The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 800: Let’s have a snowball fight!

"I should have realized it earlier..."

It’s all Tang Shu’s fault! If she hadn’t been constantly filling Roger’s ears with her slander, how could they possibly have broken up, especially at such a critical moment?!

The agent had no idea that Mu Ziwei was right now seething with resentment towards Tang Shu, as he was worried about another matter.

"So what do we do now? Roger’s breakup statement has already been released, and it won’t be more than an hour before you guys hit the trending searches, but... maybe it’ll squeeze out the hot search from earlier?"

Thinking this, the agent felt that the current situation might not be too unbearable.

"Let it be, things have come to this point, and they certainly won’t want to take it back. Since the other party has issued a breakup statement, you should issue one too, just say it’s a peaceful breakup and you’ll remain friends in the future— that way, we can minimize the damage."

After all, there are far too few couples now who can break up peacefully without tearing each other apart, especially in the entertainment industry!

"Ziwei, don’t be too sad. Roger is a foreigner after all, and their views on love are different from ours. Moreover, in our circle, feelings tend to change the most easily."

As the agent said this, he secretly rejoiced that they had secured quite a few endorsements and TV series contracts recently, all of which could earn Vast Entertainment a handsome profit. If they had to renegotiate after a breakup, the price would be quite different.

Mu Ziwei was silent for a long while, her palm marked by several indentations from her sharp nails, before she finally spoke.

"I understand. I’ll issue the statement."

***

This day, the gossip-loving public was truly overstuffed.

First came the explosive finale of "Journey Together," and then Mu Ziwei’s analysis post climbed the trending searches, even pushing aside other celebrities’ gossip news. But that wasn’t all—followed by Roger’s Weibo statement about his peaceful breakup with the Mainland Goddess, and by evening Mu Ziwei’s statement came out as well.

All these events made netizens exclaim, "Holy shit!"

"Today’s entertainment industry is like a TV drama—"

"It’s got everything: setup, conflict, turn, and resolution, just like a winding mountain road..."

"But thinking about it, doesn’t all this actually work against Mu Ziwei? Perhaps because she was too goal-oriented, which is why God Luo came to his senses and broke up with her?"

"That’s possible!"

"Just looking at that analysis post hanging on the trending searches, we bystanders can see her impure motives. Speaking ill of someone behind their back, that’s too dirty."

"Aren’t you guys overthinking it? Didn’t they say it was a peaceful breakup, and that they still consider each other friends in the future?"

"Exactly, our Goddess Weiwei herself made a statement on Weibo, saying they just didn’t feel right together, what’s wrong with discovering it early and breaking up!"

...

As the netizens were arguing endlessly, a figure in the Vast Entertainment office building dodged the crowd and stepped out of the office, finding a secluded corner to dial a number.

"Hello? Brother Zheng, what are you planning to do this time?"

"I’m sending you some exclusive information, pick an appropriate time to release it."

"Yo, looks like Brother Zheng’s got some big scoop? I’ll have to treat Brother Zheng to a big meal!"

"Then I’ll be waiting."

Having hung up the call, Wang Zheng opened the pre-uploaded attachment in his mailbox and clicked the send button.

After the email’s loading circle indicating network speed went from 0 to 100%, a message capable of shocking the entire entertainment industry was sent to another private mailbox.

Meanwhile, in a residential building in the Imperial City, the man who had just hung up also heard a notification sound from his computer. He put on his slippers and walked the short two-meter distance from his bed to the computer desk, while casually grabbing at his disheveled hair.

"What could be so important that it couldn’t wait?"

Though his tone carried some complaint, there was no denying it was filled with more curiosity and excitement.

Stars! Gossip!

These four characters, to him, meant money, a lot of money!

As his finger clicked to open the unread email, the super-large attachment started to automatically download in the background.

"Tsk, it’s so slow... How much stuff is this—"

"Holy shit! This is explosive!"

Ten minutes later, a man’s shocked yell could be heard from a residential building, piercing through the quiet of the night.

***

The next day, the capital’s first snow of the year was still whirling through the air, showing no sign of stopping.

Tang Shu put on a snow-white down jacket, grabbed a disposable mask, said goodbye to Yang Tiantian, and with a small backpack on her back, entered the gates of the Medical College.

"Ah—another girl, hit her!"

"Bang—"

As soon as the excited male voice sounded, snowballs the size of duck eggs came flying at her; despite Tang Shu’s agility, she struggled to dodge the dense attack amidst the ankle-deep snow. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Bang—"

"Oye~~~ Got her, got her, hahaha!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Brats don’t care about age or intelligence!

She stood at the entrance of the school, speechless for a moment, and looked ahead to see the plaza filled with people. One after another, they weaved through the flying snowballs, engaging in indiscriminate attacks.

It was chaotic, every man for himself—she could even see the slow figure of the gatekeeper!

She: "???"

What’s going on, is there no alliance in a snowball fight?

"Shushu, you’re here—look at my snowball!"

Cheng Ranran’s familiar and excited voice rang out, followed by two slightly smaller snowballs. This time, Tang Shu was prepared, she caught the snowballs with her hands and instantly threw them back.

"Ahhh—what’s going on, Shushu, you’re too fast, you didn’t even give me time to react!"

"You didn’t give me any either—"

Cheng Ranran, bundled up like a ball, came over with Ye Xiaohui, puckering her lips unhappily, her yellow down jacket still dotted with the snow from before.

"Your aim is too good, isn’t it? Got me in one shot!"

"That’s because you’re too... wide."

The other party looked incredulous, "Shushu, when did you become so venomous with your words?!"

Definitely the influence of that Roger and Mu Ziwei; ever since they finished shooting the adventure show, her usually silent Xiao Shushu had turned into a sharp-tongued critic.

Tang Shu bent down, tightly forming a palm-sized snowball, and launched it towards a group of people in the distance.

"Whoosh—"

"Damn, who’s sneaking up on me? My hairstyle’s all messed up!"

Tang Shu nodded in satisfaction, very good, the voice was familiar—it was the same guy who had just alerted everyone to her arrival!

Cheng Ranran stared at the gesticulating boys not far away, her mouth agape, "Well done, I got hit several times by that guy just now. Shushu, hit him for me, avenge grievances and settle scores!"

"Let’s start with what’s going on here—why isn’t everyone in class?"