The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 132

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[Feel bad for my brother, getting forced into this situation just to make some extra cash.]

This guess still seemed somewhat plausible.

Some viewers were convinced, while others didn't really care about the real reason, they just wanted to watch the variety show and enjoy the fun.

Of course, some viewers were the type who enjoyed making a big deal out of everything. How could they miss such a funny performance?

They decided it was better to share the fun, so they happily started recording, screenshotting, and even making gifs, spontaneously creating a trending topic #Xue Jinshi Sneaks Out At Night To Throw Things# and pushed it to the top of the hot search with all the people laughing and enjoying the moment.

Netizens were essentially repeaters, laugh-hungry creatures, and this topic was quickly boosted by enthusiastic fans.

By the time Xue Jinshi's manager noticed, the topic had already shot up the hot search rankings.

The manager quickly skimmed through the topic content, feeling his vision blur with frustration, and cursed loudly, "Is he filled with mush for brains?! He knows I'm working on getting him a cosmetics endorsement, and he couldn't even calm down for a single day?!"

Securing endorsements was such an important step; which artist would dare take it lightly?

But Xue Jinshi? He went ahead and threw away cosmetics, and one of the bottles was from the exact brand they were negotiating with!

Cursing under his breath, he hurriedly contacted people to get the trending topic removed.

It wasn't long before he received some bad news.

Someone was trying to stop them from removing the topic.

The other party was being evasive, but the manager quickly realized it was a familiar face behind it.

It was the female artist who had been bumped for a spot by Xue Jinshi.

Clearly, she was furious with Xue Jinshi now.

The manager slammed the mouse onto the desk, livid.

"I've told him countless times not to make enemies left and right, but Xue Jinshi just wouldn't listen. And now look at this mess!"

He scoffed and pushed the keyboard aside, feeling completely irritable.

Xue Jinshi's assistant stood awkwardly to the side, holding the manager's constantly vibrating work phone, unsure whether to interrupt.

The manager cursed a few more times, then angrily stood up, pacing around the room, his eyes bloodshot.

He couldn't be blamed for reacting so late—he hadn't noticed the situation until the topic had already started to blow up.

All day, he'd been busy dealing with Xue Jinshi's aftermath from snatching the guest spot for the flight, and also handling some issues with a makeup artist from the Zhuji watch brand. He hadn't had the time to keep an eye on Xue Jinshi 24/7.

The persona the company had built for Xue Jinshi was straightforward, not rude or the type to lash out at others, but the makeup artist wasn't exactly harmless either. What if the artist actually had evidence of Xue Jinshi attacking him? Would Xue Jinshi's image survive that? What about his reputation?

The manager knew full well that not everyone could turn things around like Chi Qingzhou, who managed to recover even after being ruthlessly criticized.

Besides, Xue Jinshi and Chi Qingzhou were on entirely different paths.

Sure, Xue Jinshi was a hot star now, but for the sake of his future, his team was already planning to shift his image.

This industry was like that—no idol could stay at the top forever.

As he got older, it was time to make that shift.

Xue Jinshi was still young, but some situations at the company were making him feel an overwhelming sense of crisis.

His first choice was to transition into acting, but that path wasn't easy.

The industry had biases against idol stars.

Of course, he also wanted to be part of big productions, but given his current situation, he could only dream of landing roles in idol dramas.

Don't even talk about playing a lead role in a major production—what big director would let him take on a small role? His team would wake up laughing from that dream.

Of course, Xue Jinshi wasn't desperate to make the switch in the next couple of years, but what manager wouldn't want their artist to have a smoother career path?

No matter how hard his team tried, they couldn't keep up with the speed at which Xue Jinshi dragged them down.

At times like these, the manager couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Chi Qingzhou's manager, Guan Xihua.

From what he knew, thanks to strong recommendations from Tang Qichen and Song Yuzhi, several big directors had started taking notice of Chi Qingzhou.

After Wen Zhuohua woke up, the MV was released just in time. A few directors who had been only mildly interested before now started privately contacting Chi Qingzhou's manager, one of them even being Director Fang, who had previously directed "Vast Realm".

Although the news hadn't spread yet, the manager had some connections and knew that at least three directors had placed Chi Qingzhou on their consideration lists.

How could he not be jealous?

Look at other people's artists—without their managers lifting a finger, they can clear up rumors, attract fans, and even receive praise from the official channels.

Then look at his own artist—while Xue Jinshi's singing and dancing skills were impressive, he spent every day either causing trouble or fervently supporting Chi Qingning.

What exactly did Chi Qingning feed Xue Jinshi to make him so obsessed?

The manager paced irritably.

He was constantly cleaning up Xue Jinshi's messes, losing countless strands of hair trying to maintain his commercial value. Just as he was about to close two major cosmetics endorsements, Xue Jinshi had to go and throw away cosmetics. How could he be calm?

The assistant, seeing the manager's frustration, could only try to comfort him. "Brother Qian, don't be angry. Brother Xue is just a bit impulsive, he's not a bad person."

"And Brother Xue has a lot of professionalism. He didn't touch a single thing from the skincare brand he's endorsing, right?"

"That brand uses much heavier packaging bottles, far heavier than these."

The manager didn't respond.

The assistant glanced at the phone that had automatically hung up and braced herself to continue. "Brother Xue is really loyal. Today's situation was actually my fault. If I hadn't called out that makeup artist for harassing me—"

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