Chapter 102: The Final Slide of the Presentation

Zhou Miao stepped aside, handing the podium over to Zuo Qiu.

Zuo Qiu brushed a stray lock of hair away from his forehead and spoke softly, “I wonder if everyone still remembers the frenzy surrounding Zhou Miao’s rise to fame after ‘Metamorphosis.’ Every major entertainment company was vying for him, yet no one expected that it would be the relatively unknown Rainbow Entertainment that ultimately signed him.”

“Many speculated about the terms I offered him. To be honest, compared to others, my offer wasn’t particularly generous. The only difference was that I promised him complete creative freedom—he could develop his career exactly as he wished.”

“At that time, Rainbow was in dire straits. Our new artists showed some promise but were quickly poached by competitors. We were perpetually running at a loss, and to make matters worse, our investment talks fell through.”

Recalling those days, Zuo Qiu couldn’t help but smile bitterly. “Honestly, I was on the verge of despair.”

“Fortunately, Zhou Miao’s arrival changed everything. He first propelled ‘Summer of Foam’ to immense popularity, giving the company a positive cash flow to sustain operations. Then his debut solo album sold over a hundred million copies, turning the company’s annual revenue from loss to profit.”

“It was precisely because of Zhou Miao that Rainbow regained the attention of investors. He sacrificed so much for the company, so I decided to grant him 10% of the shares as a well-deserved reward.”

After Zuo Qiu’s explanation, netizens fell silent. It was clear now that Zhou Miao’s ownership stake was not only reasonable but perhaps even too little. Before Zhou Miao, Rainbow was nothing but a sinking ship. Now? It was a shining new giant in the entertainment industry, valued at over a billion.

If they were in charge, they’d gladly do anything for such a treasure—even wash his feet or cook for him!

From that moment onward, all rumors about Zuo Qiu and Zhou Miao were thoroughly dispelled.

Zhou Miao took the microphone. “That’s enough about Sister Qiu. Let’s move on.”

The presentation shifted to a screenshot of Zhou Miao and Zhao Li having a late-night snack in the office. Zhou Miao said, “Let me clarify when this video was taken. It was the night after the first round of ‘Peak Battle.’ I had finished writing a duet song for the second round with Zhao Li, so I asked her to come by and get a feel for it.”

A chat screenshot popped up, showing Zhou Miao messaging Zhao Li in the morning, and Zhao Li replying she was busy during the day but would come later. Zhou Miao suggested she bring some food.

Of course, chat screenshots aren’t concrete evidence—they can be fabricated. But how to explain them spending over an hour alone together in the lounge afterward?

Zhou Miao clicked to the next slide, showing photos and a floor plan of his office. “Now, here’s the lounge mentioned in the video.”

“There is indeed a lounge in my office, but it’s on the west side. The room where Zhao Li and I stayed for over an hour is on the east side and is actually a recording studio. Moreover, there is no bed in that studio. If you want to argue that a bed isn’t necessary, then I have nothing more to say.”

The photo clearly showed the recording studio, filled with musical instruments and a few stools. If anything inappropriate were to happen, why not go to the lounge across the hall?

At this point, some netizens felt disappointed—it was all a false alarm. They had hoped for something more scandalous but ended up with nothing.

By now, Zhou Miao’s presentation had over twenty slides. Only one remained. The audience grew curious: how would he address the rumors about Miss Hu San?

Seeing the eager anticipation from reporters, Zhou Miao smiled faintly and revealed the final slide: a selfie of him kissing Hu San’s face so close it was almost distorted.

A gasp rippled through the room. How could he possibly clear things up after that?

With one hand supporting the microphone, Zhou Miao said, “Let me introduce the real one—this is truly my girlfriend. The one and only.”

“Damn!” Zhou Miao had just blown his own cover! The live chat exploded with excitement, the screen flooded with comments.

In the female dormitories of Northern University of Science and Technology, Hu San sat stunned, her mind blank from the shock of Zhou Miao’s sudden confession, even feeling dizzy.

Girls in the neighboring rooms screamed with excitement, while Hu San’s roommates looked at her with envy and admiration. The top idol had publicly declared their relationship to the entire world—was this not a plot straight out of a romance novel, the domineering CEO type?

But this scene wasn’t just fiction—it was happening right here, and the girl lived in the same dormitory! Same roof, completely different fate.

Zhou Miao closed the presentation and addressed the reporters, “My girlfriend is not in the entertainment industry. I don’t want her to be disturbed by the media. If you have any questions, please come to me directly. Thank you for your cooperation.”

“Additionally, for those who have illegally recorded or maliciously spread rumors about my relationship with Zhao Li and Sister Qiu online, please be aware that I will be filing lawsuits soon. Check your inboxes.”

His smile was warm but carried a chilling undertone.

“Enjoy my traffic while it’s free, but remember—it comes at a cost, and it’s not cheap!”

The press conference ended, but the real storm had just begun. Overnight, dozens of Zhou Miao’s fan sites shut down, and many fans changed their Weibo avatars to solid black—a sign of quitting and unfollowing.

Hu San’s direct messages flooded with angry fans, but she was quick to delete her Weibo account before the backlash could become unbearable.

Still, such extreme reactions were in the minority. Most fans, after watching the live stream, expressed their blessings. It was evident that Zhou Miao truly cared for Hu San, especially in the genuine smile he wore during the last slide.

As one of the hottest idols, Zhou Miao’s courage to publicly acknowledge his relationship in front of so many was admirable and earned respect.

After the press conference, Zhou Miao’s “Let me introduce…” photo went viral across platforms, spawning countless parody versions:

“Let me introduce my dog—the one and only!”

“Let me introduce someone else’s boyfriend—I wish I had one like this!”

“Let me introduce a fool who looks a bit like everyone here!”

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Later, Zhao Li posted a screenshot on Weibo showing 15 missed calls from her mother.

Her caption read, “If Brother Miao’s press conference had been any later, my mom would have come here wielding a knife.”

Zhao Li’s fans joined in the humor, commenting, “Don’t worry about the results this time, dear. Next time, I hope to see your photo on the final slide of Brother Miao’s presentation.”