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The director stood beside Shen Yan's manager. Hearing that, he looked at Shen Yan with some sympathy.

He had seen plenty of things in this industry.

This time, someone was clearly trying to screw Shen Yan over.

But that video had caused far too much of a negative impact. If they kept Shen Yan on, the production team would definitely be buried under bad reviews.

It would not be fair to the other artists.

"Shen Yan, if there's been some misunderstanding, explain it to your manager as soon as possible. It would be best if you can clear it up. If there's a chance to work together later, I'd still be very willing to work with you.

"As for compensation, deal with this matter first. If you can explain it clearly, come back for the next episode."

The director left Shen Yan a way out.

But his manager immediately rejected the opportunity. "A dog can't stop eating shit. He's just got a craving for men. His legs go weak whenever he sees one—he was born cheap. You don't need to save him any face. Once we're back at the company and he pays the breach-of-contract penalty, our company will terminate his contract immediately."

The manager did not mince words. After speaking, he roared at Shen Yan, "What are you dawdling for? Get your ass over here! Keep wasting my time and I'll make you pay compensation!"

Shen Yan had charged his phone a little, and it finally powered on.

He rolled his eyes. "What's the rush? Aren't I looking for evidence of my innocence? You knew perfectly well that I followed that casting director to the room. Fifteen minutes later, I came out. Not only did I come out, I came out with a recording. You watched that recording too, so why have you and Lu Xingchuan both suddenly developed amnesia today?

"Amnesia is fine. I'll find that recording and help refresh your memories."

The manager's eyelid twitched.

Two years ago, he had not yet been Shen Yan's manager. He had only been one of Shen Yan's assistants.

At the time, Lu Xingchuan had wanted to land the male lead role in Fragrant Years.

To help him fight for the resource, Shen Yan had indeed recorded a video of a casting director.

It was also because of that video that the casting director had done everything in his power to help Lu Xingchuan secure the role.

This...

Two years had passed, and Shen Yan still had that video?

Afraid something might go wrong, the manager glanced at Lu Xingchuan and strode toward Shen Yan.

"Quit stalling for time. I'm telling you, don't even think about weaseling out of a single cent of the penalty. Come with me right now!"

The manager was in his thirties, of average build, with quite a belly.

He stepped forward, grabbed Shen Yan, and tried to drag him out.

But the instant his hand touched Shen Yan's wrist—

Crack!

Right there on the spot, Shen Yan gave him a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree Thomas-style wrist dislocation performance.

"Ahh~"

The manager instantly let out a miserable scream. His face went deathly pale, and sweat poured down his face.

Lu Xingchuan hurried forward. "Shen Yan, what are you doing?! After doing something like that, are you trying to add intentional assault and injury to your crimes? How did you become like this? You've really disappointed me!"

As he spoke, Lu Xingchuan tried to snatch Shen Yan's phone.

Shen Yan kicked the manager aside, then swung a fist at Lu Xingchuan's head with a bang. "Get lost!"

[Who started this livestream? The footage is kind of shaky!]

[The resolution isn't great, but we can still see what's happening.]

[So does Shen Yan actually have evidence or not?]

[Holy shit, Xie Xun was originally set to be the male lead in Fragrant Years. He was practically about to sign the contract when it suddenly changed to Lu Xingchuan. Lu Xingchuan wasn't even more popular than Shen Yan back then, was he?]

[Could Lu Xingchuan's role really have been secured by Shen Yan?]

In a livestream room that had suddenly appeared, the barrage of comments was flying by so fast it nearly covered the screen.

Lu Xingchuan failed to grab the phone and was caught off guard by Shen Yan's punch to the forehead. Stars burst before his eyes, and he staggered back two steps.

He retreated.

Unhurriedly, Shen Yan found a video in the original owner's phone.

That fool had kept the video instead of deleting it not because he intended to threaten Lu Xingchuan with it one day, but because he wanted to keep some leverage in hand, just in case he could use it to help Lu Xingchuan secure more resources.

Shen Yan looked coldly at Lu Xingchuan and pressed play.

[Shit, the footage is way too far away. We can't see anything!]

[Take screenshots and enlarge them—you can see it!]

"Forgot, did you? I love scenes where dead memories suddenly come back to attack people. Amnesia is fine. I'll post this video directly on Weibo. If you still have any hope for your memories and want to save them, go take a look anytime!

"Oh, right, my dear manager must have changed my Weibo account password..."

Before Shen Yan could finish, Bai Jing sprang up. "Use mine! Please help me gain some followers!"

[???]

[Bai Jing, you're killing me!]

[If you want to help, just say you want to help. Why come up with such a roundabout scheme? But I love it!]

"Send it to me. I'll repost it for you," Song Qianshan said as well.

Pei Heng waved his phone. "Just a reminder: I'm livestreaming. Since you promised to help repost it, don't go back on your word, or the viewers in the livestream room might come after you."

[Ah! Pei Heng is the one livestreaming!]

[He loves him so much!]

[The Jury is real!]

[I suddenly feel so bad for Pei Heng. Shen Yan was willing to go this far to secure resources for Lu Xingchuan back then. Shen Yan must have really loved Lu Xingchuan at the time.]

The moment Pei Heng spoke, Lu Xingchuan's face darkened as he looked over.

Pei Heng was livestreaming!

Then just now, didn't that mean...

Lu Xingchuan's eyes were practically murderous.

Shen Yan finished what he had not said earlier. "...Although my manager changed my Weibo password, I have an alt account! Hehehehehe! I'm posting it now!"

Shen Yan moved his fingers, about to upload the video.

"Also, Sister Bai Jing, Sister Shanshan, repost a copy too."

Bai Jing immediately hugged her phone and waited for Shen Yan to make a move. "No problem, no problem. I'll definitely gain followers!"

Song Qianshan gave Xie Li a cool glance. Her phone buzzed, and she reposted the video Shen Yan had sent her.

Standing there, Xie Li felt as though all the blood in her body had gone cold in an instant.

How could this be?!

"Shen Yan, why do you have a video from two years ago saved on your phone?" Xie Li feigned concern. "What happened today really turned into a misunderstanding. Someone leaked a video from two years ago, and luckily you just happened to have a complete version on your phone. Otherwise, it really would have been impossible to explain."

Shen Yan had actually managed to strike back on the spot.

Since Pei Heng was livestreaming, Xie Li tried her best to steer things toward the idea that Shen Yan had orchestrated the whole thing himself.

The moment Shen Yan's manager heard that, he immediately snapped, "Shen Yan, what do you mean by this? You were the one who told me to cooperate with you and take the route of getting famous through scandal before clearing your name. Why did you hit me so hard just now?!

"I cooperated with you and posted that kind of Weibo post. Why did you still have to twist my hand out of place?!"