How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 445 It’s chaos

late at night.

Tian Boyang, the head of the Golden Melody Awards jury, who is at the center of a media storm, suddenly updated his Weibo with a statement.

In the statement, Tian Boyang's son, Tian Yu, described in detail how his father was "maliciously slandered" by Zhang Wen. His words were filled with concern for his father's condition and anger at Zhang Wen's "despicable behavior."

“Zhang Wen harbored resentment because he did not win the Golden Melody Award. He deliberately provoked my father with words backstage at a certain gala rehearsal, which caused my father to suffer a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and suffer cognitive impairment.”

At the end of the statement, Tian Yu added a sentence: "Please do not believe or spread rumors, and clear my father's name."

Immediately afterwards, Tian Boyang updated his Weibo with another post, which was a photo of Tian Boyang sitting on the edge of the bed looking out the window, with the caption: "Dad, you must get better."

The statement and photos had an immediate effect.

When netizens saw Tian Yu's emotionally charged statement and the picture of Tian Boyang's lonely back, public opinion immediately reversed.

"It turns out that Teacher Tian suffered a cerebral hemorrhage from anger. Zhang Wen really went too far. There's definitely a reason why he didn't win the award."

"Indeed, it's much more reliable to suffer a stroke from anger that affects cognitive function than to swear that you'll develop Alzheimer's disease."

"Although Teacher Tian's previous oath was quite concerning, Zhang Wen's behavior is really too unethical, isn't it?"

"Maybe Zhang Wen did it on purpose, wanting to ruin Teacher Tian and the Golden Melody Awards."

In a short time, topics such as "Zhang Wen maliciously angered Tian Boyang" and "No behind-the-scenes manipulation in the Golden Melody Awards" began to circulate online, and many people began to turn their criticism towards Zhang Wen, accusing him of being narrow-minded and using despicable methods.

Looking at the changing public opinion online, Sun Shiping finally showed a long-lost smile.

I thought to myself: Chairman Zheng's method is brilliant!

He found the chairman's number and immediately dialed it. After the call was connected, he excitedly reported, "Chairman, you're brilliant! The online sentiment has changed, and everyone is starting to criticize Zhang Wen."

Zheng Jinpeng grunted in response on the other end of the phone, a hint of smugness in his voice, and then said, "This is only temporary. We can't let our guard down. That guy surnamed Zhang is not simple. You need to be constantly on guard against changes in online public opinion."

"Yes, Chairman." Although Sun Shiping said this, he didn't really think that Zhang could turn the tables.

It is true that Lao Tian was sent to the hospital. Apart from the "sudden cerebral hemorrhage", everything else is also true, unless that person surnamed Zhang can prove that Lao Tian did not have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered something and immediately made another call. "Hey, Xiao Liang, go talk to the doctor on duty and tell him not to reveal Tian Boyang's condition to anyone. Also, you keep watch over Tian Boyang. No strangers are allowed to enter Tian Boyang's ward, understand?"

“I heard you,” the henchman immediately replied.

Sun Shiping finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if the huge weight that had been pressing on his heart had finally been lifted.

Inside the stadium.

Zhang Wen was holding his phone, looking at the statement released by Tian Boyang's son and the comments from netizens.

When he saw the comments accusing him of maliciously angering Tian Boyang, his face remained expressionless. He simply swiped the screen lightly, as if he were watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

"Ding!"

A WeChat notification sound suddenly rang out; it was a message from Jiang Xin.

"Boss, the music association's move is too insidious; they've managed to smear you completely."

After reading it, Zhang Wen chuckled and replied, "Don't rush, the show has only just begun. They're being too naive to think they can turn things around with a statement and a photo."

Jiang Xin immediately perked up and asked excitedly, "Boss, what's your plan to deal with them?"

Zhang Wen simply replied with three words: "Just wait."

After exiting the chat interface, he opened his Weibo account.

As the most talked-about musician who suddenly emerged this year, he has more than two million fans, although his number cannot compare with that of celebrities. He also has a group of loyal fans who highly identify with his musical style.

At this point, the comment section was in chaos. Fans who were indignant about his failure to win an award not long ago were now defending him.

"Teacher Zhang, don't pay attention to these haters, we believe in you."

"The Golden Melody Awards judging panel must be feeling guilty, so they turned the tables on us."

"Teacher Zhang, quickly produce evidence and expose their lies."

"..."

Zhang Wen felt a warm feeling as he read the comments, and then typed a message in the input box.

He didn't shout to defend himself, nor did he angrily accuse others; he simply stated the facts calmly.

"I deeply regret Mr. Tian Boyang's condition, but attributing it to 'malicious provocation' is far-fetched. If it is indeed a sudden cerebral hemorrhage causing cognitive impairment, could you please ask the family to show the official diagnosis issued by the hospital? After all, the public is more willing to believe medical evidence than emotional statements."

After writing this paragraph, he clicked send.

The Weibo post was like pouring cold water into hot oil, reigniting public opinion.

"Damn, Zhang Wen went straight for the kill."

"Teacher Zhang is as brave as ever, and the diagnosis report is correct."

"Yes, let's show everyone the diagnosis reports."

"Is Teacher Zhang trying to deny it? Teacher Tian, ​​quickly show the diagnosis report to prove him wrong."

Whether they support Zhang Wen or criticize him, they have reached a consensus at this moment: to have Tian Boyang release his medical report.

Only with a diagnosis can we prove that the previous statements were true, and whether they were deliberately concealing the facts and shifting the blame onto others.

The online outcry grew louder, pushing this battle of public opinion to a new climax.

lounge.

As Sun Shiping scrolled through Weibo on his phone, he saw that all the netizens were asking him to post his medical report. The smug look on his face vanished instantly.

There is a diagnosis report, but it doesn't mention a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

Without the sudden cerebral hemorrhage, it cannot be proven that Lao Tian's dementia was caused by Zhang Wen's anger, nor can the previous statement be explained.

This is how to do?
He thought about it for a while, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to ask Chairman Zheng.

Soon, the call was connected.

"President, have you read all the comments online? Now netizens are telling us to post our medical reports, what should we do?" Sun Shiping asked anxiously.

If a response cannot be made quickly, then Tian Yu's statement will be wasted.

“What’s the panic! Just say the diagnosis involves the patient’s privacy and is not convenient to disclose,” Zheng Jinpeng said.

"What if nobody believes me?"

“People believe oaths that come true, so why wouldn’t anyone believe this? If there are still people who don’t believe it, then make that kid Tian Yu swear an oath and let everyone see if he gets Alzheimer’s!”

"..."

Sun Shiping thought about it and felt that Chairman Zheng's words made sense, so he logged into Tian Boyang's Weibo account and spoke in Tian Yu's voice:

"Dear netizens, thank you for your concern for my father. Regarding the diagnosis, it involves my father's privacy and is not convenient to disclose. I hope you understand. I swear in my father's name that every word I have said is true. My father was indeed angered by Zhang Wen to the point that his cognitive function was impaired. If there is even half a lie, I am willing to swear like my father that I have Alzheimer's disease!"

After posting this Weibo message, Sun Shiping stared intently at his phone screen, waiting for netizens' reactions.

The comment section exploded shortly afterward.

"My goodness, he even used an oath, so Tian Yu is probably telling the truth."

"Is Teacher Tian's son trying to use himself as an example to expose Zhang Wen's claim that his oath came true? His courage is commendable." "I think showing the diagnosis report is the most reliable way; having evidence is the only true measure."

"The idea that the oath came true is really too far-fetched. It sounds more plausible that he was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage. If Teacher Tian's son also has Alzheimer's, then I will believe that Teacher Tian's Alzheimer's is the reason for the oath."

"..."

Netizens' comments were polarized. Some were intimidated by the oath and began to waver, while others remained skeptical and continued to call for the release of the diagnosis report.

Sun Shiping watched for a while and then breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as someone stands on their side, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

He paced back and forth in the lounge, pondering how to consolidate this hard-won situation. Perhaps after Tian Yu arrived in Shenzhen, he could have the other party post a few more Weibo posts, praising Tian Boyang's good qualities and playing the emotional card to win over more people's sympathy.

At 4 a.m., Tian Yu finally arrived in Shenzhen.

Sun Shiping personally went to the airport to pick them up and took them to the hospital.

As soon as Tian Yu got in the car, he slumped into the back seat. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly sat up straight and vented his dissatisfaction to Sun Shiping beside him: "Uncle Sun, how could you swear on my dad's Weibo? Aren't you cursing me?"

Sun Shiping glanced at the martial arts student, Wu, and then said, "The situation was urgent at the time, and you were on the plane and couldn't be contacted. I had no choice but to do this, otherwise your father's reputation would be ruined. Besides, it was just a vow. Don't tell me you didn't make one."

“I did make a vow, but that was when I was upright and honest and not afraid of the consequences of breaking my oath. But this time, I still haven’t seen the diagnosis report, and I don’t know if my father’s Alzheimer’s is caused by Zhang Wenqi. What if it’s not? Wouldn’t I become Alzheimer’s myself?” Tian Yu said irritably, without treating the person in front of him with any respect just because he was his father’s friend and superior.

Sun Shiping raised an eyebrow and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Tian Yu chuckled, "I risked getting Alzheimer's to help you, Uncle Sun, shouldn't you give me some extra money to soothe my wounded heart?"

Sun Shiping's face darkened; he knew this kid was up to no good. "One million isn't enough? Aren't you pushing your luck?"

“Uncle Sun, the one million was the money I paid to post on Weibo for you. What we’re talking about now is the oath you swore in my name,” Tian Yu said confidently.

Sun Shiping took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and patiently asked, "How much do you want?"

"Uncle Sun, with our relationship, 100,000 yuan isn't much, is it?" Tian Yu said with a grin.

Sun Shiping kept a straight face. Although 100,000 yuan wasn't a lot, he couldn't easily agree to it. If he gave the other party the impression that it was easy to ask for money, this kind of thing would definitely happen again in the future.

“Tian Yu, your dad and I are old friends. I’ve practically watched you grow up,” Sun Shiping said. “At most 20,000.”

"Twenty thousand? That's not even enough for me to go to a bar," Tian Yu said, pursing his lips. "Eighty thousand, that's the lowest I can go."

"forty thousand."

"Seventy thousand."

“Fifty thousand, take it or leave it.” Sun Shiping’s tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I'd rather be a fool than take it," Tian Yu said immediately, afraid that Sun Shiping would change his mind. "Then, Uncle Sun, when will you give me the money?"

“Are you afraid I’ll renege on my debt? I’ll pay you back all at once after this is over,” Sun Shiping said dismissively, then changed the subject, “When we get to the hospital, behave well and talk to your dad a lot. I’ll take some photos and post them online so that netizens will believe you genuinely care about your dad.”

Tian Yu shrugged indifferently, "I know, it's just acting, right? I'm good at it."

The car arrived at the hospital quickly, and Sun Shiping took Tian Yu straight to Tian Boyang's ward.

Pushing open the door, one sees Tian Boyang still sitting on the bed, staring blankly out the window, muttering incoherently from time to time.

"Dad," Tian Yu called out as he stepped forward.

Tian Boyang slowly turned his head, glanced at Tian Yu, his eyes showing no emotion, then slowly turned back and continued to look out the window.

Tian Yu was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected his father to be like this. Did he not even recognize his own son?
He looked at Sun Shiping beside him with suspicion; the situation seemed much more serious than the other man had described on the way.

Sun Shiping didn't speak, but instead gave the other person a wink, signaling to try again.

Tian Yu unconsciously swallowed, raised his voice to call "Dad" and reached out to shake his father's hand.

But Tian Boyang seemed startled, abruptly pulling his hand back and shouting, "Don't touch me! The prize belongs to Zhang Wen, and none of you can take it away from me!"

Tian Yu's hand froze in mid-air, his lips twitching. He turned to Sun Shiping and said, "Uncle Sun, my dad doesn't recognize me anymore. Can I leave now?"

Sun Shiping wanted to slap the other man twice, thinking: Your father is in this state, and you still want to leave? Don't you have any conscience?

He took a deep breath, looked at Tian Boyang and said, "Old Tian, ​​this is Xiaoyu, your son. He's come to see you."

Tian Boyang still didn't react, only repeatedly muttering things like, "The trophy belongs to Zhang Wen." and "I was wrong."

Tian Yu pricked up his ears, feeling as if he had overheard an incredible secret.

Is there really something wrong with the Golden Melody Awards? Are all those news reports online true?

I wonder if I could ask for a little more hush money.

Seeing this, Sun Shiping was secretly anxious. How could he take a picture and post it online in this state?

He tugged at Tian Yu's arm and whispered, "Talk to your dad again, I'll go call the doctor to come and take a look."

"Uncle Sun, will my dad hit me?" Tian Yu asked worriedly.

“No, your dad doesn’t hit people,” Sun Shiping said, then walked out of the ward.

Tian Yu nodded, looking at his father's dazed expression, and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Although his relationship with his father was usually tense, seeing his father like this still touched him.

Actually, he still hopes his father can get better. Otherwise, if his father gets into trouble in the future, who will help him settle things? Who will cover for him?
Sun Shiping quickly brought the doctor in. The doctor performed a simple examination on Tian Boyang and then said to Sun Shiping and Tian Yu, "The patient's condition is not very optimistic. His cognitive impairment is showing a worsening trend. Please try not to agitate him and keep him quiet."

Sun Shiping nodded, and after seeing the doctor off, he said to Tian Yu, "Go to the bedside, I'll take some pictures of you taking care of him. Be gentle."

Tian Yu came to the bedside, looking worried.

Sun Shiping then took out his phone and snapped several photos.

"Alright, that's enough for now. You stay here with your dad. I'll go back and deal with things online." Sun Shiping put away his phone and said, then walked out of the ward and told the person standing outside, "Be careful not to let strangers in. Call me immediately if anything happens."

"Yes," the follower replied earnestly.

Sun Shiping walked out of the hospital, returned to his car, and posted the photos he had just taken online with the caption: Dad, get some rest, I'm here with you.

……

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting long, thin patches of light on the floor.

Zhang Wen woke up from his sleep, turned over, and picked up his phone from the bedside table.

When you open Weibo, the first push notification is an update from Tian Boyang's account.

There were several photos of a young man sitting on the edge of a bed, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with deep worry.

Judging from the accompanying text, this young man should be Tian Boyang's son.

Zhang Wen couldn't help but scoff. Was she trying to play the emotional card?
It's amazing that these people could come up with such a petty trick.

As Zhang Wen looked around, his gaze fell on the sheet behind Tian Boyang, where a line of words was printed: Shenzhen Central Hospital.

He recalled the oath Tian Yu had made on Weibo last night, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Since the other party is so eager to experience what Alzheimer's disease is like, he doesn't mind giving them a hand and making this vow come true.

Kid, you asked for this!

……

(End of this chapter)