Chapter 9

This episode was a pre-show warm-up, and the director decided to host an unconventional live broadcast. The small courtyard used for filming was a cozy, rustic villa. With her makeup perfectly done, Xiao Xiao crouched down, playing with an Akita dog. The bullet comments were full of praise, reflecting a peaceful, idyllic scene. That is, until I showed up. Xiao Xiao's calm expression changed immediately. She forced a smile, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she squeezed out the words: "Director, why did you bring a... country... girl here?" The director tried to smooth things over, "It was just a misunderstanding last time. Everything’s fine now." The comments flooded in at once: 【The director must have lost his mind, does he not fear being attacked by Xiao Xiao’s fans?】 Some spectators were just here for the drama: 【This girl is really pretty, slim waist, long legs, and a honey-colored complexion—who gets it? I’m into this!】 【Let them fight, I just want to see the beautiful ladies brawl.】 The director announced that a mysterious guest would be arriving soon, piquing the audience's curiosity before retreating behind the scenes. As a regular guest on the show, Xiao Xiao reluctantly took on the role of a tour guide. When entering the room, she muttered, "I wonder if she brought mud inside, it’s so dirty." When introducing the resting area, Xiao Xiao immediately moved her things behind her, guarding them: "This is where we usually rest, I’ll put the fragile items away first." She locked her tablet and cup in the cabinet, as if I would tarnish her possessions. The disdain in her eyes was unmistakable. Some of the viewers felt she was being excessive: 【Why all the drama?】 But others quickly defended her: 【That Swarovski cup costs tens of thousands, can she afford it by farming?】 Xiao Xiao’s fans kept adding their support with +1. The next moment, fireworks exploded across the screen. A special effect worth hundreds of thousands shot up like a meteor, fleeting yet repeatedly launched. The fan comments were soon drowned out by the barrage. A newcomer, clearly an influential figure, flooded the chat with glittering messages. It was none other than Gu Jin, his long fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard: "It’s just a few thousand bucks’ worth of junk, she’s not even looking at it."