Chapter Seventy-Nine
Quite a few fans began to worry. Their idol truly did not have any standout works at the moment, and this production team... seemed rather poor...
When the production team started filming, they made a passable Weibo post. There were barely any reposts, comments, or likes beneath it. If Li Wenchuan had not reposted it, the fans would not even have noticed.
That official account had fewer followers than some major fan accounts on Weibo. It did not look like a marketing account; it looked more like some kind of imitation account. In short, it was utterly shabby.
The official account continued posting afterward, but only sporadically. Sometimes there was no activity at all, as if the production had already flopped. Even some behind-the-scenes shots revealed how impoverished the costumes, makeup, and sets were.
Li Wenchuan thought about it. He had not considered much when dealing with Sun Min. Given his temperament, once he did something, he did it; there was usually no situation he could not handle. So he said, "No one needs to worry about the actors. It will just be delayed slightly from the original schedule."
"Chuan Chuan, you don't need to feel guilty. This isn't your fault."
"That's right. If Sun Min hadn't caused trouble, filming would be proceeding normally now."
They watched Li Wenchuan on the livestream with lowered eyes, speaking slowly. The lights traced the contours of his lovely face. Looking at him like that, he seemed somewhat apologetic about the incident. The fans were practically ready to shout that they forgave him. Why did it feel like he was about to cry in the next second? QAQ.
Li Wenchuan had no idea why the comments had begun comforting him. He was only sleepy after eating his fill. Since coming here, his