After Secretly Having the Film Emperor’s Child 36p1

Chapter 36 Part 1: Little Friend

Not long after Yu Weixi posted, Feng Yan got off work.

On the way home, the young assistant sitting in the back seat with Feng Yan looked at the chaotic Weibo and sighed, “Mr. Yu is targeting you again.”

Feng Yan was browsing Yu Weixi’s Weibo page, reading Yu Weixi’s complaints about Linglong Jade on one hand, and shaking his head with a helpless smile on the other.

“Why is Mr. Yu so strange…” the assistant muttered. “Didn’t his relationship with Yan-ge get better before?”

The manager, sitting in the passenger seat, heard this, raised an eyebrow, and turned to the assistant. “You don’t understand. You’re still too young.”

“Ah…?”

The manager glanced at Feng Yan and said, “Mr. Yu is helping Yan-ge.”

“Eh?”

The manager said, “Take a closer look at the shift in public opinion online. How many people are still complaining about Yan-ge now?”

“Ah… oh!! So…” The assistant was flabbergasted.

After a pause, the assistant asked again, “Then isn’t Mr. Yu at a huge disadvantage? Drawing the fire to himself… this…”

The assistant pondered for a moment, but still couldn’t help but ask, “Yan-ge, does Mr. Yu like you?”

The manager also turned to look at Feng Yan, his expression a little serious.

“How is that possible.” Feng Yan waved his hand. “Don’t let your imaginations run wild. I’d be thankful if he didn’t hate me.”

Yu Weixi, that little heartless thing, likes him? Feng Yan thought.

He had never even thought about it.

Even something as ridiculous as Ji Shilin liking him was more reliable than Yu Weixi having good feelings for him, right?!

Feng Yan smiled bitterly.

…

Two days later, the production team finally reacted.

The production team released a clip of the surveillance video and attached Luo Yucheng’s apology video.

@AllRoundTeenIdolOfficial: Regarding the events of the past few days, we have already found the truth. It turns out that Mr. Luo accidentally moved his foot and tripped Taochuan, which caused Mr. Yu to fall off the cliff. We did not expect that one action could cause such an accident. Mr. Luo has publicly apologized and asked for Taochuan’s and Mr. Yu’s forgiveness.

The article below details the beginning and end of this accident.
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[Video]

In the video, Luo Yucheng was full of guilt, his tone mournful as he apologized. He kept apologizing to the camera, hoping that Yu Weixi could forgive him.

In short, his attitude was sincere, and he looked pitiful.

Therefore, although Yu Weixi’s fans were still very angry, angry at the production team for twisting the truth, angry at Luo Yucheng for his two-facedness and for framing Yu Weixi, and still blatantly tearing into Luo Yucheng, demanding that he withdraw from the entertainment industry, this move by Luo Yucheng barely saved a lot of his public image.

To put it bluntly, unless it really touched their own idol or their own interests, or was something too outrageous that caused them psychological discomfort, besides Yu Weixi’s fans and shippers, not many people would sincerely go and seek justice.

After all, Yu Weixi had many haters and rivals, and Luo Yucheng had managed his persona well for many years. Now, at most, his persona had just collapsed, and more and more people knew what he was really like.

But in any case, at least Luo Yucheng’s perfect and gentle image had been shattered, and he was carrying a big black mark. Yu Weixi was also satisfied.

So Yu Weixi posted three Weibo posts in a row that night.

The first post was a short video. Yu Weixi recorded a welfare video of himself singing, a cover of a recently popular English song. He willfully sang with his face close to the camera. It was obviously a welfare for his fans, probably to thank them for seeking justice for him and worrying about him recently.

The fans were so excited they could barely sleep, all feeling that their Xixi was the most considerate Xixi in the world.

The second post was a lottery. Ten people who reposted and commented would be randomly selected to receive tickets to Feng Yan’s movie Sea King.

The shippers said this was a welfare for them. They were so excited they could barely sleep, all feeling that their Xixi was the most considerate Xixi in the world.

The third post was also a lottery. Fifty people who reposted and commented “Feng Yan’s Linglong Jade is so ugly” would be randomly selected to receive his photobook.

Everyone: ???

Ten minutes later…

Feng Yan reposted Yu Weixi’s Weibo.

@Actor Feng Yan: Wow, I also want to get Mr. Yu’s photobook. Comment, comment. Feng Yan’s Linglong Jade is so ugly.

Everyone: ??????????

Film Emperor Feng, if you’ve been kidnapped, just blink?

What is this all about?

A century of showing off their affection or a throwback to four years of bickering?

Not only were the onlookers confused, but Yu Weixi was also very confused.

Yu Weixi was sitting cross-legged in the dance studio, temporarily scrolling through his phone to rest.

That’s right, Yu Weixi had secretly practiced against the doctor’s advice. But most of it was just rehabilitation exercises. The dance steps he did were not with full force, just simple and with a little bit of strength, so that his muscles wouldn’t forget the movements.

Yu Weixi looked at Feng Yan’s repost and raised an eyebrow.

Has Feng Yan gone crazy…?

The next moment, Yu Weixi received a WeChat message.

Feng Yan: Xixi, can you reserve one for me out of the fifty people? For the sake of us having slept in the same tent.

Yu Weixi: “…”

Yu Weixi: What do you want my photobook for?

Feng Yan: As a door god.

Yu Weixi: …

Yu Weixi: Should I consider getting a few to stick on your coffin?

Feng Yan: You’re so bad.

Feng Yan: I like it so much.

Yu Weixi expressionlessly slammed his phone face down on the table with a “thwack.”

He admitted that he couldn’t out-roast Feng Yan.

To roast the contrarians online, you had to become a contrarian yourself. To roast an idiot, you could also win by becoming an idiot. And in the face of an enemy with no integrity…

Yu Weixi expressed that he didn’t really want to flirt with Feng Yan.

Too disgusting.

🙂

Yu Weixi threw his phone to the side and went to the changing room to get ready to change and go to a birthday party.

Tonight was Director Lu Sheng’s birthday. Mr. Lu, who was over fifty, was a major director who had received a literary medal. The works he produced either won awards at film festivals or received golden cups. At the very least, they were critically acclaimed. There wasn’t an actor or celebrity who didn’t want to cling to his thigh.

For the birthday banquet, it was naturally a gathering of stars. Big celebrities attended in grand attire, while small celebrities pulled strings everywhere, hoping to get in and show their faces in front of the big bosses and seniors.

Yu Weixi was brought by a veteran actor from his company. That veteran had been entrusted by the company to bring Yu Weixi and several other actors they intended to promote tonight.

Because it was Mr. Lu’s birthday, the stylist had given Yu Weixi a simple and plain look today. It was neither flashy nor something the veterans would find unacceptable, just a standard formal suit.

Arriving at the venue on the top floor of the hotel, Yu Weixi saw Feng Yan as expected.

Feng Yan was talking to a director, dressed in a black and white suit, holding a glass of red wine. His captivating and steady aura made him look like a big boss in the business world, not someone who was drifting in the entertainment industry.

Feng Yan nodded politely to the director, then came over to find Yu Weixi.

Feng Yan smiled and handed another glass of red wine to Yu Weixi.

Today’s Yu Weixi… is so good-looking, Feng Yan thought.

It was more fresh than good-looking. After all, Yu Weixi’s usual attire was mostly hip-hop style, sharp and flamboyant, with even some exaggerated designs. Otherwise, it was a more loose and casual oversized look, which made him look a little lazy and cold. And for formal wear, it was either a bright red suit or other more fancy designs.

In short, they were all rather sharp styles.

However, today Yu Weixi was wearing a neat gray-white suit, and his hair was also combed into a side-parted fringe.

He was a little less sharp and a little more steady, looking even a little well-behaved. Even the crown brooch by the suit button looked cute.

Feng Yan’s eyes swept over Yu Weixi from head to toe, then from toe to head, and “tsked,” “You look quite presentable. You look quite cute, don’t you?”

Yu Weixi took the wine glass from Feng Yan and said coolly, “Can’t compare to Film Emperor Feng, a well-dressed beast.”

“That’s right.” Feng Yan took a light sip of red wine and said leisurely, “It seems the little Dance King is quite knowledgeable about this aspect of me.”

“Shameless.” Yu Weixi’s face was a little hot.

“No more teasing. Let me take you to see Mr. Lu.” Feng Yan put down his wine glass and naturally wrapped his arm around Yu Weixi’s waist. “Let’s go.”

Yu Weixi was slightly surprised.

There were so many guests. Naturally, not everyone was qualified to see Mr. Lu, and Mr. Lu himself didn’t have the time or energy to see them one by one.

Feng Yan was naturally one of those who were qualified. He had also worked with Mr. Lu before, and Mr. Lu admired him very much.

But at this moment, Feng Yan was very naturally about to take Yu Weixi to see him, as if… a junior was taking his own partner to be seen by a senior.

“You…!”

“Don’t make a fuss.” Feng Yan didn’t allow Yu Weixi to refuse and just held him and walked.

…

“Mr. Lu.”

Mr. Lu was currently sitting in a wheelchair. He glanced at the visitor and immediately smiled. “Oh! Isn’t this our little Feng? Quick, quick, come over and let me see.”

Feng Yan held Yu Weixi’s arm and walked towards Mr. Lu with a smile.

Although Mr. Lu was over fifty and his hair was all white, his face was still very energetic. His eyes were bright and spirited, and he saw people through and through.

Feng Yan personally handed the gift to Mr. Lu and said a few words of blessing.

“Our little Feng is really getting more and more handsome.” Mr. Lu was all smiles.

“This is Yu Weixi. He’s much more handsome than me.” Feng Yan patted Yu Weixi’s shoulder and pulled him in front of him.

“Hello, Mr. Lu.” Yu Weixi bowed slightly and presented the gift that the company had asked him to bring.

“Truly handsome.” Mr. Lu glanced at Feng Yan meaningfully and smiled. “He’s a fiery horse.”

Feng Yan just smiled.