"Lele... wh-what's going on?" Song Dimu's hand trembled slightly around his phone. His account was gaining followers at a terrifying rate.
Xia Shule wasn't trying to claim credit, merely recounting the whole affair: "You didn't know this before, but after that day, I kept having people put pressure on those two Dus. My sixth sense told me that if I kept pushing them, they wouldn't be able to take it and would definitely show up on the day of your debut."
"So I had people prepare all this in advance and told Xiang Lin to coordinate with me at all times. Sure enough, he really showed up today."
"I don't just want them unable to find work. I want Du Jianhao never to be able to work in entertainment again. Pretty vicious, huh? Haha~"
"Better to arrive at the right time than early. Since he came to hand us publicity, we might as well take it. It's pretty fun. I even gained quite a few followers!" Xia Shule beamed.
Song Dimu's eyes gradually reddened. Honestly, aside from his mother and younger brother, Xia Shule was the first person to treat him well.
The humiliation of the past had long since become as insignificant as grains of sand. This was the first person who truly, simply wanted what was best for him.
He had no friends.
He didn't know why, but ever since birth, he seemed to have been constantly bullied.
His alcoholic, abusive father, the classmates who looked down on him, the unreasonable restaurant owner, Jiang Gechen who gave him money, and all those young masters and ladies who disdained him.
Sometimes, he felt he had been born to suffer, following a script heaven had written long ago.
"I..." Song Dimu choked up, unable to speak for a moment.
Xia