For a moment, the staff on set began discussing amongst themselves.
Qi Liang was still sitting behind the monitor and noticed Tang Li’s distraction, thinking she was unhappy: "Do you support Huang Jiwen?"
"Do you support Huang Jiwen?" Deng Xian passed by, just in time to hear Director Qi’s words, and looked at Tang Li with an indescribable look in his eyes: "I’m afraid you’re the unique supporter in our crew."
Even Zhang Qifeng, who stood behind the director watching replays and usually didn’t pay attention to gossip, chimed in: "Xiao Tang, I hope you don’t mind me saying this, your acting is not bad, but your political awareness needs to be improved."
In less than ten minutes, the entire crew knew Tang Li was a supporter of Huang Jiwen.
Yu Sui was quite surprised when she heard it: "You change loyalties that quickly?"
Tang Li looked at her virtual frog son on the tablet with a wooden expression. After explaining five or six times, the crew still looked at her with a "I understand, I understand" sympathetic gaze. Tang Li’s eyelids twitched and she gave up trying to clarify who she supported in the election.
Yu Sui noticed Tang Li’s frog son was still named Song Jili and suggested beside her: "Shouldn’t you also change your son’s name?"
"Change to what?" Tang Li looked at her, puzzled.
"To Huang Jili, of course."
Back in her room, Tang Li didn’t go to take a shower. She kicked off her shoes, disregarded the mud on her body, and sat down on the floor before placing the tablet on her lap to begin refreshing the news.
The presidential election results were announced at 12 noon sharp.
More than two hours had passed, and news about the New President was already at the top of V Blog headlines.
[New President]’s trending search carried a "hot" tag.
Although she already knew the outcome, seeing the related news now still stirred up indescribable feelings in her.
On V Blog, the discussions among netizens were in full swing.
[Fat Chen]: "Finally, an election result that didn’t leave the media red-faced, I’ll add a little Sprite to my red wine to calm my nerves. [Smile]"
[Sera_Kk]: "The youngest President in S country’s history, Minister Song is formidable!"
[Bei Xi Li]: "Huang Jiwen, don’t hang your head, your toupee will fall off. Huang Jiwen, don’t cry, Song Baiyan will laugh. [Crying]"
[Insect Flying High]: "Looking forward to the inauguration ceremony next Monday! I would like to suggest to the security department of Tan Palace to be extra vigilant on that day to prevent Huang Jiwen from going after the New President with a bucket of feces. After all, Huang Jiwen is a scheming boy who publicly said ’If hypocrites like Minister Song can be elected, he would live stream eating crap.’ He surely can’t eat that much by himself, and he might want to share with the New President. [Twist Butt]"
After scrolling through V Blog for nearly an hour, Tang Li’s mood gradually stabilized. Holding her cellphone hesitantly for a moment, she then dialed Song Baiyan’s number.
This time was different from before; the earpiece relayed a shutdown notice.
During the critically important election voting day, naturally, Song Baiyan wouldn’t be concerned with his cellphone. Tang Li wasn’t anxious or uneasy because she couldn’t get through. She left a comment on V Blog, put down her tablet and cellphone, and got up to shower.
In the evening, Tang Li received a call from Feng Qi.
After learning that she had finished filming, Feng Qi’s voice came through: "I’ve booked your flight for the day after tomorrow. You’ll come back with Deng Xian. I’ve spoken with Deng Xian’s agent; Deng Xian will wrap up tomorrow. I’ve arranged everything, and on Friday, you and Deng Xian will shoot a photo shoot for [XL] magazine."