However... Tang Shu, backed by official endorsement and coinciding with the finale of "You Smile," leaped to the fifteenth spot, even surpassing Chen Xin.
Luo Lin could already foresee that tomorrow the press releases about Tang Shu would be all over the internet.
No, perhaps there’s no need to wait for tomorrow, they could take off any minute now!
"You really are an ancestor..."
It’s unclear whether this is a good or bad thing.
As a veteran in the industry for over a decade, Luo Lin knew the rules of the game very well. For someone like Tang Shu, she might either soar to the heavens, breaking the industry’s unwritten rules and setting a new path for celebrity promotions, or she could draw attention from all sides. Those ranked below her, feeling threatened, might choose to suppress her...
For a small company that had just been established, it’s quite a headache for the agents.
At this very moment, the person who was referred to as the "ancestor" was nestled on the sofa in the company’s lounge, hugging her long-missed beloved Big Horse Monkey, turning on the TV to watch the finale of "You Smile."
She remained calm throughout, as if those two rankings couldn’t stir any ripple in her heart.
Her delicate hand pinched:
The finale of "You Smile" aired on time, and the viewership successfully broke 5, astonishing everyone involved in the industry.
With the collaborative efforts of Wenxin Screenwriter and Director Liu, the last two minutes left a huge surprise: the male and female leads were together, constituting a perfect ending.
Meanwhile, Female Lead No.2 Shen Siyi and Male Lead No.2 Mu Qing encountered each other again, with the latter curling the corners of his mouth into a sly smile, full of implications. Shen Siyi, feeling uneasy, turned her face away, her cheeks flushed red, her lips revealing a hint of a smile.
And then it stopped abruptly.
Whether online or in the real world, netizens were screaming in frustration.
"Fuck, fuck, it’s over just like that?!"
"This cliffhanger, emmmmm, feels like a lot happened, but also like nothing did..."
"Can’t stand this, Director, come out, let’s have a proper talk!"
"Cliffhanger dog! Absolutely intolerable, where’s my forty-meter longsword???"
"Ah, what kind of ending is this?!"
"My god, the director and screenwriter are so damn unethical, you can’t just tell half of the story, what happens next??"
"Ugh, my temper! Hand me a razor blade, please. Director and screenwriter, give me your addresses, I’ll mail a ton over to you!"
The next morning, Tang Shu was woken by the continuous ringing of her phone.
Through a sliver of sunlight shining on the soft silk quilt in the second-floor bedroom, a pale wrist emerged from beneath and accurately grabbed the phone, sliding across the screen with practiced ease.
"Ahhhhh— Shushu, the finale of ’You Smile’ is simply unbearable!!!"
Tang Shu closed her eyes, moving the phone away from her ear, and with the other hand, she pulled the quilt up to cover her fuzzy head.
"Let me tell you I’m going crazy. I haven’t been able to sleep since watching the last episode last night. This is the finale, ahhhhh, how could it be so vague??? Sob sob sob, couldn’t they just kiss, is it so hard to tell if they’re together or not! My heart is absolutely shattered, oh my god—"
The other end of the line rambled on and five minutes later, Tang Shu, unable to bear it any longer, hung up the phone.
And then the vibration sounded again.
"Is this never going to end?"
A cool voice with a hint of huskiness rose, transmitting precisely through the phone to the person at the other end, who seemed to pause for a moment before a deep, light chuckle could be heard.
The voice was bright and clean, warm and unhurried.