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I guess those days were probably when she was at her peak popularity. After she terminated her contract and established her own studio, the Big Fans I had previously comforted began to withdraw from the fan circle. After all, she was once an idol they followed, and when they left, no fans criticized her; they simply offered their blessings with dignity. Even my company posted a message of congratulations on social media.
The ordinary fans below were anxious, but Lin Jinhe seemed to be prepared for this. New Big Fans quickly emerged, claiming that these Big Fans were people I had arranged. Now that Lin Jinhe had terminated her contract with me, they accused me of deliberately targeting her. She lost a portion of her fans, but overall, it did not deal a fatal blow.
What truly drained her energy was the exposure of her relationship with Zhao Shusen. Without my protection, the media naturally showed no mercy. She always believed that her smooth sailing was due to her talent; she never considered that I was the one who had supported her all along. I had at least 5,000 marketing accounts under my command, each promoting her videos and stirring up topics about her at different times.
Nowadays, the public's ability to discern the truth from news is almost nonexistent; whatever the media says is what people believe. With over 5,000 accounts praising her in unison, she became a standout among stars. If one day I changed my strategy and said she wasn't good enough, very few would bother to dig up old records to verify her past glory. There’s plenty of material; under the keyboard of marketing accounts, the truth is merely a game.
Of course, I didn’t issue any announcements; after all, she had created considerable value for me. If she acted ungratefully, I still had to adhere to some rules of the industry. However, it seemed unnecessary for me to intervene; she was already ruining her public image on her own.
Her dating wasn’t a big deal; fans are generally quite forgiving as long as Zhao Shusen didn’t draw too much attention. They could pretend not to see it. But I don’t know if her publicity team aimed to create some kind of Childhood Sweetheart romantic persona, portraying Lin Jinhe and Zhao Shusen’s story as exceptionally touching. She went to great lengths to help him at the peak of her career.
Years later, they reunited. She was the exalted Queen, and he was a down-and-out man, ignored by all. Yet, she put aside past grievances and offered her full support, even at the cost of clashing with her fans and former company.
What a heart-wrenching love story. Unfortunately, once this announcement was made, media speculation erupted into chaos.
"What is going on? How could such a ridiculous plot come from the talented woman I once admired? Have I been blinded by her appearance all this time?"
"Where are the people from Lin Jinhe's studio? Come out and see if this really touches anyone's heart!"
"Disgusting! I worked hard to boost her numbers, only to find out it was all just a marketing stunt. Now I understand why so many fans have unfollowed her. I even scolded them before—ugh."
"Don't you think Zhao Shusen stands next to Lin Jinhe, completely overshadowed by her brilliance?"
"That old fox Zhao Shusen is impressive; he packaged Lin Jinhe so perfectly. His skills are truly remarkable."
"What the hell??? Who??? Zhao Shusen???? How does he have the nerve to flaunt his relationship? His father ruined my family with a pyramid scheme, and now he’s managed to get close to the Queen?"
"What’s this gossip? Please elaborate!"
The public discourse spiraled further out of control, but I didn't pay much attention to how it ended. It seemed that not long after, Lin Jinhe lost her former luster in the entertainment industry. After all, I hadn't heard her name at any award ceremonies since then.
The next time I heard news about her was when she suffered a severe accident on stage. During a performance, someone who had been ruined by Zhao Shusen's father brought a bottle of strong acid into the venue. The intention was to throw it at Zhao Shusen but accidentally splashed it onto Lin Jinhe instead.
That bottle of acid disfigured half of her face. Her last appearance on trending topics was due to this incident, but it was quickly overshadowed by other news. She lost her final bargaining chip.
The last time I saw her was in an upscale club. The receptionist looked strange; wearing a mask, she stared at me for a long moment before slightly turning away, revealing only half of her face.
I actually didn’t recognize her at first. It wasn’t until the manager beside her reminded her that she seemed to snap back to reality and hurriedly bowed her head to attend to me.
As I turned, I caught a glimpse of the scarred skin peeking out from beneath her mask. I hesitated for a moment, not calling her name or showing any expression. I simply smiled politely and thanked her, just as I would with any ordinary receptionist. I didn't inquire about her situation with Zhao Shusen; it was no longer my concern. With a smile and without pausing, I walked toward the lounge area. The star I once looked up to in my youth had long since fallen.
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