After Ji Fanxing's performance, what exactly did he go and do?

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“Join forces with Chu Hao’s fans? What the hell?!” Shen Zhiyao was utterly confused and could only hang up the call and open Weibo to see what was going on.

She hadn’t expected that the moment she launched the app, countless private messages would flood in, causing her phone to freeze for nearly thirty seconds. Alarm bells rang in her mind. For a manager’s account to be overwhelmed like this, the issue was certainly not trivial.

It took her some effort to access her messages, where the unread count had already turned a glaring red “999+” and was still rapidly climbing.

“Is the exposé true? Chu Hao and Lu Tianyu are cousins, Chu Hao’s mother is the head of River Mountain Entertainment, and Ji Fanxing cozied up to Chu Hao on the show just to get resources from River Mountain Entertainment?”

“Did Lu Tianyu go to the ‘King of All Singers’ live just to mess around backstage with Ji Fanxing?! Say something! You’re his manager—how could you let this happen?!”

“How could someone as scheming as Ji Fanxing, who’ll stop at nothing to climb up, be worthy of writing songs with Tianyu?! What kind of manager are you?!”

“Is Song Qing’s exposé true? Did Ji Fanxing deliberately butter up Chu Hao on the show, then use him to meet Lu Tianyu, and only collaborate with Tianyu by selling her looks?...”

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The more Shen Zhiyao read, the deeper her frown became. Searching for the key phrase “Song Qing exposé,” and connecting it to those private messages, she more or less pieced together what had happened.

Lu Tianyu wasn’t idle beside her either—he also opened Weibo and was instantly seared by the headline on his homepage, reading it out in shock:

“How did Lu Tianyu and Chu Hao, the two brothers, end up being toyed with by the schemer Ji Fanxing?!”

“Who even is this Song Qing? Is she out of her mind?!”

Suppressing his rage, he forced himself to click on the so-called exposé.

@FlyingFishBabySongQing:

“Hello everyone, I’m Song Qing, a contestant from ‘King of All Singers.’ Haha, it’s been so long since I’ve referred to myself that way—I really miss those times...

First, congratulations to ‘King of All Singers’ for a perfect season finale. Looking back on those competition days, I’ve got a lot of feelings...”

Lu Tianyu impatiently scrolled past Song Qing’s self-important ramblings, finally getting to the main points.

“I only found out about Chu Hao’s background by chance, but I didn’t think much of it at the time and still treated him as an ordinary teammate.

But later, I noticed that every time I rehearsed with Chu Hao, Ji Fanxing would come to him, claiming she wanted to discuss music.

At first, I could tell Chu Hao wasn’t very willing—maybe because of the ‘Landscape Scroll’ project—but he didn’t flatly refuse her.

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But ever since Ji Fanxing once made me leave for the stage setup and spent time alone with Chu Hao, he didn’t seem to mind her visits as much.

I really don’t know what happened between them back then... Chu Hao even brought Ji Fanxing and her teammates to shoot an ad for his family’s company...

Thinking about it now, if I hadn’t been so focused on the competition and had realized Ji Fanxing’s hostility toward me sooner, maybe that incident with the flower petals wouldn’t have happened...

Forget it, I won’t talk about that... Maybe I’m overthinking—after all, I have no proof (bitter laugh).

Lately, people keep asking me if it’s true that Ji Fanxing is writing a song for Lu Tianyu. Well, to be honest, I’m not surprised.

A friend of mine even told me that during the finals, after performing, Ji Fanxing went into a restroom with a man for some unknown reason, and there was quite a commotion.

The man’s silhouette looked a lot like some popular idol. At the time, I joked that my friend must’ve been seeing things.

But now that I think about it—sigh...”

By the end, Lu Tianyu’s grip on his phone was so tight his knuckles stood out, nearly flinging the device across the room.

“She’s just spouting nonsense!” The always cheerful young man now had a glint of darkness in his eyes.

As the top idol in the entertainment industry, every aspect of Lu Tianyu’s image, private life, and even the smallest gesture was scrutinized, distorted, and endlessly discussed.

He’d long grown used to rumors and smear campaigns, sometimes even finding amusement in the tabloid stories.

But this time, Song Qing’s outright fabrication infuriated him like never before.

Shen Zhiyao, her expression grave, kept scrolling, focusing on the comments below.

Most netizens were clearly being led by Song Qing’s post.

“So Chu Hao’s background is that powerful—Ji Fanxing really has skills, managing to tame that rebellious prince.”

“Hilarious—if you want to compete in the finals, why not just compete in bed!”

“The internet never forgets! Heaven has eyes—Ji Fanxing almost got whitewashed, but nobody’s forgotten how low she stooped before, even crippling her own sister’s leg and never admitting it.”

“You know the internet remembers, but do you even know what kind of person Song Qing is? Doing those things with a pervert backstage, suppressing her teammates—have you all forgotten?! You believe someone like that? Where’s your brain?!”

“It’s not that I want to believe it, but for one thing, Ji Fanxing’s disappearance after the performance is a fact. It was a live broadcast—everyone saw it.”

“Yeah, and she was faking that sisterly bond with Hailan—that’s so fake, probably just cover for sneaking off with Lu Tianyu in the restroom under the guise of writing a song.”

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“I bet the song Chu Hao wrote in the finals was actually penned by Ji Fanxing to curry favor with the prince, then credited to Chu Hao...”

“If you don’t curry favor with the entertainment industry’s crown prince, how else do you manage to latch on to a top star?”

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By now, Shen Zhiyao understood why Chu Hao’s and Lu Tianyu’s fans had joined forces to attack Ji Fanxing. She analyzed the situation calmly.

Song Qing’s exposé was just a trigger—an explosive and worldview-shattering topic to ignite the public’s curiosity and urge to discuss.

Adding to that, the obvious presence of paid trolls steering the conversation, casting doubt on Chu Hao’s songwriting talent and making up stories about Lu Tianyu’s private life, had completely set their fans off.

It was a well-laid chain trap, the goal being to have the entire internet turn against Ji Fanxing.

In Shen Zhiyao’s eyes, Song Qing’s exposé was full of holes. In no time, she’d already thought up a response.

The trickiest part was how to both soothe the fans and clarify the relationship between Lu Tianyu and Ji Fanxing.

The first option was to flatly deny everything—simple and direct, but it would inevitably be seen as overcompensating.

The second option was to admit to attending the live show, but say he never met Ji Fanxing. But this would be risky to handle; it could provoke a backlash from the fans.

Plus, they’d need to account for Ji Fanxing’s whereabouts after her performance in the finals and make sure she was willing to cooperate with their clarification.

The last option, and also the best, was to stay silent and watch from the sidelines. After all, even though Ji Fanxing was making waves lately, she was just a rookie champion.

Her status in the entertainment world was miles below that of a top star like Lu Tianyu—he could easily wash his hands of the matter and let his fans trample this upstart into the mud.

As for Ji Fanxing writing a song for Lu Tianyu, there was no contract, and a mere five-hundred-thousand-yuan transfer didn’t prove anything.

Shen Zhiyao weighed the options in her mind. Soon Lu Tianyu would be starting his nationwide tour and releasing a new album—nothing could go wrong at such a critical moment...

Ji Fanxing... What did she really do after the competition? Was she... someone who could be trusted?