Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 996 - 985: Best Actor

"Brother Ye, what do we do now?" The assistant was still young, encountering such a situation for the first time, and seemed a bit at a loss. Of course, even a seasoned agent would panic if such a sudden change occurred.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu’s expression was unreadable, reassuring the assistant somewhat.

"There are definitely reporters waiting at the company entrance now; let’s go back to the dormitory."

"But since there’re paparazzi around the company, wouldn’t going back to the dormitory be the same?" The assistant asked doubtfully.

"It’s not the same. They wouldn’t expect that I’m still living in the company’s dormitory."

Upon hearing this, the assistant suddenly understood. Yes, Ye Qiu was now a top male celebrity; who would think a top star, earning money every single day, would still live in a dormitory provided for trainees and regular employees? Probably only Brother Ye in the entire entertainment industry would do this.

After dropping Ye Qiu at his own place, the assistant lingered at the door, "Brother Ye, are you sure you’ll be okay on your own? Want me to stay with you? Or should I do something?"

"No need. I have my own arrangements. Go back to the company and ask the PR department to keep controlling the narrative. If they can’t manage it, it’s okay; things will become clear soon."

"Will it really be okay soon?" The assistant’s eyes lit up, showing a lot of trust in Ye Qiu.

"Yes, it’s okay." Ye Qiu closed the door. Little Golden Crow was already waiting inside.

"Qiuqiu, should I release all the videos and photos?" Little Golden Crow said indignantly, "People are so evil these days. How can they accuse someone without evidence? If this world didn’t limit my abilities, I’d burn them with fire."

"Calm down." Ye Qiu’s eyes darkened, "Releasing those videos and photos now won’t help. Ji Guang’s issues have fully erupted; the fact that I was once his artist is undeniable, and stepping forward now won’t help—it might actually escalate things."

"So we’ll just leave it alone? Those ignorant and foolish humans will definitely misunderstand you." Little Golden Crow said urgently, "Aren’t you afraid Little Gengzi will misunderstand?"

"She won’t misunderstand." Ye Qiu assured, "We might actually progress in our relationship after this."

"As long as you have a plan." Little Golden Crow trusted Ye Qiu, a deep-seated trust.

"But I do need you to do something." Ye Qiu’s eyes glinted darkly, with a hint of menace.

"What is it?" Little Golden Crow perked up.

"I need you to monitor a few people, especially Qiao Wenxi, Chen Kela, and Zhang Yishi. The PR department called saying these three contributed to this scandal. Since the waters are muddied, I don’t mind muddying them further. My relationship with Ji Guang was just a few days of artist and agent, hardly any overlapping time. I’ll release my video beating Ji Guang then direct the trouble onto those three; my heat will naturally decrease."

"But won’t the issue remain unresolved?" Little Golden Crow asked, confused.

"In the entertainment industry, truth and falsehood are intertwined; there’s no need to overly clarify. Even if I present my itinerary videos, people will claim they’re doctored. As long as those willing to believe me do so, and as long as my acting is satisfactory—I’m not pure idol—it won’t significantly impact me." Ye Qiu analyzed calmly.

"Alright, I’ll go now. I’ll definitely catch their weak spots." Little Golden Crow said confidently. Though it couldn’t unleash its full abilities due to worldly restrictions, it couldn’t be stopped from employing certain hidden techniques.

Meanwhile, Li Ge expressed a different type of concern from Ye Qiu. She called a studio she’s collaborated with many times in the past. The studio is particularly skilled in controlling narratives.

In the previous life, Ye Qiu’s rapid rise attracted jealousy, leading to endless scandals, many of which were mitigated by this studio. Although less known now, their approach was refreshing.

Unlike other PR departments that would either contact websites to delete keywords or release dirt on another celebrity to divert attention, this studio did the opposite—holding tightly to an artist instead of releasing them.

They did so wisely, refraining from discussing the scandal but instead highlighting the artist’s strengths. If the artist had a questionable reputation but was skilled professionally, they’d argue that artists carry a touch of romanticism, citing prominent figures from ancient times or recent history, questioning how many were consistent?

If the artist’s appearance was overshadowed by a supporting role, they’d praise their transformative acting skill, uncovering their cute traits.

If the artist was overexposed and faced public disdain, they’d screenshot foreign praise of the artist, tapping into the national psyche that longs for foreign acknowledgment, reluctantly accepting the artist as a source of national pride despite personal dislike, thereby increasing goodwill.

Although these PR tactics weren’t unknown, executing them effectively required great skill, making the studio an outstanding player.

Faced with Ye Qiu’s current situation, they quickly offered a plan—leverage Ye Qiu’s perfect acting and appearance to gain public favor. Seeking sympathy was unnecessary; if PR aimed for sympathy, it might inadvertently confirm Ye Qiu’s impurity.

In today’s entertainment world, a man’s purity is crucial—shifting the public’s attention is essential.

After handling this, Li Ge didn’t feel like staying around any longer, hesitating a moment before returning to her dormitory. It was already nighttime when she got back, surprisingly finding the light on in the neighboring window.

He’s actually home?

Li Ge paced in her room, battling her thoughts for over half an hour before deciding to follow her heart and knock on Ye Qiu’s door.

Almost as soon as she knocked, Ye Qiu opened the door. His face betrayed no anxiety, though upon closer inspection, his lips were somewhat pallid, and there was a faint scent of smoke and alcohol.

Li Ge understood he was dealing with trouble.

She knew Ye Qiu wasn’t a man addicted to smoking and drinking; he only indulged when deeply agitated, and rarely let outsiders witness it.

"Are you... okay?" Li Ge took a deep breath, asking softly, her almond eyes filled with concern.

"Want to come in and sit?" Ye Qiu stepped aside, then turned towards the balcony to extinguish the smoking cigarette butt.