Chapter 158: Things That Shouldn’t Be Touched
Ye Weiyu’s livestream suddenly surged in popularity, triggering three consecutive platform warnings. The staff monitoring the backend were shocked and quickly reported it.
Deputy director Wu Changxiao checked the situation and hurried to find Ye Weiyu. After explaining, he asked him to give an explanation himself.
Since he needed to explain, he inevitably had to show Ye Weiyu the offending comment on the chat.
Ye Weiyu stared at the words, chest heaving, clearly furious.
Wu Changxiao didn’t know what else to say, only vaguely:
“Try to calm the viewers. If the chaos continues, it could trigger platform mechanisms. A drop in traffic would be fine, but if the account gets blocked, that would be bad.”
After saying that, he left. There was plenty for him to monitor during today’s livestream, and for now, this was enough.
Ye Weiyu returned to the makeup room with a grim expression. Jiang Chuchu immediately noticed his bad mood, but said nothing, instead pretending to play with her phone in a corner.
Ye Weiyu waved at the camera, plastering a smile that Jiang Chuchu could tell was fake:
“Hello everyone, are you watching?”
“The deputy director just contacted me. He said our livestream has been acting abnormally. Please watch peacefully and kindly, okay?”
Jiang Chuchu switched to the class chat. Class 3 surely knew what had been posted.
Sure enough, Bao Qingsong and Yao Shali had already created a shared document, filling it with updates in chronological order.
Ai Ning: Report! Latest discovery! The account that posted that comment is Ye Weiyu’s former fan leader’s alternate account!
Bao Qingsong: The former fan leader had announced leaving when Ye Weiyu transferred to Jin Ding, then deleted the account. Now it’s confirmed: she’s turned against him.
Zhan Chuchen: Uh… knowledge gap. Can someone explain it in simple terms?
Yao Shali: Simply put, a fan who once loved Ye Weiyu saw his true nature, and out of love turned to hate, now exposing all kinds of scandals.
Bao Qingsong: You really could only be a fan leader if you truly liked him. That little essay she wrote is unforgettable. No wonder people say the deeper the love, the deeper the hate.
Ai Ning: I was watching the livestream. I can tell how fake Ye Weiyu’s smile is.
Xu Xinghe: Class monitor, I feel like I can’t handle the autograph task. If he sees other names in my autograph book, he’ll probably just toss it.
Vu Xin: Yeah, I think the other plans are unnecessary. Bai Hanshan’s earlier pass-by was a masterstroke—Ye Weiyu’s already on the verge of rage.
Jiang Chuchu put away her phone and looked at Ye Weiyu in front of the camera.
At this moment, he was simultaneously watching his livestream and replying to chat comments.
Normally, he should have stayed calm, ignoring the provocative messages and focusing on responding to supportive fans. This way, positive discussions would flourish, negative comments would lose attention, and the uproar would gradually die down.
But Ye Weiyu was far from calm!
He couldn’t stop reading messages calling him ungrateful or a sycophant. His expression grew uglier by the minute.
Jiang Chuchu felt uneasy and instinctively went to find Bai Hanshan.
The five plans of Class 3 didn’t only involve Bai Hanshan—they mainly concerned the artists Bai Qingyin and Lou Cheng.
Bai Hanshan was the only male student participating in the fourth group. Qin Yue suggested including him because Ye Weiyu might worry about being overshadowed by a male performer.
When Jiang Chuchu found him, Bai Hanshan agreed readily.
He had also learned a lot from Bai Qingyin over the past few days and, through close contact with Lou Cheng, had gained further understanding and respect for him.
Since his assistance could accelerate Ye Weiyu’s downfall at Jin Ding, Bai Hanshan was more than happy to help.
However, Ye Weiyu’s current state gave Jiang Chuchu a bad feeling.
She thought, “No one can be this crazy, right?” while reminding herself, “Don’t be lucky. Don’t assume others won’t make mistakes.”
Bai Hanshan and Yan Zhengqing weren’t far away, but by the time Jiang Chuchu arrived, they had finished talking and were about to leave separately.
Yan Zhengqing gave her a cold look, walking past her, so Jiang Chuchu ignored him and said to Bai Hanshan:
“Hurry back. Ye Weiyu isn’t acting normally.”
Bai Hanshan paused, then smiled:
“That’s perfect.”
Jiang Chuchu was confused. Before she could ask why, a shout came from behind:
“Jiang Chuchu! Which group are you in?!”
She turned and saw Ye Weiyu striding toward them, furious.
Bai Hanshan stepped forward, blocking her, frowning at Ye Weiyu:
“Ye, let’s talk properly.”
This protective stance made Ye Weiyu even more irritated.
The commotion drew the other three from the makeup room out as well.
Gu Qinghuan, seeing the situation, immediately grabbed a 20,000mAh power bank—a thick one—ran to Jiang Chuchu’s side.
Instantly, all four livestream cameras focused on them.
Leyi group livestream: What’s happening? Why is YWY doing this?
Leyi livestream: The girl ran over with a power bank—she’s crazy, I’m crying.
Bai group livestream: How did Sister Bai’s brother get into a confrontation with YWY?
Bai livestream: Go check the drama! YWY’s ex-fan posted a ton of dirt!
Lou group livestream: Tsk tsk tsk, YWY is really triggered.
Lou livestream: Apparently, attempts to calm the audience failed. The program team put his livestream on full mute.
Mu Tianxiang and Fang Shao followed Ye Weiyu, nearly in tears. But they glanced at each other and mustered courage.
Fang Shao spoke first:
“Xiaoyu, we all know it’s not what the comments said. Ignore them. Let’s focus on the program.”
Mu Tianxiang tried to defuse the tension:
“Xiaoyu, Jiang Chuchu knows Bai Hanshan. She probably had something to discuss with him…”
Jiang Chuchu remained calm. Although she hadn’t wanted things to escalate, since it had reached this point, she decided to go with the flow.
“I saw your state,” she said plainly, “I’m worried you might do something to Bai Hanshan, so I wanted him to stay away from you.”
Fang Shao and Mu Tianxiang’s words helped Ye Weiyu regain some composure. He temporarily calmed from his frenzy, forcing a smile:
“It’s not as extreme as you say.”
Pausing, he added:
“The comments in the livestream do make me upset. We’re exposed to the camera every day, and the pressure is intense.”
Seeing him start his self-pity act, the tension eased.
Jiang Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief and noticed Gu Qinghuan still watching Ye Weiyu, whispering:
“Don’t worry, he probably won’t act.”
“Watch his right hand,” Gu Qinghuan murmured.
Jiang Chuchu looked—Ye Weiyu had his right hand in his coat pocket, bulging as if gripping something.
“A phone?” Jiang Chuchu asked.
Gu Qinghuan shook her head:
“He tried to pull it out, showed a corner, then put it back. I noticed it’s a red square box.”
Jiang Chuchu thought:
“Cigarettes? Is he just being irritable because of a craving?”
Gu Qinghuan recalled carefully:
“No. If it were cigarettes, there would be a strong smell, but I haven’t noticed any before.”
Jiang Chuchu remembered—it was true, she hadn’t smelled smoke on him before.
Gu Qinghuan suddenly said:
“I have a guess.”
“Actually, I have a guess too,” Bai Hanshan interjected.
They exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
Gu Qinghuan continued:
“Could it be that Sister Bai also has some kind of plan?”
“She and Miss Lou have a plan. I’m responsible for carrying it out,” Bai Hanshan shrugged.
“Counting on you,” Gu Qinghuan said, then grabbed Jiang Chuchu and headed to Leyi group’s makeup room. She spoke loudly enough for the livestream audience to hear:
“Chuchu, rest here for now. Wait until Ye Weiyu calms down.”
Leyi’s group quickly helped, while Lu Jian and Vu Yuan swiftly closed the makeup room door: whatever’s happening outside, it’s none of our business!
With the camera on Lu Jian and Vu Yuan soothing Jiang Chuchu, Leyi quietly whispered:
“Why is Ye Weiyu like this today?”
Gu Qinghuan’s voice dropped even lower:
“Stay away from him today, and don’t let Lu Jian or Vu Yuan approach him.”
Leyi wanted to ask more, but Gu Qinghuan’s serious expression silenced her:
“Understood.”
Gu Qinghuan rubbed her temples, her mind frantically calling the system:
System! System!
System: I’m here, calm down.
Gu Qinghuan: I only have one question—did Ye Weiyu touch something he shouldn’t have?
System: Yes. A third-generation synthetic drug, “Natasha.”
