Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Spent Millions Only to Drive Traffic to Jiang Li?!
When they saw that the live chat was full of praise for Jiang Li, those spectators who had come just to watch the drama grew even more outraged.
Had they been used as pawns by publicity accounts?!
So, this group of people went to spread their indignation in the Weibo comments of the melon-selling Brother Liu.
[After becoming famous, Brother Liu started to rake in the dirty money, huh? You’ll take on any job? Are those images photoshopped? Jiang Li is both beautiful and capable, what has she done to you?]
[No need to say anymore, it must be the work of a rival company. Seeing how popular this variety show is right now, they’ve started to target the amateur participants, truly disgusting.]
[Can Brother Liu have some professional ethics? She’s just a girl who started university, and you’re criticizing her like this? Speak up, how much money did you take to share with us too.]
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Xiang Hao had been studying at home, following along with Jiang Li’s live stream.
During the break, he saw the discussion in the live chat.
He immediately logged onto Weibo and sure enough, saw the hot search term #TheTrueFaceOfJiangLi# ranked third.
When he clicked in, there were indeed some old photos of Jiang Li.
But the Jiang Li of today had completely changed, so much so that even he admired her transformation and started learning from her. Why were these people still clinging to her past?
Wasn’t a prodigal’s return all the more precious?
The more he thought about it, the angrier Xiang Hao got and he picked up his phone, ready to unleash a torrent of words, but then he heard Jiang Li’s advice echoing in his ears.
After a moment’s silence, he deleted all the personal attacks from the comment box and instead edited a Weibo post.
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It briefly described how he knew Jiang Li and how he witnessed her transformation, which also made him determined to change.
He simply glossed over the former part of the story.
What he mainly listed were the changes in Jiang Li after her transformation.
Things like helping the Hua Country Library restore ancient books.
Saving the son of Chixia Village village chief who had fallen into the water as well as a guest who had eaten poisonous mushrooms.
Having read quite a few books recently, his article was precise and sincere; upon posting, it immediately topped the hot search list.
[Oh my god, finally one of Lili’s classmates has stepped forward to speak for her. This writing, love it.]
[I’m moved to tears, it’s so well written. The poster is so right, why fixate on someone’s past when change is what’s important? Not to mention how many people can be as excellent as Lili is now, just the step of change itself is already quite difficult.]
[I was originally indifferent to Jiang Li, but after reading the poster’s statement, I suddenly like this meaningful girl and I’m going to follow her Weibo now!]
[Those Blackie’s are only holding onto the baseless rumors about Sister Li without seeing how outstanding our Sister Li is.]
Xiang Hao’s Weibo post completely resonated with the empathy of ordinary people, and instantly the shares exceeded ten thousand, making it the number one trending topic.
Not only did Jiang Li gain tens of thousands of followers, but Xiang Hao’s own account also broke through five hundred thousand followers.
While eating a meal brought back by a studio partner, Lu Xingchao saw the Weibo post and his eyes widened, then he clicked on the private message with him.
Lei Ting: “Fuck, you had your depth all along, huh? With such good writing skills, why not write more articles earlier?”
West District Boss: “Oh, Mr. Chairman, you flatter me, I am merely speaking the truth.”
Lei Ting: “Don’t be modest now. Here’s the deal, I’ll promote you to vice chairman, from now on you take charge of promoting our goddess.”
West District Boss: “Received! Mr. Chairman! Mission accomplished!”
Half an hour after posting the Weibo, Huo Ziyang reopened Weibo.
The bombshell he’d posted had such a huge impact, Jiang Li must have been riddled with insults by netizens by now, right?
Jiang Yan cherished his sister so much, seeing this would infuriate him, wouldn’t it?
With that thought, he smugly turned on his phone.
Immediately, the backstage of Weibo popped up with 99+ messages.
Huo Ziyang opened one with a chuckle, only to be stupefied in an instant.
Tens of thousands of comments and private messages, not a single one cursed Jiang Li; instead, they were all attacking him.
“Can all the marketing accounts just drop dead? For the sake of making filthy money, you really dare to post anything, huh?”
“I originally thought you were different from other entertainment bloggers, but now I see you’re just part of the same rotten bunch who don’t care about anything but money, and you want us to flame such a good girl? Dream on!”
“Pah, truly disgusting. I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. Unfollowing and blacklisting you!”
“I’ve already reported you. Hurry up and delete that Weibo post, Blackie. Quit trying to attract attention, or watch out for a lawyer’s letter!”
Huo Ziyang, who had never been berated by so many people before, instantly turned pale with anger.
Taking another look at Jiang Li, she hadn’t suffered any repercussions; on the contrary, because of his “leak,” she undeservedly gained a wave of attention. Now her personal live stream room had broken through a million online viewers, reaching an all-time high.
Huo Ziyang couldn’t sit still anymore.
Damn it, he had spent millions to direct traffic to this woman, hadn’t he?!
He would definitely not swallow this humiliation!
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Over in Chixia Village, Jiang Li, who knew nothing of the sort, was still earnestly planting her sweet potatoes.
Half of the people in the live stream had come to troll her, but in the end, they all stayed to appreciate the “immortal” sister.
“Jiang Li is really so beautiful. How did I not know that there’s such an extraordinary person in the entertainment industry before?”
“The host is really focused on planting sweet potatoes—I can even see Mr. He beside her, but her head hasn’t turned even once.”
“Holy moly, Jiang Li’s skills are so proficient. Aren’t the Jiang Family quite wealthy? Do they also cultivate farming skills in their offspring as a precaution?”
“The sister upstairs, wake up. Just look at Jiang Yan’s haphazard digging next door, and you’ll know that this has nothing to do with the family—it’s all about the individual.”
In fact, Jiang Li did have some experience with farming.
When she was in Daqi, her mother had arranged for her to spend an entire year on a country estate to better manage the household.
During that year, besides checking and calculating accounts in the study, she’d take her peaked cap and wander into the grounds leisurely in her free time, watching the workers sow in spring, grow in summer, harvest in autumn, and store in winter.
To pass the time, she even cleared a plot of wasteland in the backyard, where she planted a garden full of vegetables with several maidservants.
This way, she had accumulated some basic farming knowledge.
Planting sweet potatoes was indeed second nature to her.
On the other side, Qi Tianyu had straightened his back after planting for half a day, taking a brief rest in the field.
His progress was quite decent, managing to plant half of the field in an hour.
Looking at how others were doing—
Shu Yan was still wrestling with tangled strawberry seedlings, not to mention transplanting them, she hadn’t even finished digging the holes.
He Yun seemed to have a bit of OCD, aligning the position of each seedling from multiple angles to ensure it was perfectly placed, resulting in only a dozen or so planted after an hour’s toil.
Jiang Yan’s actions were faster than theirs and on par with his own, but the wheat he planted was skewed every which way, without any semblance of neatness, as if it had been nibbled on by cattle.
Even more absurd was that the chicken he brought, named Richard, kept pecking at the wheat leaves, causing him to switch to new seedlings frequently. After a morning’s labor, he hadn’t planted more than the chicken had pecked.