The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

"Stop joking!"

The person editing the video listened to the voice on the other end of the phone for a while, then suddenly hung up and swore.

The studio manager came over: "What's wrong?"

The staff member told him, "The other end claimed to be from CCTV (China Central Television) and wanted us to release the video. I said, 'Isn't that ridiculous? There's a limit to joking.'"

Person in charge: ...

The person in charge sighed, silently returned to his seat, and began packing his things.

"What's wrong?"

The person in charge went berserk: "You're asking me what's wrong? Pack your things and we'll all go inside and wait! You dared to hang up on orders from above; no amount of power can protect you!"

The staff member paused for a moment, then belatedly began to tremble:

"I don't know... It's not my fault, I don't know..."

"How do I know he's telling the truth! How can I dare hang up!"

The person in charge slumped into a chair, and sure enough, he came across the official statement from the Chinese Figure Skating Association.

There are only six characters.

But these six words are powerful and resounding.

Justice resides in the hearts of the people.

The staff member saw it too. He looked up in alarm, glanced at the person in charge, and muttered, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore! I'm going to post it, I'm going to confess! Don't pin this on me, I'm just an employee!"

After saying that, the staff member promptly logged into the studio's account and posted a previously blocked video.

The little guy stood on the ice, his posture like a bird about to take flight.

He and Jieyu even played the same piece of music.

But after the video was released, it became clear who was better.

At this moment, Jieyu's fans seemed to fall silent; no one spoke up.

However, more and more people are leaving comments under the little guy's video:

"How old is this child? Amazing!"

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever truly experienced the beauty of figure skating; it brought tears to my eyes..."

"He's so good at drawing the audience in..."

"This little person is already skating more skillfully than walking. It doesn't look like they just learned it; it's like they haven't forgotten it in their past life."

"Is this the max-level kid? So cool!"

Along with the little guy's ice skating video, behind-the-scenes photos from the set of "The Rescue" also went viral.

In the short, 30-second advance MV, the elf stands on an ancient city wall, holding a bow made of flowers and a sword forged in blood. The reflection of her face in the sword's blade, and her golden eyes, exude an air of mystery and nobility.

The clanging sound emanating from the sword was like:

Gentlemen, listen to the dragon's roar!

The short 30-second video went viral in China and both domestically and internationally.

"Mom! We've made something of ourselves!"

"This is the first time I've seen a foreign film that uses Chinese elements flawlessly. Open your eyes and see what true 5,000 years of ancient Chinese heritage really means!"

"Is this little boy or little girl? What's their name? I want to be a fan!"

"What? This is live-action? I thought it was a 3D model!"

The name "Wu Tu" suddenly became the top trending topic both domestically and internationally.

Jieyu stared at everything on his phone, completely oblivious to Wutu's condition, frantically searching for information about himself.

His name, his existence—but no matter how hard he searched, all he got was a cold, indifferent "Sorry, no relevant information found."

Why? Why?

Jieyu ran to the studio, which used to have dozens of people, but now it's deserted and empty.

"Where are they?! They've all disappeared, Uncle!!"

The person in charge is also a relative of Jieyu; their business is practically a family enterprise.

He sat in his office, glancing dejectedly at Jieyu:

"Just stay home and don't go out unless absolutely necessary. We haven't heard from your dad, so behave yourself, understand?"

Jieyu exclaimed in disbelief: "I've really been blacklisted?! Didn't you guys say you were going to make me a movie star?!"

"Why are you going to throw me away now that I'm no longer useful!"

The person in charge rubbed his temples and said dismissively, "Be good, don't act like a child."

"Go home quickly."

Jieyu rushed over and shouted, "I don't want to! I want to find my dad! Where is my dad now? Is he with his wife and children? How could he give birth to me and then abandon me?!"

Annoyed by Jieyu's tantrums, the man stopped trying to hide it and slapped Jieyu across the face: "Shut up!"

Jieyu's face, which they had previously taken great care of and even insured, now ironically bore the marks of redness and swelling.

Jieyu was already light, and he was still a child. The man was very strong, and that slap almost knocked Jieyu to the ground.

Jieyu looked at her relatives, who had become strangers, and felt incredibly ironic.

When Jieyu was still useful, his relatives were so warm and friendly to him; compared to now, it all seems so ridiculous.

Now that everyone has fallen from grace, he realizes that he is simply an unimportant being who can be discarded at any time.

Jieyu wanted to say something more, but there was a knock on the studio door, and police officers broke in.

The charges Winston previously appealed are now ready to be settled.

Jieyu is not criminally liable because she is under the age of fourteen.

But his family and his backers all fell from grace.

He will become that blacklisted celebrity that everyone hates.

Meanwhile, Jieyu, watching the video of the little guy playing on the opposite commercial building, couldn't help but press his face against the window and murmur to himself at that dazzling figure:

"You're so kind... You've never experienced this feeling before, have you?"

The little guy had no idea what happened to Jieyu.

Winston intentionally kept the little guy away from these things.

Now, however, Wu Tu knows that her life will no longer be taken over by someone else, and everyone knows of Wu Tu's existence.

Now, all the glory is bestowed upon Wutu.

At the height of the little guy's popularity, Winston gave him a big gift.

Wutu's own studio has also been established.

The company that established the studio is still Winston's company.

Looking at the extremely ornate and expensive family crest below the little guy's studio, everyone remembered whose name this crest represented.

They finally matched the story of the genius rich kid that Jieyu had pieced together with the real one.

"So it's true!! I thought it sounded so fake when they praised someone's name before, but now that I hear it's about Wu Tu's life, it makes sense."

"Pretty babies have special privileges; they deserve to be pampered by the world!"

"Waaaaah, this little one's life is just like the life in a novel. Good family background, good connections, a genius herself, and so beautiful... Waaaaah, why wasn't I the one who gave birth to this baby?"

"I'm speechless at this celebrity. They plagiarized and impersonated others without doing any research, and then they took advantage of Wu Tu. When they turned around, they found out that this was all part of the little guy's life. Now they've completely become clowns."