[Little Nine Nine: What's the resemblance between Maya and "Luna" apart from her half-decent face! Please, Sister Maya, don't ruin my goddess, okay? "Luna" is my goddess!!]
[MayaLovesChowv replies to Little Nine Nine: Thanks for the compliment, I also think I'm extremely good-looking!]
The tone was full of a punch-worthy attitude.
[MayaGetOutOfTheEntertainmentCircle: Maya has no acting skills at all, and her looks don't even work. Aren't there enough ugly crying photos of her? Sooner or later, trash will die out, and no one will invite you to act!!]
[MayaLovesChowv replies to MayaGetOutOfTheEntertainmentCircle: Thanks for the well wishes!]
...
After Maya's food channel finished broadcasting, she was in no mood to keep playing verbal Tai Chi with these netizens, so she directly fought back. It was equally effective in reducing goodwill anyway.
[IsMayaFloppedToday: Looks like she hasn't hesitated to please her sugar daddy, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get funding to bribe Shane Morgan! You're always such a turn-off! Get out of the entertainment industry!]
[MayaLovesChow replies to IsMayaFloppedToday: Your mouth keeps blabbing and can't talk like a human, can it shut up!]
...
Maya was relentlessly snapping back at netizens, almost as if she had "explosive temper, don't mess with" plastered on her forehead.
And the reason she stopped is because Ryan called her.
After Maya hung up, Ryan called her back again.
They went back and forth like this three times.
"Hello?"
"Didn't I tell you not to reply!? What are you doing! You're only going to intensify the resentment of those netizens!"
Maya's face didn't change, but her voice weakened, carrying a hint of fear: "Ah? Really? I, I... It's all because those netizens went too far, I couldn't hold it in. So, what should we do now, Ryan..."
Not afraid of a god-like opponent, but afraid of a pig-like...
This was Ryan's most straightforward feeling at the moment.
With such an unmotivated piece of work, Ryan's once lush short hair had become quite sparse.
"Alright... don't do anything for now, listen to my arrangements next."
Maya's voice seemed to carry a pitiful tone: "Okay."
Maya hung up the phone without any expression on her face.
As Ryan expected, Maya's unrestrained retorts to the netizens had again landed her in several trending topics, further boosting her "notoriety."
The only thing Ryan didn't expect was that aside from the usual barrage of criticism, some bystanders actually became fans because of Maya's authenticity and lack of pretense.
Ryan thought for a few seconds and began contacting his team to handle this situation.
This affair was not without its benefits; making a big deal out of it could serve as a prelude to publicizing "Wandering Beyond the Horizon."
Maya's reputation had already reached this level, and she had no ambition for self-improvement. Ryan couldn't foresee Maya successfully redeeming herself.
So it might as well continue on this path.
As for the fans who suddenly shifted their perception...
Ryan thought about it and decided to buy some press to promote Maya's "authenticity and lack of pretense."
Maya was unaware of this and only saw the sudden increase of fans on Weibo as critics coming to bash her.
Maya's account had over ten million followers, but nine out of ten were her critics.
This issue quickly diminished in the influence under Ryan and the crew's management, as more and more celebrity gossip emerged.
However, quite a few outsiders began to pay attention to the filming of "Wandering Beyond the Horizon."
*
"Let's go."
Ian Rowe picked up a charcoal-gray suit jacket from the chair back and glanced at Vincent Summers.
There was an important meeting today.
Vincent Summers put down the orange he was holding, just about to stand up when he saw Maya had already run ahead to Ian's side.
Maya tightly grasped Ian's arm, her body half-leaning on him, ceaselessly outputting saccharine sweet talk:
"Honey, just the thought of us possibly being apart for a long time makes me unable to eat or sleep... You know, every moment and second away from you is a heart-wrenching torment, I, I..."
Maya didn't finish and lowered her head to wipe some nonexistent tears.
Today, Maya was set to join the film crew, and to sustain Ian's aversion to her, she had deliberately gotten up early just to disgust Ian a bit.
After eating the refreshing-tasting orange, Vincent felt a sudden discomfort in his throat, as though it was clogged with a few pounds of oil.
His gaze traced over the clean bowl and chopsticks in front of Maya on the dining table, and he couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "So you're losing your appetite? Maya, you really are a liar! You think Ian can't see through your little schemes?"
"My husband sees and lets it slide because he's indulging me! You single dog can only ruin the vibe!!"
"You... you..."
Vincent almost wanted to bite his tongue off; he clearly knew that Maya was sharp-tongued and relentless, so why did he foolishly engage in a spat with her?
Ian had gotten used to Maya's various behaviors; for some reason, she lately liked to cling to him.
Though normally averse to physical contact with others, he seemed to have grown numb to Maya's excessive enthusiasm lately and simply indulged her.
Their close proximity meant Ian could see Maya's glossy white neck beneath her dark hair with a slight tilt of his head.
An instant glance, and he'd already looked away.
After sparring with Vincent, Maya turned her head and saw Ian's cold turn away, looking like he wanted to avoid her.
Maya yanked on his tie, forcing him to look her way, her eyes full of amorous affection: "Sweetie, just tell me whatever you want, and even if I'm out filming, I'll get you the stars from the sky if you wish!"
Maya seemed like she wanted to seal it with a loving kiss; Ian couldn't take it anymore.
He shoved Maya's hand away, addressing Vincent, who was still dumbstruck on the sofa: "Let's go."
"Oh... coming!"
Without waiting for Vincent, Ian walked straight out the door.
Vincent chased after him, quickly catching up, and the two got into the car.
Maya's eyes sparkled with amusement, not forgetting to shout out: "Honey, don't forget to miss me!"
After packing, Maya got into the car sent by Valerius Group, where Scott and two other female assistants were already waiting for her.
"Good morning, Maya," Scott greeted.
Maya nodded.
"Leo, help Maya Sister with her things!" Scott got out of the car to take the small bag from her hand, then realized: "Is that all...?"
Maya nodded: "Just some clothes, daily necessities, and... essentials to fill my stomach."
Scott paused for a few seconds, somewhat unable to grasp the situation.
In fact, he had already called another car specifically to transport Maya's luggage.