Chapter 439: A Mandatory Life Lesson — Disenchantment
Chapter 436 of "Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore" starts with thrilling twists: After happily releasing another wave of explosive information about Han Jae-woo, Xiao He logged off... Continue the story!
After happily releasing another wave of explosive information about Han Jae-woo, Xiao He logged off the Korean websites.The bloodless battle online was already enough to give Han Jae-woo a major headache. The once-promoted image of a young grand slam of domestic Best Actor titles had now turned him into a rat scurrying in the streets of his own country.
After Han Jae-woo's several pieces of Damaging Information were dropped one after another, no one even remembered that Han Jae-woo had stolen Xiao He's video anymore—after all, in the eyes of many, this was never a big deal to begin with. So he stole it, so what? Han Jae-woo had already deleted the related videos, and it hadn't affected Xiao He in any way. Xiao He hadn't pursued the matter either, so this incident should just be turned over and forgotten, leaving everyone in peace.
As for Han Jae-woo's current breakdown, it had nothing to do with Xiao He.
After dealing with Han Jae-woo, in the afternoon, Xiao He took Xiao Chen to scout locations around the neighborhood and also went to check out the nearby plaza.
They even took a look at the legendary Walk of Fame with its many celebrity handprints.
Well, let's just say that many things, once seen with your own eyes, directly lose their mystique.
If Xiao He hadn't confirmed they were in the right place, he would have thought they'd taken a wrong turn.
First of all, the sidewalk was much narrower than Xiao He had imagined, with barriers blocking off most of the street on the side. The overall impression could be described as shabby and rundown. Many of the paving tiles on the ground were cracked and stained with mottled grime. Thanks to the local conditions, there was also a faint, indescribable stench lingering in the air, making people frown.
Fortunately, after walking for a short while, they reached the most bustling area of this place. The surrounding buildings gradually became cleaner and more attractive, adorned with starry, glittering decorations. The shops on both sides also featured many Hollywood elements, the road widened, and many temporary stalls were set up in the middle, mostly selling food and souvenirs.
There were also many performing artists on the street, even some dressed in bizarre costumes.
This place was not quite as imagined.
It seemed that the once-coveted halo that people in the industry flocked to had gradually faded with the passage of time, ending up like this now—something that feels tasteless to keep but a pity to discard, leaving one to sigh at how time flies.
Finally, adhering to the principle of "since we're already here," Xiao He still took check-in photos at several of the more popular spots for future Weibo updates.
During this time, Xiao He even ran into some of his own fans.
"Ah, Xiao He! We all really like you!"
"Brother Xiao, can we get your autograph?"
"Brother Xiao, is it okay to take a photo?"
There weren't too many people, so Xiao He very readily agreed to their requests. Passersby nearby glanced over a few times but then, as if used to such scenes, continued on their way.
There was, however, a little episode during the autograph session.
A fan who was particularly quick with online news, knowing about the recent events back home, finally couldn't contain her curiosity upon seeing Xiao He in person and asked him, "Brother Xiao, have you checked Weibo recently? Do you know about that thing with Han Jae-woo? How come your team hasn't released any statement? We're really worried about you."
This question was somewhat overstepping boundaries, but Xiao He knew the other person meant no harm and was simply concerned about him. He didn't show any displeasure on his face. Instead, he blinked and smiled, saying, "Thank you for your concern. But you don't need to worry about this matter. We just need to focus on doing our own things well. I will also work harder in the future to produce more and better works. Thank you, everyone."
As expected, Xiao He's response, along with the news of his chance encounter with fans in Los Angeles, quickly made its way back to China.
The previously angry netizens quickly calmed down.
Xiao He's reply was quite firm and confident, without any beating around the bush or ambiguity. It carried a faint sense of disdain.
The Little Box fans who were preparing to cross over to the other side to start a fight also gradually calmed down and didn't go over to cause trouble—of course, also because the other side was already in an uproar. When the Little Box fans went over, they found they seemed to have no role to play anymore. So, after observing the battlefield for a bit, the Little Box fans decisively and coolly left, not participating in the chaotic war of words on the Korean websites.
Everyone then happily celebrated on their own turf.
Xiao He didn't know that his response had once again ignited passionate discussion back home.
It seemed that, without anyone noticing, the discussion volume and heat surrounding Xiao He's topics had become an undeniable core force within the entertainment circle...
The next day, Xiao He went with the production team to the vehicle depot to check the cars' conditions and took the sports car for a practice run in advance to prevent any issues during the next day's shoot.
When the day of the official shoot arrived, the entire production team started preparing very early.
Although the scheduled time was around 1 PM, by about 7 AM, Xiao He was already sitting in the makeup room getting his makeup done.
A production assistant came over again to confirm the situation with Xiao He. Finally, a staff member helped Xiao He put on an earpiece and helmet.
The earpiece provided real-time updates on the scene. Xiao He got into the orange Pagani he was responsible for and successfully started the vehicle.
Accompanied by Tannis's serious reminders in the earpiece, the Pagani officially drove onto the street of the central route—