"Play back the last phone call Xu Mo just made!" Song Yixue's urgent voice rang out in the room!
The staff immediately did as instructed.
They brought up the previous footage.
Song Yixue's gaze was piercing.
She didn't want to miss a single frame or second!
According to Song Yixue's request,
they played through it at double speed the first time.
She frowned, having them slow it down to 1.5x speed.
The earlier details about the extortion could be skipped entirely.
The key was the latter half!
Before long, Song Yixue indeed discovered the trickery!
She only kept the last third of the footage.
The playback speed was returned to normal!
She continued listening to the audio within.
Song Yixue analyzed it all calmly.
Her biggest advantage here
was that no one could disturb her.
After thinking it over for a bit more!
Song Yixue's attention fixed on the segment where Xu Mo was tearing clothes.
There was no video, only audio!
It was certainly impossible to determine anything from that.
Yang Jingxuan's shrieks were very natural.
Her reactions were also very fitting.
But upon further analysis,
that was not actually the case!
Looking at it from Xu Mo's perspective.
If he really wanted to openly defy the police and extort the show,
would he have Yang Jingxuan say so much nonsense?
There were too many suspicious points.
Putting herself in his shoes.
If she, Song Yixue, were truly kidnapped by kidnappers.
And could face having her clothes torn at any moment.
She definitely wouldn't dare say
too much nonsense when the kidnappers were tearing her clothes!
After all, words could contain coded phrases.
To provide clues for the police
and narrow down the scope!
Or she'd be certain the kidnappers wouldn't actually harm her,
and directly reveal the location!
To let the police swiftly raid and surround the place.
But she hadn't found any traces of such
in Yang Jingxuan's words.
It just made Song Yixue feel Yang Jingxuan was simply playing around.
No matter how realistic her tone, or how deferential,
it couldn't change the playful essence!
Combining the signs Xu Mo had displayed earlier.
The microwave explosion
hadn't harmed anyone.
It was just to mock and fool the investigative team members.
Song Yixue, who wasn't being led on, smiled charmingly.
"Well played, Xu Mo!"
"You got the actress the show prepared for you to cooperate and act with you!"
"Impressive!"
Everyone else instinctively thought Yang Jingxuan was on the show's side.
No matter what, she wouldn't betray the show.
But they had fallen into misunderstanding from the start.
Goddesses can also be swayed and switch sides when they see a handsome guy!
Song Yixue waved her hand, having her female secretary bring over the show's spare phone.
She dialed the number.
At the same time on the other end—
Buzz--- Buzz----
The phone on the table vibrated.
Knowing their massive plan had failed,
Yang Jingxuan wore a bitter melon face.
She curled up to one side, hands hugging her legs.
Seeing Xu Mo not answering the phone,
she woodenly reminded,
"Xu Mo, your phone rang."
"I heard it, I'm not deaf,"
Xu Mo was busy pondering other moneymaking plans.
Since they dared to call,
it meant the extortion plan had failed.
But that was to be expected.
With that big oaf of a partner Yang Jingxuan overacting as she did.
Even an idiot could guess it was fake after a while.
It was just a matter of time.
Reacting quickly after five minutes or slowly after five minutes.
Lies would inevitably be exposed.
But Xu Mo didn't care.
The phone rang again for a while.
Yang Jingxuan's noble nose wrinkled, impatiently getting up.
Wanting to go turn off that annoying ringtone!
Just as she was about to hang up,
she caught a glimpse of the caller ID from the corner of her eye.
It displayed none other than Song Yixue's name.
Yang Jingxuan was completely baffled, mumbling, "Why is the executive director calling?"
Her words caught Xu Mo's attention.
"Don't rush to hang up. Who did you say called?"
"The executive director, Song Yixue,"
Yang Jingxuan instinctively replied.
Damn!
It wasn't the show's host, Lin An'an.
But come to think of it.
This director's name was pretty artsy.
Just her name gave off a sense of artistry.
For that name alone,
Xu Mo wanted to chat with her.
It'd help pass the time.
He held out his hand, "Give me the phone."
Yang Jingxuan didn't know what Xu Mo was up to.
But she obediently did as told.
The call connected.
A bewitching mature woman's voice sounded in his ear.
"Hello? Is this Xu Mo?"
"It's me."
Xu Mo smiled.
"Shoddy extortion methods."
Song Yixue ridiculed.
Xu Mo shrugged, "Next time you guys want to mess with me, please send a smarter actress. The one you prepared has a few screws loose."
Upon hearing this—
Yang Jingxuan glared at Xu Mo.
This jerk called her stupid again!
She wanted to pounce at him, baring her claws.
Xu Mo held up a forefinger at her.
Yang Jingxuan understood and gradually lost her temper.
They could've extorted 10 million yuan.
But it seemed she had botched it.
Saying she was stupid didn't seem unreasonable.
"Did you call to chat with me?"
Xu Mo joked.
"Do you think I'm that bored?"
Song Yixue said flatly.
Xu Mo: "Let's cut to the chase then, I'll hang up if there's nothing else."
Song Yixue: "You don't actually want to become a real criminal, right?"
Xu Mo: "No shit, am I sick? Who likes committing crimes for no reason? I've got your show to thank for turning me into a criminal!"
Song Yixue: "It was improper planning on our part at the outset of the show. I sincerely apologize here! You won't face real pursuit, I assure you of that here! And I'm offering 300,000 yuan in cash as your compensation."
Slapping you then giving you a date,
to make you forget being hit?
There's no such good thing.
Xu Mo: "Too little!"
Song Yixue was stunned for a moment, her pretty fox eyes narrowed slightly.
"How much do you want?"
"10 million!"
Song Yixue was shocked!
As executive director,
she didn't make nearly as much as Xu Mo did in a day!
Song Yixue: "Impossible!"
Xu Mo: "Then I'm hanging up, don't waste my time. I just want to make money now!"
At this time, the show still hadn't completely shut down.
Song Yixue's gaze fell on the number of viewers watching the livestream backstage.
It had skyrocketed to over 30 million!
Just as Xu Mo was about to hang up—
Song Yixue's decisive voice rang out.
"The show can give you 10 million yuan!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
