Do You Still Hate Her? 01 – What is the relationship between the manor and Shang Lu?
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
The barrage comments began to criticize Shang Lu for being too competitive and lacking team spirit.
Of course, there were also people who spoke up for Shang Lu.
[How many times do I have to say it, Shang Lu is a mole, and this is really not her team.]
[Although, when has this program group ever had team spirit?]
[Who is satisfied? I am! If I were Shang Lu, I wouldn’t give either. Why did Song Zeqian have such a reluctant expression when he’s clearly taking her stuff? Love it or leave it!]
[Newcomers, please look up the name of the show, and old viewers, please don’t forget our original intention of watching this show!]
As the only one with a negative score, Song Zeqian was captured by a black-clothed person before the announcement of other people’s scores, he was eliminated without any suspense.
With the addition of Lin Yanyan’s team, Shang Lu still had the highest score among everyone present.
That is to say, Shang Lu now has the power to eliminate anyone.
The barrage immediately began to speculate on her thoughts.
[Shang Lu is the mole, so if she wants to win, she can only eliminate someone from the current team]
[No wonder, Shang Lu worked so hard just now to win, probably to eliminate Ning Lin, even fools can see that]
[But it doesn’t make sense, Ning Lin has 0 points, why would she eliminate Ning Lin? She has to eliminate Ye Lu to win.]
The barrage started to argue.
However, the majority of people still think that no matter who wins or loses, even if it’s a loss for herself, Shang Lu will definitely eliminate Ning Lin.
At this moment, Shang Lu suddenly waved and called the director over, asking him a question in his ear.
The director looked a bit hesitant, but eventually nodded and said: “For you to win, it’s calculated based on the remaining members of the groups.”
Shang Lu immediately smiled and said: “I announce that the one I want to eliminate is—
Myself!”
—Great, I’m off work now!
Everyone : “???”
[Shang Lu chooses to eliminate herself???]
[Is this the legendary strategy of eliminating the lowest, then eliminating the highest…?】
At this moment, the program group also announced Shang Lu’s undercover identity and stated that Shang Lu’s score would be added to Group A. By eliminating herself, Group B and Shang Lu still emerged as the winners.
Then the director group chose to ask Shang Lu why she eliminated herself, and Shang Lu honestly replied: “I’m tired, I want to take a break.”
And then another completely man in black with his face completely covered appeared, taking Shang Lu to the black room.
When the door was opened and Shang Lu walked in, Song Zeqian sneered, “What’s the use of the high score? You are just like me, eliminated by others.”
Live broadcast : “…”
[No, Director Song, she is really different from you.]
[At best, you were killed, but she did suicide.]
Shang Lu didn’t even bother with Song Zeqian. She just sat on the sofa next to her and opened the projector with the remote control.
She chose an unpopular documentary she liked. She completely ignored Song Zeqian’s existence and was ready to take a break and enjoy herself for a while.
Song Zeqian was about to say something more, but he was slightly stunned when he saw the documentary Shang Lu had chosen to play. He then asked, “Why are you watching this documentary?”
Shang Lu didn’t even give Song Zeqian a look. She could guess what he was going to say next, so she asked first, “Why can’t I watch it? Does it mean that, in Director Song’s eyes, actors who are not outstanding enough are not worthy of enjoying good works?”
Song Zeqian took a sip of water and then said, “That’s not it. It’s just that I think your taste is average, and the director’s ability to make this film is also average. His works can hardly be considered classics.”
“Huh.” Shang Lu couldn’t help but laugh at Song Zeqian’s words. She turned her head to look at him and said word by word, “You, mind, your, own, business.”
The barrage this time mostly supported Shang Lu.
[The way Shang Lu and Song Zeqian are getting along now is just like me playing and my meddling elder with no business.]
[Although I understand Director Song’s pursuit of art, there’s really no need to criticize and intervene with other people’s tastes and opinions. It’s very annoying.]
However, Song Zeqian didn’t say anything.
Shang Lu naturally didn’t bother with him either and continued watching her movie.
But after ten minutes, she couldn’t take it anymore.
Was Song Zeqian sick?
Who was he to say that the movie she liked wasn’t good? Especially since this documentary was shot ten years ago, and the director has already passed away. Did he have no basic respect for the dead?
So Shang Lu took a deep breath, pressed the pause button, looked at Song Zeqian and asked, “What’s not good about it?”
“Everything is not good.” Song Zeqian rarely took off his almost glued-on sunglasses, sneered at the documentary playing on the projection without mercy, and commented, “The director’s creative thinking is not about exploring the social reality reflected behind the events, but about exhibiting suffering for the sake of exhibiting suffering. His creative philosophy fundamentally violates the principles of documentary filmmaking. In my opinion, he’s just finding actors in reality that fit his ideas and performing a script that he has already had a direction for in his mind.”
They locked eyes.
Song Zeqian looked at Shang Lu.
Shang Lu looked at Song Zeqian.
Then Shang Lu said three words: “I don’t understand.”
She studied acting, not directing.
Song Zeqian paused for a moment, twirling his sunglasses.
Of course, he must be insane to discuss his film creation philosophy with such a third-rate actress.
But after a few seconds, he couldn’t help but ask, “Then why do you like it?”
“Because it moves me. Even though I don’t understand what you’re saying, I personally believe that what can touch people in this world must be the most sincere emotions. Maybe this film does have some problems, as you say, but there’s no perfect thing in the world. You don’t like it because you don’t like it, and I like it because I like it.” Shang Lu pressed the remote control to resume the movie and pulled out a bag of potato chips from somewhere, eating while watching.
Song Zeqian didn’t say anything more.
He put his sunglasses back on and leaned back on the sofa, seeming to continue to rest with his eyes closed.
The two of them were in the same space, enjoying the rare quietness.
But it was not the same on the other side.
The second game segment started, which was a game of hide and seek. The guests who were not eliminated continued.
Although the variety show was still being recorded, Ning Lin had left the camera and was now in a resting room, talking on the phone with her agent.
The staff beside her urged, “Teacher Ning, the live broadcast is still ongoing. I can only help you delay for about three minutes. Please be quick.”
After the staff finished speaking, they closed the door and waited outside.
On the other end of the phone, the agent’s voice sounded anxious. “Ning Lin, Zhai Yue Liang asked us about the situation. This matter is already spreading quickly. Tell me quickly, isn’t the rose manor owned by President Jiang?”
Ning Lin was very annoyed. How would she know what was going on?
How could a perfectly fine rose manor be turned into a cemetery? When Jiang Yi took her there, he even gave her the key to the lounge room, but never mentioned this matter to her.
But the variety show was still being broadcast live, and Ning Lin couldn’t stay in the rest room for long. She could only wait until she returned to ask Jiang Yi for the specific situation.
Anyway, Zhai Yueliang was just a small internet celebrity, and her identity as a second-generation rich was probably just a marketing persona. So Ning Lin didn’t really care about her, and said directly, “Let’s delay the trending search for the rose manor for now. We’ll arrange it during the editing process. We’ll suppress the current trending topic and clean up the entry’s keyword. If anyone brings up this matter, just block them. Do I need to teach you this process?”
The agent repeatedly agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Lin took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, and then walked out with a smile, restoring her usual gentle and lovely appearance.
On the way back, Zhai Yue Liang became more and more angry. But because she had already cried off her makeup on the way, she didn’t want to start another live stream. Instead, she posted a simple Weibo post explaining the situation to her fans, telling them not to go to the rose manor for a check-in, as it was a waste of time and not auspicious.
However, Zhai Yue Liang’s Weibo fans were not to be underestimated, but the post only received a few comments.
Zhai Yueliang immediately realized that her Weibo post was being restricted.
So she quickly switched to several small accounts, and after a few attempts, she found that the combination of the keywords “rose manor” and “cemetery” would be restricted when put together.
The trending topic #Rose_Manor# had just risen in real time, but now it had disappeared without a trace, apparently being suppressed with money.
Zhai Yue Liang sneered, and understood who this matter would have the greatest impact on, and who was behind the scenes manipulating it.
Five minutes later.
#Rose_Manor_Ning_Lin#
#Rose_Manor_Rose-like_Love#
#Rose_Manor_Cemetery_Renovation#
Suddenly, these three trending topics soared to the top, occupying high positions.
At the same time, Zhai Yue Liang posted another Weibo.
@Zhai_Yue_Liang (V) : [Today is the fifth anniversary of my love and not of my death. To hell with the rose-like love I was supposed to receive. @Ning_Lin @Ning_Lin_Studio, I know you all like the roses planted on a grave. Even Shang Lu knows that the manor will be turned into a cemetery, but you don’t? The photos your studio posted, which deliberately manipulated your fans, are also very questionable. You’re good at suppressing trending topics and sabotaging keywords, right? Then keep doing it. For every topic you suppress, I’ll buy three more. The first one to back down is a grandson]
