Chapter 71: Su Bai Is Definitely Acting Like a True Fan

Just as everyone present, including Zhou Yang, was taken to the police station, Tiancheng Entertainment Media Co., Ltd. in the city received a lawyer's letter from Huisi Capital.

At the same time, the lawyer's letter addressed to Tiancheng Entertainment was made public online.

Huisi Capital’s statement read: “Openly inciting fan power to carry out personal attacks on artists within the same industry.”

What kind of behavior is this?

Does the main party involved in the incident simply need to issue a statement claiming innocence, declare no involvement, and thus extricate themselves from the situation?

I have every reason to believe this was a premeditated, targeted, and orchestrated collective event.

From the moment "Brother Feng’s Star-Chasing Live" began streaming to the gathering at our company, less than an hour passed before over a hundred people showed up—all of them robust young men.

And within just a few minutes of the “Brother Feng’s Star-Chasing Live” broadcast, Su Bai immediately went live to clarify matters.

Soon after, a man claiming to be a representative of Hua Cheng Entertainment appeared on the scene, insisting that all parties present guarantee the incident had nothing to do with Su Bai or Hua Cheng Entertainment.

The title was even changed on the spot to assert Su Bai’s non-involvement.

What exactly was being concealed?

Was this a case of protesting too much, or exposing themselves through denial?

Even more laughable, after our artist Xu Mingkun was assaulted, police forces appeared immediately.

Once again, there were clarifications claiming no relation to them.

I want to know, if all of this is truly a coincidence, then perhaps one or two incidents could be written off as chance. But when so many coincidences pile up together, can we still call it coincidence?

Not long ago, during a talent competition between Su Bai and our artist Xu Mingkun, Su Bai’s family member was kidnapped, and we were instantly blamed for it.

Furthermore, Su Bai demanded one hundred million in compensation!

And as we understand, Su Bai’s people were not harmed in the slightest.

Yet they dared to demand one hundred million in compensation.

Now that our artist Xu Mingkun has suffered serious injuries, should we demand two hundred million, three hundred million, or even five hundred million in compensation?

But as an old hand in this industry, our company would never stoop to such madness.

Now, we declare that we do not seek any compensation.

We only hope the authorities will strike hard and decisively ban artists with such despicable character.

This is a case of extremely serious toxic fan behavior.

Inciting crowds to create disturbances, commit assaults, and spread rumors.

One by one, every detail lays bare the bloody reality.

Our artist Xu Mingkun will never bow to public opinion or to evil forces.

We firmly believe that this world is full of light!

—Huisi Capital

The moment Huisi Capital’s announcement was released, a storm erupted online once again.

“What on earth is going on? I’m getting confused now!”

“What does Huisi Capital mean? Are they saying Su Bai orchestrated all this in advance? Isn’t that absurd?”

“I want to tell Huisi Capital, don’t lie with your eyes wide open. Our idol Su Bai has never started a fan group or a V-group. We fans have never had any contact with Su Bai. So tell me, how could Su Bai have arranged all this in advance? This is pure slander!”

Although countless fans spoke up in Su Bai’s defense, they could not stop Huisi Capital from relentlessly fanning the flames.

After Huisi Capital’s announcement, entertainment gossip accounts began to repost their statement one after another.

Very soon, Huisi Capital’s words shot to the top of the trending searches, with the heat only continuing to rise.

Inside the Huisi Capital building, Liu Siyan watched the soaring trend with no trace of happiness on her face.

She knew that victory was still a long way off.

The most crucial part was still locked up in the police station.

Liu Siyan said to the people around her, “Find a way to get a message to those in the police station—think for yourselves about the consequences of a loose tongue!”

“If they keep their mouths shut, once they’re out, the promised rewards will be doubled.”

“And try to reach out to the police and see if we can get any inside information!”

After that, Liu Siyan paced back and forth in her office, unable to settle.

Everything that could be done had been done; the outcome would now depend on fate.

Liu Siyan had not expected Su Bai’s side to move so quickly—clarifying the situation in the shortest possible time and executing a series of countermeasures before the incident fully erupted.

Now, Liu Siyan rather regretted having “Brother Feng’s Star-Chasing Live” start the broadcast an hour earlier than planned.

Her original intention was to use the broadcast to draw in Su Bai’s real fans and muddy the waters.

After all, the majority of people at the scene were indeed Su Bai’s fans.

Liu Siyan had only arranged for a handful of people.

If only those few had attacked Xu Mingkun, once the police began investigating, their involvement would have been easily exposed.

But with a large crowd, it became inevitable that the other side would have an opportunity to respond.

Still, perhaps this was for the best—falsehoods and truths tangled together.

As the situation continued to ferment, Xu Mingkun’s most devoted fans sprang back to life in comment sections everywhere.

“How ironic! Just days ago you made such a fuss sending our Kun Kun a lawyer’s letter. And now? You’re the ones receiving one!”

“My heart aches for our Kun Kun—injured and unable to receive timely treatment!”

“To be honest, we’re angry too, but we’d never stoop to the barbarity of those thugs!”

“That’s right, let’s leave the truth to time. Time will show who deserves punishment and who is truly innocent.”

“I even followed Su Bai for a while. Sorry, I’m unfollowing now—our Kun Kun is still the best!”

“I wonder if Kun Kun’s injury will affect his basketball. That would be such a shame—he’s the coolest on the court.”

“Kun Kun basketball fan +1.”

“Kun Kun basketball fan +10086.”

Inside Tiancheng Entertainment, Song Liang and Su Bai sat together, helpless smiles on their faces.

Song Liang said, “See? This is the PR power of a major company!”

“Terrifying, isn’t it? They can turn the tide with the slightest advantage.”

“And if they don’t have an advantage, they can create one.”

“Even though the truth isn’t out yet, I’m almost certain that ‘Brother Feng’s Star-Chasing Live’ was their wedge—their tiny advantage to topple us.”

“I never expected that the vows made by those people a few days ago would be used against us!”

“You’ve seen it yourself—countless entertainment bloggers reposting those fan declarations.”

“And adding comments: ‘If this isn’t a toxic fan circle, then what is? Even making oaths!’”

“We still have a lot of growing to do.”

Su Bai nodded in agreement. Indeed, if they had a professional PR and legal team, they wouldn’t be in such a passive position now.

But all of this depends on money.

It was time to put the commercial rights to their songs on the agenda.