“Teacher Yuning, have you offended someone recently?” The person on the other end of the phone didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, asking cautiously, “I heard from the higher-ups that capital investors explicitly named you and said they don’t want you.”

Gu Yuning shrieked, “How is that possible?!! Do they not know who is behind me? Are they not afraid of offending the Gu family?!”

The Gu family villa was dead silent; Gu Yuning was the only one home.

Gu Yuan’an and Gu Chengtian had been so busy recently that their feet barely touched the ground. All of the Gu Corporation’s funds had been invested in the land project in the northern part of the city in cooperation with the Bo Corporation.

However, the directors of the Gu Corporation actually did not approve of starting this project. The initial capital investment was simply too massive. If anything went wrong, the entire company’s capital chain would break.

In this cooperation, the risks the Gu Corporation had to bear were far greater than those of the Bo Corporation, and the other directors simply lacked the confidence to keep things steady.

But Gu Chengtian confidently listed the various benefits that would come after successfully developing the land. He argued vigorously, overruled all dissenting opinions, and rejected the other directors’ disapproval.

The piece of land in the Bo Corporation’s hands was a massive, lucrative piece of meat. He had coveted it for so long; how could he willingly let it go?

To tell the truth, in East City, a place full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, various major families entrenched themselves in their own territories. Their powers were intertwined, and outsiders couldn’t insert themselves at all. Furthermore, comparing the Gu family to the Bo family—even if the difference wasn’t quite as vast as heaven and earth, it was still utterly out of reach.

The two were not on the same level at all. If Gu Qichi hadn’t married into the Bo family, Gu Chengtian wouldn’t have been able to climb the high branch that was Bo Yu even if he tried for another fifty years.

Although Bo Yu’s attitude toward the Gu family remained extremely cold—rejecting all interactions with the Gu Corporation apart from this land cooperation—this was already enough. As long as the northern land was developed, Gu Chengtian would be able to rank among the top in East City.

Hearing the words of her husband and son, Geng Tingxun had also unknowingly become smug recently. In the mornings, she did yoga at home to cultivate her mind and body, and in the afternoons, she gathered with a group of wealthy wives, gossiping about the upper-class circle while playing mahjong. Don’t even mention how carefree she was.

It wasn’t that Gu Yuning hadn’t hinted to Gu Chengtian about him clashing with Gu Qichi again. He had even escalated it, adding oil and vinegar as he tearfully recounted the many times Gu Qichi had “bullied” him.

In the past, Gu Chengtian would have definitely doubled down and helped him teach Gu Qichi a lesson.

But this time, Gu Chengtian did nothing. Instead, he shot him a reproachful glance: “Xiao Ning, you are too ignorant of the bigger picture. What is your status now, and what is Qichi’s status? He is Bo Yu’s marriage partner now. You’re already this old; you should have some sense.”

His tone was indifferent. When speaking of Gu Qichi, it was as if he were discussing a casually exchangeable commodity: “While your brother hasn’t been discarded by Bo Yu yet, we need to seize this time to do what needs to be done. That is the right path.”

“Also, stop provoking him. Ever since he married Bo Yu, his status has risen, and his temper has grown bigger and bigger. He even blacklisted our entire family. I tried sending him a message, and it still won’t go through.”

“The next time you see him, tell him to quickly remove me from his blacklist. Also, find a time to have him come home for dinner.”

After saying this, Gu Chengtian left without looking back, leaving Gu Yuning standing there with bloodshot eyes, biting his lip hard, filled with indignation.

Asking him to humbly beg Gu Qichi for mercy? Keep dreaming.

“Teacher Yuning, I’m sorry, I can’t give you a proper answer either. I’m just a wage worker. I don’t know what the higher-ups are thinking… Manager Yao is calling me to work, so I’ll hang up first.”

The person on the other end hastily hung up the phone. Before Gu Yuning could even smash his phone, his manager called.

“Gu Yuning, did you cause some trouble again recently?!”

Even though the other party wasn’t physically beside him, Gu Yuning could imagine him jumping up and down in a fury.

He gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles tense and white: “What is it now?”

His resources had already been snatched away; surely nothing more unlucky could happen.

From the phone, a burst of static electricity crackled and exploded by his ear. Gu Yuning’s heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition instantly surged up in his chest.

Immediately after, he heard his manager’s voice, gritting his teeth: “Both of your high-luxury resources have been dropped. The other parties called to terminate their contracts with you.”

“Also, that movie we booked earlier has fallen through. Director Song said they have a new candidate. Even that TV drama that has been waiting for your schedule and was about to start shooting notified us that they pulled their investment and can’t film it anymore.”

The manager was also exasperated. If he weren’t in the company right now, he would have started cursing loudly: “Gu Yuning, is it you or the Gu Corporation who offended someone so terribly recently? When I went to borrow gowns for you, none of the styling teams dared to lend to you. When I asked them why, they just hemmed and hawed and wouldn’t give a straight answer.”

“If this continues, you’re finished.”

The bad news smashed down one after another. Gu Yuning’s breath suddenly hitched, waves of dizziness washing over him layer by layer. A piercing pain drilled into his cerebral cortex from all directions. He only felt his vision blur as a sharp ringing buzzed in his ears.

You’re finished… You’re finished… This sentence constantly hovered in his mind.

He almost couldn’t hold himself up and nearly collapsed to the floor.

“Gu Qichi…”

“It must be Gu Qichi…”

Gu Yuning clenched the carpet beneath him, his lips pale: “He must be taking revenge on me. Other than him, no one would dare treat me like this…”

His manager didn’t understand and sneered: “Gu Qichi? How is that possible? How would an 18th-tier nobody dare to mess with you…”

Gu Yuning turned a deaf ear to him, a massive hatred erupting in his eyes.

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@AuntieNeedsToBeSkinnedAndCramped: [Melon] gyn’s resources experienced a massive downgrade. Both of his luxury ambassador titles were dropped.
[Bright Moon Leaning on the High Tower]: gyn? Instantly decoded, it’s Gu Yuning, right?
[Don’t Come Touch Porcelain]: Eat the melon but don’t blindly believe the melon. My brother’s endorsements got terminated? Please, is there anyone who doesn’t know our Xiao Ning is the favored son of Big D and a certain Donkey (LV)? You’d have better luck convincing people you went bankrupt [Smile]
[Red Beans Grow in the Southernland]: …I think I saw this tea on Douban too. It seems to be true. Not just luxury brands, his TV and movie resources also dropped. [Eating Melon]
: Are you sick? Several marketing accounts are using this exact script. Without mentioning Ningning, no one would even care.
[Moon Hanging in the Sky]: Taking away our precious Gu Yuning. Better to look forward to “XXX”, where Xiao Ning plays XXX [Husky doge]
[All-Encompassing Net]: Are you okay? Are you okay? [Confused emoji]
[Wind and Moon Remain]: Don’t hate Gu Yuning too much. You must be a water army bought by a rival. Even if your company goes bankrupt, Gu Yuning would never lose his luxury deals.

@DramaQueenDramaQueenBigDramaQueen: Strive! Actor! latest preview. Both are popular young actors; let’s see whose condition is better between Gu Yuning and Gu Qichi [Eating Melon]
[Politely Declined Gu Qichi Multiple Times]: Gu Qichi is the descent of the God of Beauty, I shouldn’t even have to say it [Magazine beauty shot]
[Xiao Chi’s Little Phoenix Tree]: Is there even a need to compare? Gu Qichi won by a landslide. Is there anyone who hasn’t seen the peerlessly magnificent Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Shen Qingye?
[Free as the Wind]: Pure passerby. To be honest, the gap between these two is not just a little bit… [Confused emoji face]
[Taking Away Gu Yuning]: Will you die if you don’t mention your daddy? Get out?
[Bright Moon Swaggering]: Why is there no end to this? Someone’s intention to step on others to elevate themselves shouldn’t be too obvious. Instead of spending money to buy water armies, why don’t you go get a few more Botox injections? [Playful emoji]
[Under the Phoenix Tree You and Me]: Please, this video screenshot has no beauty filters. It’s year 5678, is there really anyone who still believes the rumors about Xiao Chi? [Confused emoji]

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Perhaps because it was nearing the end of the year, all the marketing accounts were trying to hit their KPIs. Both Gu Qichi and Gu Yuning were traffic cheat codes, and coupled with the fact that there was quite a bit of bad blood between them, articles intentionally starting wars were flying everywhere these past few days.

Although Wen Xi wasn’t in charge of these matters before, after the previous spread of the Douban video, she had grown more vigilant. While she didn’t keep an eye out 24/7, she frequently checked in with Luo Qianqian to understand the latest trends in the entertainment circle.

When Luo Qianqian saw the drafts from these marketing accounts, she immediately reported to Wen Xi, who almost bloomed with joy.

“Gu Yuning has his day too. He deserves it.”

Under the marketing accounts’ comparison posts, Gu Qichi’s “Little Phoenix Trees” (his fans) had won a complete victory, suppressing Gu Yuning’s fans to death.

Besides that, actual passersby had their own aesthetics; naturally, they weren’t blind and could tell who looked better.

A dazzlingly gorgeous beauty like Gu Qichi needed absolutely no questioning. The positive comments overwhelmingly crushed Gu Yuning’s plain, unseasoned-soup-like face.

Wen Xi looked at the comments playfully, grinning from ear to ear: “No, I need to find an acquaintance to ask if it’s true that Gu Yuning lost his resources.”

“If it’s true, I definitely have to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.”

Wen Xi’s high heels clacked against the tiled floor. Before leaving, she didn’t forget to remind Luo Qianqian: “Qianqian, don’t forget to confirm Qichi’s red carpet suit in advance. I have to fly to City S in two days and won’t be able to look after him, so keep a close eye on him.”

Luo Qianqian agreed. Just as she took her phone back, a new message popped up on Weibo.

It was that super-rich sugar mommy.

【YUCHI】: Well written, but not intimate enough.
【YUCHI】: You can write it a bit more vividly.

The money tipped by YUCHI appeared in her wallet again. Luo Qianqian counted it: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands…

Her vision went black, her breath hitched, and she typed tremblingly:

【It’s Qianqian Not Wanwan】: You don’t need to send me money, I’m just generating electricity for love (writing for free)…
【YUCHI】: It’s not much money. It’s written very well. When is the next update?

Luo Qianqian felt even more despair. She had never seen a fan ask for “food” (fanfic content) so diligently! Her output volume had skyrocketed recently; she was about to turn into a production team donkey!

Out of sight, out of mind. Luo Qianqian locked her phone, decisively pretending she hadn’t seen it.

A corporate slave needs to have the self-awareness of a corporate slave. If this went on, she’d explode her liver until her kidneys gave out and died.

Thinking of the task Wen Xi had just assigned her, Luo Qianqian stood up and sent Gu Qichi a message:

【Qianqian】: Teacher Gu, are you free right now? Sister Wen Xi asked me to follow up on the progress of your red carpet suit.

When Gu Qichi received the message, he was eating dessert. He glanced at the walk-in closet that was so full it was about to overflow and felt a bit of a headache.

【Beautiful as a Flower Teacher Gu】: Yes, no one is home. Come over.

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When she saw Gu Qichi change into the haute couture suit chosen by Bo Yu, Luo Qianqian’s eyes went straight.

The suit Bo Yu picked wasn’t traditional black, but completely light pink. The fabric was interwoven with silver threads or something similar, sparkling under the light as if the Milky Way were shimmering within it.

The inner layer was a beige high-neck knit sweater that stopped right below his Adam’s apple, allowing the lines to be clearly seen whenever his Adam’s apple bobbed.

For most people, light pink was the most disastrous color. If their skin was slightly dark and their aura couldn’t keep up, wearing this suit would look like a car crash scene—dark and tacky.

But Gu Qichi perfectly pulled off this outfit. His skin was snow-white, his peach blossom eyes turned up at the corners, shimmering with moisture. The flow of his gaze made people feel he was affectionate yet languid.

Like a矜貴 (noble) and arrogant swan.

Luo Qianqian: “!!!!!!!!!!!”

Wifey is so beautiful!!!!!

She almost screamed it out loud, her face flushing completely red. It took her a long while to calm down. She asked coyly: “Teacher Gu, did Teacher Bo pick this out?”

Gu Qichi nodded matter-of-factly.

Bo Yu had excellent taste, and on top of that, Gu Qichi was a typical clothes hanger. Whatever Bo Yu picked out, he looked good in. A few days ago, a designer had come over and tailored quite a few clothes to his figure.

A whole basketful had been placed in the walk-in closet.

Not only that, Bo Yu had even picked out matching accessories and jewelry for Gu Qichi.

The ring selected was the one the designer had just delivered recently. The diamond on it was the pink loose diamond Bo Yu had won at an auction previously—high clarity, beautiful color, perfect for accompanying Gu Qichi.

The bracelet and necklace were both the latest and vintage collections from Brand B. Paired together as a set, it made Gu Qichi’s beauty shine all the more brilliantly, radiant as a flower, warm and lustrous as jade.

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The Alla Red Carpet Night was held as a live broadcast at 6:00 PM. The walking order was based on the artists’ respective status in the industry. The biggest star was always the finale.

Gu Qichi was placed somewhere in the middle-front, which was very fitting for his tier.

He wasn’t picky, nor did he harbor any complaints or dissatisfaction. He just arrived early in a nanny van and quietly headed toward the backstage area.

“Wifey! Wifey! Wifey Chi Chi!!! Look at me!!!”
“Wifey is so beautiful! Gu Qichi! Mom loves you!”
“Ahhhhhhhh! Breathtakingly beautiful! Chi Chi, look back!”

There were many fans present at the scene. The crowd surged in a dense, dark mass. Various colorful LED signs were mixed together, creating a dazzling array of colors that was overwhelming to look at.

Since it was December winter, and East City was always freezing cold, even though the suit Bo Yu chose was a winter design, the material was ultimately thin and not cold-resistant.

Before heading out, Gu Qichi casually draped a thick rabbit fur cloak over himself, which made him feel much warmer.

He was walking intently and was suddenly startled by the fans’ screaming. Before he could even switch expressions, his face looked blank and dazed.

A bit further away, blocked by a police line, Gu Qichi narrowed his eyes and saw a group of young girls holding LED signs, waving at him desperately.

Luo Qianqian obviously saw them too, and considerately asked him: “Teacher Gu, do you want to go over and see the fans?”

Gu Qichi nodded.

This area was always where fansite runners (zhanjie) gathered. Of course, some wealthy fansite runners would choose to buy tickets for the inner venue, but most people opted to wait outside to catch a glimpse of their idols.

Fang Zhizhi was in East City, and East City had always been the primary choice for hosting large-scale events, which provided her with a lot of convenience for chasing stars.

All the fans present originally thought Gu Qichi would walk in without looking back, or at most, just wave at them—after all, that’s what all idols did.

To their surprise, Gu Qichi walked closer and closer, coming directly right in front of them.

Standing next to her were many big fans and fansite runners from other fandoms. Fang Zhizhi clearly heard overlapping “Holy f*cks” coming from beside her.

“Holy fck, didn’t they say Gu Qichi’s face was fcking plastic surgery? Which plastic surgery clinic is this awesome?”
“Holy f*ck, I always thought his agency’s photo retouchers were just gods. There’s actually someone who looks exactly like the heavily edited photos…”
“I’m sorry Chen Xu, Mom is going to climb the wall (change biases) again!”
“Ahhhh! Gu Qichi, look over here! Just one glance over here!”

The shouting was simply too loud. Gu Qichi’s attention was immediately drawn. He had just stood still and hadn’t even had the time to say two words to his own fans when he was nearly blinded by the relentless camera flashes going off right in front of him.

Before his eyes were non-stop click-clack sounds and piercing, snow-white lights.

There were also back-and-forth gasps and swear words.

It was too glaring. Gu Qichi couldn’t help but raise his hand to block his eyes.

Just as his hand reached his face, some fandom’s fansite runner screamed at the top of her lungs: “Don’t block it!!!”

Gu Qichi felt very awkward and obediently lowered his hand, but he was still frightened by the imposing spectacle in front of him. He silently took a few steps toward his own fans.

Fang Zhizhi was thrilled: “Wifey! Don’t look at them! We are your fans!”

Gu Qichi immediately turned around, a smile spreading in his eyes.

His makeup today was also done by a makeup studio hired by Bo Yu. His slightly long hair was permed into curls, standing up fluffily.

The matte makeup base was simple and clean, with only his eye makeup being exceptionally brilliant.

The shape of his peach blossom eyes was outlined with red eyeliner, with purple glitter added in the middle, and an upturned stroke of white eyeliner added at the outer corners, bringing out a bit of ice-and-snow-like purity.

Contour was barely used, with only a bit of highlighter applied to a few key areas. A small mole was dotted on the side of his nose bridge with eyeliner. Although it was just a tiny alteration, it made people feel it was brimming with erotic allure.

He didn’t wear lipstick either. He only applied a layer of lip balm in the dressing room to remove the dry, dead skin, revealing the truest natural color of his lips.

Gu Qichi leaned in slightly. Seeing more people than last time, he was a bit surprised: “Why did so many of you come?”

Fang Zhizhi smiled and replied: “It’s not that many. Compared to other fandoms, it’s already very few.”

Xiao A beside her waved the small flag in her hand: “To add to that, Wifey, you look so handsome today!”
“Yes, yes! Wifey, you’re killing me with your beauty today!”

Although he didn’t know why everyone liked calling him “Wifey”, with so many people yelling it together, Gu Qichi had grown somewhat numb to it. From his initial inability to accept it, he was now perfectly fine with it, even able to skip asking for reasons and chat with them at ease.

“I won’t be on the red carpet for long, and there are no subsequent events. You guys are wearing too little, go back early.”
“Also, remember to report to Sister Wen Xi’s side when you get home. If there are any safety issues, contact Qianqian or Wen Xi immediately.”

The fans all nodded obediently.

After talking for seven or eight minutes, Luo Qianqian raised her phone, checked the time, and quietly leaned over: “Teacher Gu, it’s almost our turn. We can’t chat anymore.”

Gu Qichi had to stop, not forgetting to remind his fans to stay safe.

There were actually many particular rules regarding entertainment industry red carpets. Walking a minute less or a second more made a huge difference.

Incidents where popular female stars and past-their-prime A-listers deliberately delayed their appearances to snatch the finale spot happened frequently. Not to mention some nameless 18th-tier nobodies who would try every possible means to linger on the red carpet striking poses, just to win more camera time.

Furthermore, to put it bluntly, the entertainment industry was an incredibly snobbish place. The status between being famous and not famous was worlds apart. The second a popular young star stepped onto the red carpet, the hosts would enthusiastically strike up a conversation, while for those unknown small actors, even if they walked to the spot to be interviewed and sign their names, the hosts might just ignore them completely.

Luo Qianqian was a bit worried. Gu Qichi was up in just a few people: “The hosts for Brand A actually have a bit of a snobbish attitude. They’ve always looked down on everyone except the top traffic stars.”
“Teacher Gu, if they ignore you later, don’t take it to heart. We will eventually become famous.”

Something seemed to have happened ahead. There was a clamorous argument in an area slightly away from the media, giving people a headache.

Gu Qichi lowered his eyes, rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, and breathed out, seeing the white mist form and dissipate in the air.

He gave an “En.”

Actually, it didn’t matter how long he stayed on the red carpet. Rather than being interviewed by the host, he actually wanted to just take a few casual photos and get inside the venue. After all, it was too cold, and there was heating inside. He didn’t want to freeze outside.

Two minutes later, whatever that noisy group had been arguing about concluded. A person in a suit suddenly rushed over, his tone not very polite: “Are you Gu Qichi? There’s been a little accident ahead.”
“Go up and save the stage for a moment.”

Seeing that the person was in a hurry, Gu Qichi had no choice but to take off his rabbit fur cloak and hand it to Luo Qianqian. He left her with a “Just wait for me inside,” and took large strides onto the red carpet.

Four or five minutes had already passed since the last celebrity walked the carpet. The Editor-in-Chief of Alla was somewhat furious. It was common for people to want to appear later to elevate their status, but he didn’t expect Lan Yi to have the audacity to refuse to go on stage, causing such a long delay.

A small actor who had just gotten his start from a third-rate idol drama dared to be this arrogant, playing these petty tricks at the Alla gala—he was simply cutting off his own path to stardom.

The Editor-in-Chief smirked sarcastically: “Pass down the notice: Alla will no longer work with Lan Yi in the future. Since he had the guts to do this, he should have the guts to bear the consequences.”
“What an idiot…”

Editor-in-Chief Yao wanted to keep cursing, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone approaching. He abruptly stopped, a massive burst of radiance erupting in his eyes: “Who is that?”

The staff member beside him looked at Gu Qichi, who was walking onto the red carpet, checked the red carpet list, glanced at Editor-in-Chief Yao’s reaction, and said tentatively: “This is an actor invited by the Deputy Editor-in-Chief, not very famous…”

“He will be famous very soon,” Editor-in-Chief Yao interrupted carelessly.

His gaze swept up and down Gu Qichi’s body, carrying some approval: “After the red carpet, give me his contact information.”

The staff member immediately nodded, thinking to themselves, If Gu Qichi caught Editor-in-Chief Yao’s eye, he’s hit the jackpot.

The red carpet prepared by Alla was not short. Gu Qichi adjusted his clothes, confirmed there were no wrinkles, and stepped onto the red carpet.

Having been left empty for several minutes, the media’s expressions weren’t looking too good.

After all, no one liked working in the cold wind continuously, and no one liked accommodating the temper of an unknown actor.

Originally, everyone was too lazy to shoot, planning to just take a few token pictures and save their film for when the finale guests came out.

But as soon as Gu Qichi stepped up, the scene froze.

There were many beauties in the entertainment circle, but very few could truly be called “God-level beauty” (神颜).

Not to mention, nowadays, some people tossed around terms like “bone-structure beauty” and “skin-deep beauty” just to market their looks. If they didn’t look good on camera, they’d claim to be a “skin-deep beauty” who suffered a disadvantage on screen. If their facial structure was jagged and they looked ugly, they’d claim to be a “bone-structure beauty” with poor skin, hence looking bad on camera.

They used up all the excuses, and their fans would even insult the media for “malicious photography,” rendering everyone speechless.

But Gu Qichi was, without a doubt, a God-level beauty. Beautiful in the most obvious, indisputable way, without a single flaw to pick out.

The Q Media photographer immediately raised his camera. The moment the lens focused on Gu Qichi’s face, he couldn’t help but suck in a breath.

Oh heavens, oh earth! He really should bring over those people who marketed themselves as God-level beauties but looked bizarrely ugly—whose fans even bullied his aesthetic tastes—to come and see what it truly meant to be unphotogenic, and what a true great beauty was!

His eyes had been purified!

Gu Qichi was a little cold. After briefly pursing his lips, he quickly adjusted into his professional state, striking a few of the most unpretentious, straightforward poses, even throwing in a peace sign.

He had long legs and impeccable body proportions. He belonged to the type that looked slim in clothes but had flesh when undressed.

His aura was noble, cold, and elegant.

He didn’t look like some 18th-tier small actor, but rather like some family’s prominent young master going out for a stroll.

The silver threads in the pink suit reflected dazzling light under the continuous camera flashes. Paired with the jewelry on Gu Qichi’s hands and neck, his entire person was resplendent.

The entertainment reporters’ cameras flashed wildly, all of them involuntarily wanting to curse out loud:

Damn, this face looks so expensive.
Damn, Nuwa was way too biased when she molded humans. Why did she mold me to look like this!
Damn, can a real person actually look like this?!

The number of entertainment reporters present was far greater than the group of fansite runners standing outside. Various “long spears and big cannons” (telephoto lenses) took turns firing, the flashes barely stopping for a single second.

Just outside earlier, Gu Qichi had already been tormented by other fansites once. Now doing it again, he simply couldn’t endure it, blinking frequently.

The expression management he tried so hard to maintain rapidly broke down.

His mind rapidly calculated his time spent on the red carpet. He had posed enough, so he immediately prepared to leave the stage.

He didn’t know which entertainment reporter was the first to shout: “Hold him! Don’t let him leave!”

Gu Qichi’s face was full of question marks.

Gu Qichi: “???”

Why won’t they let him leave?

He lifted his eyelids and glanced blankly at the hosts beside him.

Luo Qianqian had said that their hosts didn’t like people with low status and no fame. Therefore, Gu Qichi took a few steps closer in their direction and sincerely asked for help: “I want to get off the stage now. Can I leave?”

Who would have expected that the female host present, her eyes shining, would grab onto Gu Qichi’s sleeve: “No! You can’t leave!”

Gu Qichi: “???”

That night, Weibo’s trending searches exploded again.

#GuQichiGodOfEntertainmentRedCarpets# shot straight into the clouds at breakneck speed.