Chapter 1350: Chapter 1346: Livestreams Can Easily Go Off the Rails
Over a million viewers in the live streaming room fell silent simultaneously, then exploded with shock.
"What’s happening? Is Desmond Wood dating the female guest?"
"My music prince is in love? Mom, I’m heartbroken, sob sob sob."
"I’m going to leave first, see you on the rooftop~"
"What’s going on, who is this baby-faced guy daring to hug my goddess?"
"Is the person upstairs just connected to the internet village, not knowing the soulful singer Desmond Wood?"
"Ahhhhhhhh, someone tell me what’s going on."
"So, is the music prince here to compete with our Charles for the CP goddess? Absolutely can’t tolerate it."
"Can’t tolerate."
The live room was comparable to a comet hitting Earth, and Chloe Winston realized it was over when Desmond Wood, the fool, hugged her.
"Let go, let go, speak properly." Chloe disliked the way he grasped her hand. She was originally extremely beautiful, especially wearing the stylish black leather jacket, exuding a kind of ambiguous gender beauty, causing the exploding viewers in the live room to find this scene inexplicably cute.
"Aww, the goddess is so adorable."
"The goddess has a face of disgust, why do I inexplicably feel happy?"
"Waiting eagerly for further developments, with just these three guests, I can savor dozens of episodes of such a variety show."
"The director is truly talented, where did they find such an awesome female guest? My poor little prince is so wronged."
In front of the camera, Desmond Wood pitifully muttered: "Chloe, you’ve become violent, though you weren’t always gentle before. Do you know how many days I’ve waited? Ever since I heard you were coming to film this variety show, I postponed my concert to be here. Aren’t you moved, yet you hit me?"
Chloe rolled her eyes, this fool can really act.
"Desmond, you should come back to acting, I’ll give you an Oscar." She faux-smiled, patting Desmond Wood’s shoulder.
"I also think I performed well, did I just act out the feeling of lovers forced to separate after years of affection, then accidentally meeting in a foreign land? Hahaha." Desmond cheerfully said, tossing his suitcase aside, then seriously shook hands with Charles Taylor, humbly saying, "Mr. Taylor, I’ve admired you for a long time, Chloe is a longtime friend of mine, we joke around like this often, please take care of us during this recording."
Desmond Wood, having been in this sector for a long time, was as savvy as could be, immediately sensing from Chloe’s subtle gestures that the show crew was definitely stirring up some trouble, so he quickly salvaged his image.
"Mr. Wood, it’s only right to take care of the ladies, but I think Miss Winston is a unique lady, she might end up taking care of us," Charles Taylor smiled, glancing at the suitcase Desmond Wood brought with him, his smile holding deeper meaning, did this music genius really think the crew invited him to go for a spring outing?
There will be times for him to cry later.
The tensions in the live room were instantly relieved as the harmonious, spring-like scene unfolded.
A huge group of viewers who wanted to meet at the rooftop were now care-free, laughing heartily while staying tuned in the live room.
The crew members, wiping cold sweat from their brows, suddenly felt that live streaming could really easily derail, but thankfully, Desmond Wood was quick-witted, just hoping the upcoming guests would also be sharp and avoiding any private grievances; they were truly scared senseless just now.
After Desmond Wood arrived, two more guests quickly followed, both national-level athletes — a swimmer and a volleyball player, both tall, dressed casually in sportswear, excitedly taking photos with Charles Taylor and Desmond Wood, exchanging pleasantries, without realizing the live streaming, looking reserved before the camera, unlike Desmond Wood’s outgoing nature, causing no significant incidents.
With five guests already present, they got along harmoniously, each having a large fan base, all belonging to the top-level guests category.
Whenever someone questioned Chloe Winston, the fans in the live room instantly came forward to support her, and with Charles Taylor and Desmond Wood’s attitude towards her being noticeably friendlier than others, it practically elevated her status.
"Assistant director, the last three guests have arrived on the same flight," the staff cautiously stepped forward to say.
The assistant director swiftly led the cameraman toward the airport exit, leaving the remaining others to glance at each other, seeing the nervous expression of the crew, realizing these must be heavyweight guests.
Meanwhile, the number of people in the live room had exceeded three million, sensing something different, as the last to appear are usually the highlights; with the actor already present, and national athletes, who else could possibly be the guests?
Everyone in the live room waited eagerly, suddenly witnessing appearing with two assistants, dressed in a lovely small dress was Rachel Evans, beside her a tall figure, dressed in casual sportswear, with a handsome, jade-like face exuding a gentlemanly elegance.
"Is it Rachel Evans? Oh my, it’s the first love goddess Rachel Evans."
Rachel Evans debuted and became popular with her first love face, later revered by straight men as the first love goddess.
"The goddess is truly beautiful, nice figure."
"Am I the only one thinking everyone else is dressed in sportswear or leather jackets, while Rachel Evans wearing a skirt is holding us back?"
"The person above is just jealous of my goddess’ beauty, what’s wrong with wearing a skirt, who says you can’t dress beautifully for filming?"
The live room was about to get heated.
"Oh my God, it’s Constantine Stewart, the wealthy diamond bachelor, the Imperial City socialite’s dream husband, where is the director, tell me, is Mr. Stewart really here for the program?"
"Who is Mr. Stewart? But this man is super handsome, not losing to the current trending stars."
"You comparing Mr. Stewart with trending stars is like comparing a whale to small fish. Mr. Stewart is from the famed Imperial City circle, truly from high society, if Mr. Stewart wishes, he could make countless stars famous in no time, understand?"
"So many handsome men and beautiful women, this is definitely the most genuine variety show this year, aww, begging for countless episodes to be recorded."
The assistant director eagerly ran with the cameras to Constantine Stewart’s side, smiled, "Mr. Stewart, Miss Evans, it’s been tiring for you both, Miss Wendy Starling was on the same flight, have you seen her?"
Rachel Evans grimaced hearing Wendy Starling was also there, her assistant saw this, arrogantly said owing to Mr. Stewart’s presence, "How could your team invite Wendy Starling, don’t you know Wendy Starling has continually suppressed and bullied our Miss Evans? Our Miss Evans came with invested resources."
Before the assistant’s voice fell, a domineering female voice coldly chuckled from behind, "I’d like to ask, how did I usually suppress and bully Rachel Evans? It’s said she has a patron behind her, does it really require the patron to pay for her to appear on reality TV?"
Known for being bold, speaking the truth, Wendy Starling, an A-list actress, pushed her luggage trolley forward, casting a calm smile at the camera.
Right after disembarking, her phone rang urgently from her manager saying there’s a live stream at the airport, unexpectedly finding her archenemy Rachel Evans also coming for the show.
For the past six months, Rachel Evans leaned on her strong backing, snatching many resources and endorsements from her, holding her stomach’s worth of anger, today she’ll surely put an end to this two-faced fake innocent.
The war at the airport was about to break out, Rachel Evans glanced at her assistant, looked affectionately towards Constantine Stewart, only to find the dignified, elegant man not even looking her way, instead staring toward the approaching direction of the program team, eyes cold and deep as ink.
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