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Chapter 152

Chapter 152

HEIFEIGU -Chapter 152

Hated by the Entire Internet, Fixing the Entertainment Industry by Going Unhinged 8 min read 153 of 161 104

“Big Tub of Popcorn” nervously rubbed the microphone, his gaze scanning the middle-aged men around him.

This question—he hadn’t prepared for it.

Who knew what the hell Yin Wenshan had done in his life?

The fake experts all kept their heads down, awkwardly avoiding his gaze.

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If no one stood up now, their bluff would be completely exposed.

All the resources spent hiring trolls and pushing the trending topic might go to waste.

“Big Tub of Popcorn” leaned forward and forcefully shoved the microphone into the hands of a middle-aged man next to him.

The chosen fake expert looked helpless, his greasy squinty eyes widening.

No, he wasn’t supposed to answer this question!

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“Make it up,” “Big Tub of Popcorn” hissed into his ear.

Well, if that’s the case…

The fake expert displayed his so-called expertise.

He took the microphone, cleared his throat lightly, and began speaking calmly.

He sounded like someone who attended countless meetings.

“Our society takes Comrade Yin Wenshan’s life very seriously. Over the past period, we established a dedicated working group, conducted extensive research, and achieved quite good results.”

The media in the room held their breath. The viewers in the live stream also held their breath.

Everyone was waiting for the expert’s findings.

“But…”

The fake expert dragged out the word, then suddenly shifted his angle.

“‘A journey of a hundred miles is only half complete at ninety.’ The current victory is only a phase victory. We will not become complacent due to this small achievement.”

“The challenges ahead remain daunting. We must continue to stay humble, advance steadily, and strive toward higher goals. Thank you, everyone.”

After speaking, he handed the microphone back to “Big Tub of Popcorn,” sat down confidently, and glanced at the men beside him.

What now? According to convention, it was time to applaud.

Following his glance, the other middle-aged men clapped.

The sparse applause felt painfully awkward in the silence.

The viewers were stunned by this operation.

On the live stream, only troll bots kept spamming.

Amid all the comments like 【Boycott, pull it, remove it】, finally, some real viewers began to react.

【Holy useless bureaucratic talk!】

【That official tone—if I had this skill, work reports would never stump me!】

【Do they even know who Yin Wenshan is?】

【I want to know where to find a job as a fake expert. I feel like I could do it too (puppy eyes).】

In the cinema, even the media couldn’t hold back anymore.

Every now and then, a laugh that had been suppressed for a long time escaped, only to be hurriedly swallowed back.

Qian Shuyun didn’t respond. He held the microphone and looked at “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” with a playful glint in his eyes.

Under the teasing gazes of everyone, “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” shivered all over. He realized this publicity stunt might fail.

At this rate, he might not even be able to keep his account.

His mind went blank, and he didn’t know how to end this farce.

His hand touched the props he had brought in his bag, and “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” gritted his teeth.

Since it had come to this, he might as well go all out and make a big scene.

He would use sensational actions to cover up the failure of his stunt.

Before leaving, he had packed several raw eggs in his bag.

Throwing eggs or splashing paint at a live event was not only highly insulting but also very attention-grabbing.

However, such actions were controversial and could easily backfire.

But “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” no longer cared about that.

He silently measured the distance between himself and the stage, as well as the security.

He was confident he could throw the eggs at Qian Shuyun’s face before security could intervene.

When he threw the eggs, the extras nearby would also unfurl banners reading, “Yin Wenshan, traitor, Shan Hai Wu Ming should be pulled from release!” to cooperate with him.

If he hit, the headline would read: “Qian Shuyun attacked with rotten eggs at promo event for whitewashing historical traitor.”

This way, no one would care whether the experts he hired were real or fake.

Gripping a raw egg, “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” signaled to the side.

The fake experts all stood up, pulled the banners from their bags, and held them high.

While everyone’s attention was on them, “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” pulled an egg from his bag and threw it at Qian Shuyun’s face.

At the same time, he shouted the slogan, “Yin Wenshan, traitor, Shan Hai Wu Ming should be pulled from release!”

Then he threw all the remaining eggs in his bag toward Qian Shuyun.

No one expected him to do something so despicable.

The staff at the scene couldn’t react in time and could only watch helplessly as the eggs flew toward the stage.

The media wished they had three arms and six legs.

They didn’t know whether to capture high-definition shots of Qian Shuyun getting hit or of “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” getting egged.

The live stream didn’t anticipate such a shocking scene either; even the bot armies stopped spamming. Everyone waited with bated breath for the outcome.

But an even bigger surprise occurred.

Suddenly, all the lights in the cinema went out with a “bang,” and the speakers emitted a crackling electric sound.

“What’s happening?”

“Power outage?”

“Doesn’t seem like it!”

“Turn on the emergency lights quickly! What’s going on?”

“Nothing can be filmed! This is killing me!”

“Hehehe, my equipment has night vision mode. This exclusive is mine!”

The media and audience in the cinema were in chaos.

No one noticed Xie Jixing on stage, whose palms flickered with a faint blue light.

He squinted, smiling brilliantly, staring at the trembling “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” in the darkness.

Not a single egg was wasted; all were intercepted by Yue Qinyao’s black hair in mid-air, redirected, and smashed back onto “A Big Bucket of Popcorn’s” face.

The sticky yolk smeared over his eyes, and he trembled all over.

What’s happening?

How did the eggs fly back?

In the darkness, such bizarre and abnormal things happened. He tried to wipe the yolk from his eyes to see clearly.

But his wrists were bound by many cold, thread-like restraints and couldn’t be lifted.

Then the third egg hit his nose heavily.

“A Big Bucket of Popcorn” felt a warm substance mixed with yolk on his face, and it seemed like his nose was bleeding.

He screamed for help in fear, but the noise from the speakers drowned him out.

As he opened his mouth to cry, Yin Wenshan shoved a raw egg directly into it.

Holding an egg in his mouth, “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” dared not bite and couldn’t spit it out because something blocked him.

All he could do was emit pitiful, whimpering cries.

The electric crackling gradually subsided.

In the darkness, Xie Jixing’s voice came: “Everyone, stay calm. We’ll restore the lighting shortly.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cinema lights came back on.

The sudden brightness startled everyone.

They needed to close their eyes briefly to adjust.

Viewers on the live stream saw the result faster than those on-site.

Around the stage, there was no trace of egg residue, and Qian Shuyun stood perfectly fine.

Just his expression was a bit odd.

When everyone saw “A Big Bucket of Popcorn” in the audience, they understood the source of his strange expression.

The chat exploded with messages:

【Holy crap!】

“A Big Bucket of Popcorn” was hunched over, looking pitiful.

His face was smeared with sticky egg, with pieces of broken shell stuck on his forehead and nose.

Below his nostrils, blood mixed with egg white, forming something like a bloody snot.

His mouth was wide open, holding a raw egg, and all he could do was make muffled sounds.

Drool dripped from the corners of his mouth, and the muscles in his face visibly twitched, on the verge of reaching their limit.

The audience shouted “Holy crap!” in unison.

Under everyone’s gaze, “A Big Bucket of Popcorn’s” mental defenses finally collapsed, and he bit the egg.

With the sticky yolk in his mouth, he screamed, “Save… ugh… me, save me… ugh, there’s a ghost, gulp… there’s really a ghost!”

The fake experts beside him were pale as paper, clustered together, trembling as they held the banners.

They had planned to quietly pack up the banners and slip away in the dark, but something pinned them in place.

It was as if… someone was lying horizontally above their heads.

The cold, oppressive air made them freeze in place.

Then a soft, plaintive female voice whispered beside them, “Hold it properly. Don’t move.”

When everyone’s eyes swept over, they saw the banners the fake experts held had completely changed.

The previously red background with white letters was reversed.

Now it was a white background with blood-red letters.

The three characters “Yin Wenshan” looked like they were melting, the red liquid dripping down.

Eek!

So scary!

Both on-site and online audiences gasped.

The scene was too incredible, hard to explain scientifically.

Though the cinema lights were out and the speakers malfunctioned, it hadn’t lasted long—maybe 2–3 minutes.

In such a short time, intercepting all the eggs and throwing them back, while replacing the banners, was impossible for humans.

“A Big Bucket of Popcorn” was seated toward the middle front of the cinema.

Though seating alternated rows to ensure viewing, there were people nearby, so anyone approaching would have to pass through the aisles on both sides.

Someone nearby would definitely notice.

They looked at each other, confirming no one had come near.

Could this be a publicity stunt by themselves?

Even if they could replace the banners, it didn’t explain the eggs.

There was only one truth: this place was truly haunted!

A cautious audience member typed in the live chat:

【This is in H City… They’re really daring. Must be karma.】

【H City, so what?】

【Yin Wenshan was from H City and supposedly executed there.】

【Now that you say it, it’s really eerie.】

【Maybe it’s because this blogger kept exploiting him, feeding off his legacy, that Yin Wenshan’s ghost appeared!】

【Agreed. Otherwise, why would only “Yin Wenshan” bleed on the banner?】

【Creepy when you think about it!】

【Even just thinking casually, scary too!】

【Also, look who’s on stage?】

【Xie Jixing is here, absurd, but makes sense!】

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