Exclusive Model for the Top Painter Chapter 83

The Idol Who Stepped Off the Altar

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On Christmas Eve, a shocking piece of news suddenly broke out in the entertainment circle!

The singer Tan Zimo, who had been silent for a long time after he went to the UK to further his music studies, suddenly sent out a large Weibo post in the early hours of last night, revealing that Yu Shan, the top level actor of the domestic entertainment industry, once had a homosexual love affair with him. He also exposed Yu Shan's history of love affairs, accusing him of corrupting his personal morals and playing with his feelings at will. He has been brazenly raising fish in the entertainment circle, and he doesn't have any inhibitions between men and women.

This Weibo post became an immediate hit.

After the capital behind it was fueled, it exploded in a very short time and the topic remained hot for a long time.

Yu Shan was still sleeping at home when his assistant and public relations team rushed to his house overnight and woke him up to discuss a plan.

"Tan Zimo's move absolutely can't be a spur of the moment, it must have been planned for a long time, coupled with profit inducement." Public relations manager Zhao Yingbo asked, "Mr. Yu, have you offended someone recently?"

Yu Shan looked confused, "No, I've reformed. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xiao Zhang, I don't go to any of the drinking and dining party invitations!"

"Perhaps, this is the trigger of the problem instead." Zhao Yingbo sighed, "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss is also gazing at you. It's easy to get stuck in it, but pulling out isn't that simple. This Tan Zimo, how is he as a person?"

Yu Shan frowned, "A scum."

"Mr. Yu, since your debut, your career has been relatively smooth. These last few years have been even more prosperous, and there are a particularly large number of people who are jealous of you. Perhaps it's because they feel that you've been prosperous for too long and are blocking other people's paths to wealth. Or perhaps it's because your announcement of your withdrawal from that kind of intoxication and indulgence circle is seen as a betrayal by them."

Yu Shan scratched his hair in annoyance, "What should we do then?"

Zhao Yingbo cautiously asked, "How much of what he posted on his Weibo is true?"

Yu Shan tiredly rubbed his temple, "Half true and half false."

"Then keep silent for now," Zhao Yingbo opened the video conference and connected to the other team members, "We'll think of another solution. Mr. Yu, the consequences of this incident today may be more serious than imagined, you have to be mentally prepared."

What Yu Shan did not expect was that Tan Zimo's Weibo post was like throwing a stone into a calm pond.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as time passed, more and more hammers were released.

Countless accounts claiming to be Yu Shan's "ex-girlfriends" and "ex-boyfriends" have sprung up one after another.

All the major marketing numbers smelled the breath of money and began to add oil and vinegar to the story, making up the plot.

With all the efforts made by all parties, Yu Shan's image collapsed overnight, and he was completely reduced to the scum of the scum that millions of people spit on.

Very often, what the public expects is not justice or truth.

No one needs the truth, people just need to vent their emotions and chase the thrill of excitement.

Lured by money and interests, any rumour can be as vivid as if it had been seen with one's own eyes.

The higher the status, the worse the fall, and the more people who revel in it.

Under this terrible wave, all efforts to clarify and redeem are just a drop in the bucket.

The studio's phone was blown off the hook, and Yu Shan's Weibo account received countless slurs and attacks.

From his residence to his office, there were crouching cow hair-like reporters, paparazzi and marketing number bloggers.

Even his personal cell phone, as long as it was switched on, received endless harassing phone calls.

Yu Shan had never experienced this before, and was about to collapse after several days and nights of sleepless torture.

But after all, he still had to contact the outside world, so his assistant Xiao Zhang gave him a brand new cell phone with an empty address book.

Yu Shan closed the doors and windows of his home tightly, drew all the curtains, and held the only communication tool in his hand, seeing more and more negative news, and for the first time in his life, he felt panic.

The sudden ringing of the incoming call alert startled him, and he hung up with a conditioned response.

Almost instantly, the same number called again, Yu Shan stared at the string of numbers for a long time before reacting, it was Ruan Jun.

Pressing the answer button, there was Ruan Jun's low voice on the other side: "Brother Yu, are you okay?"

"Not okay."

"Don't be afraid, I'm handling this matter."

"Ruan Jun, tell me honestly, am I going to be completely banished."

"It's not that serious, don't think too much."

"If I quit the entertainment industry, where should I go? Ruan Jun, acting has always been my dream, I'm not willing to give up."

"Brother Yu, that won't happen."

"Really?"

"Mhmm, you were born for the screen."

"Okay, then I believe you."

"Brother Yu, Tan Zimo's Weibo posts..."

"Some of them are real, some are fake. But those are in the past, I'll never do it again, I'm sorry."

"You haven't slept for a long time, right? You should rest for a while."

"Do you believe me? Ruan Jun, are you willing to believe me?"

"Brother Yu, let's deal with this matter first before we talk, okay?"

"Okay."

It was only after speaking with Ruan Jun that Yu Shan had the courage to log into his social media accounts again.

Weibo was simply unreadable, and he received a lot of messages from friends and family on WeChat.

Scrolling down one by one, he saw Liang Jin's message.

Liang Jin: Emperor Yu, you've overturned???

Liang Jin: Those stories on the internet are a bit too exaggerated. Because you are on fire, there are more people blackening you. Although it's true that you're not very decent sometimes, you're not as evil as they describe you to be.

Liang Jin: For example, the news saying that we had an affair, this is too outrageous, right? Just wait, I'll go toe-to-toe with that guy right away and hammer him to death!!!! And that one that said you and Yao Yin are sex friends, I'm speechless, Director Yao is super beautiful, could she ever fancy you? Ha ha ha just kidding, I'll try to help you clarify!!!!

Liang Jin: Anyway, if you need any help just say so.

Liang Jin: In any case, happy Christmas Eve.

Snow began to fall outside the window, shrouding the ground in a faint white.

The idol that was once on the altar of the gods has finally lost his former radiance and revealed his downtrodden face.

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On the other hand, in the villa, it was a completely different scene.

For the arrival of Christmas Eve, Morgana has made sufficient preparations.

In the living room stood a joyful Christmas tree, and if you looked closely, you would find a wide variety of decorations on it.

There were the usual coloured baubles, ribbons, bells and postcards, as well as marbles, elementary school paintings and Legos.

Even so, in the leafy places, the more hidden places, Ji Xiuyuan's private collection was quietly hung. Of course this is what he secretly hung, Liang Jin was not aware of it.

Amber was also in very good spirits. Morgana had bought it new clothes for the festive season, it was wearing a cute red and white suit and was playing with a colourful ball.

Morgana sighed with delight, "It's such a beautiful Christmas Eve! There's an idiom in Chinese that describes it, three generations living under the same roof? I feel so happy."

Three generations under the same roof, can it really be used like that?

Liang Jin reflected for a while: Morgana counts as the first generation, himself and Ji Shen are the second generation, and Amber is the third generation, so it seems like there's nothing wrong with it????

Ji Xiuyuan peeled prawns for him on the side, while Liang Jin looked out the window and said, "The snow is getting heavier!"

Morgana placed vegetables in Liang Jin's bowl, "Right, normally, there wouldn't be such heavy snowfall. This means that this year's Christmas Eve is very special."

"It's going to snow for a little while longer, so we can build a snowman!" Liang Jin excitedly asked Ji Xiuyuan, "Ji Shen, do you know how to build a snowman?"

Ji Xiuyuan cut a few pieces of cheese for him, "No."

It was as if Liang Jin had discovered a new world: "Wow! There's actually something you don't know how to do!"

"Xiao Jin, I've told you many times, I'm not as perfect as you think."

"No! Ji Shen you are the most perfect in my heart! Even if you don't know how to build a snowman, your image is still incomparably glorious, shining brighter than the crowns on the heads of the Olympus Gods!"

Ji Xiuyuan laughed and said, "Xiao Jin, where did you learn all your similes?"

"What, jealous that my Chinese is better than yours?"

"Mhmm, I'm simply out of my league."

Liang Jin patted his shoulder, "It's fine, brother Xiao Jin will teach you in the future."

"Okay." Ji Xiuyuan said, "You can teach me tonight."

"Ah? Teach what?"

"Bed phrases."

Liang Jin's face flushed red, "Can you be more decent in front of elders and children?"

Morgana smiled, "It's okay, I don't think there's anything that can't be discussed, and I'm glad that you guys are willing to share this with me."

Liang Jin: ... I'm sorry, I forgot that this elder is better than I am.

The microwave beeped, and Morgana happily said, "The chocolate sauce is heated up, great, we can enjoy the tree trunk cake!"

She took out the tree trunk cake that she had made in the afternoon from the fridge, then took out the heated chocolate sauce from the microwave and spread it on the surface of the cake, "Vincent, this is what Xiao Jin specially prepared for you."

Liang Jin chimed in, "Ji Shen, I've been making it for the whole afternoon! Morgana told me that you like this kind of dessert the most!"

He took the table knife, cut a large piece and put it on a plate, handing it to Ji Xiuyuan; he also cut the prettiest part and handed it to Morgana. Amber looked at him pitifully, and Liang Jin consoled it by saying, "Cats can't eat cake, so I'll give you a piece of meat!"

Watching each family member being allocated food, Liang Jin had a sense of pride, as if he was the one supporting the family.

Ji Xiuyuan picked up a piece of cake with his fork and delivered it to Liang Jin's lips.

Liang Jin swallowed it in one bite and asked, "Ji Shen, is it good?"

"Of course." Ji Xiuyuan looked into his eyes and said seriously, "This is your exclusive love for me."

"You're so mushy."

"Xiao Jin, you don't like it?"

"I like it, I like it, say more."

"Okay," Ji Xiuyuan said without changing his face, "I'll say it in bed later."

"Then you can shut up!!!"

After dinner, Liang Jin dragged Ji Xiuyuan out to build a snowman.

He painstakingly accumulated the not-so-thick snow into a round ball, instructed Ji Xiuyuan to put a head on the snowman, and used coloured balls and radishes to adorn it with eyes and a nose.

Liang Jin looked at the silly snowman and laughed, asking Ji Xiuyuan, "Yuan Yuan, is this the ugliest work of art you've ever done?"

"No," Ji Xiuyuan held his snow-soaked palm, "beauty and ugliness do not lie in the appearance, but in the heart. To me, because of you, it has more meaning than any piece of art."

Liang Jin looked at Ji Xiuyuan's features and suddenly remembered the words Morgana had said to him.

She said: Xiao Jin, I'm so grateful that you are in Vincent's life.

Before you, he himself was like a work of art that was enshrined up high, shining but ethereal.

Because of you, he came to know love, and began to truly step down from the altar and come to earth.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

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Translator Notes

Please feel free to comment any mistakes I made so I can improve and do better as I go through the book.

Translated: November 5, 2023