Chapter 42: Teacher Yu, Let’s Go Make Some Money

No matter what, let’s return to the starting point.

They needed to earn that one hundred yuan.

The straightforward approach that Li Wanbai suggested—just go for it—was clearly an excellent method, but few agreed. In today’s society, the minority still follows the majority.

Quan Hao really wanted to take the ferry back to Haicheng.

Although using this method definitely wouldn’t get them back to Haicheng.

Ye Xiruo still wanted to resist a bit, “Letting Teacher Yu perform on the street could easily cause a commotion!”

“Isn’t causing a commotion a good thing? If there’s a stir, it means more people come. The more people, the more likely we’ll make money,” Li Wanbai replied with a bright smile.

“That’s not good!” Ma Xu shook his head repeatedly. “Wanbai, you may not quite understand how popular Teacher Yu is. If he really appears directly on the street, we might not be greeted by one hundred yuan, but by police questioning. Besides, letting Teacher Yu perform on the street could harm him.”

Li Wanbai uttered an indifferent “oh.” “That’s not our concern.”

Everyone was stunned.

What did she mean by that?

“It’s just as it sounds. We’re in a partnership with the production team, not a subordinate relationship.

If it were your boss at work making a request, you’d of course try to meet it. But in an ordinary ‘friendship,’ there’s no need to accommodate everything. It’s about time the production team did some work!”

As she spoke, Li Wanbai looked up at the production crew, her smile radiant. “I advise you to think carefully—Teacher Yu’s first street performance captured on camera, if you air this, your show will explode!”

The director’s expression shifted several times. He rubbed his stiff cheeks and resignedly nodded. “Li, you’re right. For our show’s ratings—Teacher Yu, go ahead boldly. We’ll notify the local government in advance!”

It really was a sweet burden.

If they were to perform on the street this afternoon, the production crew would have to speak with the local authorities now, secure government approval quickly, and organize security.

“I’ll need a guitar,” Yu Baichuan said, looking at the director, his dark eyes glimmering with an unusual light.

[Seriously? They're actually listening to lwb and letting him perform on the street?]

[What’s wrong with street performances? There are so many street artists nowadays; just because Yu Baichuan is a celebrity doesn’t mean he’s above everyone else. If that’s the case, I’ll unfollow.]

[Hey, stop threatening to unfollow like Yu Baichuan begged you to be his fan. Besides, did you listen carefully? Performing on the street was Yu Baichuan’s own idea.]

[Am I the only one focusing on something different? Baichuan says he used to perform on the streets, but in the past ten years, the paparazzi have dug up everything about him and never found that!]

[Not only did they not find that, the paparazzi didn’t uncover anything about Yu Baichuan before his debut!]

[I heard Yu Baichuan’s family has influence, so it’s normal nothing turns up. Still, I wonder—how did Li Wanbai know?]

[We’re just fans; there’s always a distance between us and celebrities. We can be friends, partners, but there’s always an invisible barrier. Li Wanbai is his wife, his beloved; it’s only natural she knows his past.]

[So, they grew up together as childhood friends?]

[Ha! Don’t just throw around terms. If Li Wanbai and Yu Baichuan count as childhood friends, then that term has no meaning left!]

[Your focus is bizarre. How does everything end up about Li Wanbai? Shouldn’t the focus be that Yu Baichuan is performing on the street? Will the production crew’s security be reliable? If an extreme fan hurts Baichuan, what then? This plan is too random; something will go wrong. I object!]

[What’s your objection worth? Are you going to cover the missing hundred yuan yourself?]

[…]

Li Wanbai patted Yu Baichuan’s shoulder, smiling, “Go for it, Yu Baichuan! Your task today is to earn five hundred yuan!”

“Five hundred? Why so much?” Ye Xiruo frowned, disagreeing. “Wanbai, I know you and Teacher Yu are close, but even in a close relationship, no matter how much Teacher Yu enjoys performing on the street, you shouldn’t force him! We only need to earn one hundred yuan today—why make him earn so much?”

“What do you mean, force? Do you doubt Teacher Yu’s talent and influence? Besides, you just said it yourself—one hundred yuan is what we need today. What about tomorrow? You can’t expect to skip breakfast and lunch and rely on the production crew to send you home in the afternoon, can you?”

Ye Xiruo was so intent on opposing her that she refused to think even one step ahead.

Ye Xiruo’s lips twitched, still wanting to protest, but she knew that saying any more would only cause trouble for herself. She lowered her gaze, looking pitiful.

[This is the first time I’ve seen someone as clueless as yxr. I hope she lasts longer in the entertainment industry, as a fool for us to watch.]

[Our little Ye is pure and adorable, not foolish at all! I’m dying.]

[Ye Xiruo is sometimes muddled, but you can’t blame her entirely. Some people are just like that, thinking from their own perspective as a template for everyone else. She’s not bad at heart! In fact, she’s quite kind; it’s just her ingrained way of thinking.]

[Isn’t this textbook self-centeredness? How can you excuse that?]

[How is she ordinary? If someone with that face is 'ordinary,' what am I?]

[Oh wow, she looks so pitiful! If I forgive her so easily, will I spoil her?]

[The internet is too powerful—anyone can share my screen.]

[Argue all you want, just don’t drag the fight onto Wanbai. She’s innocent this whole time.]

Su Chengzi posted this comment, exhaled briefly, and sneered at the barrage of messages defending Ye Xiruo.

She couldn’t believe that a young actress like Ye Xiruo, who hadn’t been in the industry long, could have so many diehard fans. Even Li Wanbai, who’s been around for years and won hearts with her beauty, wouldn’t have fans jumping out to defend her now. All these defenders were bought by Sunlight Entertainment to control the narrative.

How ridiculous. Li Wanbai had earned Sunlight Entertainment so much money, but they never controlled the narrative for her!

Su Chengzi touched her chin, thoughtful.

Sunlight Entertainment hadn’t made up for Li Wanbai; now she would do so herself.