Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
That night.
Just as the fans of both couplesâ were feverishly making their speculations, Beijing TV Station and Shanhe TV Station both broadcast their main TV series in the same primetime slots.
On Shanhe TV Station, âThirteen Bladesâ had already been aired a few prior, so the station manager was very confident.
âA good television drama like âThirteen Bladesâ is very rare. No matter how well âThe High Monkâ publicizes their show, itâll be impossible for them to beat us.â
âThe âThirteen Bladesâ audience retention rate is very high. Even the viewership rating has risen to 10%. With such a high viewership rating, as long as the plot doesnât collapse, it will definitely take first place in this yearâs viewership ratings.â
The people from Shanhe TV were full of confidence. Many of them were fans of Bai Rong and Han Tian. They had also watched the coupleâs interaction today and felt that it was very intoxicating. They were all waiting to continue watching the TV series in the evening.
At the same time, at Beijing TV Station.
Wang Hong was looking forward to the publicity on the Internet.
He had not expected that Fang Moâer and Shi Moâs popularity would have become as hyped up much as it had done. There were already quite a number of comments below. The first episode of âThe High Monkâ would be officially broadcast tonight.
Hence, even before âThe High Monkâ had been broadcast, the television stationâs viewership ratings had already started to rise.
Seeing this omen, Wang Hongâs brows relaxed.
Even the deputy station head had come over and patted Wang Hong on the shoulder. âItâs not bad, considering that the popularity has risen this much. This is definitely the biggest dark horse this year!â
Wang Hong smiled and said, âJust wait and see. Those people from Shanhe TV Station have been fantasizing about catching up to us every year. This year, they still wonât get what they want.â
Very soon, at eight oâclock sharp, the television dramas from both two television stations were broadcast at the same time.
Fang Moâerâs fans had been waiting a long time for this. They could not wait to sit in front of the television and wait.
Just then, Fang Moâer walked out of the room.
She saw Shi Mo sitting on the sofa with a depressed look on his face. He was bored from waiting.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Shi Mo had originally been about to get some food from the table, but when he saw Fang Moâer, he immediately lowered his hands and pretended to look weak.
Fang Moâer saw him frowning and walked over with concern, âWhatâs wrong?â
Shi Mo, who would usually not frown even if he was shot, suddenly hissed, âMy nerves may have been hurt.â
Fang Moâer became nervous, âWhat do you want to get? Let me get it.â
She recalled that when she had bandaged Shi Moâs wound, it had been really deep. She felt that Shi Mo did not seem to be faking his facial expression. The wound must be causing him a lot of pain.
Fang Moâer sat in front of Shi Mo, having forgotten that only one of Shi Moâs arms had been injured and that the other arm could still be used.
She brought the food to Shi Mo and fed him a few mouthfuls.
As she fed him, she asked, âBy the way, do you have the contact information of the lawyer for this case? I have something to tell you.â
Very quickly, Fang Moâer received the phone number and walked over.
She stood in the corridor and made a call, asking about the situation at the police station.
After learning that the lawyer sent by Bai Rong had just arrived, Fang Moâer raised her eyebrows and said, âI have some information here that I would like you to pass on to him.â
After saying that, Fang Moâer sent a document to the other partyâs phone.
âBai Rong, you want to use your die-hard fans to hurt me? I wonder if your die-hard fans will still listen to you!â
After doing all this, Fang Moâer returned to the hall.
She saw that Shi Mo had already turned on the television and there was a familiar tune playing in front of her. It was the theme song of âThe High Monkâ.
When Shi Mo saw her return, he immediately waved his hand.
Fang Moâer walked over to Shi Moâs side and sat down. Only then did she realize that Shi Moâs other arm was totally fine.
âAre you done?â Shi Mo looked at her leisurely.
Even though he was injured, she had continued to be so busy and had been ignoring him.
Now, he had to tie Fang Moâer to his side and not allow her to leave.