CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 27 - 25 Things Ferment

It seemed like the matter had blown over.

The TV station’s gala wasn’t broadcast live but pre-recorded.

It would be edited and aired later, usually about a week after filming.

"Yu Qingjia, switch positions with Yuwei."

Just like any other day, everyone had come to the dance practice room, but this one line from the choreographer left them frozen in place.

Yu Qingjia, who had walked in alongside Lu Bingbing, instantly turned pale.

Even though she had mentally prepared herself, Ye Yuwei still felt her face burning, as if she had done something wrong.

However, everyone’s gaze quickly shifted to Shen Xing, who had just entered.

He stood there, face stern, saying nothing, simply looking at them.

Clearly, this was his way of telling everyone that this decision came from the company.

Otherwise, what right did a mere choreographer have to change everyone’s position, especially those of core members?

"Mr. Shen, why switch Yu Qingjia’s position? What about her performance wasn’t good enough?"

Lu Bingbing stared fearlessly at Shen Xing. As the captain of this unruly team, she wasn’t one to be intimidated. When push came to shove, she knew how to stand up for the people in her inner circle.

"Yu Qingjia’s performance isn’t lacking; it’s just that our fans might get tired of seeing the same formation over and over. The company needs to adapt with new changes."

This was Shen Xing spouting nonsense. There were only 16 performers on stage, and they were performing the same routines, so how could fans possibly get tired of it?

Plus, Hanoi only held two public performances a year, and most of the time, the members’ stage presence was limited to MC segments.

Since her own interests were at stake, Yu Qingjia had no choice but to speak up: "Mr. Shen, my position was earned through my fans’ votes—every single one paid for with real money..."

"Fan votes determine if you can even perform, but they don’t guarantee you’ll stand in a prominent position. The resources you deserve have already been given to you," Shen Xing interrupted mercilessly.

"Here, I want to make one thing clear. From now on, anyone who doesn’t value the resources the company provides, or who acts like a diva during external gigs, won’t be getting any gigs at all. We’re not short on people here," Shen Xing continued, his tone icy.

Now everyone understood. This was about sending a message in light of the Shenghai TV controversy, and they were using a key member as an example to scare the rest.

When nobody else spoke up, Shen Xing smirked coldly and added, "I know what you’re all thinking. If any of you try to stir up trouble behind the scenes, don’t blame the company for being ruthless."

It became apparent that the company was determined to discipline them this time.

"Mr. Shen, we’ll follow the company’s arrangements, but the fans may not accept it," Lu Bingbing said with a soft yet firm remark.

Shen Xing responded with a faint smile, brimming with mockery: "Fans? Hmph! Let me tell you, Yuwei now has a prominent fan who managed to secure a decent ad campaign for her."

In an instant, the air in the dance studio thickened. Everyone exchanged incredulous looks.

Yu Qingjia and her group were seething with jealousy, further confirming in their minds that Ye Yuwei must have had private dealings with prominent fans—even insinuating she had used her body to climb the ranks.

Ye Yuwei herself was just as stunned. She speculated that it must’ve been the mysterious benefactor who had appeared like a shooting star that day.

"Could it be that someone really fancies me and is willing to splurge for me?"

No matter the truth, the company’s decision couldn’t be overturned.

Amid this tense atmosphere, the public performance took place the next day.

Sure enough, the new arrangement sparked significant reactions among the fans. Questions and conjecture abounded in their chatrooms.

However, all the warned members stuck to a unified response, claiming it was to bring something new to the fans.

Yu Qingjia’s fans, on the other hand, were furious. The position they had spent real money to secure had been taken away and handed to a "low-ranking servant girl."

Ye Yuwei, who hadn’t intended to do a livestream, was forced by the company to go online. As expected, the moment she went live, thousands of vulgar and hateful comments inundated her.

Even though she had mentally prepared herself, Ye Yuwei still found it deeply upsetting.

If the new formation had sparked a relatively logical discussion among fans, then the Shenghai TV gala broadcast that night sent the fandom into total chaos.

"What the hell, is Ye Yuwei royalty now?"

"As royal as it gets! At this rate, even the queen herself would need to step aside for her."

"Pfft! She should take a good look in the mirror. What gives her the right to compare herself to the queen?"

"What kind of deal does Ye Yuwei have with Shenghai TV? Why was she the only one given a live mic, and why were all the camera shots focusing on her, and from the best angles no less?"

The fans in the chatrooms were losing their minds, spreading rumors and wild speculation everywhere.

This time, Ye Yuwei had managed to offend not just the fans of other core and top-ranking members, but also the fans of nearly all the main performers. In their view, their favorites were being reduced to mere background props for Ye Yuwei.

As speculation ran rampant and left everyone sleepless at night, news broke that Lu Bingbing and some of the others had staged a boycott of the company.

The revelation stunned many group-wide fans and career-focused fans alike.

More level-headed fans analyzed the fallout from this incident. Suddenly, Lu Bingbing and her group became the center of public attention, and understanding began to dawn on why Ye Yuwei received so much screen time.

Many of Hanoi’s fans had jobs and knew how tough the working world could be.

They were furious about Lu Bingbing and her group’s decision to boycott Shenghai TV, viewing it as diva behavior and a failure to seize opportunities—essentially self-sabotage.

Meanwhile, their goodwill toward Ye Yuwei skyrocketed, viewing her as the calm and wise one in the chaos.

In no time, Ye Yuwei’s fan base exploded, and her active followers surged past 1,700.

Even Li Jiaqi’s followers saw a noticeable increase.

While Lu Bingbing and her group were hesitating over whether to smear Ye Yuwei to distract the public, a fan suddenly leaked a rumor claiming that Ye Yuwei had only received her extensive screen time because she had "relations" with Shenghai TV’s upper management.

The leak came with an assortment of material evidence, including photos of a private dressing room, red wine, and an elaborate dinner.

In response, Ye Yuwei issued a simple statement, saying these were standard work perks provided by Shenghai TV.

But who would believe such a statement? It might be plausible for the dressing room and dinner, but how could she explain the red wine?

Fans of Lu Bingbing and her group jumped at the chance to attack Ye Yuwei, comforting their own idols in the process.

Ultimately, the fans had no idea what the truth was; they were just being puppeteered by the narrative.

Lu Bingbing and her peers initially thought the higher-ups would suspect they were responsible for the leaks and come out to defend Ye Yuwei.

To their surprise, the company chose to stay completely silent, leaving Ye Yuwei out in the cold.

This baffled the girls immensely. They knew perfectly well that Ye Yuwei hadn’t done anything unethical, but even they started to feel uncertain.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Bingbing’s group began posting miserable tales online, claiming Shenghai TV was treating them unfairly.

Yu Qingjia went as far as to talk about how committed she was, showing up for rehearsals early in the morning while everyone else was still sleeping, even hinting that someone else had been late.

In reality, she hadn’t returned to the dorm the night before and had taken a cab straight to the venue in the morning.

Ye Yuwei wasn’t late either; she had gone out to buy breakfast for everyone, which delayed her entry by just a bit.

But none of that mattered anymore. Fans, thirsty for drama, eagerly began their frenzy of destruction.

They wanted Ye Yuwei to crumble, to fail publicly. They wanted to watch a beautiful flower be reduced to ashes.