After Transmigrating into the Main Shou, I Topped the Paranoid Big Shot 32

Chapter 32

The April sky, a gentle breeze blowing, the sun just right. Ruan Chi, in a trench coat, walked over with measured steps, like a noble young master strolling through a courtyard.
The only ones anxious and agitated were the program team.

Zong Mo looked down at himself. He had woken up early to pack his luggage and make breakfast, so naturally, he had dressed for comfort. A casual hoodie, loose and relaxed.
Yesterday, the assistant Little Wan had only helped him move some things. He didn’t have a dedicated stylist. This morning, he had just run his fingers through his hair a couple of times and appeared with a completely bare face.
But he had rested well last night. He was very relaxed, with a hint of casual laziness, and even showed a bit of a youthful feel.
Ruan Chi walked past him to the back row without any comment.

“Zong Mo, come and sit in the back.”
The first thing upon getting in the car was, of course, to take a seat. The first sentence was, of course, an order to Zong Mo.
Zong Mo: …
He obediently changed his seat to the back row, sitting on the same long bench as Ruan Chi.
The cameraman was in the seat further inside. Ruan Chi sat on the side closer to the door, with Zong Mo sandwiched in the middle.
From the single chair in front of the cameraman, another rumbling sound came.

This rumble reminded Zong Mo. He offered breakfast again, but not to Ling Han.
“Ruan-ge, have you had breakfast? Are you hungry?”
Ruan Chi replied very habitually, “Mm, what did you prepare?”
Zong Mo took out two flavors of sandwiches. Because the fillings were substantial and filling, half a sandwich was one serving. And because they tasted good, eating two servings at once wasn’t too much. Tu Bu had wolfed down two different flavors in one go.
Ruan Chi raised his noble hand and took both servings of sandwiches.
Zong Mo: “…I haven’t eaten either?”
Ruan Chi was very easy-going today and even gave one serving back, the shrimp one.
As the designated chef for the entire program team, Zong Mo finally began to eat.

The sandwiches had already cooled, and the aroma was limited. But as soon as you put them in your mouth and chewed, the fragrance of the food immediately spread, especially since the two of them were eating together in the back row.
Not to mention Ling Han, even the cameraman next to them, while taking their close-ups, his stomach rumbled.
Zong Mo quickly finished his sandwich and noticed that Ruan Chi was eating absentmindedly by the window. After a long time, he hadn’t eaten much.
Ling Han couldn’t help but look in the rearview mirror several times, extremely hungry, but could only clench his fists.

Zong Mo was afraid Ruan Chi would dislike the cold sandwich, and besides, he had a stomach problem. So he asked, “Is it not good, Ruan… ge?”
Ruan Chi glanced faintly at the rearview mirror and said calmly, “It’s good.”
Zong Mo: ?
Hmm??
This was the first time CEO Ruan had praised his cooking. It felt like a lie. He didn’t quite believe it.
“Then why are you eating so slowly?”
“Not very hungry.”
Zong Mo let out an “oh,” then glanced at the sandwich in Ruan Chi’s hand, feeling he wasn’t quite full himself.
The sandwiches he made were really delicious. He himself could wolf down three at once.
But the large batch of sandwiches that had been snatched away to the other car was, nine times out of ten, not coming back. Otherwise, would Director Tu have asked him for more?
He began to have a clearer understanding of the style of this show.

“I can’t eat anymore.”
Ruan Chi put down the half-eaten sandwich, looked up, and noticed the young man in the rearview mirror was peeking at him again, his throat even shamelessly bobbing.
Heh.
Interesting.
Zong Mo was only staring at the sandwich in his hand, having long forgotten the starving little wolf dog.

Ruan Chi handed the remaining sandwich back and said, “You eat the rest.”
Like throwing away trash.
Zong Mo didn’t really mind. They kissed every few days. How could he be disgusted by the other’s leftovers? However, he usually at most finished the food left on the plate. Sharing a bite of the same sandwich was a first.
He took a bite, and only then did he remember the camera next to him.
Zong Mo: …
“Um, Director Tu, please edit this part out.”
Tu Bu: ?
The director, who hadn’t been paying much attention to what was happening in the back row, also looked in the rearview mirror.
What is this, a guilty conscience?

Ruan Chi, for some strange reason, wanted to take back the trash he had thrown away.
Zong Mo, whose food was suddenly snatched away: ?
Ruan Chi, right in front of him, quickly finished the rest of the sandwich.
Only after finishing did he say, “I feel hungry again.”
The young man, observing the movements in the back row through the rearview mirror, was stunned, completely forgetting to manage his expression.
An eighteenth-tier celebrity with abnormally good resources and a rich tycoon who had parachuted into the entertainment industry…
Fuck, he got it!!

No matter how young and naive Ling Han was, he knew that dirty things like sponsorship and the casting couch were common in the entertainment industry.
Zong Mo was a big, able-bodied man. What could be so involuntary? For such a person to choose to rely on a sponsor, it must be because he himself wasn’t working hard and just wanted to take a shortcut to the top by latching onto a powerful figure.
Pathetic! Unclean!
And he also knew that many older male tycoons particularly liked to play with men. This was much more disgusting than being sponsored by a rich woman!
From Zong Mo’s online reputation, through the overwhelming “wife” comments and all sorts of unbearable lewd talk…
Ling Han was almost certain that he was warming the bed of an old man.
But now…
Something wasn’t quite right.

Based on the relevant rumors and what he had seen with his own eyes at Ruan Chi’s front door, this should be a real tycoon.
But with his age and looks, did he need to pay to sponsor a young celebrity…?
There should be plenty of young celebrities willing to throw themselves at him for free, right?
No matter how you looked at it, these two were definitely willing partners!
Thinking this, Ling Han felt more and more that Zong Mo was unclean. Even looking at him was disgusting.
Zong Mo: ?

After the nanny van was full, it drove for a while longer. The “capturing” for the day was over. Zong Mo was a little disappointed not to have seen Gongs #3 and #4 in person. It was a great fortune not to have seen Lu Bo.

A week later, Field Diary released its first pilot episode on Le Yu TV, first announcing two guests.
As the first artists to be announced, Gongs #3 and #4 were, of course, something special. Not long after the pilot episode was released, they rushed to the top of the trending list.
It was a speed Zong Mo could only dream of, but still a little slower than his CEO Ruan and Lu Bo.

The twin brothers Qi Nanfeng and Qi Zhiyi, both 23, were actually old seniors who had been in the industry for a full ten years, and were even the first generation of idol boy bands in the book’s world. In the first few years of their debut, the idol market had not yet flourished. They were simply unbeatable, unbelievably popular.
Being a singing and dancing idol couldn’t last a lifetime. The two came from an unusual family background and were quite far-sighted. When they were sixteen or seventeen, they drastically reduced their entertainment activities and went abroad for university.
The older brother studied science, the younger brother studied arts. The older brother occasionally worked as a model and walked in fashion weeks, while the younger brother preferred acting and was currently one of the hottest Chinese faces in the European and American film and television circles.

The twin brothers, who had been tied together since childhood, had not appeared together in public for a full two years. Singing and dancing performances and participating in variety shows were completely out of the question. Their once booming popularity seemed to have disappeared from the land of China.
When the pilot episode came out, Zong Mo only then learned how long-lasting mother fans were. Not only did they send the two to the number one spot on the trending list, but they also brought the obscure little variety show Field Diary to the second spot.

The third guest to be announced was Ling Han. To maintain the mystery until the last moment, his segment only aired until before Zong Mo got in the car.
Ling Han was born with a good voice and was discovered by a scout as a singer. He didn’t have a particularly prominent family background or a brilliant resume, and he had been in the industry for less than a year. The program team, making the most of what they had, released a compilation of his childhood singing competitions to fill the time, calling him a gift from God, but…
Zong Mo couldn’t say which was funnier, the smug face or the watermelon haircut. Being born late was not good; all your dark history is in high definition.

Next, it was Ruan Chi’s turn.
The program team’s car was still some distance from Ruan Chi’s house, but you could already see the luxury of the mansion from its general outline. When the camera zoomed in a little, all the expectant viewers saw—
A huge mosaic.
Zong Mo: ?
The last time he had seen a house being censored seemed to belong to a certain foreign politician. Because the country was not very peaceful, strict privacy protection was needed to prevent assassination.
The bullet comments were, as expected, full of question marks:
[What is CEO Ruan’s background? Why is his house censored???]
[Even with the mosaic, I can see the inhuman luxury!]

“Why is it censored, CEO Ruan? Are you afraid of being assassinated?” Zong Mo asked.
Ruan Chi didn’t curse him, just said three words, “It would be annoying.”
Zong Mo continued to watch and felt that his CEO Ruan had miscalculated this time.
If he had generously shown the mansion to everyone, some might have suspected it was a show. But with the self-defeating mosaic, the netizens instantly reached a consensus, with only one question remaining: What exactly was Ruan Chi’s background?
A mysterious tycoon parachuting into the entertainment industry sent Ruan Chi directly to the top of the trending list until the next day.
He had to admire the digging ability of the internet. There were even speculations that Ruan Chi was a little prince from an oil country.
Zong Mo: …Isn’t this a bit too ridiculous?

As they dug, they finally found the right place. Just the surname “Ruan” could reveal too much.
The two of them sat on the sofa, each playing with their own phone. Ruan Chi went out to make a call midway, and Zong Mo continued to scroll.
Ruan Chi’s position on the trending list dropped a little with each refresh.
Zong Mo: ?
He refreshed again, and the trending topic was gone completely. Even the leading marketing accounts that had been digging had either deleted their posts or changed their tune 180 degrees in unison.
Hmm?
Zong Mo searched the web again. The interview with Old Master Ruan from many years ago had also vanished into thin air.
When Ruan Chi returned, he was visibly irritated.

Zong Mo felt the palpable low pressure around him but couldn’t contain his curiosity about the mysterious Gong #2. He asked, “CEO Ruan, you don’t want your identity to be dug up by netizens?”
“What do you think?” Ruan Chi said. “Even as an eighteenth-tier celebrity, there are paparazzi following you around.”
“…Then why did you debut as an actor?”
Ruan Chi said without thinking, “It’s still quite interesting.”
“Then did you just spend money to lower the trending topic?”
“Mm.”
“How much did it cost?”
“More than you’ve earned in total, anyway.”
Zong Mo: …

The reason he could easily solve the trending topic with money was partly because the part after the mosaic mansion was also eye-catching.
For example, the program team being shut out after getting out of the car. Seeing the program team, which perennially tormented celebrities, get a taste of their own medicine, the netizens were overjoyed. Even the face of the bodyguard, which was also censored, became part of the joke.
The attention quickly shifted.
Next was Zong Mo, showing off his cooking skills in high-definition. The bullet comments were full of hungry cries.
But Zong Mo discovered with regret that he hadn’t gained a wave of wife fans. He couldn’t even dream of the mother fans that the Qi brothers had. Instead, the netizens wanted to adopt him as their mother.
Zong Mo: …?
He specially registered an account on Le Yu TV and sent a fierce bullet comment:
[Male mommies are really not okay!!]
After a while, he looked again. A small tail had been added after his bullet comment.
[I want a male mommy, I want a male mommy!!!]
[Even if you’re wearing a disguise, I know you’re Zong Mo [Wicked smile]]
Zong Mo: ?

As for what happened in the car, the two times he had let “CEO Ruan” slip, and the scene of them sharing a sandwich, were all edited out as agreed.
Many of the scenes where Ling Han gave him a cold shoulder were also cut. At first glance, he just looked like a quiet and reserved young man, not an arrogant and rude junior, very deceptive.
However, the few times Ling Han’s stomach rumbled were not only not cut out but were mercilessly singled out by the program team, the volume amplified, and repeatedly emphasized with post-production special effects.
Tsk, although he didn’t become the great male protagonist this time either, it was still satisfying.