Brother, isn't it good that you like me?

If there's no way to stop Jiang Ziyi from participating in that variety show, then what about stopping Lin Jianshen?

Chi Yuxiang.

As long as Lin Jianshen doesn't participate in that variety show, Jiang Ziyi won't be able to meet him, let alone fall in love with him at first sight. The rest of the story will naturally end there.

Jiang Ziyi might have been able to avoid that outcome.

"No way!" Sister Zhang plopped down next to Chi Yu, grabbed the documents, and was about to start arguing with him about all the flaws of this variety show.

She turned her head and saw that the person next to her had raised his head at some point and was quietly looking at her.

His face was expressionless, with only a pair of dark, clear eyes blinking gently.

Looking into those eyes, Sister Zhang's mind went on a sudden alarm: "You've been using that trick for years, this time I won't let you—"

"elder sister……"

"sign!"

The pen tip glided across the paper, and the elegant handwriting finally landed at the end of the contract.

Sister Zhang sat to the side, pounding her chest and stamping her feet in frustration. "Damn it! How come I still can't resist this move after all these years?!"

"The Lin Jianshen team from that lifestyle variety show is also in contact," Chi Yu explained. "Haven't they been doing this for so many years? Whichever show I participate in, they participate in, and the result is always the same."

"In that case, why not choose TAT? At least they have more money."

Sister Zhang sighed deeply. This was the truth. The production team probably knew how unethical their variety show was, which is why they paid such a high appearance fee.

Three million in one phase—it's hard not to be tempted.

But... "What's TAT?" Sister Zhang asked, "The crying emoticon?"

Chi Yu said calmly, "The program name is an abbreviation."

Sister Zhang: "..."

Have you already come up with a nickname for the show so quickly?!

The contract was finally signed.

Chi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little puzzled as to why the system hadn't intervened.

If its actions don't align with its self-rescue plan, could it really be offline?

The moment the thought popped into my head, the system reappeared:

"I'm not stopping it because signing this would also satisfy my clever and flawless self-rescue plan!"

The child's voice was full of pride.

"This show is all about the guests going head-to-head. If you lend a helping hand to the main character when everyone else is at odds, your popularity will definitely increase faster!"

He's incredibly clever!

Only a host as tasteless as him would think he's not smart.

Chi Yu lowered his eyes and said "Oh".

But what I was really thinking was: No way.

A system that can hear the host's thoughts: [???]

Rebellious host!!!

……

the other side.

The phone, its screen already black, was carelessly tossed aside.

Jiang Zi buried his face in his knees, his shoulders shaking violently.

Don't be sad.

His agent kindly handed him a tissue, which he grabbed, saying, "I'm not sad..."

So what if they don't acknowledge their brotherhood in the entertainment industry? So what if they haven't gone home with him for his birthday all these years? So what if they don't even want to go on variety shows with him?

It's nothing much, is it really worth him crying over? Waaaaaah...

He's not sad at all, sob sob...

Not at all...

The boy grabbed a tissue and started wiping his face haphazardly.

As a result, her face was covered in tissue scraps, and with her red eyes, she looked even more disheveled and pitiful.

The agent suppressed a laugh and handed him another piece of paper.

Jiang Zi took the document, glanced at his agent, and said, "The weather has gotten colder recently," he emphasized in a muffled voice with a heavy nasal tone, "I've caught a cold."

She didn't cry because of Chi Yu's phone call.

"Yes, yes, yes," the agent readily agreed with him. This young master usually explodes at the slightest provocation, and if he wasn't appeased, he would definitely fly into a rage.

He pushed the contract for "The Longed-for Mountain Village" forward a bit, "So, are we still going to sign this?"

I had a good cry and almost forgot about the important matter.

Jiang Ziyi pursed her lips and raised her hand to rub her slightly itchy eyes.

Although he spoke confidently on the phone, he hesitated when it came to making the final choice.

"My brother has rarely interfered in my affairs these past few years," he said. "He didn't come to my debut night, and he's never come to my anniversary concerts..."

So, there might actually be a reason for that sudden call. Thinking of the abrupt pause during the call, Jiang Ziyi lowered his head. "Maybe we should try another one."

He added, "Didn't they say Lu Yufeng was also in contact? What's a CEO doing getting into the entertainment industry? I don't want to be on a variety show with that shill."

The agent's eyes lit up. "If we don't participate in this, the only other show in the same time slot is 'The One They Hate Most.' Should we sign that one?"

"Hmm, this will do." Jiang Ziyi's mind was a mess, and he waved his hand casually.

The agent immediately brought over the contract, afraid that the little rascal would change his mind if it was delayed.

After all, this variety show sounds much more exciting than those lifestyle variety shows. Jiang Ziyi went to a show with huge viewership, and... although there's no news yet, he guessed that Jiang Ziyi's "rival" would most likely have invited that incompatible teammate from his group.

This group has been at odds since their debut. Previously, the company had to go to great lengths to edit and create a sense of team spirit. Now that the limited-time group is about to disband, they finally have no need to put on an act and can let loose to shamelessly gain attention!

I originally thought it would be difficult to persuade Jiang Ziyi, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

When the pen tip landed on the signature column, Jiang Ziyi suddenly paused for some reason. The black pen tip lingered for two seconds, leaving a tiny ink dot on the paper.

"What's wrong?" the manager asked hurriedly, afraid that he might suddenly change his mind.

"……fine."

Jiang Zi shook his head, ignoring the sudden strange feeling in his heart, and quickly signed his name.

The agent was all smiles, but then suddenly remembered something, took out his phone, and sent a message to the production team.

The reply came quickly, with a hint of surprise in their tone: "? How come the contracts were signed so quickly this time? I thought you would consider it for ten days or half a month."

All?

Haven't I sent a message to that teammate yet?

The agent hesitated for a moment, then continued typing: "Teacher, who is our assigned guest?"

The reply came quickly as usual: Don't worry, it's definitely not the one you're thinking of.

broker:?

Which one is the other?

The agent scratched his head, unable to recall who else this little darling had ever been scolded by besides his teammates' fans.

Oh well, he thought, the contract's already signed, so he'll know when it's officially announced.

……

Three days later, the official Weibo account of "TA's Most Hated TA" updated.

The type of person they hate the most:

Admit it! You've been waiting to see this show!

Want to see them shake hands on stage—is it a fake smile or an eye-roll? Want to see them team up for games—are they sabotaging each other or swallowing their pride? We'll bring all those "suspected discord" rumors trending on social media and the "profound implications" in interviews to the forefront this time!

The production team bravely ventured into a minefield, inviting three pairs of celebrity guests who were rumored to be sworn enemies, embarking on an eight-episode, two-month-long filming journey.

The entire program is unscripted, unrigged, and recorded without any blind spots, allowing the entire internet to share the gossip.

Will they shake hands and make peace, or will they completely break off relations? We'll have to wait and see!

Welcome everyone to—

The person they hate the most