Chapter 1352: Chapter 1348: A Bloody Storm in the Livestream Chat
Desmond Wood’s sarcastic remarks to Constantine Stewart left everyone at the scene in shock. The elite families of the Imperial City almost control the core power. To them, Constantine Stewart, as a member of the elite circle, is like a giant mountain. The courage of this musical genius is indeed quite large.
Seeing him dare to speak to Constantine Stewart in such a tone, Wendy Starling couldn’t help but get a little angry, and said, "Mr. Stewart is a special guest of the program group and also a sponsor of this variety show."
The basic meaning is, Constantine Stewart is the daddy, and you don’t bow down when you see him?
"Mr. Stewart hasn’t spoken, why are you chiming in? Are you Mr. Stewart’s spokesperson? You don’t have to flatter so blatantly." Desmond said with a smile, his baby face looking very cute, yet his words made Wendy almost drop dead from rage.
Wendy turned ashen, while Constantine Stewart’s gaze always remained on Chloe Winston. Seeing the young girl treat him as if he were a stranger, with no reaction at all, he gently furrowed his prominent eyebrows, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
Everyone noticed the awkward atmosphere, even the cameras didn’t dare to shoot them and quietly turned the lens onto the two national team athletes.
The staff looked at the chaotic live broadcast site, it was like a volcano eruption, but this was more like a great flood, a scene of utter devastation. The assistant director didn’t even dare to look at the viewers’ reactions in the live broadcast room, the topic might be hot enough, but the pressure was enough to make one’s mind collapse.
Mama, is it still too late for him to go home?
And in the live broadcast room, it was already dark as night with arguments.
Fans took to the field to tear each other apart to defend their idols, with Wendy Starling, Desmond Wood, and the fans of Wendy’s being the most ferocious.
"Wendy’s face is really big, what right does she have to speak for Mr. Stewart, stand strong for my brother Wood."
"Face as big as a pancake, that’s Wendy, not only does she rip into our goddess Wen Wen, but she also stands out to counter the little Music Prince, who gave her the courage?"
"What first love goddess, turns out to be like this in private, hahaha, my brother Wood is recognized in the industry as a master of sarcasm, daring to go head-to-head with my brother Wood, hahaha, serves her right to lose face."
"Wen Wen’s dumb fans get lost, old and faded should make way for the young, can’t compete for endorsements against our goddess, you guys are the best at being noisy."
"Who are you calling old and faded? Isn’t your Wendy almost in her thirties? A vase relying on a sugar daddy to rise, flattering the powerful so disgustingly, still dares to be called a goddess?"
"Those calling Desmond Wood a master of sarcasm can get lost, our Wendy advised kindly, what little Music Prince, ah pah, a trash singer thinking he’s something."
The live broadcast room was a complete mess, the fans of actor Charles Taylor happily popped up, saying: "Remember, White fans, you are quality fans, we resolutely don’t join the fight, because when we strike, it’s to drive the other side out of the circle."
Chloe Winston’s game fans and her few loyal fans from before also rolled over laughing and said: "A-Chu is the best, my goddess sees all mountains beneath her, watching you tear each other apart slowly."
"Congratulations from the millions of players of Illusion World to my goddess for her stunning beauty that kills the whole scene."
The three groups tore into each other terribly, having no time to notice the hatred-generating words of Charles Taylor and Chloe’s fans.
In front of the camera, the staff quietly informed everyone about the live situation, Wendy Starling was furious on the spot, especially seeing Chloe Winston even came to record the show, Constantine Stewart’s gaze always landed on her. If it weren’t for the sake of the broadcast, she would definitely have had this show group smashed.
Did the program group have their brains kicked by a donkey? Inviting two most incompatible female guests to add to her irritation.
Because of the live broadcast, everyone laughed to break the ice, got to know each other a bit, yet the show hadn’t even formally started recording and the internal side had already split. The assistant director had the eight guests greet the fans in the live room, declaring the end of this episode’s live broadcast, and ended the broadcast with a sense of resignation and determination.
As the fans tearing each other apart in the live broadcast room changed to arguing on Weibo and forums in no time.
"Let’s Fall in Love" became popular before it was even aired, and the news of the guest gathering scene being full of fire quickly spread on major platforms. Many onlooking netizens jokingly said, "The director probably has the wrong name, this isn’t a love reality show, it should be called, ’Let’s Rip Each Other Apart.’"
"Director, I feel like the sky’s falling, it’s all negative news online." Assistant director Xiao Shi called Daniel, crying, wailing, "Can we still shoot our program?"
Daniel wasn’t worried at all, on the contrary, he excitedly said on the phone: "The more intense the ripping, the more the buzz, how did I not think of holding a survival contest before? Bring the guests to the filming location."
Daniel hung up the phone, Xiao Shi ran over to the big shots, finding that the eight guests had naturally split into two teams, with Charles Taylor, Desmond Wood, Chloe Winston, and Wendy Starling on one team, and international athletes William Zamora, Vicky Webb, Wendy Starling, and Mr. Stewart on the other, clearly divided.
William Zamora and Vicky Webb were athletes who had won honors for the country, belonging to national heroes, holding themselves high, instinctively leaning towards the elite Mr. Stewart’s side.
"Dear teachers, we’re heading out to the shooting location now, the director is waiting for us, if we arrive early, we can catch dinner." Xiao Shi bowed and smiled warmly, "There are three off-road vehicles in total, one for the program group, the other two for the teachers to form teams and get on."
"I want to ride with A-Chu." Desmond Wood was the first to shout, his baby face smiling, "I want to protect our A-Chu."
Charles Taylor didn’t say anything, always standing with Chloe Winston, subtly expressing his intentions.
The assistant director was about to nod, when he heard Mr. Stewart speak for the first time today, with a light and cold tone: "I don’t ride in the same car with women."
Mr. Stewart’s thought was, since he couldn’t ride in the same car with the young girl, then none of you guys should even think about it.
Five minutes later, the female guests had one car, the male guests another, and the program group had another, driving resolutely towards the shooting location.
"Mamma mia, this is the most perilous filming site I’ve encountered in my career." The assistant director climbed into the car, collapsing weakly onto the seat, pale-faced.
"This is also the toughest scene I’ve filmed." The photographer placed the equipment safely, feeling like he’d survived a calamity, that Mr. Stewart’s presence was truly ferocious, the man spoke with a sense of world domination, controlling the scene, is this what an authority figure is like?
"Assistant director, how powerful is this Mr. Stewart, really?" The photographer asked gossipingly.
Assistant director Xiao Shi lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said squinting: "Have you heard of the Shaw Family, the number one elite family in the Imperial City? It’s said that Major General Shaw is very likely to reach the highest position in the future, rumors say Mr. Stewart belongs to that faction of the Shaw Family, another saying is, there’s Ignatius Leclair in Nanyang, and Mr. Stewart in the Imperial City."
A trace of chill rose in the photographer’s heart.
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