Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xia Siyu turned her head and looked out of the car window at the night sky, “What could there be between him and me.”
As they spoke, the car left the venue. Little Tang glanced at the rearview mirror, “It looks like a car is following us.”
Without a second thought, Xia Siyu blurted out, “It’s either the paparazzi or a stalker. Shake them off.”
Little Tang was puzzled.
Nowadays, do paparazzi and stalkers chase after cars in Maybachs?
The car headed towards Xia Siyu’s apartment building, but as they approached the street corner outside the complex, they saw several cars parked outside the gate from a distance.
Without a doubt, the paparazzi had found her again!
Weijingjing, with her extensive experience, immediately told Little Tang, “Turn around.”
The thing was, Xia Siyu had been in the eye of the storm in recent years. Being notorious was still a form of fame; she became a top influencer. When trouble arose, paparazzi, stalkers, and antis (hackers) swarmed like mosquitoes from everywhere.
Xia Siyu was exasperated by the harassment, having moved seven or eight times already. She had only moved into this apartment a few months ago, and yet, these people had found her again in less than half a year.
The car started driving towards Huixing Entertainment’s dormitory. On the way, Wei Jingjing unlocked her Weibo.
She wished she hadn’t, as the sight made her eyes go dark.
The top ten trending searches on Weibo included Xia Siyu’s name four times, in addition to the two entries that had climbed the ranks earlier in the day, #BoYanXiaSiyu# and #XiaSiyuUncooperative# were soaring even faster, firmly securing the top two spots.
Besides those, #BoYanReluctant# and #BoYanRefusesCP#, although not directly mentioning Xia Siyu by name, were unmistakably discussing her remarks about refusing to work with Bo Yan upon clicking into them.
The top ten trending searches were dominated by six entries related to Xia Siyu and seven related to Bo Yan, practically overrun by the duo.
And Shang Feifei, who had just won the Best Actress award, was lingering pitifully in the eighth spot.
Bo Yan missed the Best Actor award by just one vote and thus narrowly missed the accolade. The main reason was that he had already won Best Actor the previous year; the standards for a second Gold Oscar were quite high, so it was awarded to another senior actor from a different film. But Bo Yan’s acting and professionalism were beyond doubt.
Though the absolute stars of the night should have been Shang Feifei and Bo Yan, the spotlight was unexpectedly stolen by Xia Siyu, with her strange trending-search physique.
Glancing further down at the comments, there were over thirty thousand replies and more than a hundred thousand shares.
She clicked on a random comment and found the responses to be extremely provocative.
There were those who cursed her as shameless,
“Xia Siyu, you really have no FACE; look at who you are, daring to despise our Yan Bao!”
Some accused her of chasing clout,
“Do trending searches cost you nothing? You bought six! Why didn’t you save it for your mother to celebrate the New Year? Why not it to disaster-stricken areas?”
And then there were the brutally simple ones,
“Grass, a type of plant”
“F***, a type of action”
“Roll, a type of position”
As Wei Jingjing read on, she felt her heart couldn’t take much more. Sitting beside her, Xia Siyu leaned over, took a casual glance, and showed little reaction, merely pursing her lips, “What does it have to do with them, how boring.”
No sooner had she spoken than she suddenly snatched Wei Jingjing’s phone, her gaze falling on the tenth trending entry.
She clicked into it and saw an interview with Bo Yan on the red carpet. His eyes were intense, his expression serious, “Because this reflects my real experience. I once cared for someone, and then she dumped me.”