Amusing Ourselves to Death Arc
Agent 30
Xin Yan won’t kill her; she will make her wish she were dead.
She will make her watch as the things she once took pride in slip away, her self-esteem shattered.
Xin Yan brought her to her former house, now empty and many decorations smashed by Shen Yun herself.
Xin Yan closed the door, sat down on the sofa, and crossed her legs.
Shen Yun stood there like a ghost, her mask still on.
Xin Yan dialed the phone, deliberately putting it on speaker.
“How’s it going? Are you satisfied with my exclusive?”
“It’s incredibly explosive, but, Lan Jie, isn’t this one of your people?”
The voice on the other end sounded somewhat puzzled and confused. Shen Yun had once been at the pinnacle of Xin Yan’s favor, and they used to avoid crossing paths to avoid any conflicts.
“She made a mistake and needs a lesson.”
Xin Yan didn’t say much, and the other person didn’t inquire further.
Hearing their conversation, Shen Yun was provoked once more and rushed to grab Xin Yan’s phone. However, Xin Yan swiftly kicked her, causing her to kneel on the ground.
“I’m sparing you by not hitting you. Don’t push your luck.”
Shen Yun trembled, remembering the fear of the day when Xin Yan had her by the throat.
She remained on her knees, crying uncontrollably, tears falling to the ground, in a pitiful state.
She was truly desperate now; she didn’t know how to save herself.
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Xin Yan was like a towering mountain, pressing down on her heart and enveloping her in darkness.
It felt as if there was no escape, no way to breathe.
Was it really going to end like this?
She looked at Xin Yan, trembling, and slowly stood up.
If it was going to end, she didn’t want it to end like this!
Shen Yun walked into the kitchen, and Zero Nine quickly alerted Xin Yan.
Xin Yan let out a scornful laugh, not taking it seriously.
Shen Yun was holding a kitchen knife, looking at Xin Yan, and advancing toward her.
“What? Do you want to go down together with me?”
Shen Yun remained silent, tears still in her eyes.
Shen Yun’s current demeanor was highly unusual, her eyes bloodshot, and she stared at Xin Yan with a sense of paranoia.
“Even if you’re holding a gun right now, in reality, you can’t do anything to me.”
Xin Yan smiled, getting up from the sofa and moving closer to Shen Yun.
Shen Yun held the knife, but she took a step back, frightened by Xin Yan’s approach.
“Why are you so scared now? Weren’t you supposed to be courageous?”
Xin Yan continued to provoke Shen Yun with her words, and Shen Yun was breathing heavily, her chest heaving more and more violently.
“I think you may not have fully grasped the gap between us.”
Xin Yan grabbed Shen Yun’s right hand, which held the knife. Shen Yun let out a scream and tried to strike at Xin Yan’s hand, but a sharp pain shot through her wrist. The knife fell to the ground with a loud clatter.
Without hesitation, Xin Yan disarmed Shen Yun, literally removing one of her arms.
Shen Yun’s limp hand hung down, and she screamed while trying to reach for Xin Yan.
She seemed to have lost all reason.
Her face contorted with a malicious expression, and her eyes were filled with hatred.
Xin Yan easily dodged her and kicked her to the ground.
The more frenzied she became, the more delighted Xin Yan felt.
She had once driven the original host to the brink of despair, leaving her heart as lifeless as ashes.
“#Shocking After the Passionate Video, Shen Yun Meets with a Certain Tycoon in a Hotel?#”
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This news headline sent everyone into a frenzy once again.
@SoManyHair: Hahaha, I really can’t handle this juicy gossip anymore. Is Shen Yun a melon farmer?
@ClearSightOutToGetHit: Oh my, this is so thrilling! Is Shen Yun a master of the game?
@WantToSeeMeHitYouWithAHammer: Who did Shen Yun piss off to this extent? Hahaha, this is too tragic, I can’t help but laugh!
While some of Shen Yun’s fans continued to say, “I don’t believe it, it’s just a rumor.”
Some fans could tell it was really her.
The reporter captured it perfectly, not only getting a clear shot of Shen Yun’s face but also capturing the middle-aged, oily man in a bathrobe holding Shen Yun’s hand.
Of course, the man’s face was pixelated, but his physique was not.
One of Shen Yun’s devoted fans took the lead in withdrawing their support.
@PartingWaysWithYou: I suddenly feel sad for having once liked this idol. Those idiots really don’t need defending. As the admin of the Shen Yun fan community, I’ve edited so many images for her, even taken candid shots. I’m very familiar with her every feature, and I’m absolutely sure it’s the person I used to admire. When the video incident came out, I didn’t leave because I believe in sexual equality, and the person taking the secret footage is the one at fault. In these past few days, she hasn’t uttered a word. I led the condemnation against her company and team, but now I’m finding it hard to bear. I really can’t accept this kind of behavior from QGZ. Even if such things are common, they are still wrong.
As some fans started to distance themselves, others also declared their departure from her fanbase.
Shen Yun’s previously purchased online supporters had already completed their tasks. Shen Yun was now under Xin Yan’s watchful eye and could only reluctantly observe these comments.
Lan Rui somehow got hold of her phone and thoroughly ridiculed her.
“Weren’t you the one who mocked me, saying I climbed my way up? What, you’re no different, are you? Why pretend to be so virtuous? You wanted to climb the bed, but you didn’t make it. Oh, Shen Yun, you’re really a riot.”
Shen Yun let out a painful scream and hurled her phone at the wall.
Her hair was disheveled, and her gaze appeared somewhat scattered.
“In this situation now, are you satisfied?”
Shen Yun tilted her head back, laughing in a somewhat nervous manner.
“You ruined me, Xin Yan, you ruined me!”
“Didn’t you ruin yourself?”
A third wave of online comments emerged.
Shen Yun’s initial short video wasn’t about a normal relationship; it was about infidelity.
The entire internet began discussing who the original partner was, but the person who exposed it never revealed their identity. Various marketing accounts came forward with different versions, and no one knew what was true or false. However, the fact that Shen Yun had cheated on someone was firmly etched in everyone’s minds.
Many fans found it hard to support her anymore, and except for the dedicated loyal fans and a few die-hard supporters, most rational fans had already withdrawn their support.
Some, even more radical, had started to turn against her.
As Shen Yun faced a wave of online backlash, Xin Yan sent over a termination contract.
Shen Yun remained at home, too afraid to step outside. She clutched her phone, which she had shattered in a fit of rage earlier, feeling utterly helpless.
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She had been terminated, left with no resources.
Her previous arrogance had now turned into utter desperation.
Her mental defenses had already been shattered earlier, and she sat at home, looking haggard, with bloodshot eyes.
There was no food at home, so she put on a mask and tried to go out to buy something to eat.
However, the paparazzi swarmed around her like flies, getting in everywhere.
They spotted her, and she panicked, covering her face and trying to flee.
“Miss Shen…”
“Miss Shen, we’d like to ask, is it true that you cheated?”
“May we inquire about the identity of the person you cheated with?”
“As a celebrity, what’s your stance on financial and intimate transactions?”
“We heard you were also involved in paid companionship, is that true?”
“Please stop asking! Please stop asking!”
Shen Yun screamed internally, her face pale, pushing forward relentlessly.
The screech of brakes filled the air as the car owner looked at the person lying on the ground, still in shock.
Flashes of camera lights continued to illuminate the scene, and Shen Yun found even opening her eyes to be a struggle.
The intense pain prevented her from speaking, and she could only lie there, looking up at the sky.
In the blur, she saw a figure approaching, and with great effort, she recognized who it was.
“Are you happy, dying under the camera flashes, Star Shen?”
Humans silently become servants of entertainment, without complaint, and even willingly, resulting in us becoming a species entertained to death. — Neil Postman ——《Amusing Ourselves to Death》
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