PNB Chapter 009 is trending? No, it's socially infamous.
Chapter 009 is trending? No, it's socially infamous.
Yang Du has become famous.
To be precise, starting from 20 minutes after Tao Cheng's disastrous accidental like last night, the hashtag #TaoChengLikesLateNight# slowly but surely climbed to the tail end of Weibo's trending topics, making Yang Du famous along with it!
If an ordinary female celebrity accidentally likes a post, at most it will cause a small ripple in the fan community, and it will never achieve this kind of widespread impact.
But the object of Tao Cheng's "like" this time was just too special.
Good heavens, it's actually a classic, melodramatic family drama written in the style of a popular Chinese romance novel!
This is like a fairy who doesn't eat the food of the mortal world, staying up late at night, hiding under the covers and enjoying watching the trivial matters of the village's aunts and uncles.
This stark contrast in behavior is sure to spark the imagination and make it hard for onlookers not to get excited.
Furthermore, various marketing accounts, like sharks smelling blood, jumped in to ride the wave and fuel the fire, completely igniting the flames.
But no matter how heated the online searches get, they all have a vague sense of distance. What truly made Yang Du feel what it meant to be "cooked in a blazing fire" was his Weibo account called "Yang Dudu".
He originally had only 300 fans, but in just one night, that number skyrocketed to 10!
The number of reposts and comments under Yang Du's Weibo post is now in the tens of thousands.
This is the terrifying energy that a rising female singer unintentionally unleashed online.
Yang Dusheng scrolled through the comments section with a sense of despair. Most of the comments were from netizens earnestly doing reading comprehension, analyzing and discussing why Tao Cheng liked the post, why she liked it at this time, whether there was any other deeper meaning, and which male star in the industry this article about a cheating man keeping a mistress was actually alluding to.
Along with Yang Du's account, this group of incredibly capable fans thoroughly investigated everything from beginning to end.
All those pretentious, artsy photos he posted on Weibo before, playing guitar and composing music, have been dug up.
[Holy crap, the blogger is actually an artsy type? Is she really not just an old lady in disguise?]
【Seriously, buddy, are you kidding me? With a face like that, writing this kind of stuff behind your back, do your family know?】
[What kind of heartbreak has this guy suffered? Let's discuss it (dog head and rose emoji)]
Yang Du's image as an artsy young man on Weibo has completely collapsed.
If the explosion of data online was merely a shock to Yang Du from behind a screen, then social death in reality was a pure physical blow.
The moment he opened his eyes that morning, a glaring red dot appeared above the unread messages in the WeChat class group: 999+!
From last night until now, I don't know how many people have been tagging him in the group chat.
Yang Du took a deep breath, opened the group chat, and what greeted his eyes was not text, but a long string of voice messages, which were refreshing at an astonishing speed.
He clicked on one of them.
The next second, a male classmate's voice, full of emotion, came from the phone: "I did swipe your card to buy her things, but so what? You keep saying we're husband and wife, but now you're calculating every penny. Isn't your money my money too?!"
"Hahaha." Loud laughter came from his roommate Zhao Yiren next to him. "They're reciting and dubbing in different roles."
After being away for several days, Zhao Yiren was thrilled to be back with some fresh gossip.
Yang Du got goosebumps all over his body. Before he could react, the next voice message automatically played, this time a roaring voice:
"What you need isn't a husband! It's a perfect marriage! I'm just a decoration for you to prove your life is without flaws! Lin Manjun! You're so selfish!"
Yes, Lin Manjun is the female lead who suffers for love.
What really broke Yang Du's nerves was the third one, which was even accompanied by a very sad background music:
"Qingya has nothing left, only me. I can't abandon her now. Let me have the house; let's part amicably, so we both have a place to stay, okay?"
Good heavens!
Yang Du threw his phone on the bed, covered his face with his hands, and fell straight backward onto the blanket.
Beside his bed, his three roommates laughed uproariously, watching him as if he were a rare animal.
"Protect our commander!" Zhao Yiren said playfully, crossing his arms in front of his chest and striking a bodyguard pose.
Zhou Feng gloated and teased, "Commander, you're quite the celebrity at the Beijing Conservatory of Music now. Did you know that I just went to the cafeteria and heard that someone wants to visit our Orange Garden Dormitory and pay homage to our literary giant who is well-versed in the ways of marriage and emotions?"
"Dude, you've got some serious connections. Interacting with a top actress, even if it's one-sided, is something only we at Beijing Conservatory of Music have done. You can brag about this until graduation," Liu Ji exclaimed in amazement.
"Stop talking, I want to be alone..." Yang Du's muffled voice came from between his fingers.
Half an hour later, escorted by his three roommates, Yang Du put on a baseball cap and a mask and slipped out of the dormitory building.
As soon as they arrived at the school gate, they saw two entertainment reporters with cameras around their necks looking around. They had obviously followed the clues on Weibo and come to the Beijing Conservatory of Music to stake out the place.
"Get in the car, get in the car!" Zhao Yiren reacted quickly and shoved Yang Du into the taxi he had just hailed.
Just as Yang Du got on the bus, he received a call of condolence from Huo Xintong, the department head, who had helped introduce Tao Cheng to him.
"Xiao Yang, the school saw the online uproar. It's okay, it's normal for musicians to have their own personalities, hahaha, didn't some musicians in the Republican era like to run around naked?"
"Just focus on your work on 'Flammable and Explosive' and don't let those things online affect your performance. I've already prepared your sick leave slip; your teacher has high hopes for you."
With his teacher's blessings, Yang Du arrived at Jinshi Music Recording Studio without any major incidents. Pushing open the door, he looked both excited and embarrassed.
Tao Cheng and Sister Hong had arrived early.
Upon seeing Yang Du enter, the singer, who had inadvertently stirred up a storm on the internet, felt quite embarrassed.
"Junior... I'm so sorry, I really didn't expect things to turn out like this... I just wasn't paying attention while I was putting on a face mask..."
The more she talked, the more guilty she felt.
Yang Du was a newcomer, and it was her hard work to be a producer for the first time. However, because of her, the difficulty was increased.
To accommodate the sudden release of the song in a PR campaign, the post-production time has been compressed to a maximum of 72 hours. This workload and pressure are no different from hell for a novice producer.
"It's alright, senior." Yang Du took off her hat, her tone becoming calmer. "Director Fang and the public relations department have already made the arrangements. It's good to strike while the iron is hot."
"As long as you stay in good shape, leave the technical stuff in the studio to me."
Tao Cheng and Sister Hong were slightly taken aback by these words, and for some reason felt a sense of security and reliability from the young man in front of them who had not yet graduated.
However, Yang Du underestimated the wickedness of this world.
In the control room, Old Li, who was sitting in front of the console, turned around, his face trying to suppress a laugh. He held it in for a moment, but couldn't help it.
"Producer Yang, hahaha, your article was truly insightful and moving."
Old Li sighed as he spoke, "It would be even better if the subject matter were more appealing to men. Last night, my wife was cursing while reading it, and she even kicked me."
tired.
Destroy this world.