Chapter 391: Strict Family Discipline

Fang Hong fell silent, not knowing what to say. He had only said it offhandedly as a cover, never expecting Jing Tian to imagine so much.

She could even draw inferences from a single instance—so clever and kind.

The current Jing Tian hadn't gone through many of the things that came later, so she was still very pure, well protected.

She didn't fight or compete with anyone, created her own resources, invested her own money, and in the entertainment circle she hadn't gotten in anyone's way.

Seeing Fang Hong not speaking, and seeing Liu Tianxian return to the stage after the auction, Jing Tian went back to her own seat, though of course the matter was still on her mind.

After Liu Tianxian finished her stint as auction guest, one of her auction items was bought by Xinhe Shares for 4 million.

It's a company that makes women's clothing.

At this point, only the last auction item remained—a painting bought by the President of Ali International Station.

The last item was the naming rights for a public welfare performance, jointly funded by Ali and Gome for 5 million in sponsorship. With this, the charity auction came to an end.

Afterwards the cameras were turned off, and everyone happily ate, drank, played, and had a great time.

Of course, if anyone wanted to take photos or group pictures, they could call over a photographer—these were static shots, not dynamic ones.

Sitting on laps, kissing, bending over to show cleavage—these were already perfectly normal at such occasions. Some people even had the perverse habit of asking others to photograph them, utterly unafraid of damaging their personal reputation.

Of course some couldn't wait any longer—women dragging men, men dragging women off to take off their pants and get it on.

Fang Hong and Liu Tianxian paid no attention to others, eating their own food, drinking their own wine, chatting about their own things.

Some people also frequently came over to chat with them and toast them.

"Tianxian, you must have misheard—no one called me." Yi Nengjing held a glass of red wine, her half-exposed supple bosom faintly visible beneath the V-neck.

"Then it seems I really did mishear." Liu Tianxian clinked glasses with her and drank first as a sign of apology.

Seeing her so straightforward, Yi Nengjing also laughed and said: "It's nothing, it's so noisy here, mishearing is perfectly normal."

She added: "Hey, what's your WeChat? Let me add you!"

"Sure." Liu Tianxian took out her phone, they scanned each other, and the two became friends.

She wouldn't add the Principal—probably he wouldn't think much of her.

WeChat had now achieved mass adoption, with 400 million active users—absolutely terrifying.

After chatting with Yi Nengjing for a while, Liu Tianxian, holding a transparent stemmed glass, took a sip of wine and asked: "What were you and Jing Tian talking about just now?"

"It's because of that thing—she said I have psychological issues and wants to find me a doctor. I didn't know what to say." Fang Hong shook his head and took a sip of wine to relieve his mood.

"The one who saw you in the bathroom was her?" Liu Tianxian guessed.

Fang Hong nodded, indicating yes.

"It's fine, I'll find a chance to explain it for you." Liu Tianxian said it very casually, as if it were no difficult matter.

"Don't you dare, I told you and you still don't know—the more you explain the messier it gets. Just leave it, wait for her to forget on her own." Fang Hong said.

Liu Tianxian smiled without speaking and placed her hand on his leg.

"What are you two chatting about?" Zhang Jingying came over, pulled a chair nearby, and joined them in conversation.

The people beside them had already gone to other tables—everyone here was going from table to table, networking, and incidentally "socializing."

"Liangying, I was just saying I should go find you." Liu Tianxian grabbed her hand, very warmly.

"I just sang a song earlier and went backstage to remove my makeup." Zhang Jingying had performed a song on stage earlier.

She looked at Fang Hong and teased: "Why isn't the Principal saying anything? Now that he's a big boss, he doesn't bother with us little people anymore?"

"You make it sound like I'm very unfeeling—I was just watching you all chat and didn't want to interrupt." Fang Hong said.

"Oh, so formal!" Zhang Jingying laughed.

"Have to be polite." Fang Hong said offhandedly.

"Looks like our Yifei's family discipline is still very strict!" Zhang Jingying teased.

"Of course—if he doesn't behave, I'll kick him out and be with you." Liu Tianxian laughed heartily.

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The two women chatted and giggled continuously, while Fang Hong mostly stayed silent, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two.

He generally didn't know what to say about women's topics.

This Charity Bazaar Gala ended in such an atmosphere. Fang Hong didn't even know how much money he had donated—Liu Tianxian had donated it for him.

Probably only a few hundred thousand, not too much—people here only donated a few hundred thousand.

And this time the total donations raised were 62,221,925 yuan, used for "Siyuan Ambulance" and "Zhuchao Action."

The former was to donate ambulances to impoverished areas and improve local medical conditions; the latter was to build small schoolhouses in remote mountainous regions and improve educational conditions.

Whether it truly improved things or not was unknown—ordinary people had no idea where the money went.

However, the Fang Long Foundation, the Yanran Angel Foundation, and some Huayi foundation were all absent—which was quite good.

The charity funds set up by these star artists were all exploding one after another—no need to elaborate.

And as the total donation amount was announced, that evening's red carpet and gala photos and videos were also posted online.

They could be seen on Weibo, Bilibili, Toutiao, and so on.

For a time, all kinds of news publicity drafts emerged one after another, all for the sake of grabbing attention.

"Shu Qi and the two Bings compete in see-through gowns!"

"Goddess Tong Liya makes an appearance, becoming a gentle and beautiful sight of the evening!"

"Postpartum first appearance: Yao Chen in a black off-shoulder bustier short dress, slender legs and figure recovered at amazing speed, stunning reporters and fans on site!"

"Elegant goddess Gao Yuanyuan appears at the event in a black floor-length gown!"

"The ageless legend Liu Xiaoqing walks the red carpet in a black handmade gown—a deep-V velvet dress with ample cleavage on display, accentuating her perfect curves to perfection, still as sexy as ever."

"Da Mimi in a V-neck black gauze waist-baring short dress, showcasing a coldly glamorous and noble look!" "Chen Yanxi in a tank top and hot pants plays 'seduction,' still a fashion outcast!"

"Liu Jialing domineeringly dresses as a maid to look young—veteran actress has amazing tricks to defy age!"

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Online, celebrity publicity draft lines flew everywhere; whether they had participated in Charity Bazaar or not, everyone rushed to ride the trend and grab attention.

It was simple: you post, I post; you buy, I buy—no one lets anyone else monopolize the spotlight.

The entertainment circle works this way: everyone competes to outshine each other while dragging each other down, fighting for trending heat—nowadays, heat is king.

Liu Tianxian didn't play these games much, but the heat from Now You See Me still lingered, her reputation remained strong, and she never experienced the massive fan defection of her past life.

It wasn't that she didn't make money—she just made less; compared to others who earned millions at a time, she made only hundreds of thousands a year.

Sina Weibo wasn't interested in her now, because she had previously sided with Sohu.

Even so, in this demonic entertainment sector, she still held a place—she had many fans.

"Sister Tianxian, I love you!"

"She looks good in any color—beautiful face, great aura."

"Look, she's attending another event with the Principal again, holding hands—are they dating? Anyone know if they're serious? Speak up."

"Almost certainly. Haven't you noticed? Whenever the Principal appears in public, Liu Tianxian is always by his side."

"That's right. The Principal doesn't show up often, but Liu Tianxian is always there—definitely see each other often, they're definitely dating."

"They're already living together."

"They're married!"

"They have kids already."

"That's right—it's me, their child. You've all found out."

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Online discussions about Liu Tianxian and the Principal's romance were lively, but some people always disrupted things by claiming Liu Tianxian as their "wife."

When someone said she had a child, others replied: "You've all found out already."

This happened everywhere—in groups, on Zhihu, in comment sections.

Yet the heat never faded; everyone clearly knew they were dating, but neither admitted nor denied it—they just pretended not to see.

Let the netizens and fans guess—guess however you want.

The topic even made it onto trending lists, but the second half of the year was always the busiest season in entertainment; besides all the publicity draft lines, major scandals kept coming.

Other things also seized traffic and trending spots—for example, the Hero Glory Finals were approaching.

China's Royal team entered the Grand Finals to face South Korea's SKT, with the showdown set for the 15th.

Dad Where Are We Going's first episode premiered on the 11th at 10 PM; amid the flood of Variety shows in the domestic entertainment industry, it quickly secured a place, achieving a 1.423% viewership rating—the highest in its time slot.

The viewership rating didn't look impressive, but after airing, it sparked massive online buzz.

"Dad takes care of kids!"

These four words became trending search terms on Sina Weibo, forums, and Moments, centered around the four adorable kids, becoming the dominant topic of the moment.

But this was only the first episode—the second one won't air until next week!

Affected by the heat, viewers who missed the first episode rushed to Chang'e Video to watch.

The show generated high online discussion, but many viewers hadn't seen the first episode when it aired.

So these viewers turned to Chang'e Video, which aired simultaneously with Hunan Satellite TV, one episode per week, but as an online stream, allowing missed viewers to watch anytime.

After all, online access was convenient—not everyone could sit in front of their TV until 10 PM.

This brought massive traffic to Chang'e Video, mostly young women with spending power.

Advertisers and brands flocked to Chang'e Video, seeking to place ads through Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming also moved forward, charging by traffic volume rather than traditional sponsorship or naming models.

But this required calculation—it was still just an idea, not yet feasible, so first, grab this wave of wealth.

Bandwidth, operations, cloud servers—all cost money; monthly expenses exceeded a hundred million, and the more viewers, the higher the costs.

Also, content shares must go to Yutu at 70%—this was an exclusive split ratio; non-exclusive would be 50%.

Chang'e Technology had no membership system, so revenue couldn't cover expenses; its own server scale was too small and still under construction, forcing it to rent servers.

Because videos on the servers had to be transmitted to viewers' devices, the cost of data transmission channels was extremely high.

Unless videos were compressed—without affecting viewing clarity.

For example, compressing a 1GB video to 800MB or 500MB—this saved bandwidth costs and storage and operational expenses.

But this required technology—without it, impossible.

Dad Where Are We Going's heat continued; major video platforms iQiyi, Tencent Video, and Sohu all approached Hunan Satellite TV, seeking to purchase the online distribution rights.

But they were told the online copyright belonged to partner Yutu, who had licensed it to Chang'e Video—Mango TV had no authority.

Neither the Mango team nor Long Danni of Tianyu had expected the show to become this popular; had they known, they would have claimed a share of the online rights.

They were quite regretful, but the copyright belonged to others; to take control, they'd have to remake it under a new name—they couldn't use the Dad Where Are We Going IP.

In her past life, this season's show was distributed to major online video platforms because Mango TV hadn't launched yet.

Once launched, it became an iconic Variety show!

Those video platforms approached Chen Zhixi of Yutu; Chen Zhixi naturally refused to sell distribution rights, because Yutu hadn't lost money—it had earned its share from Hunan Satellite TV.

And it had also taken a cut of Chang'e Video's advertising revenue!

(End of chapter)