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Jiang Fanxing’s Weibo account shot up by a million followers overnight. His clarification video surpassed ten million views in just a few hours — netizens even called it “the gold standard for public clarifications from now on.”

And yet, in the video itself, he didn’t do anything dramatic.

He simply presented evidence and stated facts.

The video climbed straight to the top of the trending list.

First of all, thanks to makeup artist Vivi’s extraordinary skills, Jiang Fanxing’s appearance was clean and radiant — he looked exactly like a university heartthrob still in school, the kind everyone secretly had a crush on.

His makeup was fresh, his outfit simple and neat — effortlessly convincing.

Secondly, Jiang Fanxing had already organized all the relevant materials and documents.

“Hello everyone, I’m Jiang Fanxing. Recently, there have been many rumors about me. Since quite a few of my friends in the industry have spoken up on my behalf, I don’t want to delay any longer.”

“Collecting evidence takes time, and legal proceedings move slowly, so I decided to address everything directly.”

“The video’s a bit long — I hope you don’t mind.”

He stood before the camera with calm composure, speaking clearly and confidently — his diction was perfect even without subtitles.

Even people who weren’t fans had to admit it: this guy had camera presence.

He looked good and sounded professional — definitely someone suited for the entertainment industry.

“First of all,” Jiang Fanxing continued, “the issue everyone’s most concerned about — the so-called ‘tyrant on set’ accusation, claiming I forced the production to change my role from Male #6 to Male #1 — is completely baseless.”

” I have all the evidence preserved, and I will be filing lawsuits against both the production team and Mr. Lin Ming. We can see each other again in court if necessary.”

“Please look here — this is the original contract I signed with the production, though the drama wasn’t called its current name back then. It was titled ‘Please, Your Majesty.’”

He held the paper up to the camera and flipped to the third page so everyone could see clearly.

“Clause 4 explicitly states that I was cast as Male #6. I only had a few dozen scenes in total — half of which were just background shots — but I was required to stay on set for twenty days. Since I was a guest actor, my pay was ¥500 per day, making the contract worth ¥10,000 in total.”

He smiled lightly.

“Some people may not know this, but I’m a law student at A University, and I once interned at a law firm. So I’ve developed a habit — whatever job I take, I always sign a contract and keep proper documentation.”

“Now, please take a look at the second piece of evidence. This one took me a while to find since it’s just a simple one-page addendum, not a formal document.”

“The supplementary agreement states that my pay was increased by ¥300 per day.”

He then pulled out his phone and played a paused frame from the short drama “Rebirth: The Overbearing Prince Falls in Love with Me, His Sister-in-Law.”

“This,” he said, “is the reason for the pay increase.

“The casting director asked me to ‘give up my makeup look’ — meaning I had to look uglier. You can clearly see here that my skin tone in the show is darker than usual — all visible skin was covered with a darker foundation shade. My makeup process took an extra hour compared to the others.”

“So when Mr. Lin Ming said I monopolized the makeup room, this was probably what he was referring to. After all, as Male #6, it’s not like I could outshine the male lead. And as for the agreement itself — I recorded that conversation.”

“The audio’s a bit unclear and I’ve blurred out a few names, but I’ve uploaded the file in the link below this video for anyone who wants to listen.”

By this point, quite a few onlookers had already begun to understand the situation.

“I knew that streamer Lin Songsheng seemed fishy — half the things he said didn’t even line up. He claimed Jiang Fanxing was domineering, that he hogged the makeup room, but in the drama Jiang looked way plainer than him. His styling was so much worse.”

“Ha! Classic case of the pot calling the kettle black.”

“Just look at them side by side — Jiang Fanxing’s tall, small-faced, and has ling legs, he’s one of those people blessed by the gods. If he hadn’t toned down his makeup, he would’ve totally outshone the lead actor.”

“Listened to the audio — I’ll just say this: Jiang Fanxing’s got a good temper. He agreed to ‘uglify himself,’ but still managed to negotiate an extra 300 yuan a day. Law student instincts on point.”

“You can tell from how clearly he speaks — he’s genuinely educated. I checked: the law firm he interned at is top-tier. Getting in is almost impossible. Maybe it doesn’t pay as much as showbiz, but in the legal field, that’s the peak of the pyramid.”

 

“Everyone take notes — don’t be naive at work. Always get things in writing. If not in writing, record your calls. Keep a recorder handy at all times. Not for paranoia, but so when someone tries to dump blame on you, you can defend yourself! I learned that lesson the hard way.”

Meanwhile, in the video, Jiang Fanxing continued calmly with his clarifications.

“Next is the claim that I’m a ‘resource baby’ — that all my opportunities come from connections. I can’t really deny that outright, but let me show you this.”

He held up a contract.

“You can’t see the details, but you can see the cover and the signature pageThis is my artist contract with Niànniàn Studio. The term is five years, and the penalty for breach is thirty million yuan.”

“You all probably know — when the penalty is that high, it means the studio is expected to provide equally high-value resources. Otherwise, a court wouldn’t uphold that clause.”

“And honestly, I can say without hesitation: Niànniàn Studio has given me resources absolutely worthy of that thirty million. My agent, Brother Shen, is really incredible — without him, I wouldn’t have gotten such great roles.”

“So yes, when people say I benefit from resources, I can’t deny it. But think about it: in any field, big platforms naturally have better resources than small ones. Isn’t that normal?”

“Even in universities — my school’s resources can’t compare to Tsinghua or Peking University’s, but that’s just how it is. I can’t complain — I just didn’t score high enough on the exam.”

He said it with a small, resigned smile. Then he picked up his phone again and opened his social media feed — scrolling all the way back to four years ago.

“I don’t have my college admission letter with me, so let me show you my mom’s post from when I got accepted. My dad’s just a regular civil servant — he used to be a teacher before switching careers. He’s definitely not some ‘high-ranking official.’ Because of those rumors, the disciplinary office even spoke with him to make sure it wouldn’t affect his job.”

“My mom’s an ordinary doctor at a newly promoted second-tier hospital — no special title or position. If you still want more proof, I could probably ask my mom for my birth certificate.”

“My parents even dug up their old photos — and my grandparents’ too. I was born with a mix of all their best features, but I’m 100% biological. I’m not anyone’s secret illegitimate child.”

Jiang Fanxing opened the photo of his college admission notice from his mother’s social media for everyone to examine closely. Then he scrolled through more of her posts, showing photos of him hosting events on stage, being listed in the top ten of the school rankings, and even piles of thick practice problems he completed during his senior year of high school.

“So yes, I really did get into A University through my own hard work, solving problems and studying. I also passed the bar exam on my own. Claiming I got in through connections really underestimates A University — especially the law department. We’re basically top two in the country.”

He almost said “top one,” but quickly corrected himself.

“If anyone wants to apply, you can call our admissions office. Not to brag, but the teachers here are excellent, the cafeteria food is great, the internet is fast and stable, the dorms have four-person rooms with beds over desks, and they’re even planning to install air conditioning soon… Okay, I’m not trying to get free meals, but maybe the admissions office can treat me — I’ll count that as helping your performance.”

Many viewers even checked A University’s official website.

Yes, Jiang Fanxing was right — the dorms and academic buildings were great, and the cafeteria alone had five sections. But there was one fatal issue: the admission score was high. It wasn’t the school’s fault — it was all up to their own hard work.

“Next, about my friends. Chen Kele is like my senior. When I first joined the studio, we took classes together, and during singing and dancing classes, he helped as an assistant. He works very hard and treats juniors like me very well — I respect him a lot.”

He even used “sincerity” as his secret weapon, sometimes a touch of exaggeration helped.

“Senior Chen Kele is the most fit, hardworking, and ambitious artist I’ve ever seen. I’m usually clumsy and not great at talking, but he never held that against me. I’m really grateful to him.”

Watching this, Chen Kele felt like his life had peaked. He even felt a little grateful to Lin Ming — otherwise, he would never have heard Jiang Fanxing praise him so highly on camera. But for Jiang Fanxing, it wasn’t that he was lying — it was Chen Kele who had respected Jiang Fanxing silently.

All the times Chen Kele had pulled him through singing and dancing lessons, all the times Jiang Fanxing almost had a breakdown from being scolded, Chen Kele had said nothing.

“Also, while on the ‘Wansheng’ set, sometimes I was immature and argued with the director, but he patiently guided me. Director Zhu is tough but kind-hearted — he wouldn’t have cared if he didn’t value me. My friendship with teachers Qiu Songsheng and Lin Rin also started there; we’ve shared hardships together. Both teachers have been so good to me, and the fact that they spoke up for me now genuinely moved me.”

Jiang Fanxing’s eyes glistened slightly with tears at this point.

Meanwhile, on the set, Director Zhu Guofu scoffed:

“…If I’d known, I should’ve given him a few more crying scenes in the drama. Isn’t he acting well?”

“Acting all innocent, huh? I’ve seen many actors, but none as ‘obedient’ as him.”

Zhang Jie sighed helplessly.

“Director, how many times have you watched this?”

“I’m getting old; I can’t keep it all in mind after just one viewing. Like I said before, he’s so bold and reckless, he must have messed up somewhere.”

Zhang Jie could only suppress a laugh.

 

That being said, during the past couple of days when Jiang Fanxing’s scandalous hot search was raging, both the investors and the platform came to ask whether they should do PR damage control. When the idea of cutting Jiang Fanxing’s scenes was brought up, Director Zhu immediately pushed back, saying that the truth hadn’t come to light yet and that they shouldn’t jump to conclusions.

Qiu Songsheng was annoyed that Jiang Fanxing had mentioned him and Lin Rin together—after all, he was the first male celebrity to repost the Weibo. Teacher Yang Hangguang was just slightly faster; if it weren’t for his assistant stopping him, he would have been the very first.

“See? I told you, there’s nothing to worry about.” Qiu Songsheng glanced at his assistants.

The assistants were already exhausted and didn’t want to say anything.

“Xiao Qiu, can’t you see? Jiang Fanxing had already planned this. You stepping in only made his video one minute longer!”

But he was obedient and didn’t stir up trouble. That was enough a celebrity like Qiu Songsheng was already good. One couldn’t expect too much. If someone like Jiang Fanxing, who seemed to attract hot searches by nature, got involved, they’d probably lose sleep over it.

Lin Rin also relaxed. He had spent some time thinking about whether he should repost Qiu Songsheng’s Weibo because Jiang Fanxing’s case wasn’t simple.

But after some thought, Lin Rin realized that although Jiang Fanxing and Qiu Songsheng had caused him trouble before—making Director Zhu stricter with him on set—he had also offended Jiang Fanxing previously and even tried to smear him a bit. Since Jiang Fanxing was now showing goodwill, it made sense to respond positively. He figured that helping him now balanced out past grievances and that Jiang Fanxing wouldn’t hold a grudge this time.

Look at that—Jiang Fanxing directly clarified everything in a video, fearlessly.

Lin Rin’s manager also breathed a sigh of relief. Not clashing with Jiang Fanxing was a good thing. He already had an inkling of who might have orchestrated the large-scale smear behind the scenes. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that Jiang Fanxing wasn’t an ordinary performer. This guy was born for this business. His composure was impeccable; no trace of being affected could be seen.

Originally, he had expected Jiang Fanxing to just pick one point to clarify, but Jiang Fanxing wiped everything clean in one go. This would surely boost his public image.

Even just the level of PR skill shown here could set a benchmark in the entertainment industry.

“And then there are all those ridiculous claims that I’ve had plastic surgery, faked my height, acted unethically academically, or went to Thailand to summon ghosts… absurd. I can say here with full confidence, none of that is true.”

“Finally, about the matter of me going from Male Six to Male One—I want to make one thing clear. I value fair trade. If you pay me for Male Six, I’ll only play Male Six. If you want me to play Male One, that’s a different price. I absolutely, absolutely won’t take on an obviously unbalanced deal.”

Jiang Fanxing’s video didn’t involve much technical production; it was casual and relaxed, almost like chatting with friends. Yet that simplicity gave it an undeniable impact.

Indeed, what was the point of hiding behind fans and letting them fight your battles? The real skill was to respond directly to all the scandals, face-to-face. That was the simplest and strongest way to clarify. Just this straightforward approach alone significantly boosted public goodwill.

In the entertainment industry, nobody wanted to see fans running amok—the public wanted to see the celebrities themselves handle the drama.

“If there’s anything else I haven’t addressed, or if you think I’m wrong, follow the principle of ‘whoever makes the claim must provide proof.’ I welcome you to face me in court. I’ll do my best not to embarrass my alma mater. Thanks to everyone for watching, and as always, I hope you get rich soon and retire early.”

Jiang Fanxing waved at the camera with pride and confidence, completely unconcerned with how others might criticize him.

One couldn’t help but be impressed.

This kid, Jiang Fanxing, really had something.

Within 24 hours of posting the video, Jiang Fanxing’s character vote and fan super-topic in the Wansheng crew skyrocketed past ten thousand.

 

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