Chapter 96

When Shen Tang came out of the police station, Gu Huaian's face looked a little unhappy.

Shen Tang secretly glanced at him a few times. "Are you angry?"

Gu Huaian squeezed his eyebrows and was very helpless. "Now you're clever, but when you were talking earlier, how come you didn't think there might be danger?"

Shen Tang opened her mouth. "I didn't think of it at the time..."

"A 5,000 character self-criticism."

Shen Tang's eyes shook:!!!

"Can it be a little less?"

"If you try to bargain again, the number of words will double."

"Okay, 5,000 it is." Shen Tang's eyes were full of tears. It hadn't been long since she last wrote a self-criticism, how did she end up having to write so many more words this time?

She really wanted to complain - didn't he say he liked her? Was this how he liked her? She doubted that everything he said was fake.

Gu Huaian knocked Shen Tang on the head, wondering if it was full of water instead of a brain.

"Don't think randomly."

"Oh..."

With this matter settled, the crew resumed work.

Shen Tang had no choice but to start the life of working hard to shoot the drama during the day and racking her brains to write self-criticisms at night.

She had just written a few words when Shen Tang started to get a headache. She looked to Yuan Yuan for help pleadingly, "Yuan Yuan, good Yuan Yuan, help me..."

Yuan Yuan shook her head helplessly. "Sister Tang Tang, I can't. And the handwriting would be different..."

Shen Tang's hopes were dashed as she withdrew her gaze.

After barely cobbling together eight hundred words, Shen Tang threw down her pen and gave up. "I'm not writing anymore, whoever wants to write can write!"

"Really?" Yuan Yuan's expression clearly didn't believe her.

Shen Tang: "......"

Shen Tang picked up her pen in humiliation and collapsed on the table crying bitterly: "Wuwuwu, why is my life so bitter...!"

"Can you search online for help?"

"That guy will check for plagiarism!"

Yuan Yuan slowly opened her mouth wide. He was that strict? "Oh right, online there are shops that help write papers, they should also be able to help write self-criticisms." She seemed to have heard someone mention it.

Shen Tang's eyes lit up. "Let me search for some!" Sure enough, there were many such shops on Taobao. Shen Tang picked one with a lot of good reviews and high scores, then directly placed an order.

【Customer Service Qingqing: Dear, may I ask how many words does the self-criticism need to be?】

【Lin Daiyu Uprooting the Weeping Willow: 50,000 words, must be written by yourself, the other party will check for plagiarism, needs to be rewritten if it exceeds 1%】

【Customer Service Qingqing: Dear customer, have you violated heavenly laws?】

When Shen Tang looked, she realized she had accidentally added an extra 0.

【Lin Daiyu Uprooting the Weeping Willow: I'm so sorry, it's 5,000 words. When do you think you can get it done?】

【Customer Service Qingqing: Dear, it will require about five days, will that work for you?】

【Lin Daiyu Uprooting the Weeping Willow: That can work, remember it needs to be original writing.】

【Customer Service Qingqing: No problem dear ^3^】

Gu Huaian had given her half a month's time. Now it was already several days later, minus five days, there would still be enough time to hand copy it.

So Shen Tang put the matter out of her mind for the moment and started to concentrate seriously on shooting the drama.

The stricter a director was, the faster or slower the shooting efficiency tended to become.

That's right, there were two extremes.

For those with good acting skills, with the director's guidance, they could get the scene approved in one or two takes.

For those with poor acting skills and thin skin, being scolded by the director was enough to have them on the verge of a breakdown, to the point they almost forgot how to act.

Just now, two supporting characters had cried from being scolded for not taking things seriously.

Shen Tang rather wanted to go comfort them, she couldn't bear seeing others cry, but the director's words made sense -

"No one will coddle any of you in this industry. Without seriously working on your acting skills and fawning over people in a servile manner, sooner or later you'll be eliminated."

Shen Tang sighed. Who wasn't scolded heavily when they first entered the industry?

In her last life when she first entered the industry, because she lacked connections, resources, and acting skills, she had played cannon fodder roles, corpses, and all kinds of extras without end while enduring endless scoldings.

Her acting skills did admittedly greatly improve because of it, but it wasn't as inspiring as a protagonist in novels, because she remained a no-name 18-line actress right up until her death.

Thinking of this, Shen Tang felt so aggrieved she almost cried.

Wuwuwu, her life was so miserable...!

So this life she might as well just take it easy; things could just happen however they did.

Calculating the days, it would soon be time for her contract dissolution. It was just right for her to quit then.

Thinking of her carefree rich life after having money but no job, Shen Tang was so happy she almost laughed out loud.

"Sister Tang Tang, Sister Tang Tang!"

Hearing Yuan Yuan's voice, Shen Tang came back to her senses. "What's up?"

"The director is calling you."

Only then did Shen Tang realize that everyone was actually looking at her. What was going on? Did something happen? She felt nervous inside but didn't show it externally. She got up and walked over.

"Director, were you calling me?"

The director had two completely different personalities when filming versus in private. No matter how good the relationship was privately, when working he would be all business without showing any personal favoritism.

The director didn't look to be in a good mood. "You're trending."

"Huh?"

Taking the phone over, she discovered a photo of her standing crying in front of the police station entrance. Gu Huaian who had been standing next to her was cropped out, and in his place was a middle-aged bald man who happened to be passing by on the street instead.

The angle this photo was shot from was also very clever, making it look as if Shen Tang was crying while looking at the middle-aged man.

The person who released this photo was also quite smart, not writing any captions with it, which resulted in the comment section getting extremely lively.

Relying solely on this one picture, netizens began letting their imaginations run wild making up stories.

【This makes me want to cry too after imagining an entire sadly unrequited love story...】

【Are you serious, person above?】

【What's Shen Tang crying about? Am I the only one who thinks she looks quite beautiful crying?】

【It should be a close relative being imprisoned, Shen Tang is too grieved over it】

【Then might that be Shen Tang's boyfriend? emmm he's probably quite rich...】

Many people refuted this comment, but without proof they could only say Shen Tang wasn't married yet.

Suddenly, a female celebrity outside of the top 18-lines liked this Weibo post and sent an ambiguous Weibo post: Congratulations on getting married @Shen Tang

A woman's thoughts were simple. Shen Tang being married was something she could confirm to be true, after all she had heard Shen Tang discuss it with Wang Ge when chatting that time.

Moreover, she hadn't said anything else or lied about it either. Even if Shen Tang wasn't happy there was nothing that could be done.

Netizens completely lost it and soon dug up that the two belonged to the same company, so this news had a 80-90% chance of being true.

Shen Tang was actually married?

It couldn't be to that middle-aged bald man right!?

Some comments were quite nasty, with extremely rude words being said.

【Hahahaha, this gold-digger Shen Tang has finally gotten married. I really don't know how she could bring herself to marry down like that.】

【Makes no difference with the lights off】

【It actually does make quite a big difference hahaha】

Fans came out to do PR control since Shen Tang and the studio hadn't released any statements yet. They didn't believe this was real.

Tao Sister and some diehard fans even used the app developed by Uncle He's Son that allowed them to scold others without curses at an extremely fast speed.

Often by the time the other side finished typing their words, they already had ten messages sent back.

Among them, the fan named "My Awesome Buddha" was the most amazing. She could be called the ace among the fans, adeptly switching between over a dozen small accounts to fight one against a hundred.

The black fans began questioning their lives after being countered to such an extent.

Why do all you fans seem to have eight hands? How can you all type so fast?