After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 53: The Truth! Glenn’s Honored Guest

Translator: _Min

The video lasted only a scant dozen seconds.

It clearly captured the woman walking into the frame, collapsing, and then being helped up by a hand.

Except for faces obscured to protect personal information, everything was

evident.

Whether she was struck or had fallen ill, the distinction was unmistakable.

Xu Ruotong’s pupils constricted sharply. Before she could even react, a third Weibo post appeared.

[@SiFuqing: Please do take legal responsibility for your words. I’m waiting for you. @XuRuotong]

Upon reading this, Xu Ruotong’s face drained of color. Her hands trembled as she tried to delete her Weibo post, but bizarrely, it seemed locked. No matter how many times she clicked, it refused to disappear.

Meanwhile, a new trending hashtag popped up: #SiFuqing, Hit and Run.

Originally spearheaded by a troll, the top post under the hashtag was now the video shared by Si Fuqing.

Anyone who clicked could see the truth for themselves.

[We’ve cracked the case; Si Fuqing clearly saved someone. Who said she hit and ran? Were they even using their brains?]

[Who is this Xu Ruotong? An 18th-tier model? Why is she so keen to jump into this?]

[I smell a rat. Xu Ruotong knows Lin Qingyan; I bet this has something to do with her too.]

[Please, Si Fuqing is nowhere near Lin Qingyan’s league.]

Si Fuqing’s video turned Xu Ruotong’s Weibo post into a laughingstock.

She frantically watched as more and more people ridiculed her for concocting a story based on a single photo and accused her of clout-chasing.

Delete or not, her tweet had already been screenshot by multiple social media accounts.

Her hands shook even more violently, her face ghostly pale.

She snatched up her phone and dialed Lin Qingyan, her voice quivering, “Qingyan, save me! You have to save me!”

“Ruotong, why did you act so impulsively?” Lin Qingyan sighed, “You even said you’d take legal responsibility. How can I save you now?”

Xu Ruotong deeply regretted her harsh words. “What should I do then?”

“Apologize first. Say you didn’t know the full story and were only trying to do the right thing,” Lin Qingyan advised, “Pacify your fans, paint yourself as the victim.”

Xu Ruotong screeched, “Apologize to Si Fuqing? Impossible!”

Lin Qingyan chuckled, “Not to her, to the netizens. But you’ll need her not to press charges. Don’t worry; I can help you.” Xu Ruotong finally calmed down. “Fine, I’ll consult my agent.”

On Weibo, netizens continued their chatter.

[Wait! Did anyone notice that Si Fuqing isn’t wearing makeup in that photo?]

[I saw, but you can’t really see her face clearly. She’s wearing a mask, but her eyes look really nice!]

[Come on, plenty of people look pretty with a mask on. If Si Fuqing was really that beautiful, would she even need makeup?]

[Exactly, if I were that good-looking, I’d go out barefaced every day.] The gossip eventually dwindled, and the crowd dispersed.

On Si Fuqing’s computer, the scrolling characters and code came to a halt.

Ignoring the barrage of messages from Xu Ruotong’s fans, she touched her chin thoughtfully.

“So you can pin tweets in the trending topics. Renting out this space as ad space could turn a pretty penny.”

Although she didn’t have fans, she was ironically better known among netizens than Xu Ruotong due to her numerous trolls.

She wasn’t sure whether to feel happy or sad about this.

Just then, Jiang Changning’s call came through. Her voice was tinged with concern. “Si, are you alright?”

It It weren’t ror tne Internet, sne wouldn’t nave Known tnat all tney              was send a passerby to the hospital, only for such a fuss to ensue.

“Minor issue,” Si Fuqing closed her laptop. “Almost sorted. How about you? All good?”

At the time, she had also feared being framed for a scam, so she had taken the precaution of recording the incident.

She didn’t plan to release the video, but someone just had to get on her nerves.

“No one came to look for me, either. Why are they only targeting you?” Jiang Changning furrowed her brows.

“Hmm, I have some suspicions, but I’ll need to confirm them. Calculating the time, the patient should wake up by tomorrow. I’ll go visit her,” Si Fuqing said, leisurely stretching her arms. “I have to go teach my students now. We’ll talk later. ”

She ended the call and looked up to see Xu Xiyun staring at her with a worried expression.

“What are you looking at?” Si Fuqing kicked him lightly. “Get to practicing. If I’m not worried, why should you be?”

Xu Xiyun scratched his head. “If the emperor’s not in a hurry, why should the eunuch be?”

Si Fuqing applauded him. “Good, you also like to insult yourself. You’ve learned that quickly, even if you haven’t inherited anything else from me.”

Xu Xiyun was silent.

He didn’t want that particular inheritance.

“Tomorrow, I have to make a trip to the hospital,” Si Fuqing said, straightening her hair and looking rather indifferent. “You all continue practicing in the morning. The day after tomorrow, we’ll select the songs. The theme has already been decided.”

“I’ve seen it. You guys can choose the song ‘In Paradise.’ Its style leans toward the dark, so the makeup will be quite striking, which will help the audience remember you.”

As soon as she said this, the trainees seemed surprised.

“Teacher Si never disappoints,” Xie Yu remarked casually. “Right from the start, you’ve chosen the hardest one out of the nine songs.”

“Yes, it’s quite challenging,” another trainee timidly added. “The climax has a rap section. If you don’t have a solid foundation, you can’t keep up with the rhythm.”

“Difficult?” Si Fuqing raised her head, narrowing her eyes slightly. “If you find this song difficult, do you still aim to join Glenn? In Glenn, this is a beginner-level song.”

“Though I do wish for it,” Xu Xiyun said somewhat disheartened, “I’m also aware of my limitations. How could a small fry like me enter Glenn?” Si Fuqing propped her chin and arched an eyebrow. “What if?”

Xu Xiyun opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.

In the Great Xia Empire, apart from Yun Lan and Qu Lingyun, who else could be treated as esteemed guests by Glenn?

Unfortunately, one had retired from the limelight, and the other was elusive. Neither was within their reach.

The remaining artists, even if they had been to Glenn, were not part of that core circle, causing people from other countries to look down on Great Xia.

“I actually think ‘In Paradise’ is a good choice,” Xie Yu paused, “No one will likely compete for it, so we don’t have to worry.”

In the group competitions, some songs were easy, some hard. Therefore, the groups would compete, and the winning side would get to choose.

The competition also included sports relays, featuring swimming and running.

“Alright,” Si Fuqing said calmly, “Other than Xie Yu, it seems that none of you are particularly athletic. Just do your best in the competition.”

Xu Xiyun was silent. Damn it!

Xu Xiyun turned his head. “Brother Xie, I want to train with you.”

“Sure,” Xie Yu nonchalantly brushed some dust off his dance outfit. “Wake up at 4:30 a.m. tomorrow and run ten kilometers with me.”

Xu Xiyun was silent.

Never mind.

He would gracefully make his exit now.

At noon, Si Fuqing headed to the cafeteria.

She preferred to sit by the window and enjoy the view, so she didn’t go back to the mentors’ lounge to eat.

The trainees, aware of today’s drama, kept glancing in her direction. That was until Mu Ye suddenly shouted, “Hello, Teacher Lin.” Lin Qingyan smiled and greeted them, walking straight to a seat by the window.

Si Fuqing didn’t even lift her head, just continued to nibble on her fried chicken.

“Si Fuqing, do you know you’re about to be kicked off the show?” Lin Qingyan said, standing beside her. “Do you think just because the issue has been clarified, the producers won’t remove you? Do you know how much damage you’ve caused the show?”

There isn’t much fairness in the entertainment industry. For someone without connections or background, a single excuse would suffice.

Si Fuqing wiped her hands unhurriedly. “So, you don’t want your face, but also don’t care about your legs.”

She lazily chuckled. “Want me to break them for you?”

She picked up her chopsticks, seemingly looking for a suitable spot.

Lin Qingyan’s smile faltered, a chill racing up her spine.

Though their conversation was not loud, it caught the attention of the other trainees.

Unable to hear the specifics, Mu Ye and Lu Yan immediately looked over.

“Fine, let’s both step back,” Lin Qingyan steadied herself, her tone indifferent. “If you don’t pursue the matter with Ruotong, I’ll ask the producers to keep you on the show.. How does that sound?”