Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 29

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Back then, she did follow the process and officially get shortlisted for the Winds of Desire audition. She had even shown up at the venue. But then she got told her audition was canceled. Not long after, rumors started trending about Yu Qianxia snatching someone else's audition. Naturally, she assumed it was hers.

On top of that, her manager overheard one of the producer's assistants slip up and mention how "some rich celeb is impossible to please—wants to steal auditions and even buy their way into the cast."

So, Si Churao had been sure it was Yu Qianxia who stole her opportunity.

But now, after calling in a ton of favors and dropping some cash, her manager had uncovered a very different story.

"The Journey of Wind and Moon's producer, Zhong Zhao, works for Huacheng Films," Si Churao said. "He had this old project no one wanted to fund. But right after it was confirmed that Yan Zhirou would be the female lead in The Journey of Wind and Moon, the investment suddenly came through. Word is, that money came straight from his personal account. And around that time, he and Yan Zhirou were seen having dinner together... a lot."

"I also heard that while Yan Zhirou was filming, Zhong Zhao made sure his team took extra good care of her. When the show aired, he even threw cash around to buy her press coverage and get her trending."

"And about the director of The Journey of Wind and Moon—I asked around. Turns out, he wasn't even that into casting Yan Zhirou. He only agreed because of pressure from Zhong Zhao."

"I don't have hard evidence, but I'm almost sure now—it was Yan Zhirou who stole my audition spot, rigged the whole process, and bought her way into the cast!"

Si Churao let it all out in one breath, fired up and breathing hard.

Yu Qianxia furrowed her brows. All this stuff Si Churao had dug up, her gossip app hadn't mentioned a single word.

Before she could even stop herself, she blurted, "That's not the same gossip I got."

"...Gossip? What gossip?" Si Churao blinked, confused.

"I mean, the version I heard said the producer just really liked Yan Zhirou's looks, so he cast her on the spot."

Si Churao gave a cold snort. "That's a bull. No one casts a lead that fast just based on looks. She's definitely got some shady stuff going on."

"Oh right..." Her eyes narrowed as a memory hit her. "I remember now—one time I, uh, accidentally bumped into one of your haters, and I saw them like one of Yan Zhirou's posts. They unliked it super fast, but I caught it. I didn't think much of it at the time, just figured it was a misclick. But now? Kinda sus. What if that hater was actually a Yan Zhirou stan?"

Wouldn't be the first time someone went undercover in this industry—hate disguised as "neutral criticism" was pretty common.

Yu Qianxia's focus shifted a bit, and her mouth ran ahead of her brain again. "Wait... were you in my hate group? I remember your anti-fan supertopic level was maxed out. Daily check-ins, doing the tasks, all super committed."

Si Churao froze. "..."

One second later, her entire face lit up like a traffic light.

HELP. HOW DID SHE KNOW??

Back when she thought Yu Qianxia had stolen her shot at The Journey of Wind and Moon, Si Churao was furious. So she'd joined Yu Qianxia's anti-fan group out of spite. For three whole years, she showed up every day, did the daily sign-ins, and rose to top-tier anti-fan rank. Any time there was drama, she had a front-row seat. Sometimes she even liked shady posts.

But honestly, she wasn't a hardcore troll. She never stirred the pot or commented much. She just lurked, low-key waiting to see when Yu Qianxia's scandals would finally bury her.

Now though? She wanted to run, delete the app, ditch the group, and nuke her alt account tonight.

Yu Qianxia cleared her throat and tried to smooth things over. "Anyway... I've been kinda suspicious of this whole thing too. Thanks for the heads-up."

Si Churao noticed the chill tone and finally relaxed. She managed a weak smile. "No, I should be the one thanking you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have seen Liu Chuyang's true colors. And I wouldn't have realized I misjudged you for so long. I'm really sorry."

Yu Qianxia patted her on the shoulder, her tone light and breezy. "I just did what anyone would've done. Don't stress it."

Si Churao looked at her with newfound respect. In that moment, she saw the real Yu Qianxia.

All those online rumors? Total bullshit.

After they finished talking, there were still three hours until the live show started. Qianxia headed back to the set. By now, the backdrop Zhang Qing had set up for her was fully done—a stunning green mountains-and-rivers scene.

Yu Qianxia strolled around the set for a bit and ran through the scene with Xu Qian one more time.

To give the performance a dramatic opening, Xu Qian had previously told her she wanted to add a wire-flying stunt. Zhang Qing had even borrowed the wire rigging gear from the film studio's internal stash.

Now, Xu Qian was strapped into the harness, running some test lifts on set.

Meanwhile, Yu Qianxia headed indoors to start hair and makeup.

The final look was way more intricate than the trial run. It took over two hours to complete the full transformation.

When she finally stood up, adjusting the wide sleeves of her costume, Qianxia's eyes were bright and clear, her aura cool and composed. Rosy lips, pearly white teeth—elegant and striking, she pulled off the male disguise flawlessly.

Even the makeup artist stared for a second, totally stunned. "Ugh, so handsome. Like, proper righteous-handsome. This is the ideal guy vibe."

Just as Qianxia was about to head out of the dressing room, a burst of chaotic noise erupted from outside—shouting, commotion, and the faint sound of a woman groaning in pain.

"What's going on?" she asked with a frown.

Right then, her assistant Xiao Wu rushed in, face full of panic. "Something bad happened. Sister Xu's hurt!"

"The wire snapped—she fell off the fake mountain!"

Yu Qianxia's eyes widened. "Is she okay? Was it serious?"

Xiao Wu was catching her breath, trying to stay calm. "Good news: the fake mountain wasn't that tall, so she's mostly fine. But her leg got sliced by something sharp on the way down. They've already taken her to the hospital."

The makeup artist frowned hard. "Why now of all times? The show's about to start. Without Xu Qian, how are they supposed to pull off the performance?"

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