Chapter 403 – The Aloof Male God’s Exclusive CP – Who’s More Unlucky (10)
Scrolling spam was called scrolling spam for a reason—too many people typing at once. Often, you wouldn’t even finish reading one message before it was pushed away by the next.
The onlookers were far too excited. Even Wei Rushuang, who was on the mic queue, couldn’t stop the flood of messages. Besides, speaking up at this moment would be unwise. It would only give the other side more ammunition—claiming she was trying to cover up the truth or lashing out in embarrassment.
What a massive piece of gossip this was.
Wei Rushuang trembled with anger.
These people—especially that Gaogaoxingxing—had gone so far as to fabricate witness testimony just to slander them. It was utterly outrageous.
Ding-dong—
Wei Rushuang clicked on the flashing notification icon at the bottom right corner of her computer screen.
“Shuangshuang, don’t pay attention to them. We didn’t do anything wrong, so we didn’t do anything wrong. Stay happy~”
The message was from Bai Tang, with a big laughing emoji attached.
When did Tang Tang log on? And he even saw all that… Don’t take those things to heart…
Wei Rushuang was already furious enough as it was—if Bai Tang had seen everything, wouldn’t he be even angrier?!
“I’m fine,” Bai Tang said. When he saw Lin Zigao teaming up with someone else to lie, he really had been angry. But after Qiu’er and Xiao A talked to him, he let it go. The angrier he got, the more it would play right into the other side’s hands.
In the reception hall, Lin Zigao and Ye Yinghuo were still jumping around causing trouble. Bai Tang privately messaged Coffee No Sugar.
[Pine Cone]: Sister Coffee, are you okay?
[Coffee Without Sugar]: I’m fine. You’re the one who’s been put in a difficult spot. I did approach Ye Yinghuo before about voice acting, but he thought the pay was too low and didn’t take it. Our budget isn’t large—we had no reason to pour most of our funds into one person. I never expected him to turn around and bite us today.
Just talking about it was enough to make her furious. In their chat history, Ye Yinghuo had never clearly refused the role. He only gave vague responses like “I’ll think about it,” clearly intending to push her into raising the pay. She hadn’t taken the bait—and now he’d exploited the ambiguity.
[Pine Cone]: There’s no point in staying with the production team anymore. I’ll withdraw from the project and give the role to him.
A newcomer shouldn’t fight head-on with veterans. Bai Tang had just arrived and wasn’t in a good position to confront them directly.
[Coffee Without Sugar]: That’s not necessary. You signed an agreement. No matter how much they jump around, as long as I’m still the director, I won’t agree to letting him join the team.
[Pine Cone]: Actually, I do have personal reasons too. Lately, I want to free up more time to spend with my partner, so my schedule’s a bit tight. If I leave the project, I’ll have more time.
Bai Tang didn’t want to cause trouble for others—but he wasn’t lying either. Qi Yuanxu really had been extremely busy lately, running around promoting nonstop like a spinning top, barely even able to eat a hot meal. It genuinely pained him to see that.
Coffee Without Sugar took it as a comforting excuse. After persuading him a couple of times and seeing that he wouldn’t change his mind, she said nothing more.
With Bai Tang taking the initiative to withdraw, the matter seemed to end there. However, Lin Zigao took it as a sign that the other side was afraid of him. Unable to resist showing off, he logged into a small alt account and gloated a bit.
“If he wasn’t feeling guilty, why would he quit the project? Now it makes everyone else look like villains, as if we forced him out.”
Ye Yinghuo also popped up, playing the good guy.
“Actually, I never meant to force Pine Cone out. He’s already started voice acting, and changing people midway would delay everyone. I won’t compete with Pine Cone for the role. President, please pass this on to him—ask him to come back.”
What a perfect move of retreating to advance. Bai Tang was just sitting in class, yet somehow a pot came flying down from the sky and landed squarely on his head.
Bai Tang, who was earnestly listening to the lecture, had no idea about the turmoil raging in the Ling Tian Voice Acting Club. Meanwhile, Wei Rushuang, who was constantly monitoring the situation, was furious to the point of explosion. Playing the whore while trying to build a chastity arch—that phrase was made for people like this.
And it didn’t stop there. Ye Yinghuo might not have taken on the role in the end, but once the incident spread, his fans—the Fireflies—were having none of it.
Why should someone who stole Brother Ye’s role quit the production in embarrassment once exposed? That was clearly pushing boundaries, applying pressure on the production team—trying to make Brother Ye take the blame so they could demand an apology. What a scheming bitch.
The Fireflies clamored to defend their idol, and Ye Yinghuo took the opportunity to solidify his fanbase. He spoke up to comfort them, saying, “I’m fine. Thank you all for your concern. Let’s just let this matter end here.”
After all, Ye Yinghuo had fabricated evidence and lied to help a friend. He felt guilty himself—ending things here would be for the best.
But what they never expected was this: just because they didn’t want to pursue the matter didn’t mean their fans wouldn’t.
The Fireflies and the Gaoliang fans couldn’t swallow the injustice done to their idols. They were determined to dig Pine Cone out and force him to apologize to their beloved masters.
They mobilized their connections and started tracing IP addresses. If not for Qiu’er and Xiao A blocking them at every step, Bai Tang would have been doxxed long ago.
They hadn’t expected the other side to be this capable. With so many people acting separately, they still couldn’t uncover Pine Cone’s background. The frustration built up in their chests, stuck halfway up and down—so infuriating they were about to explode.
When one plan failed, another followed.
Wasn’t Shuang Manyue and Coffee Without Sugar on the same side as Bai Tang? They must have Pine Cone’s contact information.
Sure enough, Qiu’er and Xiao A had focused solely on protecting Bai Tang’s personal information and overlooked the fact that others could be used as entry points instead.
As expected, someone hacked Wei Rushuang’s account and found Pine Cone’s contact note. His basic information was laid bare.
“Third-year finance major at Z University.”
“Holy crap—someone like this is actually from a top university? No way he got in fairly, right…”
When you dislike someone, even their breathing feels wrong.
In the eyes of the Fireflies and the Gaoliang fans, every single thing Bai Tang had ever done became a black mark. Even the most ordinary actions were twisted into pretentious acts. Some people even wrote complaint letters and sent them to Z University’s Student Union and academic advisors.
After class, Bai Tang was inexplicably summoned by his advisor for a talk. Naturally, Bai Tang firmly denied everything.
The advisor said, “I’ve been with your class for over two years. I more or less understand everyone’s character, and I don’t believe you’re that kind of person. For your safety, why don’t you move back into the school dormitory? Living outside is never completely safe.”
Bai Tang understood what the advisor left unsaid. They were worried he might face retaliation outside. Living on campus would be safer—non-students couldn’t freely enter the dorm buildings. Compared to being off-campus, it offered an extra layer of protection.
Bai Tang thanked them sincerely. “I’ll think about it. Thank you, advisor.”
Because of this incident, fans of Lin Zigao and Ye Yinghuo even took their complaints to Z University’s voice-acting club, reporting Bai Tang and Wei Rushuang and claiming they didn’t deserve to stay in this circle. The club members were driven to distraction. Those who knew Bai Tang and Wei Rushuang felt they weren’t that kind of people at all. As for those who didn’t know them, their favorability toward the two plummeted.
Who even were these people? If they wanted to cause trouble, couldn’t they do it somewhere else? Why drag it into a school club?
Under pressure from the fans, Coffee Without Sugar, Wei Rushuang, and Bai Tang were expelled from the Ling Tian Voice Acting Club.
The harassment didn’t stop there. They targeted Bai Tang with prank deliveries and bombarded Wei Rushuang’s phone with calls.
“This is my fault—I dragged you into this.” Seeing the exhaustion beneath Wei Rushuang’s eyes, Bai Tang felt deeply guilty. This had never been the female lead’s responsibility in the first place. If she hadn’t stood up for him, she wouldn’t have been pulled into this mess.
“Ha—if something this small could defeat me, they’d really be underestimating me,” Wei Rushuang said. Though she was thoroughly annoyed, she was the type who grew more determined the more setbacks she faced. “I’ve already had people gathering evidence. I still haven’t been able to contact the original author—he went abroad for surgery and is still recovering, so he can’t come online yet. That’s why we couldn’t clear things up immediately.”
She continued coldly, “They counted on that. No one can reach the original author, and with their incomplete screenshots, it’s easy to let people’s imaginations run wild and use that to attack us. By the time the author recovers and can go online, this whole thing will probably have been forgotten anyway.”
Wei Rushuang sneered. “Tang Tang, don’t lose heart. We won’t let them get what they want.”
The Wei family might not wield overwhelming power, but they had money—and money could make things happen. She refused to believe that two petty clowns like them could really do anything to her.
After finishing the discussion, Wei Rushuang looked back at the soft, gentle Bai Tang.
“Maybe you should move back to the dorm, Tang Tang. At least there are security guards there. They won’t be able to get in…”
Her words also reminded Bai Tang of something important. He wasn’t afraid of danger—he had more than enough ability to protect himself. But he couldn’t let those people disturb Qi Yuanxu.
Ah Xu was already exhausted from work. If he had to deal with people staking out the villa, unable to even return home, how much trouble would that cause?
Bai Tang nodded. “I’ll go back and pack my things this afternoon.”
Wei Rushuang smiled. “That’s the right choice. Want me to help you?”
“No need,” Bai Tang replied. “I don’t have much stuff. I’ll just go back and grab my laptop…”
Bai Tang didn’t want to make enemies. He believed they were merely being incited, so he logged on and posted an explanation on Weibo, thinking that after some time, things would calm down.
He never expected that his patience and kindness would only invite them to push even further.
Qiu’er and Xiao A were furious.
Tang Tang might be able to endure it—but they couldn’t.
Qiu’er rummaged through the system space and pulled out a little straw doll he had exchanged points for long ago. He’d never had a chance to use it before. Now, at last, those points wouldn’t go to waste.
Ding—Your Curse-Doll System · Qiu is now online!
For the system, looking up information was no problem at all. Qiu’er singled out several of the most aggressive troublemakers—the ones leading the charge—and wrote down their names before viciously stabbing the straw dolls.
He was extremely precise in his actions. He wouldn’t actually cause serious harm, but the suffering was very real. If they went to the hospital, nothing abnormal would show up. At most, they’d be told it was because they stayed at home too long, lacked exercise, needed to adjust their daily routine, live more healthily, and maintain physical and mental well-being.
The people who were pricked by Qiu’er’s needles became unhappy—and when they were unhappy, they wanted everyone else to be unhappy too. Not only did they refuse to stop, they escalated the cyberbullying even further.
The more they targeted Bai Tang, the harder Qiu’er stabbed.
And so, a vicious cycle was born.
Xiao A wasn’t idle either. Stabbing straw dolls had to be done one by one—no matter how fast Qiu’er was, he couldn’t keep up alone. Xiao A’s specialty was misfortune talismans. These talismans didn’t need to be physically attached to a person to work. Systems had to keep up with the times, after all.
He extracted the power of the misfortune talismans and transmitted it into the comment section of Bai Tang’s Weibo. Through the network, it was sent directly to the IP addresses of users who insulted Bai Tang. As long as they touched a computer again, the bad luck would travel along the internet cables, seep into their keyboards, crawl up their fingers, and spread throughout their bodies.
They had so much free time—enough to follow the crowd and curse others without even understanding the truth. Fine. Let them suffer some harmless bad luck. Maybe then they’d learn to mind their own business.
Author’s Note:
The male lead didn’t appear at all in this chapter. I promise—he will show up in the next one. For sure!