[Is Hengheng okay? Is he okay, okay, okay?]
[My heart is about to jump out, poor little prince Hengheng]
[Falling from such a high place, he might have broken his arm or leg]
[Wuwuwu my dear Hengheng, heâs my favorite]
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the live broadcast camera, it was Jiang Lai, holding a child in her arms.
[Ahhhhh Hengheng!]
[When did Jiang Lai rush out?]
[I saw it! Super, super fast!]
[I just saw something dart out below my phone screen, I thought it was a mouse]
[Jiang Lai really... Iâm crying!]
[Is she some kind of superhuman? What canât she do?]
[How is Hengheng? Why did Mo Wanwan have the kid do such a dangerous move?]
[Blaming Wanwan up there, are you sick? Hengheng has been learning ballet since he was a child, Wanwan didnât know he would mess up]
[Donât blame Wanwan, sheâs already crying out of guilt]
[A good performance really didnât need to escalate to personal harm]
[I always felt Hengheng was unhappy, why is Mo Wanwan trying to showcase herself using the child as a prop?]
[Turning from a fan to a hater, goodbye Mo Wanwan]
Anyone normal could see that the star of this ballet performance was entirely Mo Wanwan. Even though Hengheng had several impressive moves, it was all to complement her actions, with no consideration for whether a child could actually do it.
In no time, Mo Wanwanâs reputation online plummeted. Even so, there were still many fans defending her, after all, Hengheng really did learn ballet from a young age, no one could predict his mistake.
Fortunately, Hengheng wasnât injured, just a little frightened. After resting for a night, he felt much better.
That night, Mo Wanwan personally cooked a bowl of porridge and fed it to the frightened Hengheng.
In front of the camera, Mo Wanwanâs eyes were red, tears flowing uncontrollably as she fed him, her pale face full of guilt.
Hengheng, being soft-hearted, felt he had burdened her, continuously comforting her and smiling, saying he was okay.
"Mom doesnât blame you; itâs because I didnât perform well, itâs my fault."
"Itâs not your fault, youâve tried really hard, my good child. I know you were affected by something; was there something distracting you in the audience?"
Hengheng shook his head.
"No, itâs just that I didnât perform well."
"Youâve learned ballet for three years, you wouldnât fail todayâs moves, Hengheng, do you trust mom?"
"Yes."
"Then tell mom, was there something that distracted you?"
This feeling was uncomfortable.
Hengheng is sensitive, instinctively shook his head, not wanting to say anything, but Mo Wanwanâs persistent guidance made him feel that if he didnât speak, he would disappoint her.
So he lowered his head and said in a very small voice.
"They all like Yangyang, not me."
[What a sensitive and understanding child]
[That Yangyang is really annoying, always making a spectacle]
[Jiang Lai and her son are perfectly matched, hug our Hengheng]
[You fans are so strange, what does Yangyang have to do with anything?]
[What we say in our broadcast is none of your business, haters go away]
What was originally an unremarkable live broadcast suddenly flooded with viewers, overwhelming differing voices with acclaim and praise.
Even some rational fans found the overwhelming influx annoying, turning a simple show broadcast into something resembling a cult meeting, causing many fans to leave and watch other broadcasts instead.
Seeing Mo Wanwanâs rising popularity, the deputy director quickly called Ling Han.
"Donât buy anymore, if you keep buying, itâll look fake, enough is enough."
"Isnât Jiang Laiâs popularity bought too? No one says hers is fake."
"Who told you Jiang Laiâs popularity was bought? The brand sponsors are very clear-eyed now. If you want Mo Wanwan to get that endorsement, then buy fewer fake fans for flash comments."
Ling Han was silent for a while.
"Wanwan just called me, saying Jiang Lai has investors backing her. Besides me, which other investors are on this show?"
"Nothing like that, I know all the investors; if someone really wanted to back Jiang Lai, Iâd know. While Jiang Lai has a good public image, thereâs nothing I can do about it; but Mo Wanwan has quite a few fans too, thereâs still a way, just donât be in a rush."
"I arranged for Jiang Lai to be in this program as a foil to Wanwan, and now? Wanwan has become her foil, what exactly have you done?"
The deputy director was really troubled. If it wasnât for Ling Hanâs significant investment, he wouldnât want to deal with this troublesome couple for a second. What can he do about public sentiment? Can anyone not see Jiang Laiâs performance in the show? Or are they only watching Mo Wanwanâs boring broadcast from start to finish?
Variety shows rely on the sense of variety, they canât be propped up, they need to be genuine and open, can Mo Wanwan pull that off? From the start, the child assigned to her was someone she knew in advance, whereas the one assigned to Jiang Lai was a notorious troublemaker that no one in the family could handle.
Now Jiang Lai has turned a bad hand into something extraordinary, sometimes the deputy director couldnât help but admire her strength.
But admiration aside, he still had to help Mo Wanwan, no choice there, since he owed Ling Han a favor.
"Sigh..."
After hanging up the phone, the deputy director frowned with worry and handed Mo Wanwan her phone after walking out.
"Canât use it for too long, donât let the director see."
Mo Wanwan said nothing, took the phone and went into a room. The deputy director then heard a series of sobs from inside.
Oh great, now sheâs crying too.
"Jiang Lai shouldnât have done it on purpose, but she did know about this event beforehand, and she mingled with the villagers after the performance... Itâs also my fault, insisting on choosing ballet, I should have just gone along with something fun like everyone else."
"You, everything has to be too serious with you; itâs just a show in a village, no need to be so serious, silly girl, how could those people even understand ballet?"
"I just... just wanted to give Hengheng a chance to showcase himself, his ballet is so good, and if he could perform well on stage, heâd be very happy... Didnât expect, Yangyang would distract him on stage, causing him to fall, just in time for Jiang Lai to catch him. You know, with so many people in the audience, how did Jiang Lai happen to catch Hengheng so perfectly? Itâs like it was planned..."
After saying this, Ling Han was silent for a long time.
"What are you thinking?"
"I know Yangyang, although mischievous, heâs not malicious. If he did this, someone must have urged him from behind the scenes."