Chapter Eighty-Five: Jiang Hu, Move Aside!

The crew member who framed Jiang Hu was caught, and it turned out he had done it out of jealousy.

Even Jiang Hu himself had forgotten that he knew the man. He had heard that the man had once been a minor actor too.

They had debuted at the same time, yet while Jiang Hu rose to dazzling fame, the man could not make a living and ended up as crew.

In the set, he was barked at and ordered around by everyone, while Jiang Hu became the object of universal praise.

The imbalance in his heart grew unbearable. Jealousy blinded him, and he used his position to engineer this entire scheme.

Mo Niannian cast Jiang Hu a sympathetic glance. As expected of the male lead, his unlucky constitution was truly unmatched.

Jiang Hu was the second male lead of the production, with fewer scenes than the male and female leads.

Mo Niannian was determined to turn Jiang Hu into an international superstar, so of course she could not let him sit idle.

She secured a whole string of endorsements and appearances for Jiang Hu, at the very least ensuring that everyone at home and abroad would know his name.

At first, Mo Niannian had no intention of trailing after Jiang Hu everywhere.

Jiang Hu was already a mature male lead, and this small world was obsessively devoted to building careers.

Mo Niannian believed Jiang Hu could handle everything.

In the end, however, the world’s bad luck refused to spare him. While Jiang Hu was appearing on a program, the audience below cursed at him and even hurled a water bottle.

No one knew what they said, but it raised Jiang Hu’s malice value by a full three points.

Those were points she had worked so hard to bring down!

The system, always up to no good, kept subtly egging her on, whispering in her ear all day that the male lead’s malice value had risen again, that he was being bullied on a show again, that someone had deliberately made things difficult for him again.

With no choice, Mo Niannian personally escorted Jiang Hu, tears in her eyes.

When Jiang Hu went on a show, she followed. When he performed, she watched. When he played games, she kept an eye on him.

Really, she had never cared for a child so meticulously.

Couldn’t she call herself a top-tier fan? It would not be excessive.

Mo Niannian could not help shedding a tear of sympathy for herself.

She sat below the stage, drowsy as she watched Jiang Hu take part in the reality show above.

Celebrities were truly so boring. Did they spend all day doing nothing but these programs? What sustained them?

Yawning again and again, Mo Niannian answered the call from that shrieking sister.

“Hello?”

“Ahhhhh! Sister! I’m so happy! Brother has been working so hard this month. He’s done five shows, three endorsements, and two fan meetings! Ahhhhh! I’m losing my mind!”

Mo Niannian replied expressionlessly, “I know.”

All of those achievements had been earned bit by bit with her by his side, okay?

Because she had been running around with Jiang Hu every day for his appearances, she had even lost a full two pounds!

Mo Niannian pitied herself and wrapped her arms around her own body.

“Sister, I’m watching Brother’s live appearance for God of Song Descends! Wuwuwu, I’m crying. Brother’s singing is so good, especially that gasp at the thirteen-minute-nine-second mark. I’m done for. Truly, not a drop of me is left.”

“Oh. Anything else? If not, I’m hanging up.”

The shrieking sister was puzzled. “Why aren’t you excited at all? Weren’t you usually the most worked up?”

“Because I’ve heard the live version.”

“Hahaha, Sister, that’s such a fake line. I already checked. There are only staff members at the venue; otherwise I would have snuck in too.”

Mo Niannian yawned widely. “Believe it or not.”

“Hahaha, Sister, why don’t you just say you were the one recording with Brother?”

The shrieking sister laughed so hard she nearly keeled over. “I’ve had a dream like that too. In my dream, Brother leaned by my bed and softly called me to get up. He even said, baby, time to get up~ It’s daylight, and that voice made my whole body tingle.”

On stage, danger struck suddenly. A suspended panel overhead snapped loose and came crashing straight down toward the people onstage.

Mo Niannian’s pupils contracted sharply, and her body moved faster than thought. “Jiang Hu! Move!”

She ran toward him and shoved him to the ground.

“Smack! Thud! Crash!”

“Ah! Ah!”

“Are you all right? Is anyone hurt?”

The scene was in utter chaos. Mo Niannian anxiously checked on Jiang Hu. “How is it? Are you okay?”

Jiang Hu reacted half a beat too late and slowly shook his head. “I’m fine.”

Fortunately, the segment had just happened to be Jiang Hu’s turn, and the others were standing nearby. No one in the venue was injured.

But when Mo Niannian thought of that perilous moment just now, Jiang Hu had nearly been lost.

Her expression turned furious. “Where’s your person in charge? How could they fail to inspect such an important stage properly?”

The person in charge bent and scraped before Mo Niannian, apologizing again and again, his attitude humble to the extreme.

Mo Niannian demanded a thorough investigation, and the results showed that it really had been an accident.

To save money, the production crew had used the venue left behind by the previous program, simply changing the backdrop and using it as is.

The venue had deteriorated a bit. The screws in the canopy roof had loosened, and the entire roof had come down.

Mo Niannian’s face darkened. With a wave of her hand, she replaced everything on site. The program could not be recorded for the time being and had to be postponed.

Jiang Hu stood quietly beside Mo Niannian, his heart beginning to beat, one throb after another.

Mo Niannian’s instinctive reaction could not deceive anyone.

That burning, unreserved response had stirred him deeply.

He remembered reading a line long ago: for someone who has lived in hardship since childhood, how much sweetness is needed to fill the void?

In truth, just a trace would be enough.

The place in his heart grew hotter and hotter, and the way he looked at Mo Niannian grew hotter and hotter too, searing down to the bone.

He wanted to seize the sweetness that belonged to him.

She was his fan, good to him without reservation, and then she could only be his.

What belonged to him had never been allowed to draw anyone else’s envy.

The sudden system prompt made Mo Niannian freeze for a moment.

The male lead’s malice value dropped by 10. Current malice value: 60.

The system said, You see? Surviving a disaster and feeling happy?

Mo Niannian recalled what had just happened and was still angry. What grudge does Jiang Hu have against fate? Is fate determined to kill him no matter what?

Well... that’s not something I can decide, either...

Won’t Jiang Hu always be this unlucky? He didn’t have this kind of trouble wherever he went in the first two worlds, did he?

The system rapidly did its little calculations. I think it’s probably because the host changed Jiang Hu’s original route. Jiang Hu’s greatest trouble came from Zhou Ze, but you directly killed Zhou Ze, which caused the male lead’s intended route to change...

The system rattled on for a long while, but Mo Niannian only caught one or two sentences.

She picked at her ear. So?

The host should stay by the male lead’s side all the time, so he won’t run into disasters beyond the main plot again. The system blinked, looking utterly innocent.

Mo Niannian let out a cold laugh and could not be bothered to deal with it.

The system had never been reliable. Better to rely on herself than on it.

“Niannian.” Jiang Hu called her name, interrupting the conversation between Mo Niannian and the system.

Mo Niannian instantly switched into fangirl mode. “Brother~”

Warm sunlight shone in Jiang Hu’s eyes. “Let’s go. We’re heading back.”