The makeup artist came in with the filming colleagues. Wen Shengsheng originally thought the makeup artist would conceal the scars on her face, but after the makeup was done, her injuries became remarkably obvious, making her look as if she had been beaten severely.
The filming colleagues also briefly explained to Wen Shengsheng what would happen next, and she then understood the purpose of the video she was about to shoot.
Thinking of Feng Jinxiu’s usual care, Wen Shengsheng felt a pang of guilt. However, given her current predicament and inability to even protect herself, she couldn’t concern herself with Feng Jinxiu.
After all, if she left Wanqing Entertainment, she would never see President Gu again…
With this thought, Wen Shengsheng immediately made up her mind.
Tearfully and sobbing for the video, Wen Shengsheng furrowed her brow, recounting her agent's psychological manipulation and physical abuse. She even earnestly apologized to Suisui, Ling Fenghan, and the fans who had spoken up for her last night.
Although she had been coerced and threatened into targeting Suisui and feigning an encounter with Ling Fenghan, if she had bravely said no to violence, perhaps none of this would have happened.
The moment Wen Shengsheng’s video was released, it caused a massive uproar. Everyone was shocked that an agent could be so terrifying!
Not only did she instigate minors, but she also controlled her artists, subjecting them to both psychological and physical abuse.
At this point, people within the industry also began to reveal long-held rumors, such as using underhanded tactics to ostracize artists and forcing them into compromising situations…
Netizens were once again engrossed in the gossip, keeping them busy for the day.
Ling Fenghan watched Wen Shengsheng’s apology video on his phone screen, his lips turning down slightly, as if he had finally caught up on all the gossip.
“Wanqing Entertainment has issued a public apology, stating that while Feng Jinxiu’s personal conduct was improper, Wanqing Entertainment is undeniable responsible for its insufficient employee management. They are willing to compensate you 500,000 yuan for emotional distress and will also establish an Artist Rights Protection Foundation with three million yuan to safeguard artists’ legal rights. This has finally appeased the netizens’ anger,” the agent said, taking back his phone. “In short, this matter has come to an end.”
“Regardless, after this incident, I don’t think that sasaeng fan will dare to harass you again,” the agent said with relief.
“Mm,” Ling Fenghan nodded, a genuine smile gracing his lips.
Seeing Ling Fenghan’s sincere smile, the agent smiled along.
He was the one who understood Ling Fenghan's struggles the most, and seeing him like this made him happier than anyone.
Concurrently, Xia Qingtian, who was having breakfast after her morning training, heard a beep in her mind.
[Destiny System has been activated.
Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. One Time Stopper (fifteen minutes) has been issued.
As the host has exceeded the mission requirements, you are rewarded with one lucky draw chance.]
Xia Qingtian blinked. It seemed her emotional release agent had been worthwhile. Not only had she completed the mission of getting close to Ling Fenghan and uncovering the truth, but she had also exceeded it.
With such good news first thing in the morning, everything today was bound to go smoothly.
Thinking that Suisui was going to participate in a television recording today and that she would officially return to campus, Xia Qingtian’s mood brightened considerably.
This good mood, however, only lasted until the end of the first class.
Having been absent for so long, Xia Qingtian had missed quite a lot.
Because she had taken sick leave, the advisor merely inquired about her health and said no more. However, the class president of Financial Class 1 strongly expressed her dissatisfaction with Xia Qingtian.
“Xia Qingtian, do you know that because of you, our class has the worst attendance in the entire department!”
“I know now,” Xia Qingtian said, reaching for Li Xiaoxiao’s notes next to her. “Can I copy your notes?”
“Here you go,” Li Xiaoxiao said casually. “My handwriting is a bit messy, I hope you don’t mind.”
“It’s fine, I can recognize them,” Xia Qingtian said. After turning just one page, she felt her previous statement hadn’t been precise enough.
She could only recognize half of them; the other half were scribbles that she would have to guess.
“Xia Qingtian! I’m talking to you!” the class president said, clearly displeased with Xia Qingtian’s attitude.
“Who are you?” Xia Qingtian finally looked up at her.
“I’m Jiang Yingying!” Jiang Yingying puffed out her chest and said coldly, “You’ve been gone for so long that you don’t even remember your classmates! You should at least remember the class president! You didn’t even inform us when you took leave, do you know how much trouble you’ve caused me? If you don’t want to study, why don’t you just drop out!”
Jiang Yingying felt she was entirely in the right and began slamming the table with a resounding bang.
The entire large classroom turned to look, including students from Financial Class 1, Financial Class 3, and Computer Science Class 1.
“Hey, I’m talking to you, did you hear me!” Jiang Yingying asked impatiently when Xia Qingtian ignored her. “Don’t think that just because you’re good-looking and can act cute, others have to tolerate your bad behavior!”
Xia Qingtian then raised her hand and applauded, saying, “Class President, what great authority you wield!”
“What did you say?” Jiang Yingying was taken aback by Xia Qingtian’s attitude.
“Come on, repeat what you just said. I’ll record it and post it online so everyone can witness the authority of the class president of Financial Class 1,” Xia Qingtian said, holding up her phone towards Jiang Yingying.
“You! What are you filming! What kind of attitude is that! You skipped class and lowered the entire class’s attendance, and now you’re right?” Jiang Yingying said, covering half her face with her hand.
“I’m recording this. Class President, please be precise with your words. What do you mean by skipping class? I had a valid medical certificate from the hospital when I requested leave, so how is it skipping class? Unofficial leave does not affect class attendance; anyone knows that. Are you happy to wrongly accuse people, Class President? If you want to show off your authority, just say so. Do you want me to shout ‘Long live’ three times?”
“How would I know you took sick leave! You didn’t tell me!” Jiang Yingying’s eyes showed a flicker of panic.
“I just realized I should have asked permission from the class president, not the advisor, for my sick leave. Come, Class President, state your new rule again loudly so that all the students of Z University can know that from now on, everyone must ask for leave from our esteemed Class President Jiang Yingying! This is the new school rule established by our Class President Jiang Yingying!”
“You! What nonsense are you spouting! I never said that!” Jiang Yingying’s eyes reddened with anxiety at Xia Qingtian’s words.
“Really? That’s what I heard you say,” Li Xiaoxiao said, tilting her head to look at Jiang Yingying.
“That’s right, we have a witness and a video, so Class President doesn’t need to worry. As a humble commoner, how would I dare to provoke the Class President,” Xia Qingtian said sarcastically.
“You! You!” Jiang Yingying, silenced by Xia Qingtian’s retort, stomped her foot and slumped onto a nearby table, bursting into tears.
“Crying? Really? You’re crying already?”