Who was the real couple?

That evening, Wang Xiao did not arrange a banquet, instead having everyone return to their rooms to eat.

Sure enough, this incident had dealt the production team another heavy blow.

The internet was full of negative comments about the production team, and even some big stars who had suffered negative consequences from previous episodes personally stepped in to trash them.

Pei Hanmo contacted Gu Chupei as soon as he returned to his room, discussing how things were developing online.

After his shower, Chu Xinghui saw that Pei Hanmo was on the phone. Not wanting to interrupt him, he sat on the bed and opened Weibo to chat with his fans in the comments.

[Chu Xinghui: Everyone, come chat @everyone]

[Your servant wishes you well~ May your servant live one year, another year, and one more year~]

[What? What did you @?! Do you think this is a WeChat group?]

[Our cross-dressing livestream! Don't forget!]

[Chu Xinghui: I haven't forgotten. I've already bought the outfit. Just wait.]

[Chu Xinghui's little manager Gu Kai: Don't get your hopes up.]

[? What do you mean?]

[???]

[Why has his manager suddenly dropped into the comments?]

[Huihui! Fan Weicai is talking smack about you on Weibo! Aren't you going to take a look?]

Because of Chu Xinghui, Fan Weicai had also gained a little attention, but it was for being sleazy.

The image he had built on Weibo had shattered overnight, and footage from the set had even leaked.

Following the principle that if his reputation went down, he had to take someone else's down with him, and with Chu Xinghui catching up to his follower count in such a short time, Fan Weicai began writing a lengthy Weibo post.

[Fan Weicai: Regarding this acting segment, all I want to say is, those who know, know. The production crew knows what it did, too. They called cut on me countless times, but never once on Chu Xinghui.

I don't know what I did wrong. Maybe I just got in someone's way. It was my own fault for being blind and failing to see the rules of the entertainment industry.

If there's a next time, I definitely won't mess with these people.]

The comments were full of fans comforting him, with some even cursing Chu Xinghui and spreading rumors about him.

[Who does Chu Xinghui think he is? Didn't he just get up there and dance with a fan? Absolutely crushed it, my ass. Who knows which sleazy old man bought him that trending spot.]

[Don't be sad, Caicai. He slept his way to the top. We're above associating with him.]

[Are you okay, Fan Weicai? How about eating some preserved plums to calm down? Sleeping his way to the top? Never mind the cuts for now, your acting simply wasn't as good as Chu Xinghui's.]

Chu Xinghui stopped scrolling and dropped into the comments just as he had last time.

[Chu Xinghui: I hear everyone's pretty curious about me? Messing with me means you've hit a brick wall (finger heart.jpg)! Older Brother Caicai is amazing! See you at the next livestream (kissy.jpg)]

Only then did Fan Weicai remember that the two of them still had a livestream together. Chu Xinghui was now a bigger name than he was. Saying a few things online was fine... but in person, there was no telling who would have more presence.

He quietly deleted the post, directly slapping the fans cheering him on in the face.

Chu Xinghui would be coming to the livestream tomorrow as soon as his variety show finished!

His manager's complaints on his phone were practically jabbing him in the face. He turned it off, convinced that he had done nothing wrong.

"All right, let's welcome Fan Weicai, Ye Jing'er, and Chu Xinghui to the livestream!"

Although the host had said Fan Weicai's name first, the center seat was clearly meant for Chu Xinghui.

Chu Xinghui stepped over and sat to the side.

"No, no, no. Our Cai~cai~ is the male lead. Of course he should sit in the middle."

On the third day of the variety show, Wang Xiao, sporting dark circles, hastily wrapped up the livestream. All the guests posted their thoughts about the show on Weibo, hoping to help him.

After all, the variety show had run for quite a few installments. It could not be judged solely on these two mistakes.

Chu Xinghui arrived at the livestream venue in Pei Hanmo's car and changed clothes just in time for the broadcast.

[Fan Weicai just took the center seat without a shred of shame?]

[Does he not realize Chu Xinghui is being sarcastic?]

[I'm dying. Can't take damage if you don't get it.]

Although Fan Weicai was wary inside, he still acted composed and sat between the two of them.

The host began moving things along.

"All right, now that all three guests are here, it's time to introduce our story..."

After introducing the plot of Please Love Me a Little More, the host asked the guests a question.

"Since Fan Weicai plays a character who has to desperately try to win his wife back, what are your thoughts on the role?"

"Hmm..."

Fan Weicai pondered.

"He's very handsome."

"...That's it?"

What else could a male lead do besides be handsome?

Fan Weicai looked at the host questioningly.

"What else?"

[Hard to comment on this... Bro, do you really not read the script?]

[It's fine. At least this proves the livestream isn't scripted.]

[You didn't exactly look handsome playing him, either, did you?]

The host's face was one step away from becoming a sweating emoji as he continued with a question for Chu Xinghui.

"Now, Chu Xinghui, we all know that Hui was bullied by thugs as a child in the story, yet grew up to become a thug himself. As the saying goes, the young demon slayer eventually becomes a demon. Is there anyone you particularly hate?"

This question was blatantly trying to stir up conflict between Chu Xinghui and Fan Weicai. Everyone here knew that Fan Weicai had quietly deleted his Weibo post last night.

[Are they finally going to argue?]

[Fight, fight!]

A crowd of viewers waiting in the livestream for entertainment looked forward to the two arguing.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xinghui lowered his head in thought for a moment, then asked,

"You're talking about the young demon slayer eventually becoming a demon, right?"

"Yes."

"Rich people."

"Huh?"

Seeing that the host had not caught on, Chu Xinghui looked at him and answered seriously.

"I hate rich people. Very much."

[Well... he's not wrong.]

[If you put it that way, I hate rich people too... Can someone give me a million out of nowhere?]

[Another vote for hating them.]

"Hahaha, Huihui really knows how to joke."

The host laughed it off and looked at the livestream comments.

"Thank you to [You Haven't Taught Me to Cook Yet] for the gifts. What did our big spender say?"

[You Haven't Taught Me to Cook Yet: Chu Xinghui! Don't even think about backing out this time! Teach me to cook fish!]

Wen Liangtian simply threw his money around, gifting his way to the top of the livestream's donor rankings.

[There he is, there he is. The rich person Chu Xinghui hates.]

[Help, spending all that money just for one dish... I'm kind of shipping it!]

[Does the person above not know? Our Star-Filled Sky ship already has a Super Topic! It's just not popular!]

The host no longer expected this batch of viewers to be of any help. He put down his phone and continued chatting with Ye Jing'er.

Seeing Wen Liangtian's message above, Chu Xinghui took out his phone and posted directly on Weibo.

[Chu Xinghui: @Wen Liangtian Easy. Come over to my place when you're free (you know.jpg)]

[?]

[You two?]

[Sorry, forgive me, but I can't tell who's the top.]

[Star-Filled Sky, activate!]

In the car, Pei Hanmo saw Chu Xinghui's Weibo post and raised his eyebrows.

It looked like he needed to give the fans a hint about who the real couple was.