WBSGVS Chapter 244 Part 1

Chapter 244 — “Contestant Calls the Police on Reality Show”

In just a short time, the phrase “Reality Show Contestant Calls the Police” shot to the top of the trending topics, drawing massive public attention.

The viral post came from a blogger who had recorded everything leading up to the livestream cutoff. The accompanying caption detailed the whole situation—from Jiang Qingli’s performance on the show, her seeming compliance after a night’s rest, to her surprisingly flawless completion of three tasks. It all gave the illusion she had adjusted, like many previous contestants supposedly “reformed” by the program.

After completing those tasks, she was finally given a chance to use a phone and call her family. Just as everyone was expecting a tearful, heartfelt moment, the girl hopped on her “reward” bicycle and tried to escape. The production crew scrambled after her, only to find out she wasn’t running away—she had called the police. The crew’s frantic pursuit had inadvertently helped provide real-time evidence for what she described as “kidnapping.”

At the end of the post, the blogger raised a critical question:
“Has this show broken the law?”

Most people weren’t legal experts, so they couldn’t definitively say whether the show was in violation or whether contracts signed by participants covered such scenarios. But one thing was clear: Jiang Qingli calling the police lit the internet on fire.

[Online Reactions]

• “Holy crap, this girl is badass!”

• “She called the cops? The whole livestream just cut out—all four feeds are down.”

• “I don’t know if it’s illegal, but this show is done for.”

• “Wait, if she could call the police, why didn’t anyone else do that in previous seasons?”

• “Because most of these contestants are kids! How many teenagers think of doing that?”

• “Finally, someone said it—dragging unwilling guests onto a show like this is a violation of personal freedom. How was this allowed to air for so long?”

• “If she called the police, it means she was coerced. That alone could make this illegal.”

• “We’re all cheering for her! About time someone stood up to these people. Sue the hell out of them, beautiful girl!”

The public had varying takes, but one sentiment was unanimous:
This time, the production team messed with the wrong person.

Meanwhile, in Xu Family Village, things were just as chaotic.

Xu Yeye and his two grandkids were completely floored by Jiang Qingli’s bold move. The entire village turned up to watch the commotion. And the show’s crew? They were in full panic mode.

Jiang Qingli’s emergency call had been made during the live broadcast, and she even tried to escape, prompting a full-on chase. Some crew members even tried to snatch her phone away. The livestream was still active when this happened, and the audio was crystal clear. Every word, every yell—all caught on record. There was no denying what happened.

Sure, Jiang Qingli didn’t make it far—her body wasn’t trained, and she lacked stamina. The production crew also had vehicles.

But she’d already stated the full address during the emergency call.

And since emergency calls are recorded, everything was documented. So when they finally caught her and took her phone, she wasn’t worried in the slightest. Surrounded by tense, anxious faces, she smiled sweetly:

“Relax. The police will be here soon.”

“You’re insane! Why would you call the cops?!” shouted the assistant director assigned to her.

Qingli blinked innocently.
“Why not? I didn’t want to be on this show. You forced me. That’s illegal—both infringement and restriction of personal freedom. Obviously, I had to call for help. That’s what we’re always taught to do, right?”

“You should’ve said something earlier!” the assistant director snapped.

Qingli’s face turned cold.
“How much louder could I have said it?”

That shut him up. She had made a fuss from the very first day. But no one took it seriously—every contestant protested at the start. They all ended up complying eventually.

Because deep down, they knew: there was no way out.

But now, someone had called the police?
That wasn’t supposed to happen.

The assistant director, on the verge of a breakdown, desperately tried to contact the main director. But he couldn’t get through—because the director had already gone into full crisis management mode.

This had blown up fast. Top trending topic. Endless scrutiny. No easy fix.

What made things worse was that although Jiang Qingli was still underage, she was already sixteen, and the crew wasn’t her legal guardian. She had called the police live, and if they didn’t respond, that would look even worse.

Just thinking about the consequences made the director’s teeth chatter with regret.

He should’ve known better than to take this deal. But he got greedy, lured in by Jiang Zheng’s promises of investment. Now he had a full-blown PR disaster on his hands.

Variety show directors already sat at the bottom of the industry food chain. And while this one had dreams of moving on to scripted television or film, every project he touched flopped. No one wanted to invest in him, so he turned to reality TV. He’d hoped connections from this show would help revive his directing career.

Now? That dream was circling the drain.

He finally got through to the TV station, explained the situation, and then ducked into a corner to call Jiang Zheng directly.

“Mr. Jiang, your cousin… she just called the cops. On the livestream. This thing has blown up. Could you maybe—”

“She called the police?” Jiang Zheng cut him off, startled. “Didn’t you say she couldn’t get her phone?”

The director laughed bitterly.
“It’s been days. She was behaving well. She said she wanted to call her family after finishing a task. I didn’t expect she’d use it to call the police.”

“F*ck!” Jiang Zheng cursed, then hissed, “Just say my grandfather approved it. Don’t involve me in this. I’ll wire you an extra ten million. But if you mess this up, you know I have the power to make sure you’ll never work in this industry again.”

The director’s heart sank.
He knew exactly what that tone meant—he was being thrown under the bus.
But when he heard “ten million,” any resistance he might’ve had crumbled.

“…Got it.”