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Chapter 48
The short dramas were produced with simultaneous post-production, so after just two or three days, all the works from "Good Drama PK Competition" were officially released online.
In the Yao family villa, Yao Xinxin returned to her luxurious bedroom. Now she not only had people attending to her three meals a day, but she also didn't need to wake up early and go to bed late as she did during the program recording period.
However, her mood hadn't improved much; instead, it was getting worse.
Whenever she opened her phone, she was greeted by a flood of abuse.
[Mindless sweet drama, truly insulting to our country's doctors, really unwatchable.]
Ẇ ӗb n̊о̀ṽ е̇ l̀ Ëṅ u m а
[Daily question: Has Yao Xinxin become unpopular today?]
[Actually, Yao Xinxin isn't that bad, but with her abilities, she'll probably only be able to act in these mindless dramas in the future.]
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[Of course, dramas with depth require acting skills. Does Yao Xinxin have any? dog head]
[Why hasn't this Yao Xinxin left the industry yet? Just seeing her makes me annoyed.]
[The plot of this drama is fine, but having Yao Xinxin play the female lead makes me uncomfortable.]
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"Damn it, just a bunch of bandwagon haters..." Yao Xinxin couldn't help wanting to throw her phone after reading these comments.
With increased popularity came all types of comments. She knew seeing these comments would make her feel terrible, but she still couldn't help looking. It was like self-torture.
In fact, evaluations of this drama were mixed.
Some people thought it was fine to watch without thinking, but others found the plot ridiculous. As the female lead, Yao Xinxin naturally bore most of the criticism.
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She had originally planned to use this drama to turn things around, but now it seemed the possibility was minimal.
With a soft "click," the door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Yao entered carrying a fruit platter.
Е̇ṅ ů mà.
Yao Xinxin was startled: "Mom, why are you here?"
"Cut some fruit for you," Mrs. Yao said with a smile in her eyes. "I heard your viewership numbers are growing rapidly, even about to break records. Many sponsors are looking for you to endorse products."
Mrs. Yao had been in a good mood lately.
Yao Xinxin's drama had high viewership, and though opinions were mixed, it had become popular.
She had even specifically checked Yao Bianliang's drama; although the comment section was filled with praise, the viewership was pitifully low, with few people interested.
Comparing the two, the difference was like that between clouds and mud.
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With this in mind, Mrs. Yao looked at her daughter with satisfaction: "Xinxin, you've done well this time."
Indeed, Yao Xinxin was more reliable, far better than Yao Bianliang. It seemed she hadn't recognized this daughter in vain.
Yao Xinxin bit her lip but didn't speak.
Indeed, the drama's viewership and statistics were good. With a cast of powerful actors, scriptwriters, and directors, luxurious production values, and the team buying trending topics daily, it would have been hard not to become popular.
But what she had hoped for was to improve her public image, not end up like this!
Mrs. Yao noticed something off about Yao Xinxin's mood and was somewhat confused: "Xinxin, what's wrong? You seem a bit unhappy."
Wе̂ bn о v̂ ӗ l Е n̊ũ m̈ а̊
Yao Xinxin: "Mom, you don't know... those people online are saying such awful things."
When people are vulnerable, they always seek comfort from those closest to them.
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Hearing this, Mrs. Yao didn't think it was a big deal.
Being a celebrity meant being criticized. When entering this industry, one should be prepared for criticism.
As long as she could make money and have traffic and popularity, nothing else mattered.
She said: "Xinxin, don't overthink it. Which celebrity doesn't have anti-fans these days? Don't pay attention to those internet trolls."
Е́ nu mа̊
Yao Xinxin felt somewhat hurt and called out "Mom" with dissatisfaction.
"Those netizens will attack me personally, even photoshop funeral portraits, saying all kinds of terrible things..." She paused, then continued, "I don't want to do those marketing activities recently. I want to stay home and rest."
Mrs. Yao frowned at this, feeling that Yao Xinxin was being too sensitive.
With her daughter in the entertainment industry, she naturally followed the related public opinion. At first, when everyone was recommending Yao Bianliang's group and disparaging Yao Xinxin's group, she had been genuinely worried.
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But later, public opinion gradually began to shift, with many people supporting Yao Xinxin's mindless sweet drama.
Now that she had gained popularity, it was just about enduring some criticism—what was the big deal?
Е num̂ â.. i.d̂
Mrs. Yao spoke earnestly: "Xinxin, if those comments make you feel bad, why not just avoid looking at them? Besides, you also have many fans who support you."
"Now is when you have popularity, so of course you should do more marketing. Giving up internet presence and marketing activities over such a small matter is putting the cart before the horse, focusing on the trivial while neglecting the essential."
"But..." Yao Xinxin was about to say something more but was sternly interrupted by Mrs. Yao.
Mrs. Yao: "Xinxin, your parents have given you so many resources to support you because we hope you can make us proud. You are so much better than Yao Bianliang, so you should work hard and not waste your talent."
Yao Xinxin bit her lip and didn't speak.
Whenever she heard Mrs. Yao mention Yao Bianliang, she always felt a bit anxious, worrying that one day the Yao family might choose Yao Bianliang again.
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Although this possibility was extremely small, if Yao Bianliang ever surpassed her, it could truly threaten her position.
"Besides, aren't you familiar with that Young Master Lu? You could try to interact with him more. I think that young man is quite good," Mrs. Yao smiled and continued, "Ask him to help clear your name, wouldn't that work? The Lu Group is enormous—helping improve your image should be very easy for them."
Yao Xinxin opened her mouth, wanting to say that she and Lu Yanchen were just friends, but the words reached her lips and ultimately weren't spoken.
Never mind. If she responded, who knew how far her mother would take this topic.
"Alright, alright, I understand."
Yao Xinxin took the fruit platter from Mrs. Yao and placed it on the table with a forceful "thud," as if venting her frustration.
Е nu m̊ӓ
Mrs. Yao looked at her helplessly but tolerantly: "Then get some rest early. I'll be going now."
"...Okay."
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Mrs. Yao left the room, gently closing the door behind her.
Yao Xinxin curled up alone on the bed, her mind involuntarily filled with those netizens' hateful words.
She sniffled, suddenly feeling particularly sad, and grabbed a pillow, throwing it forcefully to the floor.
Meanwhile, Yao Bianliang was also pulling her suitcase, preparing to change her environment and start a new life.
Ẇe.b̀ n о̂ v̊ el̃ Eñu m̌ã
Assistant Chen had already completed all the procedures; she only needed to pack her things, and she could move directly into her new home.
"Brother Long, you received an invitation too?" From not far away came the excited discussion of Xiao Hu and the others. "This is even a big production, congratulations!"
After completing filming, several of the supporting actors had successively received invitations from entertainment companies and directors' teams.
After all, everyone had witnessed their acting skills, and now that they had gained exposure, naturally new opportunities arose.
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Facing the current situation, everyone felt very happy.
Unfortunately, the short drama's viewership was really not high, which left everyone feeling some regret amid their joy.
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"Oh? Ms. Yao is coming out." Xiao Hu had sharp eyes and was the first to spot Yao Bianliang, immediately waving to her.
The others also looked over and, seeing Yao Bianliang carrying quite a bit of luggage, immediately came over to help.
"Ms. Yao, are you preparing to leave?"
Yao Bianliang nodded. The consistently low viewership of the short drama made her very happy, and the smile never left her face.
Her eyes looked toward Brother Long: "Brother Long has received a new script? Congratulations."
Brother Long was somewhat embarrassed, scratched his head, and laughed: "Actually, I should thank you, Ms. Yao. If you hadn't given me this valuable opportunity, I would never have had the resources I have now."
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Yao Bianliang paused: "This is something you earned with your own abilities, it has nothing to do with me."
Heaven knows, from the beginning she had assumed their abilities were weak, which is why she had selected this group.
If she had known it would turn out like this, she definitely wouldn't have made this choice!
But Dragon Guoqing clearly misunderstood her meaning.
Hearing this, he seemed somewhat moved and gratefully and earnestly added: "I will continue to act well in the future and will not disappoint your expectations of me."
Yao Bianliang: "......"
Еn̄ũ m̆a .í d̈
Actually, you don't need to continue working hard; you've already betrayed all my expectations of you!
It's worth noting that these were extras she had carefully selected, but in the end, their acting skills were comparable to the supporting actors Yao Xinxin had hired.
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Sometimes, Yao Bianliang didn't know whether to blame Yao Xinxin's supporting actors for being too bad or these extras for being too good.
Fortunately, although these people had outstanding acting skills, they couldn't overcome the drama's poor subject matter.
Now the viewership was still pitifully low, which was a blessing in disguise.
"By the way, Ms. Yao, you must have received many invitations, right?" Xiao Hu asked. "Do you have any new dramas planned?"
W̌ еḃnо̌v́е́ l Е̂ numӓ
But Yao Bianliang shook her head: "No, I plan to rest for two months."
Actually, she had specifically checked her inbox and found that she had not received many invitations—in fact, very few.
Most invitations came from small production teams, while those directors or teams with some reputation had ignored her completely.
Yao Bianliang wasn't sure if this was because her short drama's viewership was too low to be noticed, or if someone was suppressing her.
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But these things weren't important.
After all, in not too long, she should be able to successfully leave the industry and enjoy life while doing nothing!
W ё b̂ nо v é l̃ Е n̈_u m ӑ
Everyone also realized something and slightly dampened their smiles.
Indeed, for extras like them, this drama was an excellent resource, allowing them to use it as a springboard to become named actors.
But for Yao Bianliang, it was entirely different.
The drama's viewership was too low, so low that compared to hit dramas like Yao Xinxin's, it had no competitive edge.
No matter how high the praise rate was, if not many people watched it and it had no commercial value, then in the eyes of investors and some directors, this was a "failed" work.
So, Yao Bianliang's popularity had undoubtedly decreased significantly.
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Thinking of this, Xiao Hu couldn't help but carefully observe Yao Bianliang's expression.
Then he discovered that Yao Bianliang's smile was becoming increasingly evident, as if she had thought of something happy. Her entire person radiated vitality, her eyes filled with hope and anticipation for the future.
There was no trace of being discouraged.
Xiao Hu: "......"
Xiao Hu couldn't help but feel deep respect.
Was this the legendary "face unchanged even as Mount Tai collapses"?
Ẁ е̂ b́n̂ о̀v̀е̇ l E n úm̂а̇
Perhaps Ms. Yao had already guessed that this drama's viewership would be very low.
Perhaps for her, as long as she received good reviews from the audience and completed a quality work, that was enough. Whether the viewership was high or low didn't really matter.
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Realizing her smile was a bit excessive, Yao Bianliang cleared her throat and reined in her facial expression.
"Well then, everyone, I'll be going now." She waved to everyone, pulling her suitcase as she walked to the car that had come to pick her up.
Xiao Hu and the others stood in place, watching Yao Bianliang's departing figure, all feeling admiration for her.
In today's entertainment industry, people who didn't care about traffic and popularity were probably as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns!
Е̄ n ú m̂.а
"Brother Long, do you think we should do something for Ms. Yao?" Xiao Hu asked softly.
Long Guoqing scratched his head and finally sighed dejectedly: "We're just small actors who've just gained a bit of fame ourselves. What ability do we have to help Ms. Yao?"
Perhaps only after they had grown could they truly repay Yao Bianliang's recognition.
Yao Bianliang, already in the car, was completely unaware of their thoughts.
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In her view, she no longer had any connection with these extraordinarily skilled extras. Neither now nor in the future would she ever collaborate with these people again.
Actors with such good skills should go plague other production teams.
W е́ b̌n̈о̄ v̂ е̇l Е n̈ũ m̃ a
With this thought, Yao Bianliang closed the car window and looked down to check the message Zhou Fei had sent her.
Now that the short drama had been officially released, the marketing and PR personnel had all become busy. Although Zhou Fei and his team didn't need to help with promotion, they needed to monitor public opinion trends and handle various emergencies promptly, so they weren't exactly idle.
And today, Zhou Fei had specifically contacted her for guidance.
Zhou Fei: "Sister Liang, although you have repeatedly emphasized that we don't need to promote this drama and haven't allocated any promotional funds, we employees still feel we should repost a Weibo and share some updates. This way, we can at least give fans an explanation. What do you think?"
Yao Bianliang read his message and pondered briefly.
Indeed, she could excuse not doing any promotion by claiming insufficient funds, but if she didn't even post on Weibo, it would be too obvious and logically inconsistent.
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Moreover, because she rarely posted on Weibo, her account was becoming inactive, with fans commenting daily, urging her to manage her Weibo.
Anyway, most of her fans already knew about this finals production, so even if she didn't post on Weibo, it couldn't be hidden. Therefore, there was no need for excessive concealment.
With this in mind, Yao Bianliang said: "Alright. Have you also thought about the content for the promotional Weibo post?"
Zhou Fei was clearly prepared and immediately replied: "Yes. We had a brief discussion, and the Weibo promotional content will revolve around the theme of this drama. What do you think?"
Yao Bianliang's lips curved upward slightly.
Not bad, the young man had talent.
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If instead of focusing on the theme, they wrote "Yao Bianliang's latest work" and created buzz around her as the lead actress, wouldn't that be terrible?
Then the public would go watch the drama because of her name, increasing the viewership—how could that work?
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Yao Bianliang said with satisfaction: "That's fine. Proceed according to your plan."
Yao Bianliang was very confident in Zhou Fei.
His methods were naive, with no marketing sense. It wasn't for nothing that she had personally recruited him and appointed him as team leader.
If it had been an employee like Manager Zheng, he would definitely have suggested promoting around "lead actress Yao Bianliang" as a selling point; even worse, he might have suggested riding on Yao Xinxin's popularity, creating some drama.
Ẁ ӗb̈ nо̊ v̊ël̄ Е́ ńu̇ mа
But Zhou Fei was completely different.
Not only had he not thought of these tactics, but he had also proactively suggested creating Weibo content around the drama's theme!
See, this was what a reliable employee should be like.
Thinking of this, Yao Bianliang casually added: "By the way, I previously contacted content creator Feng Shiyuan, asking him to make a promotional video focused on criticism. I'll send you his contact information later, and you can coordinate with him."
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Zhou Fei: "Understood, I'll definitely complete the task."
He paused, then sent another message: "Sister Liang, should we link the two promotional plans together?"
Ẃé b.ňôv е́ l Е nu̇m ȧ
Yao Bianliang was startled: "Of course not! Let Feng Shiyuan post on his own. Don't create any interactive relationship with him."
Joking aside, doing linkups would be actively seeking popularity for herself.
After sending this, she still felt uneasy and continued: "Regarding Feng Shiyuan, delay as much as possible. Even if the video is posted after the finals end, that's fine."
"Also, don't put too much effort into the Weibo promotional content. Just focus on our drama's theme and do something simple, preferably brief."
On the other end of the internet, Zhou Fei pondered for two seconds.
It seemed that Sister Liang also strongly supported his idea of promoting around the theme of "paying tribute to medical personnel."
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And according to Sister Liang's meaning, this promotion needed to be sufficiently concise and powerful. The fewer words, the better it would reflect their core idea, making it immediately clear to people!
Thinking of this, Zhou Fei felt he had understood Yao Bianliang's intention.
He solemnly said: "Alright, Sister Liang, I understand."
Seeing this message, Yao Bianliang relaxed a bit and put down her phone with a light heart.
Understanding was good.
Zhou Fei's abilities weren't outstanding to begin with, and now she had provided overall direction, ensuring no major problems would arise. She felt very reassured leaving the rest to Zhou Fei.
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In a certain department's meeting room, the atmosphere was serious.
A professionally dressed middle-aged woman sat in the front row, facing everyone in the meeting room, reading through the precautions during the epidemic period point by point.
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After finishing, she looked at everyone: "Following instructions from above, we need to film epidemic-related promotional videos in the near future and conduct widespread reporting and promotion. Does anyone have good suggestions?"
This matter was neither too early nor too late—it needed to be done quickly.
Soon, everyone began offering suggestions, such as aerial filming of the current hospital situation, conducting street interviews, and producing science videos about epidemic prevention knowledge, and so on.
The woman nodded from time to time, instructing her secretary to take notes.
Е̌n ŭ m ӓ . і̊d̊
At this point, a young man sitting on the left said: "Actually, besides promotional videos, we might also consider using dramas for promotion."
Using dramas for promotion?
This was something no one had considered.
But thinking carefully, at this critical moment, having a positive drama enter the public eye would undoubtedly have a significant impact.
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"That's indeed feasible," someone nodded, "but such dramas probably aren't common, right?"
Actually, "not common" was quite an understatement; the truth was they were extremely rare.
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After all, in today's film and television industry, most works involving doctors and nurses were sweet romance dramas.
Handsome doctor male leads deeply in love with female leads, performing various romantic scenes, making viewers exclaim how shipping-worthy they were.
Truly positive dramas focusing on medical aspects were probably very few.
A low murmur of discussion arose in the meeting room. Some people shook their heads slightly, feeling this proposal's feasibility was too low.
But others, thinking of recently released dramas, revealed thoughtful expressions.
The woman in the main seat pondered for a moment and finally didn't reject this proposal.
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She said: "Alright, let's all look around. If there truly is a suitable drama, and if it can pass approval, then we can promote and publicize it."
