Three days later, Zhao An had arranged for the actors to do a pre-opening tour. Tomorrow was the release date for Avengers 1, and a large number of pre-orders had already been received. He had also hired numerous hackers and teams to locate those pirated copies of the film. He would publicly report the incident to the police, while secretly sending Bao Xiong and his men to deal with them.
He could cause their deaths by accident, imprison and torture them, or even simply castrate them and leave them to fend for themselves. If you tried to steal his food, you'd be dead.
Just then, Zhao An received a call from Bai Junlin. "Honey, this has gotten out of hand. Twenty schools have banded together and are asking the organizers to ban you from the competition, saying your participation would discourage students. They've already secured first place, making you uncompetitive."
Zhao An was delighted. "I understand. Leave it to me. Don't worry. I'll teach them what wrongdoing is."
After hanging up, Zhao An started posting updates and had his PR team spread the word.
"I'm too strong to participate in the science and technology competition. Some schools are afraid that a top-level expert like me will slaughter the novice village!" Zhao An posted the update and then left it alone, returning to filming. This time, he's filming The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng, a historical martial arts film. As for when it'll be released, he'll film it first.
The update was quickly shared, and with the help of his PR team, it instantly became a trending topic.
A large number of people began to watch, and this caused a huge stir.
You have to remember that Zhao An is still a student. Even after starting his own business, opening his own company and making films, he's still a student, a brilliant student. He scores at the top of his class, earning money while others are still studying. He's already paying people when others need to find jobs.
This kind of student is almost unbelievable, and it's hard to understand why he could be so gifted.
Fans soon started commenting on the update, and the number of comments grew over time.
"What schools signed this? Post it and see. These days, schools can't afford to lose!"
"A max-level boss slaughtering a village of rookies? How arrogant! I love that kind of dominance. It's so satisfying!"
"I almost couldn't hold my 40-meter-long sword. Turns out the guy upstairs is a friendly force!"
"What they said is true. A genius bullying elementary school kids? How shameful!"
"I don't know if it's shameful or not. I just know the guy upstairs is like, fuck your mother, you idiot!"
The comments section began to flood with insults. Fanatics and diehards responded to the smear campaign with friendly family greetings, including greetings to the other person's mother and other female family members.
In the principal's office of No. 13 Middle School, the pot-bellied principal was poring over the newspaper, awaiting good news. He couldn't let Zhao An from No. 2 Middle School compete. Someone like him couldn't even be on the field; he completely exceeded the competition standards. This time, he had joined forces with others to sign a petition. As long as there were enough people, the organizers would take it seriously.
Essentially, some villains are targeting us for their own selfish interests, and Huang Meng might be behind this.
Dean of Studies Zheng Yuan hurriedly pushed open the door and entered. "Principal, this is terrible! Zhao An from Second Middle School has posted a complaint to the organizers. He's even threatened to sue us, accusing us of slander."
Principal Pant of Thirteenth Middle School, still unaware of the severity of the situation, simply poured himself a cup of tea. "Old Zheng, don't worry. There are over thirty schools participating this time, almost half of the participating schools. Our suggestions are reasonable. Zhao An no longer meets the requirements. Is it okay to stifle the students' enthusiasm? It's not good! If everyone follows his lead, there's no point in holding this competition. It's just a one-man show."
There's some truth to this, but on closer inspection, it's just a case of someone who can't stand losing and is the first to file a complaint. Expelling the favorite is simply shameless.
This is more or less related to the lofty ambitions Zhao An flaunted during his livestream. His aura is simply too strong, creating a very threatening atmosphere.
At least those in the know know that developing the underlying software and core programs of a livestreaming platform is also a form of innovation. It's also an invention. If someone is capable of inventing such an invention, then participating in a high school science and technology competition isn't just bullying? It's not an exaggeration to say that a top-level expert is slaughtering the novice village.
But there's a problem here. Besides being a top-level expert, Zhao An is also a student. To be so brilliant, doesn't it simply mean the school's education is excellent? Otherwise, how could such a talented student be born?
The incident has escalated. A high school science and technology innovation competition is just a formality. It's about inspiring students' inspiration. Scientists aren't cultivated overnight; it's about inspiring inspiration and interest step by step, thus encouraging these students to develop in the field of science. That's the purpose of the competition.
As for the prize money? What can the 3,000 first-place prize really do for them? Some care, some don't.
It's just that I'm not as skilled as the other person. What's there to say? The reason I can't win isn't because the other person is too strong, but because I'm too weak and stupid. Instead of looking for the reason in myself, I'm trying to lower my opponent's IQ and then defeat them with my vast experience. Even the donkeys in the production team would laugh!
"That's true, but that Zhao An has already taken the field himself. He mocked our incompetence." The Dean of Studies was a little angry and a little frustrated. Well, the truth is, it's just fear. Fear of not being able to defeat the other person. Fear is just a casual thing.
Pant, however, disagreed. "Old Zheng, this isn't a question of ability. This is a question of education. Is it appropriate to stifle students' creative nature? It's not appropriate!"
Soon, the phone rang. "Is that Principal Pan?"
"It's me. Who are you?" Pan, still unaware, felt something was amiss.
"I'm from the Discipline Inspection Commission. Someone has reported you for corruption and bribery, and for using work as an excuse to have improper sexual behavior with a female teacher. Please come and cooperate with the investigation. If you don't come, we will personally come to your house to invite you over." The person on the other end of the phone answered truthfully. This was to save face for the other party. If they went directly to the house with people and were seen by students, the impact would be huge.