Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Without wasting any words, Song Mo called Xu Yuan directly and told him about it.

Xu Yuan's eyes lit up after hearing this; he didn't care whether Song Mo was involved in a love triangle.

Even if that's the case, it won't affect Song Mo's position.

After all, what talented man wouldn't be a bit of a playboy?

As long as you stubbornly refuse to admit it, it's not a big problem.

Furthermore, they are considering Song Mo's subsequent promotional strategy. After all, Song Mo is a newcomer, and Yanjing Ocean Butterflies is also a relatively new company, so they are worried about how to increase Song Mo's popularity.

Asking A-Du to support him is one option, but that's standard practice. Now that the scandal has broken out, it's a godsend.

"Xiao Song, listen to me on this." Xu Yuan's speech quickened. "Don't rush to clarify. Let me prepare first, and we'll respond once the buzz picks up."

Song Mo understood Xu Yuan's plan, of course. After thinking about it, he did not agree directly. He wanted to ask the other two parties involved for their opinions.

Therefore, I said I would call him back later.

Gao Yuanyuan, who had been listening intently, immediately said as soon as Song Mo hung up the phone, "I'll listen to you. It's okay to respond later, as long as you explain things clearly then."

She figured that since she was already on set, her parents couldn't possibly come looking for her there.

As for the rumors with Song Mo, she was actually quite happy about it.

Hearing her say this, Song Mo felt much more at ease.

He certainly knew that such things weren't necessarily bad.

Crisis, crisis—where there is danger, there is opportunity.

These days, the hype surrounding mainland celebrities basically revolves around three tricks: creating conflict, using vulgar gimmicks, and making exaggerated promises. For example, producer Deng Jianguo went to great lengths to promote his new drama. In the past two months, the biggest news in the mainland entertainment industry was Liu Xiaoqing's imprisonment. Deng Jianguo then announced that he would help her pay off her 50 yuan debt, which eventually turned into the absurd news of him "keeping" Liu Xiaoqing for 50 yuan, and successfully used this opportunity to rise to fame.

In comparison, Taiwan and Hong Kong are much more mature, with their content mainly revolving around fashion, romance, and gossip. Triangular love affairs are a particularly effective tactic there. For example, after the immense popularity of "Meteor Garden," the love triangle between Jerry Yan, Vic Chou, and Barbie Hsu became a recurring topic in Taiwan, frequently used for hype.

So, as for Song Mo, although the love triangle rumor came out of nowhere, it could be used as an opportunity to create some hype.

This is similar to the hype surrounding couples in later generations.

Therefore, after receiving Gao Yuanyuan's affirmative reply, Song Mo immediately called Fan Binbin.

Fan Binbin was sitting on the sofa at home, with her father sitting opposite her, looking rather grim. A laptop was spread out on the coffee table, its screen displaying the Tianya forum.

"What's going on?" Her father pointed at the posts on the screen, his voice low but clearly filled with suppressed anger. "When did you get a boyfriend? How come I didn't know?"

"Dad, I already told you, he's just a friend." Fan Binbin crossed his legs, his tone tinged with helplessness. "He just saw me being surrounded and helped me out. Gao Yuanyuan was there too. These are all just things netizens wrote."

"Gao Yuanyuan is here too?" Fan Tao was taken aback.

"This person's name is Song Mo. He's a friend of Gao Yuanyuan. I met him through Gao Yuanyuan's introduction." Fan Binbin held up her phone. "If you don't believe me, just call her and ask."

Her father was silent for a few seconds, then waved his hand: "Alright, alright, I believe you. But can you at least tell me before you go out in the future? Look at the mess you've made, what kind of behavior is this?"

Fan Binbin pursed her lips and didn't reply. She knew her father meant well, but sometimes this feeling of being controlled was really annoying.

Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen, gestured to her dad, and answered it.

"Song Mo? What's wrong?"

Song Mo directly brought up the matter of unifying the narrative, and she immediately agreed.

Then Song Mo said, "Sister Binbin, my company said we shouldn't rush to clarify. What do you think?"

Fan Binbin glanced at her father and lowered her voice, "My dad's getting angry with me right now."

Song Mo chuckled on the other end of the phone: "So what did you say?"

Fan Binbin paused, then lowered his voice a little, "I'm fine with anything, but I've seen the online discussions, and it's getting quite popular."

She sounded a little guilty about what she said; she had been surfing the internet intensely all day, watching her online popularity rise and fall.

In the past, whatever movies or TV shows she starred in would at most get a tiny bit of coverage in a tabloid.

Now, the entire Tianya forum is discussing her, and even the dramas she filmed this year are being dug up and re-evaluated.

To be honest, it feels pretty good.

This was also the first time she had tasted the sweetness of hype.

Song Mo understood the meaning behind her words and said with a smile, "Then let's wait and see how things develop. It will be more effective to clarify things later."

Although it was the first time Fan Binbin had heard this statement, he immediately understood its meaning and replied, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After she hung up the phone, her father was still sitting across from her, staring at her.

"Who?"

"It's that mysterious boyfriend they're talking about online." Fan Binbin tossed her phone onto the sofa, her tone becoming relaxed. "His company said they're not in a hurry to clarify this; let the hype linger for a while."

Her father frowned: "Not clarifying? What about all that nonsense online..."

"Dad," Fan Binbin interrupted him, moving closer to sit beside him, her tone slightly coquettish, "You don't understand, these days, being in the spotlight is a good thing. Look how much discussion I get; that's something money couldn't buy before."

Her father glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Although he is his daughter's agent, to be honest, he doesn't know much about her.

When his daughter wanted to act, he couldn't stop her, so he could only help manage contracts and run errands.

He understands even less about things on the internet now.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"I'm sure." Fan Binbin nodded, unusually certain. "Just trust me this once."

He sighed, stood up, and as he walked to the door, he glanced back at Fan Binbin: "Then be careful, don't cause any trouble."

"Okay, okay." Fan Binbin waved to him.

The door closed, and she sat alone on the sofa, hugging a cushion, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips.

She didn't understand the word "popularity" before, but she does now.

Yanjing, editorial department of "Bigstar" magazine.

Han Bingjiang sat in front of the computer, his eyes fixed on the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

The monitor in front of him displayed the Tianya Entertainment Gossip section page.

Of course, few people call him by his real name now, because he has a pen name at this time: Zhuo Wei.

He entered the industry in 2000. Last year, he became famous overnight for taking exclusive photos of Zhang Ziyi's intimate interaction at Jackie Chan's birthday party, setting a newspaper sales record.

This year, he left Tianjin and came to Beijing to "drift" and joined the magazine "Bigstar".

Here he met photographer Feng Ke.

One of them was responsible for writing, and the other for taking photos. They officially formed the first paparazzi duo in the mainland entertainment industry, which was the prototype of the later Fengxing Studio.

The love triangle involving Gao Yuanyuan, Fan Binbin, and the mysterious man has been making headlines on Tianya.

Zhuo Wei felt that he was a complete failure as a professional paparazzi.

How could I be absent from something like this?

Now that he has become famous overnight last year, he has made up his mind to become the king of paparazzi in mainland China.

"What a pity, these photos weren't taken by us." Feng Ke stood behind him, looking at the blurry photos on the screen, and sighed, "If I had taken them, they definitely wouldn't be so blurry."

Zhuo Wei didn't reply; he continued searching through the posts one by one.

Many people have leaked information, but most of it is hearsay, and the accompanying pictures are blurry.

He needs something more valuable.