Chapter 1626 - 1306: Who Are You Really?
Chapter 1626: Chapter 1306: Who Are You Really?
Li Songhua is not the only one imagining from various angles what this global livestream might look like.
Two days before the livestream.
Ling Kong, who had been silent for several days, reappeared and directly gave an interview to reporters:
"Livestream writing? Just a performance.
Reciting a script in advance, then pretending to create on the spot, I’m very familiar with this routine.
Because I used to run an entertainment company, we’d have trainees participate in talent shows, bribe judges to give surprise topics, and the trainees would perform stunningly to win the crowd’s cheers and awe. Isn’t the script both cliché and exciting?
Besides, how long will the livestream last?
Two hours, or three? After taking time for brainstorming, how many words can actually be written?
What can such a small amount of words prove? Maybe it doesn’t even get into the main part of a novel, so I say it’s just a show.
Now I’m more and more convinced that there’s a team behind Chu Kuang. He’s eager to prove himself, but he thought of this dumb way of livestream performance, and anyone with a bit of thought knows how unreliable this livestream is.
However, here’s where Chu Kuang is cunning.
He understands he can’t fool truly smart people, but this self-proving performance can indeed fool fans who refuse to accept reality."
Afterward.
Song Fang shared Ling Kong’s interview video online and joined in the verbal attack:
"Let me add a few details to Ling Kong’s points. First, after Chu Kuang was heavily criticized by us, both Xian Yu and Shadow remained silent.
It’s said that the Three Bros share joys and sorrows together, so what’s going on this time?
Chu Kuang is being criticized like this, and surely Xian Yu and Shadow haven’t missed the news?
They got it, but chose to stay silent because they know very well what’s going on with Chu Kuang!
At this point, nothing they say would be good!
Also, wasn’t Chu Kuang’s response very slow?
This is because the team found it difficult to push out a Chu Kuang; they deliberated repeatedly before deciding on someone.
Took a few days, which is quite efficient.
After all, they needed someone who looks presentable to the audience, speaks decently, and doesn’t have a bad memory. Those who understand, understand."
Ling Kong and Song Fang.
The former takes charge of offline attacks.
The latter guides the online narrative.
They both strike simultaneously, undeterred by Chu Kuang’s determination for a global livestream.
After their barrage of analysis, their followers showed signs of increasing:
"There really are a lot of questions about this."
"At first, I thought these two were just barking up the wrong tree, but now it seems they might have the right target?"
"I used to really believe in Chu Kuang, but now I find it funny."
"Global livestream sounds so grand, but in the end, it’s probably just a show."
"If he didn’t do the livestream, I might have truly believed him."
"Sigh."
"Old rascal really disappoints me."
"Didn’t expect him to be this kind of person."
"Should say ’them’."
"I liked Chu Kuang, and in the end, I liked air?"
"It’s just dogs barking around here."
Alright.
A new round of confrontation has begun.
Recently, the supporters and skeptics have been confronting each other daily, generously using colorful language and spinning words beautifully; otherwise, things wouldn’t have escalated to this extent.
At this time.
The controversy has swept the globe!
Some sensationalist media even use "earth-shattering scandal" to describe the current public opinion.
Reporting like this before reaching a conclusion is clearly inappropriate, but Chu Kuang is gradually being pulled into the eye of the storm, obviously too busy to mind such smears.
...
One day before the livestream, Lin Yuan leisurely worked on carving for his sister at home.
A great recluse hides in the city.
A minor recluse hides offline.
He had previously promised his sister to carve a beautiful wooden figure based on her likeness, and today was a good day to fulfill that promise.
Woodworking is a craftsman’s task.
After several hours of work, Lin Yuan carved out a lifelike figure of his sister, a full-body statue.
However, his sister Yao Yao couldn’t be bothered to marvel at Lin Yuan’s skill:
"Brother, aren’t you worried at all?"
"Worried about what?"
"About what might go wrong tomorrow."
"Something will definitely go wrong tomorrow."
"Huh?"
"I’m going to die."
"Huh?"
Yao Yao looked puzzled.
Lin Yuan just sighed softly, "I’m talking about social death."
Look up if you don’t believe me.
Does heaven spare anyone?
In the future, when silly netizens dig through the old interactions between Chu Kuang, Xian Yu, and Shadow, there will definitely be a celebration amid an old rascal’s embarrassment to the point of wanting to hide.
The ultimate social death.
By the way, how exactly should I explain things tomorrow?
Should I just tell people worldwide that I actually have two phones?
Saying so seems a bit weak?
Forget it.
I won’t think about it anymore.
Let’s deal with it tomorrow.
Lin Yuan couldn’t help but speed up his carving pace.
Half an hour later.
Lin Yuan handed the wooden sculpture of Yao Yao to his sister:
"Here you go."
"Brother, you’re really amazing... Can I come to the scene tomorrow?"
"Come on, let’s have the whole family there."
"Mhm."
Outside there was a tense atmosphere.
But inside, it was warm and homely.
...
In the evening.
With less than twelve hours left before the livestream.
Online.
A renowned journalist suddenly released the news: "I’ve received an invitation to attend Chu Kuang’s livestream on site tomorrow."
Afterward.
Several prestigious reporters from major media outlets around the world successively released similar messages:
"See you at the site tomorrow."
"Tomorrow might be a historic scene?"
"It’s an honor to witness this moment."
"I hope to meet the real Mr. Chu Kuang."