Chapter 160: The Sarcastic Route Is a Dead End, Is Director Wang Celebrating Too Early?

The trifles Sister Ge mentioned were by no means simple. They included negotiations with the show "I Am an Actor," monitoring public opinion, preparing public relations drafts in advance, and establishing various contingency plans. In short, it was quite complicated, especially the bickering with the production team. In order to ensure Bai Ling remained in a good state, Sister Ge was naturally willing to take all these matters upon herself.

"Sister Ge, you're so good to me!" Bai Ling said with a smile.

After ending the call, Bai Ling planned to get a good night's sleep, but the system became restless.

"The host caused quite a stir today. System rewards are being issued..."

Bai Ling was stunned. "Wait? I get rewards for trash-talking?"

Strictly speaking, Bai Ling had only been sarcastic and cryptic toward Wang Dagang and Wen Yan; it didn't really count as swearing. But she could get rewards for this too? "System, aren't you being a bit too willful?"

The system replied, "The way this system determines and issues rewards depends on the fame and reputation gained by the host. The methods used do not affect the final judgment."

Bai Ling fell silent. "I've thought of a critical path. Do you think it's feasible?" There had been many cases in her past life where celebrities became famous for their sharp tongues. Being able to get rewards just by roasting people sounded great; Bai Ling wanted to try it.

The system warned, "I advise the host to think twice. Being overly sharp-tongued does not necessarily mean the public will like you, and the rewards issued by the system will not be very generous."

Bai Ling felt quite regretful. "Look at you, you dog of a system, you really have a knack for crushing your host's subjective initiative."

At this point, the system stopped speaking, presumably calculating the rewards. Finally, the rewards were issued.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining ten hours of Dimensional KTV usage time!"
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a VIP service card!"
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill—Perfect Flexibility!"
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill—Balance Master!"

The first two rewards needed no introduction; they were old acquaintances. As for "Perfect Flexibility," while it was called a skill, it felt more like a patch. When the reward was issued, Bai Ling felt an incredible sense of comfort throughout her body. It was as if her meridians and bones were being stretched by a professional master of traditional Chinese medicine—a feeling of indescribable relief.

Girls naturally have better flexibility than boys, and those who study dance are even more exceptional. Bai Ling's flexibility was already astonishing; things like the splits were effortless for her. But now, she discovered that her range of motion was even greater. Even top-tier dancers would be filled with envy and jealousy after seeing it. Just as the skill name suggested, it was perfect.

As for the second reward, "Balance Master," this item had two functions, one of which was controlling the balance of objects. There was a spectacular performance in her past life that used a single feather to support a dozen branches, cleverly utilizing the principle of leverage to achieve perfect balance. That performance had garnered countless fans on a talent show.

However, Bai Ling valued the help this skill provided to her own body even more. After acquiring this ability, her cerebellum felt as if it had become many times more developed. She could control her body's balance with much greater ease. Do not underestimate this; in reality, it was immensely helpful. It ranged from daily life to stage performances in dance programs, or even the auxiliary use of wire-work in wuxia or xianxia dramas. Some actors couldn't even handle wire-work properly, leading to accidents or awkward movements. But starting today, those problems would not plague Bai Ling.

Although the previous production, "The Crown Princess," had simple conditions and didn't require wire-work, the upcoming project, "Honey," was a xianxia romance. Wire-work would be essentially unavoidable. Now, Bai Ling could skip the adaptation process, and the final visual effect would be significantly improved.

Having secured the rewards, Bai Ling lay back, feeling content. "I have received the rewards, System. You may withdraw. Her Majesty needs to rest."

System: ...

Meanwhile, Wang Dagang and Wen Yan could barely sleep. Wen Yan, at least, was tossing and turning in bed, picking up her phone to scroll through comments about her. Upon learning that she had been labeled "pick-me," she trembled with rage. "Detestable Bai Ling! Damn you, Bai Ling! What did I do wrong? Why treat me like this? I won't accept it! Bai Ling, I'm going to draw circles and curse you! You'd better sleep with one eye open tonight! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Compared to Wen Yan's impotent rage, Wang Dagang was making call after call. "That's right, it's that Bai Ling. Didn't you say you were thinking about collaborating with her? Listen to me, don't use her. She dared to mock me, do you think she wouldn't mock you? Can you handle a prickly character like her?"

"Director Lin, long time no see. Let's discuss something. Help me take a stand regarding this Bai Ling business..."

"Producer Fang, oh? You guessed the purpose of my call right away? Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"President Zhou, you're joking, right? How could I possibly be brought down by this girl? Don't mind the online public opinion. I've already made the arrangements; no one will hire her for filming. I'll show you how I slap her in the face!"

Wang Dagang had been in the industry for many years, so he naturally knew many people. He called them one by one to confirm their stances. Eventually, after ensuring that ninety percent of first-tier crews and one hundred percent of second-tier crews and companies would not invite Bai Ling to participate in film and television activities, a smug smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Bai Ling, let me show you what real connections and power are!"

Although the public opinion online was not favorable to him, Wang Dagang still didn't take Bai Ling seriously. Things like public opinion and trending topics would naturally disappear in a couple of days. The least important thing in this circle was the voice of the public. Not to mention his deliberate targeting of one person, even if some artists committed unforgivable mistakes, didn't they just return to make money after a cooling-off period? What influence did it have? Internet memory? That thing was optional; it could be covered up with money. What was truly important were top-tier resources and valuable connections.

"You want to fight me? Do you even deserve to?"

Wang Dagang picked up his wine glass, puffed out his large belly, and drank it down with a feigned air of elegance. His face wore a look of satisfaction and malice. Anyone who didn't know better would think Bai Ling had already fallen. This couldn't even be called opening champagne at halftime; it was more like holding a victory banquet before the battle had even begun. If Bai Ling knew his mindset, she would probably be unable to resist making another sarcastic remark.