Ma’am You Have Been Uncovered

Panda Novel

The show was broadcast on Saturday night.

When “Wish You A Cool Breeze” posted on Weibo at five in the morning, most people were still asleep.

As the President of Bai Tiantian’s fan support club, she also had followers.

Her Weibo post became popular as soon as it was posted.

The traffic increased sharply at 7 am.

“24-hours Idol” had completely exploded on the Internet because of Film Emperor Qin, so many people searched about it. “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s analysis of the production crew’s script was well-documented and even showed screenshots as evidence.

This Weibo post quickly rose to the hot search.

Some people followed this post to comfort Bai Tiantian—

“I scolded you in the comments last night, let me apologize to you here!”

“This actress with the surname q eats too ugly. She can’t even set up her character properly. I’ll bet a hundred million yuan that she just wants to shoot to fame in the entertainment circle!”

“I already said Bai Tiantian is a simple girl, how could she collapse like that in the show? Production crew, please be more humane!”

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When Bai Tiantian woke up and opened her Weibo, she realized she had gained tens of thousands of followers.

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Many people even sent her private messages to comfort and apologize to her.

She clicked on “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s popular post.

After coming back for so long, the manager called her for the first time and instructed her, “Your fans have done a great job. They’ll help you clear your name and return to the path to fame. If this continues, we can still receive non-influenced advertisements. Don’t participate in this matter anymore. Film Emperor Qin and the Jiang Corporation aren’t good to provoke.”

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Bai Tiantian hung up.

She stared at the rising fans, then at Tian Xiaoxiao’s Weibo, which was nearing 7 million fans.

She wasn’t reconciled with this tiny gain.

Since last night, the Jiang Corporation hadn’t issued a statement yet. The production crew’s broadcast yesterday was obviously a trick for Qin Ran to bring hatred to her, and they dared to broadcast it this way… Didn’t President Jiang instruct them to broadcast it this way?

Bai Tiantian’s eyes flickered, and she got up from the window, staring out the narrow window.

She was left with almost nothing now…

After a long while, she posted on Weibo—

“Thank you, everyone.”

This post was equivalent to her silently acknowledging the production crew’s operation.

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It instantly brought a huge number of fans for her.

Countless comments were comforting her.

Her post instantly brought the production crew into a conspiracy theory, and this matter was blown up further.

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At this time, in Yunjin Community.

Qin Xiuchen came over early in the morning after hearing that Qin Ran would come over for dinner at noon.

Qin Ran reached at eight o’clock.

Glancing behind her, Qin Hanqiu didn’t see Cheng Juan and couldn’t help but ask, “Xiao Cheng isn’t here?”

“His father told him to go back.” Qin Ran pulled off her scarf and lazily sat down on the sofa.

Qin Xiuchen slowly drank tea and greeted her, feeling relieved that she wasn’t affected by the mess on the Internet.

Butler Qin brought a pot of tea from the kitchen.

He paused at the sight of Qin Ran at the kitchen door.

But she didn’t notice his strange move.

She sat on the sofa and rested for a while before entering Qin Ling’s room with her phone. Qin Ling also heard her coming and just opened the door and poked his head out.

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Qin Ran went in and casually kicked the door shut.

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She glanced at his computer. “No one is teaching you now?”

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“Uncle is still looking.” Qin Ling pulled out the chair and sat down.

Nodding thoughtfully, Qin Ran sat beside him and flipped through the books he was reading. “Tell me after you finish reading the foundation books. I’ll give you an upgraded version…”

Qin Ling nodded. “I’ve almost finished it.”

“Okay.” Qin Ran rubbed her chin and casually thought about the upgraded book.

They talked all day long, and Qin Xiuchen and Qin Hanqiu outside were already accustomed to it.

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Qin Ran had closed the door.

Qin Xiuchen’s expression immediately became grave.

While sitting at the table, the phone in his hand suddenly rang. It was the manager.

“Have you seen Weibo?” The manager was smoking a cigarette.

Putting the phone to his ear and sneering, Film Emperor Qin was no longer gentle and calm, and his voice was a little mocking. “What do you think?”

“I guess you have, but why bother being angry with a joker?” The manager knew that Film Emperor Qin would be furious about Bai Tiantian’s post based on his affection for his niece.

Film Emperor Qin’s tone slightly improved at the mention of Qin Ran. He took out a cigarette and said, “She doesn’t seem to gossip much and hasn’t read Weibo after the show’s broadcast.”

The manager paused, shook his head, and laughed. “She’s so big-hearted. She doesn’t even care about the reaction of such a popular show.”

Qin Ran’s reaction wasn’t surprising to the manager at all. After all, she was someone who didn’t want to open a Weibo account nor gain any fans.

“Ultimately, it’s better that the director team didn’t edit it.” He consoled. “The director said to endure it until next week.”

Film Emperor Qin’s public relations was dealing with “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s Weibo post, and it couldn’t blow up too big.

Otherwise, it would cause a lot of drafts in the entertainment circle.

Qin Xiuchen reluctantly agreed.

Hearing this, Butler Qin squinted his presbyopia eyes and sat down next to Film Emperor Qin to read the news.

His face flushed with anger. “Why are these people like this!”

Hanging up, Qin Xiuchen stood up, sounding much calmer. “This is how it is online.”

“Then, we’re just letting them be?” Butler Qin couldn’t suppress his anger.

Qin Xiuchen nodded casually. He was about to turn off his phone and go to Qin Ling’s room when he saw a notification pop up.

He clicked on the popular post—

Bai Tiantian: “Thank you, everyone.”

She had successfully brought things to the forefront again with this post.

Qin Xiuchen stopped and sat down again.

Staring down at this post, he paused for a long time before laughing mockingly.

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Then, he directly went to his call log and called the director.

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Beijing University.

Nan Huiyao was excited all night and woke up at nine o’clock.

Instead of getting up, she laid on her side under the blanket.

Flicking through Qin Xiuchen’s Weibo, she suddenly felt like something was wrong.

She followed the clues of all netizens to the hot search.

After a while, she turned to “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s post, which listed the three crimes.

Frowning, she quit Weibo and called the Student Union’s President.

“President, who handles the official Weibo?” She sat up suddenly, scratching her head.

The Student Union’s President knew that Nan Huiyao knew Song Luting and Qin Ran and took special care of her. “Your department does. What’s wrong?”

“There’s indeed something wrong.” Nan Huiyao slightly narrowed her eyes. “President, I’ll tell you in detail later, I have to find our Department Head first.”

Because of Lin Siran and the group, Nan Huiyao was rather popular in the office now.

The office staff didn’t ask much after hearing that she wanted to use Beijing University’s official website and simply sent her the account number and password.

Nan Huiyao logged out of her Weibo account and logged into Beijing University’s official Weibo account.

From the hot search, she clicked on “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s Weibo post.

Her “Three Crimes” post had already received 70,000 comments and was still on the rise.

She had spent all night sorting out the content of the production group.

She posted a screenshot of Jing Wen’s cousin saying that Qin Ran hadn’t even looked at the Physics question, and also showed a series of similar pictures showing how Qin Ran couldn’t have figured it out under such conditions.

After enumerating these, she put a screenshot of the production crew’s caption, “Fear of domination by Beijing University.JPG” on Qin Ran’s head. This screenshot was highly provocative in the “Three Crimes” comment area.

Her replies to the comments were also full of mockery for Qin Ran and the crew.

“Beijing University school tyrants have expressed their unwillingness to take the blame.”

“What did the Beijing University school tyrants do wrong to deserve the hate?”

“Hahahaha. It’s my first time seeing someone ruin her own character set-up!”

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Those who could enter Beijing University, especially those from the Physics Department, did not have a low IQ.

Nan Huiyao looked through the Weibo post and sneered. She forwarded it and commented:

“Visit the Beijing University forum and please find out about the Freshman King? Qin Ran is the national top scorer in the college entrance examination. The two colleges competed for her. She has completed double majors in the freshman year, and every other student is lagging far behind her in each course. Was this also a script given to her?

“Oh, let me say one more thing. If you bring the Physics question to the Physics Department, we can help you find ten people who can solve it within five seconds. If there was a script, it at least has to be a nonlinear structure question. This kind of stupid question also requires a script? Who are you looking down on?”

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