The next scene was simple on paper:
"Lin Wan shares a moment of false intimacy with her partner, thinking he's someone else. A kiss. A pause. Regret."
It was Jiang Yue's first on-screen kiss.
Her co-star: Yu Zehao, an idol-turned-actor with 30 million followers and a fanbase as fragile as glass.
He smiled on camera, flirted off it, and ran cold behind closed doors.
Today, he was acting… different.
Too eager.
Too polished.
Jiang Yue stood at her mark, waiting for the cue. The scene was blocked perfectly.
The camera zoomed.
Wind machine primed.
Director cued quietly: "Scene 37A. Soft Kiss .
No retake."
"Action."
Yu Zehao took her shoulders—too tightly.
Jiang Yue didn't flinch.
The lines flowed:
"I thought you were someone else."
"Then let me be him. Just this once."
He leaned in.
The kiss came.
But what happened next—was not scripted.
His hand slid from her shoulder to her jaw, then forced her head upward at an awkward angle.
It wasn't romantic.
It looked dominant. Violent. Possessive.
And the camera was still rolling.
She didn't stop the scene.
She let it play out—eyes flickering, staying in character, delivering her next line with razor calm.
"Then don't blame me when I treat you like a ghost tomorrow."
[System Alert: FL Reputation Warning – Viral Risk Detected]
Scene Integrity: Compromised
Manipulated Directional Cue Detected: Audio Script from Director's Monitor does NOT match recorded script
Discrepancy Source: AD Script Rewrite – Origin: Assistant Director Liang, affiliated with NovaLine
Suggested Action:
– Request Retake (High Risk)
– Leave Scene as Is (Danger: Internet Misinterpretation)
– Use Live Performance Override: Real-time Reversal Before Cut
Action Taken: Yes Live Override Activated
Jiang Yue made a last-second move.
As Zehao smirked and tried to pull away with flair, Jiang Yue grabbed his collar.
Pulled him back in.
"You wanted him?" she whispered, not to Zehao, but to the character.
"Then choke on him."
And she slapped him.
On camera.
Perfectly in sync with the scene's emotional arc.
The director froze—
Then yelled: "Cut!"
But the team was stunned into silence.
Someone on set started clapping.
Then another.
Even the lighting crew joined in.
Because that slap?
Was better than the kiss.
[System Update:
Viral Moment Triggered – "Scarlet Slap Scene"
Initial Upload – 327k views in 30 minutes
Trending Hashtag: #SheChoseViolence
Public Favorability Boost: +0.02281734
FL Fanbase Surge: +1.3M in 18 hours
New Skill Acquired:
"Stage Reversal Instinct – Tier D"
Effect: +5.4% Audience Satisfaction on Improv Recovery Moments]
Later that evening, Zehao cornered Jiang Yue backstage.
"You embarrassed me. That wasn't in the script."
Jiang Yue looked up calmly.
"Neither was the jaw grab."
"You could've complained to the director—"
"And become a victim? I don't play those roles."
In the SkyInk control room, Zeyan reviewed the raw footage.
He wasn't smiling.
Not at Jiang Yue.
At Zehao's agent—who was the one who approved the modified blocking instructions.
[System Alert:
Actor Yu Zehao Performance Trust Index: 17.2%
Possible Future Risk: Contract Conflict, Emotional Harm to FL
Suggested Action: Replace in 14 episodes OR Shift Script Arc to Downplay His Presence]
Zeyan approved the latter.
Quietly.
Without telling anyone.
"Let him stay. Just… shrink him."
That night, Jiang Yue received a text from an unknown number.
[Ruiqing]:
You're good. I underestimated you.
But don't worry. The real test isn't violence.
It's silence.
Let's see how long you last when no one speaks for you.
She didn't reply.
She didn't have to.
Because the top comment on her viral video already did:
"She slapped with class. She saved the scene. That's the kind of actress who rewrites the script when they try to bury her."