frightfiction Chapter 130: Nice to listen to
Chapter 130: Nice to listen to
Du Wenxuan and his wife's reputation collapsed, and the brands they endorsed terminated their contracts and demanded compensation, and the hot search list was almost completely dominated by them.
The speed at which the two companies removed trending searches could not keep up with the increasing number of explosive entries. As the only source of the collapsed news on the entire network, "The Cabin in the Woods" exploded.
Big bang. Big bang.
Three hours after the broadcast began, the number of viewers exceeded 1.3 million, and users of the short video platform are still flocking to the live broadcast room.
This success is not only due to the good image that Du Wenxuan and his wife have deliberately created over the years, but also due to the many films they participated in in their early years and the accumulated middle-aged and elderly fans.
It only took Director Zheng 40 minutes to go from having his blood pressure soar to being able to drink tea calmly.
The CEO of the variety show's cooperating platform called and told him that no matter what accidents occurred during the live broadcast, the show would continue as long as no one died.
Although the boss didn't say it explicitly, he still heard the hidden meaning -
The above means not to allow stopping.
The common way to deal with accidents in live variety shows is to suspend the show. The double collapse of Du Wenxuan and Luo Han was announced a few days ago, and today is the final confirmation.
According to his previous habits, he would have to stop broadcasting for at least an hour to allow the guests to deal with public opinion.
With the order from above, Du Wenxuan and Luo Han's collapse into ruins had nothing to do with him, and he could gain popularity and money just by lying down.
"These two have many rivals and even more fans, so let's just watch the fun." The assistant director took a bottle of iced fat otaku happy water and poured it into the thermos. After thinking for a while, he added a few wolfberries and took a sip with satisfaction.
The investors were laughing so hard that their heads were about to fly off, and they didn't care about the life or death of the guests.
"Why can't I hear that... narration?" Director Zheng stared at the live broadcast screen, leisurely exhaling a cigarette, puzzled. "Those who can hear it are truly the chosen ones to watch the show?"
There are more than a dozen people in the director's car, and one-third of them can't hear it, otherwise he would be depressed to death.
After all, he is the variety show director.
"God's choice." The assistant director raised his chin proudly, his face full of smugness that said, "I'm different from you." "Not everyone in the audience can hear. Du Wenxuan and his wife also did experiments. You forgot."
Director Zheng thought of inviting Xie Jiang to dinner and suddenly looked constipated.
It turns out that Du Wenxuan knew clearly that not everyone could hear the so-called narration, and he deliberately used himself as a raft and asked Xie Jiang to go over and test it.
"This couple has as many schemes as a beehive. We just need to watch them commit suicide." The assistant director thought of the dinner party where Du Wenxuan refused to let him go because there were too many people and Xie Jiang would feel uncomfortable. He looked down on him even more.
Director Zheng took another puff of his cigarette and turned to look at the data screen.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down.
The fans of those who were sent by Du Wenxuan and his wife to operate sewing machines were like crazy, leaking information everywhere, saying all kinds of true and false things, and the Internet was full of their information.
He shook his head and returned his gaze to the director's screen.
After being frightened three times, Du Wenxuan and Luo Hanshuang finally walked out of the maze and entered the small building.
Song Mingheng and He Yanqi followed closely behind, and the last people to enter the small building were Xie Jiang and Hu Ruoling.
Lunch was prepared in the restaurant of the small building. The aroma of food drifted into the restaurant, making Xie Jiang swallow his saliva greedily.
You have to eat and follow the mystery plot.
He Yanqi cleared his throat, picked up the teapot and poured them tea, then slowly said, "I think you all still remember this garden. Xiangling was an abandoned baby adopted by troupe leader Liu. She lived here with the troupe for many years."
"We are deeply sorry for what happened to Xiangling and the troupe. I wonder why my husband and I have come here today, Third Young Master." Du Wenxuan picked up the teacup and sniffed the aroma, his eyes sharp. "The police have determined that the fire in the theater was an accident."
"On the day of the fire, my master and I were picking lotus seeds at a farm in the suburbs. Third Young Master, do you suspect that the culprit who caused the fire in the theater is among the five of us?" Luo Hanshuang glanced at the not-so-clear tea soup, his face showing annoyance.
"That day, I was with the teacher and his wife at the farm in the suburbs." Xie Jiang raised his hand hesitantly. "Before leaving the school, I saw Miss Hu call Xiangling away."
"It has nothing to do with me. I'm just delivering a message for the teacher." Hu Ruoling's face changed slightly, and he looked at Du Wenxuan for help. "Teacher, you have to testify for me."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Song Mingheng stared at He Yanqi with a deep voice.
Each of them cannot tell others the character card and plot they get.
"Xiang Ling left a blood letter with your names on it." He Yanqi put down the teapot, a sinister and stubborn smile on his face. "She was killed by you. I invited you here today. No one can leave until you reveal the murderer."
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became stagnant.
Xie Jiang reached out and touched the snacks in his bag, his eyes swept over Du Wenxuan and Luo Han, and he silently said "read your mind" and cursed in his heart.
[Director Zheng did it on purpose.]
[Can't you see everyone is starving to death? And yet they're still following this long, boring mystery plot.]
Du Wenxuan was frightened three times, but he seemed to have calmed down and got into the role quickly, or perhaps it was a true portrayal of his true self.
Luo Hanshuang's acting is not bad either. These two have been performing for fifteen years, so they still have some tacit understanding. I want to see them fight.
He Yanqi's hands trembled when he suddenly heard her inner thoughts, but he quickly regained his composure, with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes: Who doesn't want to see them fight?
Song Mingheng glanced at Xie Jiang's profile, the corners of his lips curved up and quickly retracted, and he elegantly picked up the teacup and drank tea.
He had seen Du Wenxuan's performances before entering the circle. His acting skills were superb in his early works, but his later works were basically the same, and his acting was superficial.
Luo Hanshuang is similar.
It would be really exciting if these two fought each other.
"Where is the evidence?" Du Wenxuan took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and looked at He Yanqi, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and put down the teacup heavily.
The Grand Slam actor had an overwhelming aura, and He Yanqi, who played the role of the schemer, was suppressed and had no power to fight back.
"Third brother wouldn't have invited you here if he didn't have evidence," Song Mingheng interrupted calmly, his cold and stern features revealing a hint of intimidation. "I heard that Professor Du was frightened in the garden, but he must have seen something he shouldn't have seen."
Du Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, his expression becoming increasingly ugly. He slowly raised his head and met his gaze that seemed to see through everything.
He didn't say anything, and a coldness emanated from his whole body.
Luo Hanshuang was frightened and instinctively threw herself at him, clutching the hem of his coat tightly with both hands. "Master, apart from playing mahjong with a few ladies, I never go to the theater to watch opera. They are wrongly accusing me."
Her face showed a look of fear and grievance, but she was actually smiling inside.
I've never seen this before! Du Wenxuan, that hypocrite, has finally been outplayed. He's been told that excessive indulgence harms the body and the brain, but he just won't listen.
[Those fans who call him "Uncle" every day and scramble to offer themselves to him, did you know that after your Uncle won the Grand Slam, all the movies he made used doubles?]
[This is making me laugh to death. This jerk has a Master's degree in Law. When I was dating Xiao Yu, it wasn't me who knew the truth, it was this jerk who took the initiative to seduce me.]
He enjoys the thrill of being sought after and feels that he is extremely attractive.
[I don’t love him at all. ]
The voice is full of sarcasm, and the content is extremely explosive.
Those who could hear the thoughts of the people at the scene: sing more, it sounds good and we love it.
[Did they start a fight? I was supposed to be playing along with you. I didn't want to laugh, but I couldn't help it.]
[Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they stab each other. Wonderful!]
[The most venomous thing is the person next to you. I'm dying of laughter. This is the couple recognized as loving in the circle. I've learned a lot.]
[Neither of them is good stuff. What else can we listen to? Come on, tell us.]
[This is a great VIP newsletter. All future revelations must follow this standard. Let's share the spoilers together.]