I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

Last month’s royalties were 2 yuan?

This seemed to be more than she expected.

Could it be on some recommended list?

But Jiang Zhiyu did not have time to check the internal message of Weiyu. Instead, he transferred the 2 yuan manuscript fee to Jiang's mother's bank account.

Then, he called Jiang's mother.

"Hello, Ayu, ahem, is that you? How are you doing over there? Are you eating well?" Soon, Jiang's mother's somewhat hollow voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm fine." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't tell if he was sad or happy. "I transferred some money to you. Did you receive it?"

"Money?" Jiang's mother seemed to be stunned. "I'll ask your father to take a look. Why did you transfer money here? Well, you don't need money anywhere outside. We are doing well at home. ... I received it, I received it. Why did you transfer so much money?"

"Ayu, have you seen the negative trending searches on Weibo? I tell you, those are all exaggerated by the reporters." Suddenly, the person on the phone became Jiang's father. "Since the last time, the debt collectors haven't come into the house much. They just spray paint outside. It just looks scary, but it's actually nothing. Don't be afraid!"

"Yes," Jiang's mother took over the conversation, "Your father has found a buyer for his truck. Ahem, you really shouldn't be in such a hurry to send the money. Isn't the agreed repayment date not here yet? Take care of yourself first, be good."

Hearing the slightly restrained voices of Jiang's father and mother, Jiang Zhiyu's eyes moved slightly.

The heart that had been floating in the air and never opened since it came to this era, slowly seemed to warm up.

"I will take good care of myself." Jiang Zhiyu held up his phone and checked the time. "Your cough has lasted for a long time. You'd better go to the hospital."

"You, why are you like your father? I just got some cold water a while ago and I just coughed a few times. Why go to the hospital and waste that money?" Jiang's mother covered her chest, a little hesitant.

"Ayu is right. You've been coughing for a long time. You need to go see a doctor!" Father Jiang continued, "Ayu, don't worry. I'll take your mother to the emergency room in a while! Take care of yourself over there! If you've been wronged, tell your parents. At worst, you can just not participate in this show! As for the debt, we can save some money and pay it back!"

"Yes." Seeing that Jiang's father promised to take Jiang's mother to the hospital for a checkup, Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly, "Thank you for recording the video for me. ... I have to hand in my phone. If there is any emergency later, you can call the program team to contact me."

"What are you thanking me for, kid? Okay, okay, go ahead and be busy! Don't tire yourself out!" Father Jiang gave two more instructions before hanging up the phone.

Seeing that there was about 1 minute left, Jiang Zhiyu opened Weibo to see what the domestic entertainment celebrity had to say.

However, I accidentally discovered that the number of her fans has exceeded 300 million, and her private messages are almost all gentle and encouraging words.

……

*

Different from the relaxed atmosphere on Jiang Zhiyu's side, the air pressure exuded by Meng Zhenyue's side was terribly low.

The moment she saw the first ranking, her eyes were filled with disbelief.

It's only been a few days and Jiang Zhiyu's ranking has soared to first place?

How can this be?

The backend database is down?

Meng Zhenyue kept refreshing the webpage like a puppet, but Jiang Zhiyu's votes were getting higher and higher, even leaving Tina, who was in second place, far behind.

However, her own ranking dropped from fourth to sixth. If the fans or company of seventh-place Li Zhiyu increase their votes, she, Meng Zhenyue, will fall out of the "debut position"!

How can this be?

Meng Zhenyue was a little confused and couldn't help but recall the scene when Jiang Zhiyu was called out by the staff at noon.

But this was not the time to focus on Jiang Zhiyu. She immediately picked up her phone and called her agent, wanting the company to help her get more tickets.

At least, we should maintain the sixth position, right?

But she didn't expect that as soon as the call was connected, before she could say anything, her agent started scolding her.

"Think about it carefully. Aren't the resources allocated to you by the company enough? Take this "Top Stream" for example. How much money did we invest in promoting you? But what about you? You got an SR in the initial evaluation! You're worse than an amateur with no background!"

"If you didn't have the company backing you up, do you think you could keep your sixth place?"

"Anyway, the company won't invest any more resources in you until we see results. You'll have to take care of yourself!"

"Brother Fei, I..." Before Meng Zhenyue could react, a "beep beep beep" sound came from the other end of the phone.

"Zhenyue, did Brother Fei hang up on you too?" Seeing that Meng Zhenyue looked unhappy, Song Xianyin came over and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, no." Meng Zhenyue immediately put away her phone and smiled delicately, "He is training new people and is a bit busy. He told us to take care of ourselves."

"They are busy signing new people." Song Xianyin didn't care. She sneered and leaned close to Meng Zhenyue's ear, "I heard on the phone that they seem to be collecting information about Jiang Zhiyu."

Collect information about Jiang Zhiyu?

Meng Zhenyue's smile froze on her face.

Could it be that Chenxing Entertainment saw that Jiang Zhiyu had no company and was so popular, so they wanted to sign her before the end of this season of "Top Stream"?

But why?

She, Meng Zhenyue, is the future of the new generation of Chenxing Entertainment!

"Don't think about it, the time is almost up. Otherwise, just post the dance you recorded before coming on Weibo to canvass votes." Song Xianyin reminded helplessly.

"Yeah." Meng Zhenyue reacted quickly. He immediately clicked on Weibo and edited a paragraph of text.

Unfortunately, before I could upload the dance, the music in the recording studio suddenly started playing.

It’s time to put away your phone!

"Excuse me, can I upload another video?" Meng Zhenyue held up the phone and smiled at the staff.

It wasn't a big deal.

The staff member was about to agree, but unexpectedly met Jiang Zhiyu's clean and clear gaze, and couldn't help but take Meng Zhenyue's phone back.

"Sorry, we have rules! Otherwise, it would be unfair to other contestants."

Meng Zhenyue felt suffocated for a moment, but couldn't get angry in front of the camera, so she just smiled and let it go.

And she blamed Jiang Zhiyu for this.

*

In the live broadcast room, netizens started a heated discussion.

Curious Cat Repair: What kind of staff are these? Why are they so strict? What's wrong with asking us to post a video? I want to see it!

Fu Fu: Meng Jie fans, please respect yourself and don’t lose your popularity! Since you are participating in the show, you must abide by the rules! The staff did nothing wrong!

A Shuang: What a fantastic show, they even sent out cell phones to solicit votes! Almost all the ladies posted on Weibo! I won’t say more, I’m going to enjoy the sight!

66: hhh, so cool, just came back from Weibo! Who understands? The Chinese entertainment sweet girl who spread rumors about Jiang Jiang has announced her retirement from the Internet, and will also accept administrative penalties!

Tian Shang Yue: Hehe, it has to be me, Jiang Jiang! Whenever I think of her comment, I can't help but laugh out loud! Hhh, hello, do you have a press card?

Zibuyu: It's pretty good. By the way, it has rectified the messy status quo of self-media! By the way, why didn't Jiang Zhiyu post on Weibo? I want to see the top students and beauties, sob.

Little Bear Loves Latte: Ahhhhhh, Jiang Jiang replied to my private message!