The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

at the same time.

Shen Yizhen and her agent Wang Nan are heading to the recording studio in a van.

"Sister Nan, I'm going to record 'The You of Yesterday' today!"

Shen Yizhen slumped in the back leather seat, twirling a limited-edition lighter between her fingers, feeling so happy she was about to float away.

To be honest, when he first learned yesterday that Ji Bai had the endorsement of Renren Daily, he did panic for a moment.

Unexpectedly, in just one night, this idiot was completely destroyed by his fans!

Even his private life, including the early death of his parents, was dug up and he was criticized. The entire internet was filled with voices mocking him for "asking for money" and "being desperate for fame."

Shen Yizhen chuckled, his initial apprehension completely gone.

What are the claims of child prodigies and official praise? They are utterly insignificant in the face of the sheer volume of online traffic in the entertainment industry.

With tens of millions of fans flooding in, even the toughest bone will soften.

Wang Nan sat next to him, scrolling through real-time public opinion, her face beaming with pride: "Don't worry, Yizhen, the PR team has kept things under control. Right now, everyone's criticizing him for trying to extort money."

"Once we finish recording and release 'The You of the Past' today, its popularity will double, and his little voice won't even make a ripple."

At that moment, the assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat scrolling through his phone, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Brother Zhen, Sister Nan, Ji Baifa has posted on Weibo!"

"This idiot's acting like a child throwing a tantrum, it's hilarious!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

puff--!

A loud and long fart exploded in the closed van, instantly filling the entire compartment.

The air froze instantly.

Shen Yizhen's smile froze on her face, and Wang Nan's facial muscles twitched.

The worst part is that this high-end MPV has no sunroof and the windows can't be opened.

There's a traffic jam outside. If a passerby takes a picture of Shen Yizhen sitting in the car, it's not a big deal, but as a celebrity, she still has to maintain a certain image.

"Old Chen, turn the ventilation up to the maximum!" Wang Nan frowned and pinched his nose with his fingers.

Shen Yizhen silently lit a cigarette, trying to cover up the suffocating stench with the smell of smoke.

"Try to eat fewer chive dumplings in the future, or better yet, avoid them altogether!"

"Yes, yes!"

The assistant's face flushed red to the roots of her ears, and she froze in the passenger seat, digging her toes into the soles of her shoes until they were almost worn out.

This is weird! I couldn't help but laugh just now, why did it have to be released at this moment?

In general, loud farts don't smell bad, and smelly farts don't sound loud.

But that fart she just made was so smelly and loud, it was practically a major social disaster!

It even smells like chive dumplings!

To have someone like that, spouting such nonsense in front of your boss, is truly the worst kind of bad luck!

"What did Ji Bai say?"

Wang Nan broke the suffocating awkwardness.

The assistant quickly handed the phone to the boss: "Sister Nan, take a look."

Wang Nan covered her nose, took the phone from her assistant, and squinted as she glanced at Ji Bai's new Weibo post.

Shen Yizhen, I bet you'll have your career ruined!

With a soft "pfft".

Wang Nan smiled.

When she saw Ji Bai's Weibo post, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she found it funny.

"They're still kids who haven't left school yet, so immature. When they can't win an argument, they start swearing and making oaths, like they're arguing with elementary school students."

I thought he could produce some solid evidence, like releasing a recording or sending a lawyer's letter, but all he said was this?

So all that tough talk yesterday was just an act; in the end, all they'll do is play house.

Shen Yizhen leaned closer, glanced at it, lit a cigarette, and blew a smoke ring: "I thought he was someone important, but is this all he's got?"

"If curses were effective, what would be the point of the police? There are plenty of people in the entertainment industry who want me to fall from grace, who does he think he is?"

Wang Nan laughed along, then added viciously, "Exactly! Doesn't he know his own limitations? A curse, huh? Then I bet he'll never have a child and will be a lonely bachelor for life!"

"Too light,"

Shen Yizhen flicked his cigarette ash: "If you ask me, we should curse his lab to explode every day, to fail at everything he does, and to not even get his diploma in the end. Let's see if he'll still be so arrogant then."

Before he could finish speaking, driver Lao Chen suddenly seemed to lose focus and slammed his foot on the gas pedal!

boom!

A huge crash rang out as the van rammed squarely into the rear of a private car that was waiting at a red light.

Neither of them was wearing seatbelts, and they were thrown forward by inertia.

Shen Yizhen, with a lit cigarette still between her fingers, slammed her head against the back of the front seat, shoving the burning cigarette butt directly into Wang Nan's cheek.

"Ouch—it's so hot!"

"My face! My face!"

Wang Nan let out a scream, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Holy crap! Old Chen, how the hell are you driving?!"

Shen Yizhen's front teeth hit the seat, and she hissed and gasped in pain, her speech slurred.

Before they could even catch their breath, there was another loud bang behind them!

The car behind couldn't brake in time and rear-ended their van, then crashed into it again.

Shen Yizhen had just sat up straight when she was thrown forward by inertia, her forehead hitting the center console hard, instantly forming a large bruise.

The phone in his hand flew out and hit Wang Nan squarely on the forehead, leaving another round red mark.

The carriage instantly descended into chaos. Wang Nan covered her face, both in pain and anger, screaming incessantly.

Shen Yizhen clutched her forehead; her teeth and head ached. The cigarette butt that had fallen onto the leather seat had burned a small hole, emitting a faint wisp of smoke.

The assistant was completely disoriented from the impact, and seeing the two disheveled people, her heart sank.

I just finished yelling at someone and then I was involved in a chain-reaction car accident...

This is... way too weird!

……

the other side.

As soon as Ji Bai posted that Weibo, Shen Yizhen's fans rushed over from the square, and the comment section was instantly flooded.

"Damn it! You dare curse my brother to have his house collapse? I bet your babies will be born without an anus! Your whole family will be born without an anus!"

"What makes you think you can curse my brother? I bet you won't graduate from university in four years, your experiments will explode every day, and you'll never produce a single result in your life!"

"You jinx, you still have the nerve to show your face? I bet you'll be all alone for the rest of your life, with everyone around you staying far away!"

"Rebound! All curses rebound! Rebound back onto yourself, doubled!"

"I bet you'll sprain your ankle every time you go out, choke on water every time you drink it, never have the seasoning packet in your instant noodles, and have bad luck every day, even drinking cold water will cause you to choke!"

"Seriously? Someone actually uses oaths as weapons? Are you a primary school student? I bet your account will be banned tomorrow, and the whole internet will be shut down!"

"A genius with that kind of character? I bet your mathematical conjecture is plagiarized, and it'll be exposed sooner or later, ruining your reputation!"

"You're betting on a building collapse? I bet even if you went into the sea, nobody would watch; your videos wouldn't even get a few views!"

"I bet you're in for some bad luck today—you'll lose your wallet, your phone, or drop it in the toilet!"

"I bet you'll be cursed and hated by everyone wherever you go from now on!"

……

The words were so harsh and vicious that even passersby couldn't stand it and offered their advice in the comments section.

"As a casual observer, I have to say, aren't the fans going too far? Someone just posted one sentence, is it really necessary to hurl such nasty insults?"

"My god, is this the fighting power of the fandom? They spew such vicious words right off the bat, what kind of people must they be in real life?"

"Young man, take my advice and turn off the comments. You can't reason with these fans. The more you argue, the angrier you get. It's not worth it."

Ji Bai gave a cold laugh.

Why turn off comments?

I'm waiting for the system, what are you waiting for?