What the Hell Is the Scoop? Hurry Up and Tell Us!

Episode 4: Is That Mama's Boy Weaned Yet?

How did Song Yichuan know about something like that? He had clearly kept it buried tight!

Huo Renjie was shocked, but his face also burned hot with embarrassment.

He subconsciously turned around and saw the people on the sofa trying to suppress their laughter with straight faces. Clearly, they had already heard Song Yichuan's inner thoughts.

In fact, after the entertainment industry bigshots had visited the Song family, this guy had already become famous.

The distinguished guests had all heard that bizarre muttering to himself, and the earth-shattering gossip he revealed was confirmed that very night.

The award-winning director had not only been beaten into the hospital, but was also placed under police investigation. His career was basically ruined, and he might even have to spend a few years behind bars.

Money could not resolve it, since the thing wealthy families lacked least was money.

Huo Renjie had not been there at the time. When he heard about it later, he only thought it was ridiculous.

Hearing someone's thoughts was one thing, but how could he possibly know so many secrets from the highest circles?

Did he think these bigshots and their children were pushovers?

So, when Huo Renjie heard that Song Yichuan had joined the filming too, he immediately found an opportunity to stir up trouble, hoping to shatter this guy's gossip halo. Yet he ended up falling into his own trap!

How did Song Yichuan know he had drunk Wangzai Milk this morning too?

As the refined young master's face alternated between red and white, the director suddenly came out and broke the awkward stalemate.

"Guests, please proceed to the bus. We will depart immediately for the seaside villa to begin filming."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people waiting on the sofa slowly rose to their feet. The livestream camera quickly turned toward them, and the eagerly waiting fans went wild.

"Ah!"

"It really is Gu Yunyu, the third young master of the Gu Group! I heard he already got his master's degree from Stanku Business School. The moment he arrived on Wall Street, he pulled off an acquisition deal and made over a hundred million dollars out of thin air. He's a business genius!"

"Holy shit, Young Master Jiang is amazing. He really managed to invite him!"

"Are you kidding? Anyone who can get on this variety show is either rich or noble. Who among them could possibly be lacking?"

"Take Meng Qiong, for example. He comes from a prestigious compound and is third-generation revolutionary royalty. His aunts and uncles are all historically renowned figures. He does scientific research and started his own business, and his company is already worth tens of billions. He's a proper red-blooded heir with limitless prospects!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"And there's Fu Zhouchi, the man in charge of Fuji Group. He's a typical representative of capital, controlling the entire entertainment industry. Whoever he promotes becomes popular. I heard one variety show was funded by him. He's also insanely handsome—the pinnacle of the Jin Yu type is totally my thing, hahaha."

"Compared to them, Huo Renjie is a little lacking, but he's still outstanding enough."

"His five-star hotels are spread across the country, and he has investments in major overseas cities too. Add in the income from shopping malls, and it's enough for three generations to squander!"

"There's also one ordinary person. He looks pretty good and keeps a low profile. He seems like he'd be well-liked by viewers. For some reason, I'm kind of optimistic about him!"

"Won't the director introduce him?"

"Wait, isn't that Song Yichuan? He came too? How much money did he stuff into the production team? Isn't he afraid he'll go bankrupt after filming and never earn it back?"

"What is going on with this variety show?"

"This is lowering the show's standards, isn't it?"

"The edited clips of Song Yichuan deliberately speaking without restraint on variety shows to attract attention are still circulating!"

"I'd bet Song Yichuan will definitely flop this time. If he doesn't flop completely, I'll eat shit standing on my head!"

Song Yichuan, who had just boarded the bus, saw that livestream comment and was speechless.

Come on, bro. Isn't that a bit much? Why set yourself up like that?

He exited the livestream and carefully recalled the original plot. His pale pink lips pressed together. In order to shape Song Yichuan into a vicious male supporting character, the original author had truly gone to great lengths. Not only was he written as narrow-minded and jealous, but he was also given the intelligence and personality of an immature, foolish little villain.

Before Song Jiaren took him back, he had done terribly in the entertainment industry. He was slow-witted and loved stealing the spotlight to stand out. He did not follow the rules when appearing on variety shows, always abruptly jumping out to claim a position. He also spoke without thinking and offended people without even realizing it.

In the end, the production team edited him into a lunatic by cutting out the beginning and end of his scenes. Short clips and GIFs spread rapidly, sending his already precarious reputation plummeting straight to rock bottom.

After becoming a young master of the Song family, he and Lu Chen naturally became a contrast pair when they appeared on shows together. His extreme resentment, stupidity, and low quality displayed every cliché in the novel to the fullest, leading to a boycott across the internet. Even his biological parents and siblings were deeply disappointed in him, and he ultimately ended up abandoned.

At that thought, Song Yichuan sneered. Fuck, I was worked to death by capital in my last life. There's no way I'll be cannon fodder again in this one!

If I don't show off all eighteen of my skills, do you really think this top entertainment journalist is a nobody?

Hearing the scoff, Lu Cheng in the other row glanced over from the corner of his eye and saw the curve of Song Yichuan's lips. His eyes darkened.

He had thought this idiot from the entertainment industry would be easy to handle, but now it seemed he needed to change his strategy.

The bus had already started moving when the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes. The director, who had been assigned to another vehicle, suddenly rushed aboard. "Sorry, everyone. We've temporarily added another guest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately stepped aside.

The man who slowly appeared made everyone on the bus hold their breath, as though the air itself had frozen.

Huo Renjie in the front row spoke nervously.

"Brother Yu, why are you back?"

Hearing that, Song Yichuan looked up. When he saw the man's face clearly, his expression froze slightly. Holy shit, he's way too fucking handsome! He crushes everyone on this bus—even everyone in the entertainment industry!

And he was not the European mixed-race type. He had a purely Chinese elegance: phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, a sharp jawline, and a long, graceful neck. Every movement carried the noble air of an emperor.

Especially those soul-stealing eyes. His deep gaze swept over everything, giving people the illusion that he was saying, Mm. Everyone here is beneath me.

Song Yichuan also found him somewhat familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before. Could he have been the man walking beside him that night?

While he was still wondering, the man called Brother Yu strode over on his long legs under everyone's watchful eyes and sat down beside Song Yichuan without hesitation.

Song Yichuan was a little surprised. He blinked. What's going on?

Huh?

Let me see whether there's any gossip in the melon patch!

Heh, there really is!

On the bus, the heirs heard his inner thoughts and became wildly excited. While secretly glancing at the new guest's expression, they screamed frantically in their hearts, What the hell is the scoop? Hurry up and tell us!