Chapter 192: The 192nd day of being popular

Chapter 192: The 192nd day of being popular

A certain online platform's ratings have started at this moment?

However, it isn't a good time to start the ratings.

Upon hearing this news, Yao Bianliang felt her temples throbbing.

They could have started earlier or later, but they chose this crucial moment to begin the ratings.

It's as if they deliberately want to make things difficult for her.

The timing is just too coincidental. Yao Bianliang even suspects that the platform is harboring a grudge against An Sheng Entertainment.

Just as 'The Legend of An Hua' was facing a public relations crisis, this platform immediately started the ratings, clearly aiming for a drop in ratings.

Yao Bianliang can't be sure if those who gave negative ratings to 'The Legend of An Hua' might also give her show a positive rating along the way.

The thought of that alone is frightening!

After calming herself, Yao Bianliang took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, and then asked, "What's the rating for 'The Legend of An Hua'?"

"It's 5.8, and this score will definitely continue to drop," Assistant Chen said, "The storyline of 'The Legend of An Hua' just recently collapsed, so the ratings won't plummet too quickly. But it's foreseeable that the rating for the show will be extremely low."

Upon hearing this answer, Yao Bianliang found it both within expectations and somewhat concerning.

Even a poorly received show like 'The Legend of An Hua' can easily score over 5 points.

"And... what about our show?" Yao Bianliang's voice was a bit shaky.

Assistant Chen's tone was quite relaxed. "We have a rating of 9.0!"

Yao Bianliang: "..."

9.0, the initial rating is 9.0!

This is practically not giving her a chance at all.

Yao Bianliang's hand trembled, and she fumbled, accidentally dropping her phone onto the bed.

She swallowed hard and picked up the phone. "Assistant Chen, is there a possibility for our rating to drop from 9.0 to below 4.0?"

Assistant Chen hesitated, "Well..."

There was silence for two seconds on the other end of the phone. Assistant Chen gently replied, "It seems rather unlikely."

Yao Bianliang: "..."

Let it all crumble. She's tired.

******

In the following days, the rating for Yao Bianliang's show on a certain online platform not only didn't decrease, but it actually increased by quite a bit, currently stabilizing around 91.

On the other hand, 'The Legend of An Hua' due to its collapsed protagonist's character design and numerous plot bugs, had its rating drop to below 5.

Moreover, the viewership of 'The Legend of An Hua' also plummeted. Not only did it fail to gain a good reputation, but it also didn't make any money, essentially suffering a complete flop.

As for Wen Xuan's acting in 'The Legend of An Hua' was also heavily criticized.

Originally, the protagonist's character design had some issues, but it shouldn't have been this catastrophic.

Yet, Wen Xuan's acting was so poor that she turned the protagonist into a scheming, lowly character who was solely focused on climbing up the social ladder.

"The lead actress, Wen Xuan, combined with the scriptwriter Ling Huanxuan, is a completely unsolvable combination!" Yao Bianliang looked on with envy.

Look at them, the actors easily ruined their characters, and the scriptwriters casually destroyed the plot. They were truly rare talents.

Unlike her, even though she worked so hard, she couldn't make a dent in her reputation.

"I remember when Wen Xuan rose to fame, her acting was solid, and she even won numerous awards," Yao Bianliang reminisced, "I didn't expect that after so many years, her acting would become like this."

Years of acting in commercial, assembly-line dramas had eroded the vitality from Wen Xuan. Now, she couldn't portray the same feeling as before.

Yao Bianliang was filled with mixed emotions.

Indeed, making money from these commercial dramas was the right way to become popular!

If she could have teammates like Wen Xuan and Ling Huanxuan, why should she worry about anything?

The system couldn't help but comment, "Host, are you thinking about trying to recruit Wen Xuan and Ling Huanxuan?"

"Don't put it so bluntly," Yao Bianliang corrected, "I'm just seriously considering whether there's a possibility for me to collaborate with them."

This time, Wen Xuan and the others as her rivals had truly managed to throw her off.

It's troublesome.

However, if she could make them her teammates, they wouldn't hold her back but would provide her with significant help.

"Nevertheless, I need to think about this carefully," Yao Bianliang pondered silently.

This was only a rough plan. To avoid other potential problems, she needed a more detailed strategy.

Furthermore, the deadline for this task hasn't arrived yet.

What if... the later episodes of 'Spring's Warmth and Rich Dew' also ended up with a negative reputation?

In that case, she wouldn't need to worry about the next task at all; she could just leave the entertainment industry!

It was as if she was ridiculing him, saying, "Is this all you can come up with?"

The male lead's face immediately darkened.

"Well then, from now on, you'll be under the care of Lord Su!" He sneered and slammed down his wine cup.

What the heck? Dog-like men always manage to push my boundaries again and again.

Really? Did the male lead actually expect to force the female lead to beg in this way? Laughable, who does he think he is, a piece of trash.

The female lead had long given up on the male lead, whether in the King household or elsewhere, it doesn't matter to her. Leaving now might not be a bad outcome for her.

I'm disgusted, the male lead is truly revolting. The key is, in that era, such a disgusting man would still be considered to have relatively good character.

Is the male lead shameless? He doesn't even like the female lead, yet he hopes she'll cry and beg for forgiveness. What a joke.

After all, in the eyes of these men, women are just playthings. When a plaything dares to oppose them, they naturally become angry and want to force her into submission.

At first, the guests were quite surprised, but after realizing the situation, they offered their congratulations one after another.

They praised the male lead for giving up his beloved concubine to a friend, a deed that was sure to become a "good story."

As for the female lead in this "good story," no one cared whether she was willing or not.

And so it happened that the female lead, as a gift from the King, left the King household and moved to the neighboring Su household along with the old master.

Having originated from the King household and once been a renowned courtesan, her status naturally differed from that of an ordinary concubine in the Su household.

The old master arranged a separate courtyard for her and ensured her well-being.

However, the female lead had long been disheartened. She paid little attention to her health, and soon fell ill with a cold, her condition worsening over time.

Taking advantage of her illness, she used it as a reason to request a remote and quiet residence from the old master.

Seeing that she was bestowed upon by the King, the old master didn't make things difficult and agreed to her request.

So, on a snowy night, the female lead left her original abode with her few belongings and moved to the secluded courtyard. She was accompanied only by a maidservant.

In this small, long-abandoned courtyard, she quietly awaited her death.

The maidservant had come from the King household with her and had been with her for many years. Seeing her in this state now was quite distressing.

She couldn't help but plead, "Miss, please take some medicine."

"The old master likes you very much. As long as you recover, there's still hope for a better life."

However, the female lead was tired.

"Recover? Then use my healthy body to continue being their plaything?" she asked.

She knew that if she recovered, she would have to continue fighting with the other concubines in the household, becoming a plaything in the hands of those men.

She could continue living, but not as a "person." Instead, she would live as a pet, as a commodity.

Perhaps not long after, when she becomes old and no longer holds favor, she will have no way to survive in this mansion.

If her remaining years are to be like this, she would rather end her life prematurely.

Throughout her life, she has always been someone else's possession, never truly belonging to herself. Now, she only wants to choose her own way to die.

"Miss!" the maidservant grew anxious, "You were bestowed upon by the King. With this status, the old master and madam won't be too harsh on you, and the other ladies will also show you some respect. Why do you have to..."

But the female lead stopped the maidservant from continuing.

"I've already made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me. You should also find a way out for yourself."

Memories flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

She recalled being the lowest-ranked courtesan, living in a brothel, receiving numerous clients each day, associating with the lowest of the low.

Later, she entered a higher-end courtesan house, married into the King household, and eventually became another man's concubine.

She had encountered many women. Some died due to a life of hardship, some due to the torment of diseases; some died from covert schemes, while others perished under the cruelty of the powerful.

Upon careful recollection, those who truly had a peaceful ending seemed to be few and far between.

She had been the lowest-ranked courtesan and a high-ranking noble's concubine; she had mingled among royalty and nobility, and she had genuinely loved someone.

She had left her past, fought with the women in the back courtyard, and even attempted to escape.

Almost everything that a woman of her background could experience, she had experienced.

Yet she still couldn't find a way out for herself. It was as if the world was tolerant of everyone but her, refusing to provide a path for a woman like her.

Finally, the female lead died, dying in this winter.

As a lowly concubine, she was buried hastily by others.

In the torrent of history, she, like countless ordinary commoners, died silently, unnoticed.

With this, 'Spring's Warmth and Rich Dew' finally came to an end.

At the same time, netizens were in a frenzy of discussion.

Yao Bianliang opened Weibo's trending topics, and her eyes caught a line of clear, bold characters.

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