My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 213: Bo Yan, Put Your Hand Down

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Bo Yan, Put Your Hand Down

Fans initially looked forward to Bo Yan being involved in a scandal, then to him falling in love, and finally, they lowered their expectations further, hoping he would appear on a poster with another female actress, and not through photoshopping.

The celebrated actor Bo Yan responded to this question very realistically, "It depends on fate. I don’t know if there will be a chance."

After several years of waiting, the day finally came when the celebrated actor Bo Yan was seen holding a female actress on a poster.

Therefore, his comment section exploded, and so did Yuran’s official Weibo account. Everyone wanted to see which lady was so fortunate to have the celebrated actor Bo Yan willingly hold her on a poster.

Upon looking, the big reveal was shocking.

It was the popular composer.

Wait a second, that’s not right. Has the composer started acting now?

Then came a wave of skepticism. Annan was looking through the doubts expressed by netizens on Yuran’s phone, finding their words distasteful and somewhat angry.

Yuran fiddled with a toy in her hand and smiled faintly, "If you’re angry, don’t look at it. There’s no need to reply either. This kind of skeptism is to be expected. As a newcomer without any works, it’s natural to be questioned. Is it strange? If my cooperation was with a newbie or a second-tier actor, it might not seem like such a big deal, but do you know the status of the celebrated actor Bo Yan? This is reaching for the stars, so the current situation is actually the gentlest of feedback. Why should you be angry?"

Annan looked at her in disbelief, unable to comprehend her composed demeanor after being slandered, "You’re not angry? Being cursed and pointed at for no reason at all? They think they know who you are? Just wild speculation. It’s utterly absurd."

Yuran propped her chin, more concerned about other things, "I’m more worried that if I go back to school, it might cause too much impact. And if it does, what should I do? I’m even more worried about being expelled."

Annan said, "I really admire your attitude."

The Bo Yan Fan Club.

Most of the die-hard fans in the Bo Yan Fan Club actually joyously accepted this surprising move by Bo Yan, feeling as if they had finally seen their idol step down from his pedestal, no longer so unreachable, inadvertently narrowing the gap.

Only a very few still couldn’t believe how a man who wouldn’t even do kissing scenes managed to embrace someone else?

There were more jealous people.

Envious of others’ success, all sorts of sour moves were played out online.

Anyway, it cost them nothing, so why not slander others?

...

Xie Cheng held his phone, wanting to speak but stopping himself as he looked toward Bo Yan, focusing mainly on the phone in his hand, "Celebrated actor Bo Yan, I have something to discuss. Could you let me manage your account during this period? I’m worried you can’t help but clash with the fans."

"I won’t," Bo Yan said without looking up.

Xie Cheng nodded, slightly reassured, but before he could fully relax, he heard a series of notifications coming from Bo Yan’s side, and his own phone displayed Bo Yan’s latest official Weibo update.

Xie Cheng was dumbstruck. "Bo Yan, put your hand down. What happened to the promise you just made? Did you feed it to the dog?"

Bo Yan V: Thankful for the crew helping me to break through. @RSMXuanZe·[email protected]

Xie Cheng saw the official Weibo post and breathed a sigh of relief. It was alright, he had just reposted Xuan Ze’s official Weibo and then proceeded to promote the other actors in a very standard manner. But why did he omit several?

Xie Cheng looked at him, "You’ve missed promoting several others. Did you forget?"

Bo Yan, "No, I didn’t forget. I just don’t feel like promoting them."

Xie Cheng, "Your petty-mindedness will make you lose fans!"

Bo Yan, "Oh, my daily fan growth stats are quite good, actually. The number of fans I lose is not as many as the number I gain. You don’t care about the gains but focus on the losses. Are you doing your job? Answer me with your conscience."

Xie Cheng: "...I..."

He really did run into it.

The people who weren’t influenced by Bo Yan’s promotion, including Zhen Ni and several others who discussed Yuran intentionally or not, didn’t really know their names. He had his Little Assistant research it without alerting Xie Cheng to avoid, well, overthinking and hindering performance.

The online battlefield is never short of warriors. Stars who weren’t promoted by Bo Yan were subject to various speculations, most of which were negative. For a while, the internet was abuzz. Speaking of which, the photo of Bo Yan and Yuran reminded many fans of Tang Wan and Xuan Che of the old days.

Because of Bo Yan, many Diyang stars re-posted his Weibo post.

The ones Bo Yan didn’t influence, the Diyang stars did not endorse.

This move could indeed be called, crafty.

...

Even within Diyang, there was ongoing discussion about what the situation was and why their God of Wealth was getting involved.

The topic stayed hot within Diyang’s internal group, where the artists were very united and never leaked internal news. They were open with each other on all topics, free from the worries of competing for resources or the top spot.

In Diyang, as long as you work hard, there is no shortage of resources.

Unless you’re completely unhelpable, naturally, Diyang’s internal group isn’t just something any artist can join, only those with a lifetime contract can.

Like Lao Ji, like Han Yunfei.

The weekly drama "General’s Token" had finished filming except for a few scenes which needed additional shots from the two. When they ran into each other at the studio, Han Yunfei gossiped with Lao Ji, "Hey, Lao Ji, who do you think our boss is standing up for?"

Lao Ji shook his head, "If I knew, would I still just be an actor?"

Han Yunfei squinted her eyes, laughing, the gleam of gossip in her gaze, "Interesting. I think it’s M.YU. A woman’s sixth sense is very accurate. Haven’t you noticed that President Qi is always very polite to her?"

Lao Ji: "...Have you misunderstood your career choice? You’re clearly more suited to be a paparazzo."

Han Yunfei, "Do you believe I can beat you to death!"

...

Inside a room at the Marseille Hotel.

Zhen Ni slammed her phone down onto the floor with such force that it startled her assistant, who quickly stepped away. However, the broken parts still flew up and grazed the Little Assistant’s face. She didn’t dare cry out in pain and stood to the side, looking desolate.

The manager rushed in from the balcony, held down the phone’s microphone, and frowned at Zhen Ni, "What are you doing?" He then turned to the Little Assistant, "Why are you standing there looking dumb? Hurry up and clean this up."

The Little Assistant hurriedly ran over, ignoring the blood on her face, and bent down to pick up the pieces of the phone from the floor.

Zhen Ni huffed, walked over to the bed and sat down, her face dark and unpleasant to look at. The manager casually made small talk with the person on the other end of the phone, then hung up and approached her, "What exactly is going on? How did you offend Bo Yan the Movie Emperor?"

Now the whole entertainment circle was guessing. Zhen Ni and a few other stars weren’t endorsed by the great Bo Yan—was it because they did something shameful? The speculations were very unpleasant, but partially true.

The manager sighed, "Whether you’re wrong or not, you’re going to apologize to Bo Yan the Movie Emperor tomorrow."