The Trash A Really Doesn't Want to Go Viral [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 9

Yu Youqing didn’t understand why Jiang Musheng’s expression suddenly froze. The atmosphere around them seemed to drop several degrees, making her shiver slightly despite the well-heated room.

“What’s wrong, Teacher Jiang? Did I say something wrong?” Yu Youqing asked.

Jiang Musheng turned and walked away.

Just like that.

As expected, Teacher Jiang really disliked having her privacy invaded—especially when it came to sharing contact information!

Yu Youqing became even more convinced her guess was correct.

But just as she was about to close her suitcase, Jiang Musheng returned, this time holding a long, thick black-and-white checkered scarf.

“Take this too,” Jiang Musheng said, handing it to Yu Youqing.

“There’s no need—” Before she could finish, Jiang Musheng stuffed the scarf into her suitcase. “When you get to the location, some of your cold-weather gear will be confiscated.”

“???” That’s insane! Before she could even condemn the show’s production team, Yu Youqing noticed something odd. “How did you know that?”

Jiang Musheng remained unruffled. “Li Rongcheng was my former teacher. He told me.”

Li Rongcheng was one of the show’s regular hosts, a veteran stage actor.

Yu Youqing: “But isn’t this also cold-weather gear?”

“Your own will be taken, but gifts from others won’t.” With the advantage of having read the show’s script, Jiang Musheng instructed, “Just say someone gave it to you.”

Yu Youqing was deeply moved. “Teacher Jiang, you’re such a good person.”

Jiang Musheng: “…” Next time, spare me the “good person” card—I’ve heard it so much it’s lost all meaning.

Yu Youqing thanked Jiang Musheng several more times but still didn’t bring up the contact information, happily heading upstairs to sleep.

–

The next day, on the flight to Beicheng, Yu Youqing took out the scarf.

Even in Songcheng, the weather had turned bitterly cold, with breath visible in the air. The scarf was incredibly warm, wrapping around her face completely.

Since her rebirth, Yu Youqing had been rather careless about her wardrobe. If not for her styling team, she’d just throw on whatever was convenient.

If she didn’t put in a little effort, she’d almost forget how good she looked.

She took out her phone and snapped a few selfies, admiring them afterward.

“When did you get this new scarf? It’s really nice,” Tian Tian praised, leaning in for a closer look. “You haven’t posted in a while—why not share one of these photos? Huh… I recognize this scarf. It’s been skyrocketing in price lately—20,000 yuan per piece.”

“That expensive?” Yu Youqing clicked her tongue, then realized—of course. Someone like Jiang Musheng, who earned so much, wouldn’t care about such trivial expenses. Even the ointment she gave her for frostbite was pricey and hard to get.

“The price shot up after Jiang Musheng endorsed it,” Tian Tian said, then showed her phone. “Have you seen this?”

Yu Youqing had just posted her selfie when she glanced at Tian Tian’s screen and froze.

Wasn’t that the question she had casually answered a few days ago?

But now, next to the question was a “trending” icon—it had already climbed to the top of the Q&A hotlist.

Tian Tian: “This anonymous user claims to be living with their idol right now. Whether it’s true or not, it’s gone viral… Now everyone’s trying to guess who the idol is. Fans are going crazy imagining themselves in that position. Look at these replies—things like ‘Your life is my dream, please give us more fantasy material.'”

Tian Tian didn’t notice the momentary discomfort on Yu Youqing’s face and continued, “This answer suddenly blew up last night. Everyone wants this anonymous user to share more details. I initially thought it was a publicity stunt, but after reading their only reply, it seems they genuinely adore their idol.”

Yu Youqing instinctively protested, “Nonsense!”

“What, have you seen it too?” Tian Tian grew more excited seeing even the usually indifferent Yu Youqing engaging in the discussion. “Even within the industry, artists have their own favorite actors or stars. Like Teacher Jiang—she’s many artists’ idol.”

Tian Tian asked, “Sis, don’t you have any artist you particularly admire?”

“I don’t,” Yu Youqing replied, already seeing Tian Tian open the reply from Anonymous User 009. She felt an inexplicable shame, as if her secret identity had been exposed, and turned her face away, adding, “How could I possibly have one?”

Tian Tian: “True.”

Yu Youqing sighed in relief. She hadn’t logged out after posting her promotional photo, so comments kept pouring in.

Only posting now that you’ve changed companies? Thanks, but no thanks.

Heartless and only knows how to hype. Your fans are gone, and anyone who dares speak up gets attacked.

Is that necklace around her neck the classic design endorsed by our Sheng Sheng??? You’re desperate for fame, still riding on Sheng Sheng’s coattails.

Wasn’t that red carpet incident enough for you?

Fans don’t need to go so crazy. Maybe she just bought it casually.

No way. That black-and-white checkered pattern is the classic design Sheng Sheng wore. It’s already sold out—she’s doing this on purpose.

LOL, maybe with someone else, but with Yu Youqing, this airhead? She only knows how to hype!

…

Yu Youqing glanced at them and turned off her phone.

“Don’t pay attention to those. After this show, you’ll start gaining new fans,” Tian Tian quickly changed the subject, thinking Yu Youqing was upset. “Are you familiar with the regular cast of the show?”

“Saturday Night” had two permanent hosts: Lü Fan and Li Rongcheng, both respected veterans in the entertainment industry with extensive connections.

Yu Youqing nodded, “I’ve met both, but I know Teacher Li Rongcheng better.” After a pause, she added with a smile, “Though ‘better’ might be an overstatement—he once criticized me.”

That was about a year before her career took a nosedive. Her company had arranged for her to be a guest performer on an acting show, telling her to just wing it. Her performance was a mess. Li Rongcheng, one of the judges, angrily told her, “An actor as impatient and exaggerated as you won’t last long!”

And indeed, she faded into obscurity. Looking back, Teacher Li was absolutely right.

Tian Tian gasped, “You’re not going to argue with Teacher Li when you see him, are you?! You have to stay calm.”

No.

Yu Youqing only wanted to say one thing to Li Rongcheng: I stand corrected—your foresight is truly divine.

“There are three guest stars in total, plus one mystery guest. Who could the mystery guest be?” Tiantian muttered curiously. The production team’s secrecy was impeccable. “It’s just a shame that apart from you and Yin Zi, the other guest is Liang Yitang. I don’t understand why she’s coming.”

Yu Youqing wasn’t worried. If Liang Yitang wanted to come, so be it. She was here to gain exposure, not to engage in some petty rivalry with Liang Yitang.

Tiantian added, “But I saw a lot of comments under the official Weibo post saying Jiang Musheng would be the perfect fit for the snow mountain mission. Many are speculating it might be her. If it really is Teacher Jiang, you should seize the chance to interact more with her.”

“Not a chance,” Yu Youqing said firmly. “No matter who the mystery guest is, it definitely won’t be Teacher Jiang.”

When she had been packing earlier, Jiang Musheng hadn’t said a word about it. Besides, everyone knew Jiang Musheng rarely participated in variety shows—let alone one as grueling as this.

Yu Youqing closed her eyes, ready to rest, but the in-flight entertainment happened to be playing the snow mountain film Jiang Musheng had starred in.

On screen, Jiang Musheng effortlessly carved down the slope on a snowboard, snow spraying in her wake as the board sliced through the air. Her face, illuminated as if by a radiant glow, exuded confidence and charisma—so striking it was impossible to look away.

“Wow, Teacher Jiang really embodies every role she plays,” Tiantian marveled, suddenly struck by inspiration. She leaned in and whispered her bold theory to Yu Youqing, “Remember that post claiming even big stars worry about their houses feeling lifeless when left empty, so they rent out their villas for dirt cheap? The place you found was also ridiculously affordable… Have you even met your landlord?!”

Tiantian’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “If that anonymous post was true, then this is literally the plot of ‘Top Celebrity Falls for Me’! Holy crap!”

Yu Youqing’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept her expression composed as she nudged Tiantian away. “I’ve met them. It’s not what you think.”

She added pointedly, “Love doesn’t just happen that easily. Cut back on the novels.”

Yet somehow, Yu Youqing, who had been ready to sleep, now felt wide awake. Her gaze lingered on Jiang Musheng’s image on the screen.

Had Teacher Jiang been appearing in her life a little too frequently lately?

Frequently enough to stir the faintest flicker of improper thoughts in her.

How absurd.

–

At the filming site of Snow Mountain Paradise, the crew was already in place, and one guest had arrived.

Liang Yitang was exchanging pleasantries with the two senior hosts. Though the weather was freezing, the indoor heating provided some relief. A massive floor-to-ceiling window offered a view of anyone approaching outside.

The camera crew, bundled up in thick layers, still struggled against the biting cold.

“Teacher, are most of today’s tasks outdoors?” Liang Yitang had dressed lightly for her grand entrance on camera, knowing first impressions mattered. The short walk through the snow had nearly been the death of her, but she’d toughed it out. Now, she refused to leave the warmth of the fireplace.

Li Rongcheng chuckled. “Plenty. I know this won’t be easy—you youngsters might not handle it well. It’s freezing out there. You can’t just prioritize style over comfort!”

Liang Yitang came primarily because she recognized the extensive connections Li Rongcheng and Lü Fan had in the industry, hoping to build relationships while also taking the opportunity to put down Yu Youqing.

She knew Yu Youqing had been publicly criticized by Li Rongcheng before, so he definitely didn’t like her.

“Teacher Li, did you know Sister Youqing is coming too?” Liang Yitang shifted the topic. “Sister Youqing probably wears even less than I do. Last time I ran into her on the red carpet, she actually gave me her coat in front of the cameras—right in front of the cameras! She really doesn’t seem to feel the cold.”

Li Rongcheng frowned sternly. “Yu Youqing is far too frivolous!”

No sooner had he spoken than Lü Fan glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window. “Old Li, who’s that?”

Everyone looked up, their gazes freezing.

Outside the window, an indistinct figure appeared.

As it got closer, they realized it was a person bundled tightly in a military coat, exuding an earthy, down-to-earth vibe from head to toe. The fur collar was pulled up so high that their face was completely hidden, and the brown furry hat on their head even had two ears, making them look like a bear bouncing cheerfully toward them.

Everyone: ?

A moment later, the person tugged the collar down slightly, revealing Yu Youqing’s face, small as a palm, her breath puffing white in the cold. Her bright eyes sparkled even more as she waved enthusiastically through the window. “Hello, teachers!!”

Li Rongcheng: ?

Who is this girl greeting??

Has Yu Youqing frozen her brain???

Is this any way for a female celebrity to look?!