The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 798 - 797. We are not quite suitable.

"The analysis is freaking accurate! After watching the first episode, I felt the same way, just didn’t have the guts to say it...."

"Indeed, fucking spot-on. Don’t you feel it when you watch variety shows? Mu Ziwei never appears, yet her presence is felt in every episode!"

"That’s for sure! Every time God Luo and Tang Shu clash, it’s definitely because of her~~~"

"I used to have a good impression of Mu Ziwei, but after watching ’Journey Together,’ I’ve lost all my goodwill towards her. Turns out, it influenced me without me even realizing!"

"Oh my gosh! Finally, someone made an analysis post. I’ve always thought Mu Ziwei was too over the top; she’s not even in the show, yet she’s everywhere. It’s so annoying, I could die!"

"Scheming, too damn scheming." freёwebnoѵel.com

"Manipulative, way too manipulative!"

"Editor, just admit it, you studied criminal psychology, didn’t you? This psychological profile you’ve described of Mu Ziwei is hella accurate——"

The article attracted not only viewers but also Mu Ziwei’s Weibo fans, some of whom left nasty comments to stand up for their idol.

However...

The editor, it seemed, was constantly monitoring the comment section and rebutted these fans almost immediately after they left their messages, and they did so with well-reasoned arguments!

What, you say your goddess didn’t mean it and is just straightforward?

Screw her straightforwardness!

This woman is thirty years old, has been in the entertainment industry for seven or eight years, and still acts straightforward? She’s either a green tea bitch or a hopeless fool with no progress, a lost cause!

"F*ck, this editor is so fierce, hahahaha I’m dying!"

"This is getting my blood boiling; it’s way more entertaining than any TV show, a real spectacle!"

"Keep the fight going, don’t stop!"

"Run out of words, have you? Not to worry, ladies and gents, I’ve got a dictionary right here!"

"The editor is amazing, every reply is the epitome of scientific rigor, can’t stop laughing hahaha!"

"It’s over; Mu Ziwei’s fans are collapsing, resorting to pettiness already, hilarious!"

"They say a scholar can’t reason with a soldier, but here we have the editor, a meticulous scholar, and Mu Ziwei’s fans are not even close to being soldiers!"

"Hereby, I solemnly declare, the editor wins hands down!"

***

Starshine Media.

When Shen Yan stumbled upon the article, it was already noon, and by then it has climbed to the fifth spot on the trending search list. As for why it climbed so quickly...

The onlookers who had witnessed the spit-fight between brainless fans and the editor earlier expressed that it was all thanks to them!

In the office, with a forehead full of question marks and in a tone of shock, Shen Yan exclaimed!

"Brother Li, did our PR department release any articles today?"

"No, if there had been an article to publish, they would have notified us early. What’s up?"

"Then it’s really strange; I came across a post that’s actually beneficial for us."

Shell-shocked, Shen Yan shared the article with Brother Li-IT Department Manager, who couldn’t help but grin ear to ear after reading it.

"Anyone normal, after reading this article, would feel the editor harbors deep malice toward Mu Ziwei. Are you sure it isn’t published by one of our own?"

"It’s not, but since it’s not us, it means there’s someone else who can’t stand Mu Ziwei."

After reading it, Xiao Li came to that conclusion.

"The editor came well-prepared. Have you seen the comments below? Mu Ziwei’s fans are totally outmatched."

"Of course, after all, it’s based on evidence analyzed one by one, with scientific backing."

"..."

Hearing the words "scientific backing," Xiao Li twitched the corner of his mouth, his face lined with black lines.

"Send the article to Sister Luo and the boss, so we can prepare in advance in case a reporter seizes the opportunity to pin it on us."

"Sure, no problem."

Shen Yan uttered a silent prayer, hoping that she wouldn’t be struck by a bolt from the blue.

Meanwhile, Mu Ziwei, having just finished a shoot, also received the news from her new agent.

"Snap—"

With a crisp sound, her newly acquired fruit-brand phone was smashed to pieces.

"Who the hell released this article?!"

"We haven’t figured it out yet, but we suspect it was someone from Tang Shu’s side. The current issue isn’t finding who released the article but handling the public relations first..."

The trending topic had already squeezed into the top five, and its popularity showed an upward trend. The agent was nearly out of her wits with worry—there was no time for anything else.

Mu Ziwei pursed her lips tightly, "I understand, resolve it as quickly as possible!"

If it hadn’t been so high-profile, she could have completely ignored it with cold indifference because of her celebrity status.

However, the situation was entirely different now. Not only had the heat around the situation escalated, but the malicious comments from her own fans in the comment section led the editors to publish more analysis, drawing yet another wave of attention.

And her fans had been utterly trampled on by the opposition!

Now, she had no choice but to respond.

The agent paused, not immediately getting busy with other tasks, but showing signs of difficulty.

Mu Ziwei scoffed, "What else is there?"

"I think what’s most important is Roger’s attitude. Do you want to contact him and ask him to cooperate with us by releasing a statement? A picture of the two of you together would suffice."

No matter how the outside world reacted, the situation would be considerably defused if both parties involved came forward and made a statement.

Mu Ziwei was aware of the gravity of the situation. After reflecting for a moment, she waved her agent away.

"Alright, I’ve got it."

Seeing this, the agent tactfully left the makeup room, giving her artist some privacy.

Once his figure disappeared from the room, Mu Ziwei picked up the phone from the ground, took out the sim card, placed it in another phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello?"

"Roger? I need your help..."

The situation wasn’t overly complicated. Mu Ziwei summarized the matter briefly and made her request. She believed Roger’s carefree nature would surely prompt him to help.

However, after her words, the other end of the phone fell into a prolonged silence, offering no response.

"Roger? Rog?"

"Wei."

A strained male voice came through, "Actually, I wanted to tell you when I finished filming a while ago that we aren’t right for each other."

***

Palm Pavilion.

Upon waking up, Tang Shu felt a familiar headache that left a momentary blank in her memory.

She lifted the soft covers, sat up slowly, and after pausing for a moment, slipped into her slippers and walked downstairs.

"Boss, you’re awake?"

"Hmm."

Yang Tiantian greeted her and then went straight into the kitchen, soon bringing out a small bowl.

"Boss, this is your hangover soup. They say it’s particularly effective for hangovers, and it can help alleviate the headache."