with Zhang Xiaorong.

Only she, who couldn't sit still, was pacing around the hotel suite in shorts, her two fair legs dangling, asking every so often if the show had started.

Only Zhang Xiaorong had that much patience; she answered every time she asked.

Sister Hong's mood was a bit helpless because she had just learned that Zhang Xiaorong had signed with Bai Youlou's company.

Of course, signing didn't mean she couldn't be poached.

Sister Hong still thought highly of Zhang Xiaorong, but she also decided to pay a little more attention to Bai Youlou. Every time they met, that kid managed to refresh her understanding of him.

If Bai Youlou could still "defy fate" under such circumstances, honestly, their Huaxing Company, being rich and powerful, could simply buy the company Bai Youlou had just started, bringing both Bai Youlou and Zhang Xiaorong "under their wing." It wouldn't be difficult.

Whether it was making movies or writing songs, Huaxing had enough platforms and resources for Bai Youlou to fully display his talents.

The premise was that he truly possessed enough talent to warrant such an investment.

"Xiaorong, don't be so embarrassed. You really haven't wronged me; we're friends, aren't we?"

"Thank you, Sister Hong, but I've really troubled you all a lot, even with the hotel..."

"Could An Luning and I let you stay at a budget hotel? Speaking of which, isn't Bai Youlou a bit too stingy? I'm not saying a five-star hotel, but at least get you something a bit classier."

While expressing closeness, Sister Hong didn't forget to criticize Bai Youlou for being stingy.

Zhang Xiaorong patiently explained, "He's out of money, and besides..."

"Besides what?"

"It's nothing, really. I don't really know, but he still has quite a few plans."

What Zhang Xiaorong was about to say was that Bai Youlou still had to go abroad to attend a film festival and would have many expenses.

But then she remembered that they didn't even know if the movie would be nominated yet... so it wasn't good to speak too soon.

Sister Hong shook her head helplessly and clicked on the trending searches. "Could this be his next plan?"

"What, what? Let me see~"

A small head suddenly popped out from behind the sofa, leaning towards the phone.

After a few seconds of looking, An Luning let out a shriek, her face turning red. "Aiya! What is this!"

This time, Zhang Xiaorong's reaction wasn't much better. She bit her lip, her face flushed crimson.

Only Sister Hong, being older and more experienced, was unaffected. She chuckled, "This kind of publicity stunt... is quite novel. He's really willing to go all out."

The phone clearly showed discussions about Bai Youlou's 'dimensions,' and even dug up some old photos of him, scrutinizing them for clues...

Now, the matter was basically settled.

If Bai Youlou hadn't basically "exited the entertainment industry," he might have earned the nickname "Sculptor King of the Inner Circle."

"He's publicizing this?! That's shameless!" An Luning said fiercely.

However, Sister Hong spoke up for Bai Youlou, "I'm just joking. This is indeed an accidental event; his natural endowments are just too good~"

"Sister Hong, please stop talking..."

The two inexperienced young girls really couldn't discuss such matters, but it was hard to say whether they would secretly research it under the covers.

But soon, An Luning stirred up new trouble, even saying, "That young host from Zhelan TV, maybe she... and also Dong Lu..."

Before Sister Hong could scold her, the TV chimed in with a helpful assist.

"Talent Show" had finally begun.

"Watch TV, watch TV~ I've prepared snacks."

An Luning, realizing she had spoken nonsense again, quickly changed the subject. She sat between Sister Hong and Zhang Xiaorong, handing each of them a bag of snacks, and cozily settled on the sofa, ready to watch the show.

However, after finally waiting for Bai Youlou to appear, the show's development was not what they had imagined.

They thought that with Bai Youlou's talent, even if he was controversial, he would at least stun everyone on stage.

Instead, halfway through his song, he got into an argument with the judge, Wang Jiahua.

One and a half minutes of singing, two and a half minutes of arguing.

Shanghai TV was truly abiding by the "spirit of contract." They didn't hold back on what they had promised Bai Youlou.

They gave him plenty of screen time.

Most of his verbal sparring with Wang Jiahua was broadcast directly.

"Bullying! Why wouldn't they let him finish his song?!"

An Luning felt anxious watching the TV, but she managed to hold back. She secretly glanced at Sister Hong's expression.

However, to her surprise, Sister Hong wasn't paying attention to her. Instead, she was resting her chin on her hand, looking somewhat regretful.

An Luning looked at Zhang Xiaorong again. Hmm? She doesn't seem surprised.

"Sister Zhang, you knew?"

Zhang Xiaorong nodded gently. Looking at the nonchalant teenager on the TV who had just cursed and walked away, her eyes held an unreadable expression.

Taking a deep breath, she knew that everything Bai Youlou had said was about to begin!

Defying the whole world!

"I'm going to win the championship!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally firm.

"Sister Zhang, I support you! Go for it!"

Sister Hong tapped the armrest of the sofa lightly with her fingers. After thinking for a few seconds, she smiled and said, "I support you too."

The former's support was mostly just lip service, but the latter's support seemed to carry a different meaning.

Sister Hong, whose full name was Fang Jihong, was one of the most renowned golden agents in the entertainment industry.

Coupled with the backing of the domestic entertainment giant Huaxing Entertainment, and being the head of the entire artist management department, the resources she could mobilize were terrifying if she wanted to.

Almost in sync with the program, as Bai Youlou just left the stage of "Talent Show" on TV, the discussions online had already ignited a new wave of soaring popularity.

"Although I really dislike Wang Jiahua, and always thought he was pretentious and greasy, if Bai Youlou is on the opposite side of him, then I'll make a decision that goes against my ancestors: Wang Jiahua, go ahead and curse him to death!"

"Exactly! Pop the champagne! He deserves to be cursed out like that. Why should this kind of third-party guy still want to make a living in the entertainment industry?!"

"I'm dying of laughter. Bai Youlou has no dignity at all now, he's a complete clown, going crazy on TV."

"What a shame, the half-song he sang actually sounded pretty good. Who wrote it for him? Surely no one believes Bai Youlou wrote that song, right?"

"Clown, trying to erase his scandals with half a so-called original song? Nonsense, the internet has memory."

"You know what, if he's willing to entertain us like this on stage, I'm actually willing to contribute some viewership. Keep it up, I love watching this."

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"Talent Show" benefited greatly from the buzz, giving other programs a good start.

If nothing unexpected happened, the subsequent programs would not be stingy with Bai Youlou's screen time.

Wang Jiahua, who had been arguing with Bai Youlou, was also very satisfied because the situation online was basically one-sided.

He knew his impromptu decision at the scene was correct.

This time, he had truly become the "righteous figure," severely punishing someone like Bai Youlou.

Seeing his Weibo filled with comments of encouragement and support, he happily picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Continue, don't stop~

"Is no one discussing the song Bai Youlou sang? I really want to hear the full version..."

Seeing comments like this, Wang Jiahua sneered. A song? It was useless no matter what he sang.

As for the slogan promoting a movie printed on Bai Youlou's clothes, there was some discussion, but it was all about boycotting.

"Don't end up getting the movie theaters to pull it down~ Hahaha!"

"Let's all have a drink!"

"Brothers, please support me on Tuesday. It's almost time to decide the next round of recommendations. Brothers who are saving this book, remember to catch up on Tuesday. The better the results, the more I'll update when I go premium!"