Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 406 If the harsh winter is not bleak, how can we see the warmth of spring?

Fang Ningxue's finger hovered over the mouse, and she involuntarily clicked on those large pictures.

The photos weren't high-resolution, and some were even just blurry screenshots from videos, but the image of Jiang Feng and An Ke standing together was still dazzlingly beautiful.

In the picture, one of the headphones is GG. Jiang Feng is leaning lazily on the sofa, and An Ke, wearing a white dress, leans closer. The distance between their noses is so close that it seems they are just a hair's breadth away from touching each other's breath.

The other picture is of Fragrance Guy. An Ke stands beside Jiang Feng, her wrist held in his hand with an extremely natural, even somewhat domineering, grip. The ambiguous warm light falls between the two, and the sexual tension almost overflows from the screen.

There's another photo, a candid shot taken during a break in the shoot. An Ke, wrapped in a large coat, stands to the side, while Jiang Feng whispers something to her. An Ke smiles easily—not a professional smile for the camera, but a genuine smile, a smile from someone amused by the person in front of her.

The intense, astringent sensation came without warning, fiercely shattering Fang Ningxue's seemingly impenetrable defenses.

The university dormitory at four in the morning was completely empty, devoid of any human presence.

My roommates were all still celebrating the Lunar New Year at their hometowns, and there were hardly any people around on campus. The entire dormitory building was deathly silent, so quiet that the only sound was the howling wind outside.

Only a dim little desk lamp on her desk shone forlornly.

Even with the dormitory air conditioner's heating on full blast, she still felt her hands and feet were freezing.

She subconsciously looked down at herself sitting at the narrow desk.

At this moment, she was wearing a loose and ill-fitting nightgown, her hair was casually tied back with a shark clip, and a few strands of hair hung messily on her pale cheeks.

Because I only slept four hours a day for three consecutive days, my eyes were dry and stinging, and there were dark circles under my eyes that I couldn't hide.

Fang Ningxue felt that the computer screen in front of her was a little blurry.

She thought that her nearsightedness had worsened due to the intense studying of reports during this period.

She blinked hard.

The next second, a tear fell onto the laptop.

She then realized that she wasn't nearsighted.

Tears blurred my vision.

On this cramped bedside table, there are budget sheets, workstation diagrams, customer service lists, and densely packed, cold numbers and tedious notes.

While others were enjoying family reunions, she was working overtime alone in this almost deserted campus.

Then, in this deepest, coldest, and most tiring night, I faced the extreme ambiguity between Jiang Feng and An Ke under the spotlight.

It's hard not to feel this way; it's also hard not to feel pain.

Every Reuters photo on the screen was like a rusty, dull knife, cutting into Fang Ningxue's heart again and again.

Of course she knew it was work, it was business.

She even rationally told herself countless times that the better the Jiangfeng esports was, the better the Zhengfeng esports would be.

However, reason cannot control physiological reactions.

Fang Ningxue gently wiped away the tears on her notebook.

She naively thought that as long as she ran fast enough and did enough, she could get closer to him.

But now, the images on the screen cruelly tell her: some gaps cannot be crossed by effort alone.

Ann could easily bring him top-notch business opportunities and allow him to stand in the spotlight as his lover, because they are from the same world.

And all I could do was sit in my empty dorm room during the Spring Festival, late at night, with a lump in my throat.

[A company controlled by a female capitalist will eventually destroy Fengshen!]

Fang Ningxue stared intently at the comment, and in the deathly darkness, gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Two lines of tears finally became uncontrollable, silently sliding down her pale cheeks and landing on the cold back of her hand, which was surprisingly hot.

What kind of "capitalist woman" is she?

She was just a humble working woman who broke down silently in the dead of night, and whose jealousy went unnoticed.

Fang Ningxue suddenly raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

There was no one in the dormitory. She could have burst into tears, but she still bit her lip tightly.

Snow and frost begin from this moment, and plants and trees will be renewed. If the harsh winter does not bring desolation, how can we see the warmth of spring?

Her life was dealt a bad hand from the start.

But the word "give up" has never been in her dictionary.

Who will kill the deer is unknown.

The one who laughs last laughs the best.

Fang Ningxue is not someone who gives up easily.

The next second, another post full of hostility appeared in the super topic:

[Tomorrow, the girls in Hangzhou will meet up at the filming location to get all the details.]

The team must see the fans' attitude.

We must ask that woman face-to-face what exactly happened.

Upon seeing this, the vulnerability in Fang Ningxue's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by extreme coldness.

The problem now isn't what Jiang Feng and An Ke filmed that turned out badly.

Instead, someone is stabbing Jiang Feng with a knife!

Someone leaked the top-secret itinerary, someone organized an offline ambush behind the scenes, and someone wanted to drag Jiang Feng's newly established business situation directly into the quagmire of fan backlash!

Fang Ningxue stared at the screen, her rapid breathing gradually calming down.

She could ignore the insults, but she couldn't ignore Jiang Feng. No matter who he liked, no matter who he dated, he was the core of "Zhengfeng Esports".

Even if it's just watching him walk towards someone else.

Fang Ningxue closed her eyes, took several deep breaths of the cold air in the dormitory, and forcibly suppressed the suffocating bitterness and grievance in her chest.

When she opened her eyes again, those bloodshot eyes regained the coldness and absolute determination that belonged to "Manager Fang".

Fang Ningxue did not act immediately.

She first went back to the super topic.

For a brief moment, she was indeed overwhelmed by her emotions.

But now that I've calmed down, and look at those posts, comments, and reposting links again, many things have become exceptionally clear.

This is not something an ordinary fan would break down in.

Ordinary fans would criticize.

It will be sour.

He can be sarcastic and unsettling.

They would question the team about why there was no publicity or promotion.

However, ordinary fans wouldn't simultaneously push together several lines of evidence at two or three in the morning: "unofficially announced business deals," "the woman's background," "fans' right to know," "the team's makeshift operations," and "offline blockade."

No one would release information about the filming location, plot tone, level of cooperation, or female lead of Feizhu GG at this time.

That's so complete.

It's so complete it doesn't seem like it was discovered by chance.

Fang Ningxue clicked on several of the earliest accounts that started the controversy.

New number.

small.

There are very few traces of forwarding.

But his rhetoric was extremely sophisticated.

Some people outwardly stand on the fans' side, saying, "Fans just want basic respect."

Some people outwardly sided with Jiang Feng, saying, "Xiao Jiang didn't debut based on fan support."

Some deliberately sided with Anke, saying, "It's nothing for a rich girl to pay to be a fan."

Each sentence may seem to go in a different direction, but they all end up in the same place.

To sow discord between fans and Jiang Feng.

To sow discord among fans and regarding an encore.

To sow discord between fans and the team.

Finally, the focus shifted to offline activities.

The more Fang Ningxue looked, the colder her gaze became.

She's not in the entertainment industry, but she's not stupid.

Moreover, during this period, she has been working on business development, investment promotion, and MCN for Zhengfeng Esports, and has already contacted many brands and content organizations.

She had heard of or seen many of these tactics, even if she hadn't used them herself.

When it comes to public opinion, whoever benefits from it is the most suspicious.

If Jiang Feng is indeed surrounded by fans today, affecting the Feizhu shoot, causing brands to have doubts about the professionalism of Jiang Feng's team, and even if An Ke is labeled as "bringing her own money to join the production" or "paying to follow celebrities," who will ultimately benefit?

They are the people who are competing with Jiang Feng for business resources.

Especially those in the entertainment industry who already see Jiang Feng as a threat.