Chapter 254: Thorns In Palm And Back Of Hand
“Started playing the forwarding trick.”
Besides creating black super pull discussion groups, fan circle fans have another common tactic, which is forwarding. Weibo forwards not only allow editing content but also notify the post owner.
Except for not being able to like or sort by time, forwarding is similar to commenting, but insults don’t need likes anyway.
You can set it so people can’t comment, but forwarding really can’t be controlled. Bad reviews can at least be deleted, but forwards can’t even be deleted; you can only endure the scolding.
Fei Hong’s homepage was already a mess. Those who didn’t know might think he committed some crime, but he just dated a girlfriend.
They are a perfect match, talented man and beautiful woman; who are these monsters to oppose?
This level of cyberbullying really isn’t “just don’t look.” Ordinary people can pretend not to see, but for stars, the account is part of their personal image.
Being slung mud like this will greatly damage reputation. Future projects wanting to cooperate with you also have to consider this public opinion pressure.
“Aren’t you going to provide some support?”
Qi Luo An looked gravely at Yu Wei. If no support soon, Fei Hong’s head would be smashed; strike when needed.
“My support won’t help.”
For others’ grudges and romance, Yu Wei couldn’t just jump in and curse either, or he’d fail to support and instead pull more hate for Fei Hong.
“Didn’t you say let Fei Hong tank while you deal damage?”
If she didn’t know Yu Wei wasn’t that type, Qi Luo An would suspect he wanted to sell out his teammate. Fei Hong was almost turned into a porcupine; where was the damage?
“Damage does need me to deal it, but I’m not the one making the move.”
Yu Wei was ultimately just an onlooker. Even if he acted, he couldn’t deal much damage. To break fan circle fans’ defenses, the main person had to step up personally.
Only Zhou Mumu herself could deal this wave of damage. In short, as long as Zhou Mumu didn’t state her position, Fei Hong would never be recognized by her fans.
Company and fans gave her a lot of pressure, but that wasn’t a reason for her to do nothing.
Romance is a matter for two people; no matter what, she couldn’t always hide behind and let Fei Hong take the scolding alone.
Fei Hong had already made many sacrifices. If Zhou Mumu didn’t even show this attitude, Yu Wei would really doubt if they could go on.
He wasn’t a CP fan; this still had to consider reality. Even if one walks ninety-nine steps, the other has to take one step.
This damage only Zhou Mumu could deal, and it was most suitable for her. Others helping would treat symptoms not the root; her attitude was the most important.
“You’re right.”
Qi Luo An nodded in recognition. In short, their romance being rejected by fans this much was because Zhou Mumu’s personality was too soft.
Company and fans’ pressure existed, but her indecisive attitude was the horn for fans to charge in their eyes.
If she had been tough once or twice, their situation wouldn’t be this tough.
Qi Luo An didn’t know about others, but if she and Yu Wei were in their positions, she wouldn’t let Yu Wei suffer any grievance. Old lady wants to date; don’t call.
For this wave of support, Zhou Mumu was indeed the most suitable. If it continued like this, Fei Hong would be heartbroken…
Yu Wei had already given the props for dealing damage; it depended on whether she dared to step forward.
Yu Wei couldn’t keep gossiping. In the afternoon they continued practice until rehearsal was nearly over in the evening when he heard new developments.
Zhou Mumu didn’t disappoint and made her move, making Yu Wei unconsciously relieved. It seemed their emotion could withstand the test.
Being soft in personality was fine, but at key moments, she had to dare to make choices. Without a doubt, today’s Zhou Mumu did it.
She didn’t post anything else, just forwarded Yu Wei’s AI version of “Encounter.” This was the prop for dealing damage.
“Nice song. We went in such a big circle to encounter; I understand your importance more than anyone.”
At this critical juncture, her forwarding a little love song made her attitude very clear. For fans, this was the last thing they wanted to see.
While they were charging, the main person suddenly stepped out and posted this Weibo; the meaning was self-evident.
This lyric became the best portrayal now. Zhou Mumu knew posting this would upset fans, but she did it resolutely because she understood how important he was.
Though not explicitly stated, her attitude was very firm. This was exactly the effect Yu Wei wanted—no need for mutual destruction; stopping there was best.
Whether the masked singer identity or the song’s meaning, nothing was spelled out. In this ambiguous situation, fans couldn’t easily speak up even if they wanted trouble.
What masked singer? I don’t know. This is just an ordinary AI work, nothing else; don’t talk nonsense…
Yu Wei still chose the advance-or-retreat tactic, but it seemed very effective. Fans seeing Zhou Mumu’s song-sharing post had gone crazy.
“What do you mean, what does posting this mean now?”
“I didn’t expect you to cut ties with that person, but what are you doing?”
“Who told you to post this? Who made you? At your young age, what do you know?”
Frenzied with some incredulous preaching tone, they only led the charge and never expected a fire in the rear.
Super Topic was completely chaotic, shifting from simply cursing Fei Hong to self-doubt.
Where was their obedient and sensible Mu Mu? Actually jumping out at this juncture to speak for that dog man.
What was so good about Fei Hong? Ugly and popularity roadside-level; did it have to be him?
After brief complaints, they continued going crazy. Why didn’t the company care? What did Yu Wei’s song mean? They were just good to Mu Mu; what was wrong?
Finally came; finally coming to surround him.
Fei Hong’s version of “The Answer” made too much noise; everyone almost forgot the AI singer as his opponent.
After Zhou Mumu’s post, not only did it back Fei Hong, but it also brought the song back into everyone’s vision.
Netizens clicked in and listened; this song was good—direct and powerful. The line “grip and won’t let go” was romantic yet firm, like tailor-made for today’s big gossip parties.
These days, gentle yet firm love songs are rare; this release timing was too coincidental…
Fans self-deceived, but netizens weren’t blind. Fei Hong and Zhou Mumu hadn’t officially announced, but no hype or marketing showed they were serious.
Zhou Mumu speaking out at this juncture, matching the lyric’s “decide not to let go” vow, had a perfect unity of voice and intent effect.
Looking at it, Yu Wei was the behind-the-scenes manipulator—not only arranging mutual masked guest performance but also producing such a timely song. Accidental or intentional?
What netizens discovered, Zhou Mumu’s fans naturally did too. They respected Yu Wei before, but now this kid wasn’t a good bird either.
Fan circle fans going crazy would target anyone; so what about Yu Wei? They cursed without hesitation!
“This song feels average too; except that one line, the rest is pretty ordinary.”
“Yu Wei’s worst song; who agrees, who opposes?”
“Bad!”
“Daring to release such a bad song; paving the way for Fei Hong to advance? Males starting to cluster again.”
Oh my fist master…
Directly igniting gender opposition wasn’t what Yu Wei expected. To be fair, many fan circle female fans were misogynistic.
Someone might ask: how about female fans of male idols? Answer: still misogynistic. In their eyes, idols are soft sweet little cakes, all princesses, not males.
“They even attacked your music.”
This was what surprised Qi Luo An most; Yu Wei’s song could be trashed?
Qi Yuan’s million Yu Yuan hated Yu Wei back then but never trashed his songs.
These “herders” were really crazy, starting to talk nonsense with eyes open—classic awkward blackening.
This song naturally wasn’t a golden hit, but it was absolutely table-worthy. If this was trash, half of Chinese music would be gone.
Don’t look at them cursing now; if given to their idol, they’d fight to grab it…
“Normal.”
Fan circle, nothing strange no matter how they curse. In this environment, people must constantly prove themselves; there will always be doubters.
No matter how many champion trophies, before the next, even the best contestant gets questioned—questioning costs nothing.
Finally here, the common talent exhausted segment in entertainment novels…
Actually, Zhou Mumu’s fans were still restrained, not daring to offend him too harshly, so just cursing the song, not attacking him personally.
Even in rage, they were ultimately bullies afraid of the tough. Verbal hype was fine; really attacking Yu Wei brought no benefit.
Yu Wei had no time to mess with them; today’s class ended here.
“Opposite side AI’s votes suddenly surged a lot.”
Qi Luo An casually checked the competition. AI had no fans; at this juncture, netizens were busy gossiping—who’d vote for AI?
No need to think; definitely Zhou Mumu’s fans. Unable to vent frustration, they directly voted AI to eliminate Fei Hong!
Could only say they were too vicious; even this mad, didn’t forget to target the opponent.
“Thinking of them calling your song trash while gritting teeth to vote for it makes me want to laugh.”
Left is Fei Hong, right is the song they hate; both sides are thorns.
“No problem, let them vote.”
Best if they eliminate Fei Hong in one go; otherwise, Yu Wei’s next round would start with “Today You Will Marry Me.”
This move worked; wouldn’t he brainlessly repeat it?
After leaving the practice room, Qi Luo An followed closely behind, clearly intending to go home with him.
“What are you doing?”
“Seeing you’re being cyberbullied, afraid you’d get stabbed on the road by brainless fan circle fans?”
Qi Luo An patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
God gold; Zhou Mumu’s fans wouldn’t be that extreme. Online hype was fine; this excuse was lame.
“Fine, want to watch the program with you.”
Music Blind Box’s tenth episode aired tonight, next week’s finale live broadcast. Program team timed it perfectly.
They’d watched many episodes; for this last one, Qi Luo An naturally wanted to watch with him—next week they’d be on-site and couldn’t.
“Don’t you have a king bomb in the tenth episode? Tonight’s broadcast, Zhou Mumu’s fans will be dumbfounded at least—fastest slap in history.”
Tenth episode…
Wonder if “Tomorrow Will Be Better” could stir some waves. Yu Wei paused, suddenly remembering he sang “Singing and Smiling” midway.
This song wasn’t even in the book.
