In her previous life, Xia Weiliang had meticulously prepared for her first interview with "Jin Fei Xi Bi."
She had agreed to appear on Guan Fei's program for an interview at such a critical juncture precisely because Guan Fei's team had hinted during prior communication that the opportunity would be used to clear her name.
However, during the official recording, none of Guan Fei's questions were as previously disclosed. Each question was sharp and biting. Xia Weiliang, already brimming with resentment, eventually lost her composure in front of the cameras when cornered.
Afterward, no matter how much Sister Huan pleaded with Guan Fei, she remained arrogant and condescending.
"I merely gave the audience the answers they wanted. Since they've already decided that Xia Weiliang abandoned her biological parents, fawned over her wealthy adoptive parents, and was jealous of the true daughter who replaced her, her image must be that of Cinderella's stepsister! Conversely, the more the audience hates her, the more attention she'll receive. It's better than being ignored. Heh, you should actually thank my show! The so-called truth doesn't matter."
After the program aired, Xia Weiliang's public image completely crumbled.
To this day, Xia Weiliang remembered her words—
The so-called truth doesn't matter.
"Wei Wei jie, are you sure you don't need to look at the cue cards?"
On the way to the "Jin Fei" studio, Nuomi still seemed uneasy. "Wei Wei jie, you should still look at them. You know Sister Fei's style. What if..."
Xia Weiliang played a match-three game on her phone. "The ending she wants is already written in the script. No matter what answer I give, she'll direct and act according to her own plan. Perhaps the wooden stakes are already hammered in, just waiting for me to be tied to them for public judgment."
"..."
Nuomi was flustered by her words and quietly texted Sister Huan while curled up in her seat.
Song Yuan, who was driving, had also looked into "Jin Fei Xi Bi" before they came. She summarized, "This show gains popularity by having guests overturn their past images. The more disheveled the guest, the better the ratings. Whether there are wooden stakes or not, I don't know, but there are definitely several pits dug, just waiting for you to jump in."
Xia Weiliang praised her enthusiastically, "Not bad, Yuan ge! You're so insightful even without being in the industry!"
"It's just understanding human nature."
Xia Weiliang immediately leaned over and put an arm around her shoulder. "Sister, tell me your story!"
Song Yuan turned her head to avoid her. "Stop messing around, I'm driving."
Nuomi had just put down her phone and was stunned.
Where did this peculiar sense of chemistry come from?
Seeing that neither of them took it seriously, Nuomi sighed quietly, only hoping the recording would go smoothly.
"We're here."
Song Yuan told Nuomi to go in with Xia Weiliang first, while she drove around to the underground parking lot.
Nuomi walked beside Xia Weiliang, constantly reminding her, "Wei Wei jie, no matter what she asks later, you must manage your expressions!"
"Don't worry! Besides my talent, all I have left is my beauty. I won't give the haters a chance to capture my unflattering pictures!"
Xia Weiliang clenched her fists, full of confidence.
"..."
This ambition sounded a bit bleak.
As the two walked forward, they suddenly heard someone exclaim loudly, "Xia Weiliang! What are you doing here? You must have found out about Brother Yi's schedule and come here specifically, right?!"
Xia Weiliang was startled. As she looked up, she met the incredibly handsome face of Actor Xiao.
No way, running into him while coming to record a program?
What kind of karma is this!
Could it be because she woke up half an hour earlier than in her previous life? Su Dan Novel Network.
It seemed that ever since she woke up early at the hotel, her life trajectory had quietly changed.
Xia Weiliang pretended to receive a call and quickly put her phone to her ear: "Hello? Ah, Director Liu... I've read the script, and I think it's quite good... Director Zhang, you're too kind, I'm nowhere near as good as you say... Director Sun, you flatter me, why would I mention salary when it comes to your production!"
From the other side, Xiao Yi cast a casual glance.
Nuomi silently raised her hand to cover her cheek.
"Brother Yi, let's go quickly! Don't let her latch onto us!"
Yan Zhi guarded against Xia Weiliang as if she were a sasaeng fan. This made Nuomi a little unhappy, and she muttered, "What are you saying? Who has the time to follow your brother, the movie star? We're here to record Sister Fei's program!"
Upon seeing this young girl, Yan Zhi thought of the image of a "rough guy" called "Tuantuan Mi Xiangxiang" and opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
"Let's go."
Xiao Yi said from behind.