Chapter 70: Jing Tian: Ugh, I want to hammer you to death! (Please collect and recommend)

"There is one more thing," Qi Hui said. "While these can retaliate against the other party, they don't improve your situation at all."

"You have still been exposed for cheating during your marriage; that cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaosu glanced at the entertainment news broadcast on the television and nodded helplessly.

This was an objective fact.

"Therefore, you must improve your own image," Qi Hui said.

"How do I change it?"

"By playing positive roles," Qi Hui said, spreading his hands.

Ling Xiaosu was puzzled: "I have always played the positive male lead!"

He didn't even play scumbags like Hong Shixian.

"Still not positive enough," Qi Hui said, taking out a document: "This is what counts as truly positive."

"I am a special forces soldier... oh, you mean playing a soldier?" Ling Xiaosu suddenly realized; our military indeed has an indisputably positive image.

"Yes," Qi Hui nodded. "I plan to audition for the male lead in this production. Since you're free anyway, why not come along?"

"There is enough time, and once you finish your three-step plan, it will be just right to avoid the storm."

Ling Xiaosu looked at the upright-sitting Qi Hui and nodded: "Alright, I'll play a supporting role for you once."

"However, I have some concerns," Ling Xiaosu thought for a moment and said: "Is it really appropriate for us to use the military's image like this?"

Using the military to suppress the Flower of Evil is perfectly reasonable, isn't it... Qi Hui thought to himself, but he couldn't say these words out loud. He immediately rolled his eyes and said:

"It is indeed a bit inappropriate. If you feel bad about it, then just buy a few more packs of cigarettes and increase their military funding."

"When there is an opportunity in the future, play more roles of this kind to help them expand their influence."

As he spoke, Qi Hui took out a pack of Liqun cigarettes and handed it over.

"That makes sense..." Ling Xiaosu nodded: "I'll keep that in mind."

He took a cigarette, lit it, and began to smoke leisurely.

Qi Hui discussed some details with Ling Xiaosu, while Zhang Ruoyun stood by to fill in any gaps.

For instance, Tang Yifei.

This was a party that both Qi Hui and Ling Xiaosu had subconsciously ignored, and they only remembered her when Zhang Ruoyun mentioned her.

After finalizing all the details, Qi Hui and Zhang Ruoyun left, and Ling Xiaosu began to set his plan in motion.

Of course, before leaving, Qi Hui took a photo of Ling Xiaosu and posted his haggard appearance on Weibo.

Playing the victim... one can start right now.

Watching Qi Hui and the other leave, Ling Xiaosu dialed a phone number and recounted what had just happened.

"You thought of this yourself?"

"No, Qi Hui helped me think of it," Ling Xiaosu answered truthfully: "Mom, I told you about him."

"I remember now," the voice on the other end said: "That young man who helped you catch the fugitive, right?"

"A very good young man, but didn't you say before that you didn't want to blow things out of proportion?"

"But she has already blown it out of proportion... forget it, let's not talk about that. What do you think?"

"The idea is quite good, you can try it," the voice on the other end said: "I will help you handle the third step of the exposure."

"Great," Ling Xiaosu nodded repeatedly: "However, about that production of ours..."

"I can ask for you, but we can't interfere with projects led by the military," the voice on the phone said: "You can't use backdoors to get into the military."

"I can only say that I will ensure you are treated fairly during the audition."

"Understood," Ling Xiaosu nodded; after all, it was the military, and they had their own casting standards.

Weibo.

Qi Hui's account posted a photo taken from a candid perspective.

In the photo, Ling Xiaosu looked haggard and listless, drinking his sorrows away, while Zhang Ruoyun, sitting next to him, looked high-spirited and smiling.

Soon, the silly netizens... the witty netizens gathered around.

Ling Xiaosu and Yao Chen were previously the model couple of the entertainment industry; their sudden divorce caused an exceptionally high level of buzz.

And this candid photo from Qi Hui revealed a lot.

"Wuwuwu, my heart aches for handsome Ling!"

"The divorce hit him too hard, he's not even himself anymore."

"Xiaoxiao, you must pull yourself together!"

"Pah, scumbag!"

These were the comments from female fans; although he was called a scumbag, the fan loyalty was still there.

"Are you sure it's a divorce and not just public pressure?"

"The internet is truly terrifying; it can actually push someone to this state."

"Why pity him? He's a scumbag!"

"I actually think it's because of the pressure from his ex-wife. In America, the lethality of an ex-wife is not something to be trifled with."

"That's right, the kind where you get divorced once and go bankrupt, becoming a homeless person!"

"An ex-wife is truly a terrifying creature."

"Why blame the woman? Setting aside the facts, aren't you guys at fault too?"

"Screw your mother, what do you mean 'setting aside the facts'?"

"If we don't talk about facts, what are we talking about? Are you sick in the head?"

"Don't mind him, he's just a fanatic."

"..."

Looking at the comments on the screen, Qi Hui rubbed his chin; the situation was better than he had imagined.

At least it wasn't a one-sided call for his head.

Without the role of Hong Shixian, the amount of fire Ling Xiaosu had to endure was much smaller.

Coupled with his deliberate guidance and the internet army gathered by Ling Xiaosu, public opinion was not one-sidedly favoring the Flower of Evil.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two or three days passed.

Lei Da sent a message saying that his wedding date was approaching and to remember to come.

Beep beep beep~

"Senior brother, do you have time? Do you want to come out?" Jing Tian suddenly sent a message.

"Ah~ Junior sister, I thought you were mad at me," Qi Hui rolled his eyes and sent a message filled with feigned resentment.

"I'm not, I'm really not!" Jing Tian replied in a second.

It was all because of those two photos... she had already viewed the original and saved it, but she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Senior brother, let's talk about business," Jing Tian's message arrived.

"What business?"

"The movie I told you about!" Jing Tian said: "A big-budget period piece, with an investment of 150 million, featuring Francis Ng and Kim Hee-sun."

"I want to recommend you for the male lead."

"Ah, this..." Qi Hui looked at the message she sent, and his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

How tempting... if only he didn't know what kind of movie this was.

"Junior sister, I really want to go, but I don't have the schedule for it," Qi Hui sent a message: "I just accepted the male lead for a production a few days ago."

"What?" Jing Tian was shocked: "Open the door, I'm coming down to find you right now."

After saying that, she tossed her phone aside and ran downstairs in her slippers in a flurry.

When Qi Hui opened the door, she was rushing toward him.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" Jing Tian could no longer care about her previous shyness; she stood with her hands on her hips, looking up and glaring at Qi Hui:

"Can't you just turn it down?"

If you don't explain yourself clearly... ugh, I really want to hammer you to death!

"Ahem... it's a production led by the military," Qi Hui coughed twice and said with a guilty conscience:

"I can't turn it down. If I turn it down, wouldn't I be a deserter?"

This girl's gaze was a bit terrifying; he had to act guilty.

Hearing this, Jing Tian was speechless; she scratched her head, wanting to say something, but stammered, not knowing what to say.

She simply couldn't find a suitable reason.

"Didn't I mention it to you last time?" Jing Tian was a bit angry, her cheeks puffed up: "Why did you accept a new production?"

"I didn't explain it clearly," Qi Hui spread his hands: "Last time we were too busy watching the movie and being scared, we didn't talk in depth."

That was true... Jing Tian felt helpless.

"If you don't believe me, look, I even have photos!" Qi Hui said, preparing to pull up their group photo.

Jing Tian was very shy: "No, no need to look at the photos..."

Qi Hui struck while the iron was hot: "Don't worry, this time it's my fault. Next time! Next time I will definitely be with you."

"No, no... it's not your fault," Jing Tian said, her voice softening.

Mission accomplished... Qi Hui breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Well then... senior brother, if there's nothing else, I'll go first," Jing Tian said unnaturally.

Having come in such a rush just now, she only just realized she was wearing slippers and a short-sleeved shirt, her hair uncombed, and her face completely bare.

It must look terrible!

She had to go back quickly.

"No rush." Qi Hui hurriedly held her back and said sincerely, "Junior Sister, there is a wedding; could you go and attend it with me?"

"...Ah?" Jing Tian tilted her head, looking a bit dazed.