When Mu Yanxi woke up the next day, the soreness in her body had already been repaired by her ability. She looked at Yi Wulan, who was holding her tightly in her arms, and gnashed her teeth.
But no matter how much she gnashed her teeth, she still remembered that she hadn’t had time to transfer her ability to Yi Wulan last night. This time, however, she uncharacteristically used only a small portion, as if she were stockpiling her ability for something more important.
It wasn’t that Mu Yanxi insisted on doing it in the morning; it was just that she couldn’t find any time to treat Yi Wulan’s body at night recently. Almost every night, she was forced into a dazed sleep. Thinking of this, Mu Yanxi felt an even stronger urge to devour Yi Wulan.
But Mu Yanxi held back, comforting herself that Yi Wulan was a terminally ill patient and that she should show her more care. Especially before Yi Wulan’s surgery, she needed to go along with her to keep her in a good mood.
Endure it, just endure it and it’ll be over. There would be time for revenge later. With this thought in mind, Mu Yanxi managed to wash up, and then she heard a rustling sound from the bedroom.
She walked out of the bathroom and saw that Yi Wulan was already up, folding something on the bed. Mu Yanxi walked over quickly, and when she saw clearly what Yi Wulan was doing, she was slightly stunned.
The moment she saw Yi Wulan, what little anger Mu Yanxi had instantly dissipated. She raised her hand to grab a corner of the duvet. “Let me help you.”
Mu Yanxi had always been the type to sleep after she was satisfied, and then leave without a care in the world after waking up. If it weren’t for Yi Wulan, she would never have even thought about changing the sheets.
Yi Wulan pulled the corner of the duvet from Mu Yanxi’s hand and fitted it smoothly, her movements fluid. “No need. You just stand aside.”
Mu Yanxi stood obediently to the side, muttering under her breath, “I thought the housekeeper always changed them before.”
Yi Wulan’s movements paused. She picked up a pillowcase and said casually, “It’s better to do this kind of thing yourself.”
She turned her head to look at Mu Yanxi thoughtfully. “Or would you prefer the housekeeper to do it?”
Mu Yanxi immediately shook her head timidly and simply sat down on the sofa by the bed, propping her head on her hand to watch Yi Wulan work.
With a smile, she vaguely remembered that on the day she and Yi Wulan got married, Yi Wulan had also patiently cleaned up the mess for her, although back then it was the coffee table.
Mu Yanxi found the scene more and more pleasing to the eye. Yi Wulan was quite like a… hmm, a good wife and loving mother.
When this thought popped into her mind, Mu Yanxi could no longer suppress the smile at the corners of her lips.
A few minutes later, Yi Wulan finally finished changing all the bedding. After straightening the duvet, she gathered the used sheets. Mu Yanxi immediately followed to help put them in the washing machine.
As she closed the lid of the washing machine drum and straightened up, Yi Wulan’s hair brushed against her chest. Although it was a perfectly normal coincidence, Mu Yanxi reacted as if she had some kind of psychological trauma, pushing Yi Wulan’s shoulder and watching her warily.
Yi Wulan looked completely puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Like a chaste maiden, Mu Yanxi warily pulled at her collar and denied it flatly, “Nothing.”
Yi Wulan looked at her for two seconds, understood, and immediately declared, “I won’t.”
Mu Yanxi carefully observed Yi Wulan’s expression. After confirming that she really ‘wouldn’t,’ she slowly let go of her hand. “Th-then you wash up. I’ll go out first.”
But she had only taken one step when her wrist was grabbed. “Are you uncomfortable?”
For a moment, Mu Yanxi didn’t react. “What?”
Yi Wulan: “The concert.”
Only then did Mu Yanxi understand. Yi Wulan still remembered her emphasis last night that she had a concert to attend and couldn’t overdo it. She was looking at her with such serious concern now, but last night, she hadn’t seen Yi Wulan show any mercy at all.
“None of your business.” Mu Yanxi shot her an annoyed glare. “I’m fine.”
Yi Wulan nodded, actually let go of her hand, and turned to brush her teeth.
Mu Yanxi: ……
Mu Yanxi watched Yi Wulan’s movements, wanting to speak but hesitating. When Yi Wulan finished brushing her teeth, she finally couldn’t hold back anymore and pushed herself up to sit on the bathroom counter.
However, when she met Yi Wulan’s seemingly ascetic eyes and questioning gaze, Mu Yanxi suddenly felt a sense of guilt, as if she had been defiling a lofty flower these past few nights. Her confidence instantly vanished, and she said in a muffled voice, “I heard a noise just now and went out. I haven’t put on my skincare products yet.”
So, aren’t you going to hurry up and seize this opportunity to please me?
This time, Yi Wulan understood. She properly took Mu Yanxi’s favorite skincare product, unscrewed the cap, and gently applied it for her.
Mu Yanxi half-closed her eyes, enjoying Yi Wulan’s service. But Yi Wulan’s long hair still brushed against the nape of her neck from time to time. With every brush, she couldn’t help but flinch, unnaturally tilting her head back to dodge it.
Yi Wulan pinched her chin. “Don’t move, be careful not to get it in your eyes.”
This time, Mu Yanxi didn’t move. “Mm.”
After the final layer of cream was applied to her face, Yi Wulan asked, “Do you want me to help you with sunscreen?”
“No need, I’ll do it myself after it’s absorbed.” Mu Yanxi lowered her gaze to look at Yi Wulan, and as if possessed, she pulled her by the collar and planted a kiss.
Her tongue swept lightly, kissing away the water droplets left on Yi Wulan’s lips after brushing her teeth.
Yi Wulan didn’t refuse, parting her lips slightly and letting Mu Yanxi have her way, until their tongues inadvertently touched, sending a numbing tingle through the already sensitive Mu Yanxi.
Mu Yanxi almost jumped up, but she couldn’t escape because a hand had been placed on the small of her back at some point. No matter how many times they had been intimate, whenever Mu Yanxi was on the receiving end, she couldn’t help but have an extremely sensitive reaction.
Yi Wulan pulled down the hand she was using to push her away, interlaced their fingers, and continued to deepen the kiss.
It was unclear where Mu Yanxi found the strength, but she suddenly dodged the kiss, panting as she said faintly, “You can’t.”
Yi Wulan let out a low gasp, repeating what she had said at the very beginning: “I won’t.”
When it came to certain things, Yi Wulan’s credibility with Mu Yanxi was already in the negative billions. Mu Yanxi didn’t believe her words at all.
Take last night, for example. Yi Wulan had said she would just help her take off her pants and then leave. And the result?
The pitiful Mu Yanxi was almost tormented to ruin.
In the end, she was coaxed in a daze from the bathtub all the way to the bed, and she couldn’t even remember how she had fallen asleep.
If she didn’t have an ability that could repair her body, she probably wouldn’t be able to go to the concert tonight. Mu Yanxi was in a daze, feeling that Yi Wulan was taking advantage of her rapid recovery to become more and more unrestrained.
Seeing the ‘don’t even think about fooling me again’ expression all over Mu Yanxi’s face, Yi Wulan pressed her lips together, and instead pulled the other woman into her arms, gently stroking her back to soothe her.
Mu Yanxi was barely satisfied. She rested her head on Yi Wulan’s shoulder and took a bite as if to vent her anger.
However, this satisfaction didn’t last long. Mu Yanxi could no longer tolerate the lingering hand on her back. “D-don’t you have to go to work?”
Although Mu Yanxi also coveted that kind of intoxicating pleasure, and sometimes when Yi Wulan went too far, it was purely her own doing. But considering the concert tonight, and the number of people watching both live and via stream… Mu Yanxi absolutely did not want to stagger onto the stage.
She still had her pride.
Yi Wulan sighed, squeezed the back of her neck, then let go and compromised, “Alright.”
Freed, Mu Yanxi immediately jumped to the side, flicked her nightgown, and shot Yi Wulan a deadpan glare.
Then, with a limp neck, she haughtily slammed the door and left.
On the way to the concert rehearsal, Mu Yanxi memorized the revised musical score on her phone, humming softly from time to time. But this good mood didn’t last long.
When she walked into the venue, a commotion erupted at the entrance, and she could hear the fierce shouts of fans.
Mu Yanxi turned her head to look and saw Yanche walking in, surrounded like a star adored by the moon. Three other male artists stood around him, presumably the ones he would be performing with.
From the day Mu Yanche returned to the country, Mu Yanxi knew they would eventually have a head-on collision. Perhaps because so many things had changed in this life, she was no longer as extreme as when she first heard the news of his return. At this moment, she could even glance over calmly before placidly looking away and turning around.
However, the little assistant next to her didn’t follow when she turned, chattering, “Teacher Mu, that’s f.w.s! The one in the middle must be Yanche, right? He really is even better-looking in person than online!”
Mu Yanxi sneered inwardly. With the System’s skills boosting him, even his singing and dancing could be manipulated, let alone a mere face.
Before, she didn’t think much of her assistant’s lack of cleverness. But after her black fans had just had a huge fight with Yanche’s fans yesterday, how could her assistant still be so tactless as to say such a thing now?
Mu Yanxi said faintly, “Yanche just returned to the country. His team is probably still short on assistants. Do you want to go chase your star up close?”
“Ah, really? I can…” The little assistant finally reacted. Seeing the look on Mu Yanxi’s face, she instantly became alert. “No, no, no, I don’t want to at all.”
Mu Yanxi walked slowly towards the backstage area, while the assistant, overflowing with a desire to survive, added from behind, “What’s the use of Yanche being good-looking? Teacher Mu, you’re the best-looking in the entire entertainment industry. Who knows if those achievements in T-country can be manipulated? So many hot searches and he’s still not popular, he’s hopeless in this lifetime. Don’t you agree, Teacher Mu?”
Mu Yanxi snorted lightly, barely satisfied with the assistant’s words, and quickened her pace a little.
As Peach Blossom Debt was the film and television drama with the highest online discussion and television ratings at the end of the year, several of the main actors were scheduled to perform together. When Mu Yanxi arrived backstage, the male and female leads of the Peach Blossom Debt cast had not yet arrived.
Unlike her, who took a long break after filming, these two had schedules packed until New Year’s Eve, or so she heard. Mu Yanxi understood and decided to browse Weibo.
Thanks to the powerful offensive capabilities of her black fans, all of Mu Yanche’s fans’ comments were completely suppressed, and many even proactively deleted their comment threads.
Mu Yanxi found it both infuriating and hilarious. Her group of black fans wasn’t like other celebrities’ haters, who more or less had their own favorite idols and would hate on others for their sake.
Her black fans were brazenly arrogant and did whatever they pleased. For something as absurd as them counter-attacking haters on her behalf to happen, the little peacock reflected deeply and came to a conclusion: it was probably because she was better-looking than everyone else.
But now, these comments dominating the top spots… seemed to have returned to how they were before. It looked strangely… strangely familiar.
【See your clean comment section? This is the kingdom Daddy conquered for you. Get on your knees and thank me.】
【You there? Did you fucking oversleep? Don’t you know you have to perform tonight?】
【Do you know how I hyped you up to Yanche’s fans? You better not screw up later. It’s not mainly that I’m afraid of you being embarrassed, it’s that I’m afraid you’ll embarrass me.】
【What’s the use of Yanche’s fans being there in person? Transfer me ten thousand, and Daddy will post a hundred comments for you later to blow up the bullet comments.】
Actually, what these black fans said wasn’t wrong. After their two fanbases tore into each other yesterday, they caused a huge fight on the hot search list, attracting fans of other domestic celebrities and passersby. Everyone was waiting to see Mu Yanxi and Yanche’s performances, waiting to watch the drama unfold between them.
After all, one of them was a D-list celebrity who had barely been on stage in her two years since debuting, while the other was performing for the first time after returning from years abroad. Moreover, both were performing as part of a group, not a solo, so the overall effect would be the main focus.
No one dared to guarantee who would definitely win.
That’s what other people thought, but not Mu Yanxi’s black fans. They were pushed into a rebellious state by Yanche’s fans, firmly believing that Yanche, who had trained in T-country for so many years, was no match for their ‘little vase’.
Just that decisive, just that confident.
Besides, although they had spent the past two years bickering with Mu Yanxi and calling her ‘little vase’, at some point, that nickname had already taken on a subtle emotional undertone.
It wasn’t that they truly thought Mu Yanxi was a vase; they were just used to calling her that. Coupled with Mu Yanxi’s terminally narcissistic personality, they just kept using the nickname.
But in their hearts, they had long stopped seeing her as a real vase.
After all, Mu Yanxi was a top student from Yanjing University’s finance department, was good-looking, and had diligently filmed over a dozen dramas in two years. In the entertainment industry, she could be considered a model worker.
Who doesn’t have a learning and adjustment period when they first enter the workforce? Didn’t she have a hit drama this year?
Moreover, Mu Yanxi never equivocated on social issues and national affairs. The fact that so many official government accounts had stepped in to support her several times was a treatment that even top-tier celebrities didn’t enjoy.
Most importantly, even after being chased and cursed by them for two years, Mu Yanxi had remained true to herself and never really gave them a hard time. They understood the little vase’s kindness, and that was enough; no need to tell others.
But Yanche’s fans actually took the nickname ‘little vase’ seriously. They themselves weren’t even sincerely cursing Mu Yanxi anymore, so how dare Yanche’s fans point fingers and curse Mu Yanxi so sanctimoniously?
The more they looked, the more annoyed they got.
This annoyance reached its peak when passersby were also swayed by Yanche’s fans. One by one, they rolled up their sleeves and jumped in to fight with the people calling Mu Yanxi a vase.
For example, Yanche’s fans said sarcastically: 【Cheche speaks with his performance. What’s the use of Mu Yanxi just running her mouth?】
Mu Yanxi’s black fans retorted: 【Mu Yanxi’s performance can get reposted by CCTV and official government accounts. Can Yanche’s? And sorry, Teacher Mu is an actor, unlike certain shady pop idols.】
And then, Yanche’s fans were angered to death.
Mu Yanxi’s black fans, despite looking aggressive and leaving a trail of scorched earth with their curses, actually had no confidence.
After all, they didn’t know if Mu Yanxi was actually any good. They were like parents sending their child off to an exam, even more nervous than Mu Yanxi herself.
While nervous, they kept comforting themselves: it wasn’t because they cared about the little vase, they were just afraid of being proven wrong after talking big in front of Yanche’s fans.
At six in the evening, the audience began to file into the venue for the long-awaited New Year’s Eve concert. Soon, someone noticed something unusual about the seats: the armrest of each seat was covered with a transparent glass device.
It was no secret that Rongjia Group was sponsoring this concert. Many well-off holographic technology enthusiasts had even specifically snagged tickets to experience it for themselves.
After finishing their opening remarks, the concert hosts began to introduce the holographic equipment for their sponsor. The moment the introduction finished, fireworks erupted from every corner of the venue.
Many timid people were so startled they even stood up. It took them several seconds to realize it was holographic technology, realistic to the extreme!
The devices also had many support effects that would change randomly according to the on-stage effects, allowing people in the back rows to experience the stage’s impact without their view being obstructed.
At the same time, the live stream’s bullet comments exploded. Previously, Huazhen Shopping and the holographic smart butler were convenient services for improving life. Who would have thought holographic technology could also be used in concerts?
Although Rongjia Group’s representative had demonstrated the artistic effects of holographic technology once at the Shuilin Fang press conference, the beautification of a scenic area was far from the passion and excitement of a concert. The explosive effects, which hit you just like the stage effects, made countless people look forward to it.
Coordinated with the venue-wide special effects, the opening act, announced by the host’s enthusiastic voice, immediately ignited the atmosphere, mobilizing the passion of both the concert audience and the live stream’s bullet comments.
One performance followed another, and the support chants from the audience changed one after another. After the hosts interacted with some artists mid-show for New Year’s wishes, the long-awaited performance by Yanche and f.w.s finally arrived.
The power of a pop idol’s fanbase was not to be underestimated. From the moment their names were announced, the screaming never stopped.
This state continued for a long time. Even after the stage lights dimmed, many people were still shouting their names.
As the music slowly began, a beam of dark red light gradually spread across the center of the stage, revealing a dining table in the style of last century’s European classical aristocracy.
As the circle of light grew larger, human figures appeared. The moment the light spread, the three of them, holding wine glasses, turned their faces slightly and toasted the audience.
The liquid in the glasses was a bewitching red. The three members of f.w.s were dressed in vampire lord formal wear. When the fans below saw them clearly, they immediately erupted in screams.
A rock-style rap music started, and their clean, sharp dance moves and arrogant stage presence that looked down on all beings pulled everyone into their world.
It had to be said, for so many fans to be eagerly awaiting a reunion after f.w.s returned to the country, the trio’s skills were indeed not to be underestimated. They ignited the entire stage the moment they appeared.
Subsequently, a beam of light finally fell on the center of the stage, which had remained dark, revealing a person tied to a chair. It was Yanche. A black silk scarf was blindfolded over his eyes—he was the vampire lords’ dinner for the night.
Yanche was wearing a white suit, looking like a young nobleman who had stepped out of an oil painting. The blindfold created a strong sense of contrast.
Especially when the three vampires fought over him, his white clothes were particularly eye-catching. He transformed from a seemingly gentle and harmless young master into a survivor. His flexible yet powerful dance moves and the explosive stage effects made him the center of attention.
Meanwhile, below the stage, Mu Yanxi watched the performance. Amidst a sea of holographic lights and fire, her fingertips twitched as she began to mobilize her fully replenished ability.
This morning, she had only transferred one-third of her usual ability to Yi Wulan, precisely so that the energy in her ability’s core could be fully restored by night.
Besides… given that big-tailed wolf Yi Wulan’s state last night, transferring a little less didn’t seem to make much of a difference to her.
After her ability upgraded, Mu Yanxi had experimented on many plants and had roughly mastered the skill of using her ability from a distance. And since her seat as a waiting artist was close to the front of the stage, it was undoubtedly a great opportunity to test Mu Yanche’s System.
Her fingertips began to move. As Mu Yanche and the others danced in her direction, she released her ability towards him. Judging from her own memory loss and the barriers planted in Mu Yanqing’s and Yi Wulan’s minds, Mu Yanche’s System was skilled at affecting people’s brains.
When Mu Yanxi carefully probed Mu Yanche’s brain with her ability, her ability’s core instantly flared. At the same time, Mu Yanche’s turning motion paused, and a momentary blank expression appeared on his face as he faced the audience.
The dance had progressed to the point where the nobleman incited discord among the three vampire dukes, causing them to fight amongst themselves. The music swelled at this moment, and Mu Yanche, the clever human, was supposed to dashingly rip off his blindfold and execute an extremely beautiful dance move.
But on stage, Mu Yanche suddenly froze his performance. The hand that was supposed to be on the blindfold just casually pulled it down. In the middle of such a fast-paced song and dance, he actually stood stunned for a full three seconds, only snapping out of it when the three members of f.w.s deliberately blocked him to complete their dance moves.
The audience, who had been completely mesmerized, was instantly pulled out of their immersed state, their faces showing confusion.
In just a few short seconds, the System’s voice sounded in Mu Yanche’s mind:
【Warning, warning, System skill blocked, System energy value decreasing.】
【Absorbing Likability Points. Likability Points replenished.】
【System self-repairing. Repair complete.】
The moment the repair was complete, Mu Yanche started moving again, firmly in control of his stage presence. His dance steps were even more captivating than before, and the fans’ shouts rang out once more. Everyone assumed it was a deliberate part of the dance’s choreography.
But Mu Yanxi knew that Mu Yanche had indeed been affected just now. And now, it was clear his System had turned the situation around.
This made Mu Yanxi narrow her eyes slightly. The moment Mu Yanche started moving again, she could clearly feel that her probing ability had been cut off, blocked by a familiar barrier.
Mu Yanxi wasn’t the least bit discouraged by her ability being cut off. On the contrary, she felt a heartfelt joy.
—Her ability really did have an effect on Mu Yanche’s System.
Mu Yanche’s dance was nearing its end. Mu Yanxi seized the opportunity, sending a much larger burst of energy from her ability towards him. This time, the energy level was much higher than before, and it easily penetrated the barrier that Mu Yanche’s System had erected.
Mu Yanche’s originally fluid dance steps once again came to a halt with a very exaggerated turn. It was precisely because the dance was nearing its end that the final pose was of utmost importance.
As a result, because of the sudden withdrawal of the System’s energy, not only did Mu Yanche fail to perform the final backflip to suppress the vampire dukes, but he also fell down in a powerless posture.
Fortunately, the three members of f.w.s reacted quickly and caught him, forcibly creating the impression that they were still being suppressed. The stage lights dimmed. The fans, who had been ready to applaud and cheer wildly, were all stunned, their support chants stuck in their throats.
The netizens watching the drama unfold on the bullet comments immediately started gloating:
【Hahaha, what did I just see? Is this the professional idol who tops the charts in T-country? Looks like T-country is really done for.】
【Even my mom, who never watches song and dance performances, could see Yanche’s mistake just now. If you can’t do a backflip, don’t try to show off. Are you treating the stage like a bed to lie on?】
【This just goes to show you shouldn’t boast too much. Some people just can’t be propped up, even with f.w.s helping.】
【Where are Yanche’s fans? Hurry up and come out to comment on your idol’s performance.】
【Forget it, Yanche’s fans are just like Yanche, they came back from T-country and can’t read Chinese. Everyone, please be a little more understanding and let them get a translator.】
Amidst the flood of curses, some of Yanche’s fans were still stubbornly fighting back:
【Can the people above stop being so vicious? If something really happened to my idol, I’m not done with you!】
【Cheche trained for so long with an injury for this concert. His back injury must have relapsed. He looks like he’s in so much pain.】
But these few comments were quickly drowned in the flood of bullet comments.
Mu Yanche had no mind to care about everything happening on stage and in the bullet comments. He even stormed off from his next scheduled singing performance, leaving only f.w.s behind.
His face dark and gloomy, Mu Yanche pushed away the hands of his manager and other assistants and locked himself in a private dressing room.
“System, System, get out here! What the hell happened just now?”
“System, speak! Didn’t you say the Likability Points were sufficient? Why did something like that happen?”
“System…”
The System, which usually responded immediately, took several minutes of being called before it finally reacted:
【System malfunction repairing. Please be patient, Host.】
Hearing this, Mu Yanche could no longer hold back and unleashed a torrent of ugly curses. “What malfunction? Do you know how much face I lost on stage just now? What am I supposed to do now?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be omnipotent? Didn’t you say I was the protagonist of the world? Are you useless now?”
“Stop being a coward and get the hell out here!”
But the System still only repeated that one line: 【System malfunction repairing. Please be patient, Host.】
For a moment, Mu Yanche couldn’t tell if his System was genuinely malfunctioning or if it was deliberately avoiding him because it had messed up his performance and didn’t want to admit it.
Just then, the manager at the door, having waited for a long time, finally couldn’t help but knock. “Yanche! Yanche, open the door! Now is not the time to be throwing a tantrum. We need to suppress the online comments as quickly as possible. Come out and choose a solution!”
Mu Yanche straightened his messy makeup in the mirror and took a deep breath before walking over to open the door. A lingering hostility still clung to his face. “Just say I was injured.”
He had clearly thought of the same thing as his fans, and it was indeed the most prudent solution at the moment.
However, Mu Yanche had still underestimated the speed at which comments spread in the domestic entertainment circle. In just the few minutes he was in the dressing room, the news of his performance mistake had already flooded the hot search list.
The speed of the concert’s live bullet comments had slowed down considerably; clearly, these people had all run off to Weibo to publicize the matter.
Hashtags like #YancheMistake#, #TCountrysTopSongAndDanceLevel#, and #YancheIsAPowerhouseIdol# exploded on the hot search list, each one more sarcastic than the last, as if they were afraid passersby didn’t know about the persona Yanche’s fans had been hyping up.
【What to watch for New Year’s Eve? If you’re going to watch anything, watch powerhouse idol Yanche’s performance.】
【I’m begging everyone to go watch Yanche’s performance, okay? I’ll be sad if even one person misses it. Thank you, Yanche, for letting me know what an idol’s true skill is.】
【Oh my god, Yanche’s backflip is so awesome! So this year’s dance trend is to do half a flip and then just lie flat? My bad, I’m behind the times.】
There were also comments from pure passersby: 【Just a passerby, why can’t I understand the hot search anymore? Is this guy named Yanche really good at dancing?】
Countless people immediately followed up below:
【Debuted as the number one trainee in T-country! His album swept the top of the T-country charts! Full marks for professional skills, never makes a mistake, you won’t lose out by stanning him!】
【Yanche is a powerhouse idol who crushes the entire domestic entertainment industry. Even Rongjia has to beg him for an endorsement.】
【How dare f.w.s act as Yanche’s backup? The entire entertainment industry should be his backup dancers!】
Amidst the chaos, the paid commenters arranged by Yanche’s manager finally made it to the hot search list, all trying to whitewash the situation by citing Yanche’s poor health.
But at this very moment, several marketing accounts from an unknown party released photos of Yanche entering and leaving a nightclub last night, even noting the time he entered. He was there for a full five hours!
And they even declared: if Yanche dared to deny it, they would release the full video recording.
As soon as these photos came out, they delivered the loudest slap in the face to Yanche’s stubborn fans.
The night before the concert, everyone else was working hard preparing for their performance, and you had the leisure to go clubbing?
Oh, you’re different. Because you’re in poor health, you need to go clubbing to loosen up your muscles, is that it?
You get a minor injury during practice and f.w.s has to make a special Weibo post for you. How much money did that cost, or what kind of shady deal was made?
You have the energy to go clubbing but not the energy to perform well. Do you think everyone is blind?
Thus, new hot search hashtags appeared again: #YancheStylePoorHealth#, #YancheStyleIdolSkills#. One after another, they hit Mu Yanche’s management team so hard they were caught off guard, with no power to fight back.
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