311: Chapter 311: Sudden Incident 311: Chapter 311: Sudden Incident Zhang Guoli was so furious that he left early.
Chen Haotian glanced at Zhao Xinxin with a complex expression, looked at Tangyu, and said, “Congratulations,” before also making his exit.
What remained was Zhao Xinxin’s solo performance.
Zhao Xinxin was thrilled today; standing on stage, she spoke freely, sharing thoughts she had buried in her heart.
For seven years, she had been waiting for the right opportunity, and clearly, striking a strategic partnership with Dali’s new product was a great chance for development.
After speaking for a full twenty minutes, Zhao Xinxin finally thanked the audience, and the press conference for Dali’s new product came to a successful close.
After expressing her gratitude to the press, Zhao Xinxin and Manager Duan shared a thankful embrace with each other, and after these gestures, Zhao Xinxin approached Tangyu and Liu Shanshan and said, “Let’s go home and celebrate at lunch.”
Surrounded by a throng of media journalists, Zhao Xinxin, Tangyu, and the third person left the venue, and even when they exited the hotel, the reporters were reluctant to disperse, eager to capture more publicity shots, creating a rather star-studded atmosphere.
“Huangfu Jing, you big liar!
How can you face your countless fans?
Fan meetings canceled, concerts postponed, all events canceled—how can you justify this to the fans who have waited so long?” A loud and angry voice rang out, and the media journalists, who had been focusing on Tangyu and the others, turned towards the source of the noise.
The speaker was a middle-aged, overweight man, followed by a team of about twenty dressed uniformly, signifying their group identity.
Looking righteously indignant, he seemed to be a fan of Huangfu Jing but was calling her a liar on this occasion.
Tangyu arched an eyebrow at the group.
He knew Huangfu Jing was genuinely ill, having advised her to cancel all events himself, certainly not out of pretense or deceit.
Tangyu’s gaze fixed on the man who had shouted, identifying him as a troll, likely put up to this to slander Huangfu Jing.
With so many media journalists present, it was quite the opportune moment.
If it attracted their attention, the issue could magnify.
Tangyu then wondered who might hold such a grudge against Huangfu Jing to hire so many trolls to discredit her?
“That’s right, Huangfu Jing is a liar who has seriously deceived our emotions as fans.
We’ve been waiting for her fan meeting and concert for half a year, having bought the tickets early, and yet she canceled and postponed them, a huge disappointment to us loyal fans,” another voice added.
“Call Huangfu Jing out to give us a reasonable explanation, or we won’t leave today.
Fellow media journalists, please help us judge this situation.”
“Huangfu Jing said she canceled all her events, but why did she agree to endorse Dali’s new product this time?
Isn’t that contradictory?
We, as fans, deserve a reasonable explanation, or else we’ll stay put right here,” yet another person contested.
Many of Huangfu Jing’s fans, who were already loitering around, heard the commotion and gathered around, many expressing their skepticism about Huangfu Jing endorsing Dali’s new product.
The hotel security rushed to the scene, but there were too many people and they were unable to maintain order, merely standing by, prepared for anything.
The media cameras then turned towards Zhao Huanxin, Tangyu, and the third person, and some were also taking pictures of the disgruntled fans.
With so many media outlets involved, the issue was clearly escalating.
Tangyu’s expression darkened slightly.
It was obvious that Xinxin Culture and Art was being targeted, otherwise they wouldn’t have brought up the endorsement deal with Dali’s new product.
The announcement had just been made, and already so many were causing a disturbance—could it be a coincidence?
Only a fool would think so.
Tangyu’s first suspect was naturally Zhang Guoli; his guilt seemed most likely.
However, this incident likely wouldn’t affect the collaboration with Dali’s new product, though it could cause some trouble for Huangfu Jing.
“I am highly suspicious that Huangfu Jing is faking her illness.
It is impossible that she got sick just after getting off the plane and canceled all her commitments—that is a blatantly irresponsible act.
I am even more suspicious that this has to do with the endorsement case of Dali’s new product.
Someone come out and give us a legitimate explanation, do not deceive our kind-hearted fans anymore,” the leading man called out, posing as a hurt fan, which resonated with many and drew the media’s cameras to him.
A chilling gleam crossed Tangyu’s eyes.
If Zhang Guoli was indeed behind this, his tactics were downright low.
If he had issues, he could have targeted him directly—why involve Huangfu Jing?
Tangyu detested involving his friends the most; it crossed his bottom line.
“You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just say anything you like.
If you were truly a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing, you could never say such a thing,”, Tangyu confronted the man, his gaze piercing as he stood before him.
The man felt uncomfortable under Tangyu’s intense gaze but quickly recovered, staring back at Tangyu and retorted, “Who are you to say such things?
What’s wrong with what I said?”
“You don’t need to know who I am.
I just can’t stand seeing you distort the truth and smear others.
As a man with a conscience, I cannot tolerate such actions,” Tangyu declared, positioning himself on a moral high ground, which indeed won the favor of many.
One portrayed as a fan deeply hurt by Huangfu Jing, and the other stood morally condemning the act.
Currently, it seemed neither was in the wrong.
“Humph, what a joke.
Where did I distort the truth?
Where did I smear Huangfu Jing?
Tell me,” the lead man sneered.
Tangyu quickly said, “First, you claim to be a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing, but as soon as you arrived, you started cursing profusely, calling her a liar, demanding explanations, accusing her of faking illness.
What is your intention here?
Don’t you think your words have massively backfired on you?
If you were truly a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing, would you start by hurling abusive curses and labeling her with so many accusations?
Isn’t this smearing?
Any person with a normal way of thinking can see your hidden motives, and you still have the audacity to call yourself a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing?”
Tangyu’s words were sharp and piercing, cutting right to the heart of the matter, and he spoke with such a commanding presence that it naturally had a powerful deterrent effect.
The complexion of the man leading the accusers changed frequently, and he immediately made excuses, “This is due to my deep love and profound disappointment.
Imagine, as a loyal fan, I eagerly awaited half a year for Huangfu Jing to come to Donglin City, but as soon as she arrived, she immediately announced she was sick, canceled all activities, and even said the concert would be tentatively postponed.
Maybe I was overzealous, perhaps I am quick-tempered, but I felt deceived, which is why I came here to get an explanation.”
“Is this how you seek an explanation?
By starting off with berating and spewing filth?
Even debt collectors practice ‘courtesy before force.’ Even if you are upset, it’s barely been a week, just four days, and you’re already this impatient?
Look at those fans, they’ve been here for four days and nights without seeing Huangfu Jing.
Do you see them complaining?
If you really were a fan of Huangfu Jing, no matter what, you should support her unconditionally.
Not only do you not care about her health, but you also bring people here to throw mud.
Am I wrong to say you are smearing Huangfu Jing?
If you truly loved someone deeply, would you start hurling abuses over a trivial matter?
A man’s love should be forgiving, no matter what the other party did wrong, you should forgive her.
Only then do you have the right to say you truly love her.
You contradict yourself, yet you still dare claim you’re a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing.
If you’re not smearing her, then what are you doing?” Tangyu said.
“You—” The man leading the accusers was choked up and could not utter a single word, his face turning beet red.
The true loyal fans of Huangfu Jing had a sudden realization and unanimously turned against the group with malicious intent, severely condemning them.
Zhao Xinxin smiled, not expecting Tangyu to be so eloquent and incisive in his words.
Liu Shanshan was slightly taken aback.
Tangyu’s words made her realize that indeed, love for someone should come with infinite tolerance.
As they faced the public castigation, the group’s facial expressions grew ugly, and they seemed disoriented; they were just paid to act, thinking it was a simple job, but ended up being left speechless by one person’s response.
“Say what you want, but we are merely filled with rage and seeking an explanation, not trying to smear,” the leading man stubbornly argued.
“An explanation was already given by Huangfu Jing,” Tangyu retorted.
“Her health really isn’t good, and she cannot participate in any activities for the time being.
Hasn’t the official announcement been made?
What more do you need to clarify?
Are you expecting to verify it in person before believing?
If you can’t even trust Huangfu Jing on this basic level, then, to speak bluntly, you don’t deserve to say you like Huangfu Jing—it’s simply revolting,” Tangyu said.
The leading man, driven to fury, his face turning green, retorted, “What right do you have to say that to me?”
“As someone with a sense of justice, I have every right to say that.
Besides, I consider myself a fan of Huangfu Jing too.
If you still insist you are a loyal fan of Huangfu Jing and deny any intention to smear her, then I’ll ask you a question.
How many songs by Huangfu Jing can you name?
Don’t sing them, just say the titles.
You don’t even need to list many, just name twenty songs, and I’ll acknowledge you as a true fan of Huangfu Jing.
How about that?” Tangyu challenged.
The leading man’s face fell; he couldn’t even name ten songs, maybe two or three at most.
“Since you can’t name them, then you better leave now and stop disgusting everyone here,” Tangyu said with a cold laugh.
As things unfolded, anyone could see that these people had come only to smear Huangfu Jing.
Her true loyal fans were also enraged; they couldn’t believe someone dared to defame their idol.
They charged angrily toward them, some even ready to start a physical altercation.
Intimidated by this formidable crowd, the group fled in embarrassment.
They were just over twenty people, while the fans numbered over a hundred.
Once these troublemakers had been driven out, the focus turned to Tangyu, with many voices of praise and appreciation echoing around, and the media attention concentrated on him.
“Everyone, let’s disperse.
I believe that anyone of us could do what I did.
Since we all love Huangfu Jing, we should trust and support her a hundred percent.
Believe that she won’t let you down.
Let’s all pray for her swift recovery,” Tangyu said smilingly, which triggered roaring applause like thunder.