Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 277 A Big Shot Acting Like a Big Shot 24

The feud between Chen Zemin and Song Xianyin has officially begun.

Shen Ningqi glanced at Song Xianyin with some concern.

Teacher Chen has a very good public image, from elementary school students to middle-aged and elderly people. The impact of a hit drama really is that great.

Chen Zemin's fans started to exert their influence, and they began making videos again. Various content creators on AC station thoroughly criticized Song Xianyin.

Song Xianyin's public image has soared to the point where everyone is against her.

It's worth noting that the last person to receive such treatment was a male celebrity who was already in prison for pedophilia.

The director conducted a special interview with Song Xianyin.

"Is Teacher Song aware of some of the recent public opinion surrounding her?"

Song Xianyin nodded: "I know."

"So how are you feeling?"

Song Xianyin smiled and said, "You might find it a bit strange, because I don't think I did anything too outrageous."

Honestly, she still feels she did nothing wrong, at least not to such an exaggerated degree.

The director looked at Song Xianyin, who had a smile on her face, and raised an eyebrow: "Teacher Song, you know how many people are watching our program, and you should also know how many people have some prejudice against you. Have you really never wavered in your heart?"

Song Xianyin shook her head and said, "Actually, I've always been a very introverted person since I was a child. I already have enough things bothering me, so I really don't have the energy to pay attention to these things."

The director became interested: "So, what are some things that you usually care about?"

Song Xianyin thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Hmm... there are quite a lot, but I really can't tell you everything now that you're asking me like this."

"For example, how do I manage my relationship with my mom? I'm going home next month, and I have to deal with my resistance. I also often think back to embarrassing things that happened when I was a child, and I feel very awkward every time I think about them."

The director asked, puzzled, "Do you often think about these things?"

"Yes, I think about these things when I'm spacing out, and I feel embarrassed whenever I think about them."

"What is the thing that is currently troubling Teacher Song the most?"

Song Xianyin looked at the water bottle on the table, lowered her eyes and said, "It's about going home, because I feel very sad every time I go back to my hometown. It holds too many bad memories for me, but I have no choice but to go back."

The director was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected that Song Xianyin's biggest concern right now would be her family.

He originally thought it would be someone whose script had been stolen, someone the production team disliked, or a hater who was always clinging to her.

"Do you feel sad in other places? What about when you were studying abroad?"

When Song Xianyin thought about her time living abroad, she suddenly laughed: "No, I rarely feel sad anymore after leaving home, but I still feel embarrassed when I think about those embarrassing memories."

"What embarrassing thing happened? Can you tell me? Is it so embarrassing that you're still stuck inside?"

Song Xianyin cleared her throat awkwardly: "These things are nothing embarrassing for others. They're just ordinary little things like falling down on the road, getting scolded by the teacher, or not being able to recite the text during a class quiz."

She didn't know why she kept feeling embarrassed by these things. Was she going to hold onto them for the rest of her life?

The director was also bewildered. Was it really worth remembering all this for so long? It seems she really is a very introverted person.

But if you say she's internally strife, she doesn't care about others at all now, and she doesn't care at all about other people's opinions of her.

But to say she doesn't suffer from internal conflicts, she still remembers trivial things like being scolded by teachers during her school days.

As soon as the interview was released, netizens began analyzing Song Xianyin's micro-expressions, determined to find evidence that she had broken down.

[Even when I pretend not to care, it's the same.]

[Actually, I care a lot, but I pretend I don't.]

[I feel like Song Xianyin is the kind of person who secretly stalks the pages of anti-fans.]

She just touched her nose; she's definitely lying.

However, these netizens' analyses were so nonsensical that they were not as effective as Song Xianyin's quotes.

Netizens are criticizing Song Xianyin again for being a Western worshipper, because everyone else on the show chose Chinese, but Song Xianyin chose two foreign languages. What else could this be but a Western worshipper?

They also dug up an interview where Song Xianyin said she wanted to settle abroad in the future, and discovered that Song Xianyin had never had a boyfriend in China, all of them were from abroad.

This has been exposed again; it's no longer just ordinary dirt, it concerns the dignity of the nation.

Song Xianyin's ex-boyfriend

Song Xianyin, dating a model from Country C

Song Xianyin seamlessly changes boyfriends

Song Xianyin's private life

At this moment, Sister Lin twitched her lips as she looked at the trending topics. What's going on? Have they run out of things to criticize and started digging into her private life?

Last month, Chen Zemin hugged three female models in a hotel, and nobody cared.

The company's upper management was speechless. They had a prejudice against Song Xianyin, but this generation of netizens was too hypocritical. They seemed to have gone crazy.

The internet has dug up all of Song Xianyin's ex-boyfriends, and they are acting like they have something on her, going crazy over it.

Things had gotten out of control, and the police had to step in to maintain order online. But the male netizens started cursing the police as well, and even spread rumors that Song Xianyin was having an affair with someone from the police station.

The cyber police, having reached their limit, arrested several individuals as examples, which calmed things down somewhat.

Duan Huaichuan was terrified by this.

He knew Song Xianyin wasn't well-liked, but he didn't expect her to be this bad. Was he trying to drive her to her death?

"It's really nothing, don't come, I don't want to walk around." Song Xianyin yawned as she sat in the rocking chair.

It's started raining recently, and the house feels a bit damp.

Looking at the leaves in the yard that had been washed clean by the water, her mood improved considerably: "How's the filming going?"

A gust of wind blew by, and Song Xianyin felt a little chilly, so she wrapped her coat tighter around herself.

Hearing the voice on the other end, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You really are annoying. Not to mention them, sometimes I also want to curse you out."

One shot was filmed so many times.

It was pitch black outside the window, but all I could hear was the sound of rain and her voice.

Shen Juan's voice was a little hoarse: "Haven't you cursed me enough already?"

She's cursed him out in front of him quite a bit, the most frequent being that he's mentally ill.

The two fell silent. Song Xianyin hummed an off-key song, and Shen Juan complained, "It's awful."

"You think you can sing well? Don't think you can be a singer just because a few people praise you, Shen Juan. Actually, you sing terribly. They're just flattering you!"

Hearing the angry voice on the other end, Shen Juan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I say one thing to you and you curse me ten times."

Song Xianyin got angry and didn't want to look at the leaves anymore.

"Shen Juan, you've ruined my good mood for the whole day. I'm really angry. Don't call me anymore. I'm never happy when you call me."

As Song Xianyin turned around with her phone in hand, she immediately saw Duan Huaichuan standing by the door.

Both of them were stunned.

Song Xianyin stepped aside and walked around him.

"What? No, I didn't say anything."

Duan Huaichuan stared blankly at the cup on the low table outside.