Entertainment: You're asked to make a healing animation, but it will make the whole internet de

"Boss! It's blown up! Everything's blown up!"

Mr. Zhang, the head of the public relations department, rushed into the office, stumbling and crawling.

He shoved the tablet in front of Su Bai, his fingers trembling.

"Just now, another influential blogger posted a long article, completely tearing us apart! It was shared over 100,000 times in ten minutes!"

"And these marketing accounts all have the exact same copywriting!"

"They say you've run out of ideas, that our company is just a money-grabbing operation, and that your betting scheme was something only someone with ten pounds of gutter oil in their brain could come up with!"

Old Zhang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his tie was askew.

"The whole internet is mocking us! Should we quickly issue a statement to explain? Or hire some online trolls to counter it?"

The atmosphere in the office was heavy.

Shen Qingyue and several members of the art team also came over, their faces turning pale as they looked at the offensive comments.

[Ha, a genius? I think he's a madman!]

[Su Bai is the kind of person who gets arrogant. He became famous after making three animated films and then he doesn't know who he is anymore.]

[I'm just waiting for Healing Animation Company to go bankrupt. I really want to see Su Bai serving tea and water to Boss Wang, hahaha!]

Every single comment was incredibly aggressive.

however.

Meanwhile, Su Bai was leisurely sipping a mouthful of the Longjing tea that Shen Qingyue had just brewed.

"Tsk, this tea is a bit hot."

He put down his teacup and even had the leisure to pick up his tablet and browse the comments section with great interest.

"Wow, this big V's writing is pretty good. He's really going all out in his insults. Wang Zhongjun has really gone all out this time."

Old Zhang's face lit up when he saw Su Bai's expression of pure delight.

"My boss! This is a disaster! How can you still be in the mood to watch a show?! If this dirty water gets set, our movie will be doomed before it even hits the screens!"

"cold?"

Su Bai chuckled, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

His tone became somewhat playful.

"Old Zhang, you're a seasoned veteran of the internet age, don't you know that in this era of internet traffic, being infamous is still being famous?"

"Netizens these days are so bored. They don't care about the truth, they only care about whether there's excitement to watch."

"Wang Zhongjun is helping us!"

Su Bai opened his arms as if embracing the vicious insults.

"He's brought the entire nation's attention to us. How much would it cost to buy a top-tier spot in the rankings with that kind of massive online buzz?"

"But this is all bad reputation!"

Shen Qingyue couldn't help but interject, her voice filled with grievance.

"They haven't even seen the work, what gives them the right to criticize it like that?"

"Then let them see."

Su Bai snapped his fingers, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"Now that we've built up the atmosphere to this point, wouldn't it be a waste of the attention Mr. Wang has given us if we didn't serve up something substantial for our audience?"

After saying that, Su Bai sat back down at his computer and logged into the company's official Weibo account.

That account with tens of millions of followers, but which has been pretending to be dead for more than a month.

His finger hovered over the Enter key as he turned to look at Shen Qingyue and pointed to the concept poster that had just been finalized on the screen.

"Shenyang University's campus belle, are you ready to be worshipped?"

Shen Qingyue's heart clenched suddenly.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of keyboard typing was particularly jarring in the quiet office.

Almost at the same time.

The trolls who were having a blast online, and the onlookers who were frantically refreshing the search terms, all felt their phones vibrate at the same time.

When they saw the message clearly, they were all stunned.

The incredibly popular and heartwarming animation has actually updated its Weibo account.

Is he that brave?

This is the world of the hidden spirits.

The message consisted of just eight characters, accompanied by a picture.

The netizens who were frantically typing on their keyboards subconsciously clicked on the large image.

next second.

A perfectly synchronized still image appeared in front of countless screens where people were typing.

What a picture that is!

The composition employs an extreme wide-angle downward perspective.

In the center of the picture is a towering pavilion, as majestic as a mountain.

The vermilion walls seemed to drip blood in the night, and countless red lanterns emitted an eerie glow.

Amidst the swirling steam, one could almost hear the boisterous voices and greedy chewing sounds emanating from within.

That overwhelming sense of oppression is unforgettable!

And at the foot of that enormous, suffocating building.

A little girl's back is standing there.

Standing before this bizarre and fantastical attic.

She was as small as an ant, as if she would be swallowed up at any moment.

The once noisy and bustling comment section experienced a complete one-minute pause!

All the mockery and insults were shattered at this moment by the terrifying amount of information contained in this picture!

One minute later.

The comments section exploded.

This isn't just another bandwagon attack; it's genuine amazement!

"Holy crap?! This is an animated film?!"

"My goodness! This picture gave me goosebumps!"

"Who just said that old scoundrel Su has run out of ideas? Come out and take your punishment! This one picture alone takes at least ten years of experience for a graphic designer to create!"

"Who is that little girl? She looks so pitiful from behind, that sense of helplessness in this vast world is just unbelievable!"

"These eight words paired with this picture actually gave me a fright? Is that old scoundrel Su making a horror movie?"

The wind direction reversed instantly!

This is the unparalleled beauty brought about by top-notch art!

In this world with its childish art style, Su Bai directly unleashed a bombshell poster, which was simply a dimensional reduction attack!

in the office.

Old Zhang was dumbfounded as he stared at the data jumping wildly in the backend.

"Boss! We've got over 100,000 reposts! All of them are praising how awesome our art style is! That trending topic that was criticizing us has been completely pushed down!"

"Stay calm."

Su Bai stretched.

"The posters are just an appetizer."

Su Bai stared intently at the arrogant photo of Wang Zhongjun on the screen, his eyes deep and unfathomable, and murmured softly.

"Mr. Wang, are you really going to spend tens of millions on fireworks, just for a loud bang and then it's gone?"

"Don't rush, the real feast is yet to come."

at the same time.

The top-floor office of Galaxy Pictures.

An expensive cigar was smashed to the ground, sparks flying everywhere.

Wang Zhongjun stared intently at the poster on his phone screen, his face so dark it seemed to drip water.

He originally thought Su Bai would either get furious and post a rant, or pretend to be dead and not respond.

But he never expected it.

Su Bai only used one picture.

Let this flood of dirty water become the best promotional material for his work!

"This poster..."

As a director by profession, Wang Zhongjun naturally has a keen eye for talent.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was immediately struck by the artistic tension in the poster at first glance.

This is incomparable to those poorly made animations!

"Su Bai!"

Wang Zhongjun gritted his teeth and squeezed out those two words.

"I refuse to believe that you can draw one picture well, let alone tens of thousands of pictures?!"

"Is this your trump card?"

However, what he didn't know was...

Su Bai had already opened another folder on the computer.

[PV Trailer: The Fear of Being Stripped of One's Name]

Click Upload.

Su Bai stared at the progress bar, his smile growing increasingly cruel.

"Don't rush, praise the art style now, or you'll come crying and saying you had childhood trauma later."

"After all, I'm a professional at giving people nightmares."