Chapter 227
Zhou Xiao, behind the screen, read Chen Shenju's reply, pondered for a moment, and typed "good." This message was quite revealing. Could it possibly be that the increasingly meticulous assistant was saying "good things"? Was it related to Luo Chen's editor-in-chief?
Judging from the other party's response, a follow-up should be forthcoming soon. Zhou Xiao opened the group chat, and the atmosphere within was a bit subdued. Scrolling upwards, he saw a flood of marketing accounts awaiting review control. Many offered new interpretations of the word "promise" and speculation from forum users.
Ji Shao's popularity and fame this year have gradually separated him from the group NINE STAR. When people mention Ji Shao, they no longer use this prefix. His departure from the image created by national talent shows during his time in the group is quite surprising. Of course, this is also related to the lack of performances by domestic groups.
But then the entertainment industry labeled him a competitor. Consequently, countless groups have gotten involved. Netizens and fans of some male artists are eager to see Ji Shao's fan base collapse.
Zhou Xiao saw Zhu Jianzheng withdrawing all the links that could be withdrawn in the small group. When she was confused, someone had already asked the question before her.
【Happy and auspicious】
Li Mo (Little Tail): Why did you withdraw? I don't think these are under control.
Zhu Jian (Yi Rou Ke Gang): I won't control these few comments anymore. This bastard just deleted the comments after seeing we controlled them. It's disgusting. My fans are a little demoralized [angry]
Zhou Xiao (A smile makes you look ten years younger): I got this information from Xiao Shao's assistant. Please help me send it to your fan club group [screenshot]
Zhu Jian/Li Mo/Qi Sisi/Dong Xiaoyu:!!!
Zhu Jian (Using Softness to Overcome Hardness): Oh my goodness! Xiaoxiao, you're amazing! But could you please tell me who this person in the industry is? I can tell them [pitiful.jpg]
Zhou Xiao (A smile makes you look ten years younger): Okay, that’s what I asked just now.
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Zhu Jian felt that the whole day was a rollercoaster. The lucky draw blog post celebrating Ji Shao's appearance on CCTV was still hanging in the square, and the next one was from a marketing account about "Ji Shao's secret meeting with a beautiful woman."
As a longtime fan, Zhu Jian remained rational about the news and immediately discussed it with the fans. Ji Shao's fan club is comprised of adults with independent judgment. After considering Ji Shao's schedule and the ambiguous information released by the paparazzi, everyone felt the need to verify the information with the relevant parties before making any comments.
Penguin, the person in charge of the super topic, was the first to take action. She first set the super topic to allow only those with a level of 7 or higher to post. This immediately blocked a large number of small accounts that were trying to take advantage of the situation, and then deployed several subordinates to maintain stability within the super topic.
As the fan club members each performed their duties, Zhu Jian's previously anxious heart began to calm. She believed in Ji Shao. Although the domestic entertainment industry was awful, she didn't think Ji Shao, who memorized everyone's ID and sent autographed photos because of a fan's words, would destroy his career during his rise.
Since his debut, Ji Shao has been considered by fans and outsiders alike as the perfect idol: handsome, approachable, kind, humble, highly skilled, and always positive. When he's had conflicts with fans of other groups, they've jokingly called him a "perfect fake."
As a veteran fan of the show and someone who's had her fair share of scandals, Zhu Jian wondered if this wasn't a testament to Ji Shao's dedication to his role as an "idol." Was Ji Shao a perfectly tailored product? Zhu Jian didn't think so, as she was drawn to him by the ambition he saw in his eyes. Therefore, Zhu Jian trusted Ji Shao, and until there was concrete evidence, the paparazzi's words were all just fabrications.
Although there were many marketing accounts to control, Zhu Jian's mentality became calm after communicating with the members of the fan club. However, this peace of mind was soon broken by the shameless marketing accounts deleting comments!
After receiving the submissions from her young fans, she gritted her teeth and recorded the marketing accounts that had deleted the comments in a book, and at the same time withdrew all the links of these marketing accounts that could be withdrawn from various groups.
Seeing many people wondering why the link was withdrawn, Zhu Jian copied and pasted a reply to explain the reason. But seeing her friends' questions in the group chat, she finally couldn't help but curse the paparazzi. Then, the next second, she saw the screenshot Zhou Xiao sent.
Artists' staff members are no secret in fan circles. Because they often travel with artists, their managers' and assistants' phone numbers and IDs are considered public information within the fan community. It's the kind of place where anyone can find out if they want to. Everyone already knows who Huayao's assistant is, specifically for Ji Shao.
In fact, when she saw that the screenshot was sent by her friend Zhou Xiao, she already believed it. After all, Zhou Xiao seemed to have connections with people in the industry. At this point, Zhu Jian had completely forgotten about the two assistants she had met at the photo exhibition.
Zhu Jian was practically overjoyed when he saw this screenshot. But seeing the assistant's claim in the screenshot that it should be communicated among the fanbase first? This needs to be treated with rigor. If the facts don't match, at best, it would imply a lack of credibility for the fan club. At worst, it would imply a fanbase's deranged whitewashing, which could lead to some fans being disappointed and leaving.
"Did I just ask that?" Zhu Jian muttered this as he saw Zhou Xiao's reply. He was about to remind him that he was asking about someone in the industry, but then he suddenly stood up and let out a shocked cry, "Holy crap!"
"Knock, knock!" At the same time, her grandmother's puzzled voice came from outside the door, "Rou Rou! What's wrong?"
"No, it's okay!" Zhu Jian responded immediately, suppressing his excitement. "My toe just hit the table leg!"
Outside, her grandmother was nagging her about being careless, but Zhu Jian was now lying on her bed, her mouth almost twisted with joy. In her previously unresolved mind, Zhou Xiao was her friend, a fandom icon, completely forgetting she was a hot new photographer in the entertainment industry! She was the one whose fans of many big-name artists were begging her to photograph their own artists!
After calming down a bit, Zhu Jian sat up and picked up her phone that had fallen on the floor. Then she saw a new message from her friend:
Zhou Xiao (A smile makes you ten years younger): Please give me the links that were withdrawn.
Zhu Jian covered his mouth, feeling his entire body on fire at these words. Thinking back to 101 until now, Zhou Xiao's presence seemed like a lasting sense of security. Behind the screen, she nodded vigorously and swiftly combined the link and sent it to Zhou Xiao.
For Zhou Xiao, Xiang Zhujian's acquisition of the link wasn't simply a means of controlling comments; it was also to give fans something to do before an official announcement. Furthermore, while these marketing accounts weren't very specific, their instructive statements, combined with the excessive number of shares, likes, comments, and views, were enough for the company to collect evidence.
Moreover, she had already remembered why Lu Shi had invited Ji Shao and Liang Wendao to dinner. She also had a video she had taken at that time stored on her computer.
——A certain blog——
@FlippedPan Ran Xin Dong·Ji Shao:#Ji Shao Super Talk#
The rumor is false. I heard that the marketing account deleted everyone's comments? It doesn't matter, we are trying to find the moon in the sea, they can't delete it all. [Marketing Account Link Collection]
[Unlimited circle lucky draw] Repost this blog post and draw 1,000 people to share 100,000 yuan. Note: Likes will be checked, and you need not have blacklisted Ji Shao.
【Go, go, go!】
[Xindong teacher, you are out! 5555! You really came out to support us! TAT]
When will this vicious trend of fabricating rumors based on nothing but a paparazzi trailer, without even a shred of evidence, end?
[Who said the fans wouldn't dare come out and defend Ji Shao?! It's like trying to reach for the moon in the bottom of the sea! Who wants to go to the front row today? We'll take you there!]
[I want to see if the marketing account's speed of deleting comments can match our speed of rescuing people.]
【……】
The fan community, which had been somewhat depressed, suddenly came together again with the appearance of "Pangrenxindong". For their own number one website, whether it was the fans during the 101 era or after the group's formation, the trust they placed in it was far higher than that of the big fans and fan club members on the homepage.
Perhaps some people were skeptical after seeing the online revelations. But when they saw the clear "Rumors are false" message on the phone, it felt like they had found their way back to the harbor. They felt instantly reassured and enthusiastically joined their colleagues in the rescue effort.
At the same time, after Zhu Jian erased the relevant information and used his personal integrity to guarantee that the screenshot was genuine and that someone in the industry had sent it to him, but he would not disclose who sent it, the screenshot quickly spread among Ji Shao's fans at the speed of light.
As a fan club member, Zhu Jian, based on her past performance and the trust placed in her by everyone, is qualified to assume responsibility for the authenticity of the screenshots, even though this might only be the last time. However, with no response from her fans, and seeing the fans exhausted and anxious, she decided to gamble on their trust.
Zhu Jian did this because he didn't want Zhou Xiao to be dragged into the topic of her private contact with Ji Shao's staff. Although Zhou Xiao was truly an insider, there would always be people focusing on her. Zhu Jian had always remembered the rumors about Zhou Xiao's past.
Although some fans were curious about who this person was, her fans and big fans were so excited that no one doubted the authenticity of the censored screenshot.
With the appearance of the heart-pounding person and the reassurance given by the fan club and big fans, all the operations that the instigator thought were enough to cause a huge upheaval in Ji Shao's fan circle were resolved.
But this situation was still within their consideration. After all, in the photos they received, Ji Shao and a woman were indeed photographed by paparazzi. Although the distance was not close, the fact that they were in the same frame was enough to make people talk about it.
Inside the studio, several paparazzi, who had just finished typing out a thick stack of speech notes, were overjoyed. While Huayao hadn't been so stingy yet to come and concede, their generous financial team had already given them a generous red envelope. They were happily dreaming of Huayao and Xincheng sending the money, but they had no idea it was already on its way, and what they had delivered was a lawyer's letter!
"Lao Lin, the number of people who have made reservations for the live broadcast has exceeded 600,000!" a bald-headed man said happily.
"Damn! What you said, these people are really stupid! Ji Shao's popularity is really high. If I start a few more live broadcasts, my KPI for this year will be reached!" Yes, paparazzi also have KPI requirements for live broadcasts.
"Isn't it obvious who bought it? I guess if they were generous, they would have bought you at least one million reservation!" Someone passing by looked at the two of them with disdain. They didn't know this stuff, and they were still doing live broadcasts. They might not even be able to read when they get there. Just as I was thinking about it, the bald man started pointing at the words on the A4 paper and asking how to read them.
The junior executive, known as Lao Lin, turned around and saw that he didn't recognize the word either! He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said mysteriously, "That's a bad word. I'll skip it later!"
As soon as the words fell, a series of crackling sounds erupted. The three of them looked into the small, private office. When they opened the door, a cell phone, its screen shattered to pieces, lay on the floor. Looking at the boss's expression, it was fluctuating.
Lao Lin had already turned on his cell phone quickly at this moment, and then he fell silent as well, until the fireworks that had burned to the end burned his fingers, and then he woke up.
On the phone screen were two lawyers' letters. One from Sun City and one from Huayao, each of them giving them a meal. And beneath the photo, a trending search, #LuShi and JiShaoLiangWenDaoPhoto#, soared to the second spot.
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