This Liu Dong, a trending celebrity, had his ego inflated by his immense popularity and the unwavering support of his fans.
As he was young and hadn't experienced years of tempering, sudden fame led to a considerable swelling of his ego.
This is why they say many nouveau riche can't hold onto their wealth.
It's because they've suffered poverty for so long. When they suddenly become millionaires or even billionaires, their mindset becomes uncontrollable.
Then they start doing inappropriate things or behaving strangely.
Ultimately, they find various ways to squander their fortune.
Liu Dong was in such a state of mind. He felt that as long as he had fans, he could do whatever he pleased.
Even if something went wrong, he had a powerful PR team and capital behind him.
As long as it wasn't a scandal that couldn't be suppressed, looking down on fans or verbally abusing and assaulting them would be fine.
After all, "haters" always look for trouble.
When Liu Dong said that, Qin Wen chuckled.
"So it's you, the pretty boy. I've seen you on TV a few times, and I wanted to smash the screen. Just as people say, you're a brain-dead product of capital, useless and unfit for anything important. Besides acting pitiful and seeking sympathy on screen, you're good for nothing."
"It's not me being harsh, but even a dog would shake its head at your acting, shouting 'one, two, three, four, five, six' for a scene."
Qin Wen's words were sharp, each one like a knife cutting into Liu Dong's heart.
Liu Dong detested being called a pretty boy the most. Qin Wen's barrage of insults made his face lose its carefully applied "fan" makeup. He pointed at Qin Wen, unable to speak for a long time.
"Hehe... I just love speaking the honest truth." Xia Lin giggled, linking her arm through Qin Wen's.
She looked down on this Liu Dong. He lacked any masculine presence. His bizarre clothing was one thing, but his effeminate demeanor was truly irritating.
She genuinely couldn't understand what those young girls liked about "him."
Did they like his effeminacy?
Or did they like his ability to act pitiful?
It was baffling. If you're going to like men, shouldn't you find someone with a masculine aura? Is this kind of effeminate person considered handsome?
Of course, to each their own.
It was precisely because people liked him that he was a trending celebrity.
However, most of them were young girls, still in school. If they had experienced a day of harsh reality, they wouldn't be like this.
"Someone, come here! Quickly drive these people away! You're infuriating me, you have no manners!" Liu Dong, pointing at Qin Wen, could only muster a weak demand.
You could at least show a little domineering presence.
"Quite lively, aren't we?"
"National Young Wang" and a few others sauntered over.
"National Young Wang" was the disciplinarian of the entertainment industry, known for his bluntness.
Most celebrities felt a notch lower and somewhat intimidated when seeing him.
As soon as "National Young Wang" appeared, Liu Dong's expression shifted several times. He then plastered a smile on his face and greeted him, "Hello, Young Master Wang."
Regardless of "National Young Wang's" influence, if he wanted to criticize Liu Dong, a single Weibo post could ruin his reputation. More importantly, he had immense capital backing him.
These were not things that minor celebrities could afford to offend.
No matter how impressive you were or how large your following, in the face of capital, you were truly nothing.
That's why, as soon as "National Young Wang" appeared, Liu Dong greeted him first with a smile.
Of course, he hadn't expected "National Young Wang" to know Xia Lin and the others. If he had known, he wouldn't have groveled to greet him so readily.
"National Young Wang" saw through Liu Dong's sycophantic behavior and said, "Don't be disgusting to me. Do you think you're worthy of talking to me?"
"National Young Wang" showed no mercy, directly telling Liu Dong he wasn't worthy in front of everyone.
If he had a conflict with Xia Lin, would "National Young Wang" show him any goodwill?
That was absolutely impossible.
Upon hearing this, Liu Dong's face changed, and his eyes turned red with anger. He maintained a sliver of rationality, asking in a questioning tone, "Young Master Wang, I don't know where I offended you. Please tell me directly, no need to beat around the bush."
"Haha... I just told you. Do you think you're worth my beating around the bush? You effeminate creature, you disgust me just by looking at you. How can society incubate someone like you, a queer?"
"Also, although you're queer, I don't know if you've signed a 'yin-yang' contract. I'll have to thoroughly investigate your income sources. I heard you get hundreds of millions for a TV series. You don't seem like a good person either."
"National Young Wang" laughed heartily, his face full of mockery.
If he hadn't encountered someone like him now, "National Young Wang" wouldn't have been interested in speaking to him.
"National Young Wang, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have some money. I have a company supporting me, and I don't evade a single cent of tax. I reserve the right to pursue legal action for your defamation."
Liu Dong was so furious his liver turned purple. He finally dropped the pretense.
"National Young Wang" laughed heartily, his face filled with absolute confidence.
"No matter who is behind you, no matter how your capital protects you, I am now officially informing you that you are finished."
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(ps: There will be another chapter after 12 o'clock, currently being written.)