Chapter 132: Rehabilitating the King of Music
"Who is this little cutie? She's so good at talking."
After reading it, Ai Kun happily said in the group.
"Yichen, is this a fan from your group?" Lianfeng asked curiously.
Although his words weren't particularly eloquent, they were profound and insightful, touching both her and Aikun's hearts.
After seeing the two people's questions, Yichen replied after some actions: "It seems they are not members of the fan group."
Fan groups are ultimately just a celebration for a small number of people, and may not encompass all fans.
Upon hearing Yichen's words, Lianfeng and Aikun couldn't help but exclaim, "This is definitely a true fan."
Yichen also admitted this, after all, it was the first time she had seen such a straightforward fan.
"I think we should generate more buzz for her comment."
After thinking for a moment, Yichen said that as Yichen's number one fan, he felt that what this fan said was correct.
Mingming Yichen's super topic ranking has always been number one and has remained high, while Zhou Tianyi's super topic ranking has not even risen. Why is he called the King of Asia?
The true Asian King belongs to Ou Fanchen.
"Good idea," Ai Kun and Lian Feng agreed after hearing it.
And so, what was originally a post that was only circulating in a small circle, with the help of the three people, continued to spread online.
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The Four Great Vajras.
"I'm so angry! I'm so envious I'm about to cry."
Manager Zhou was wailing and complaining in the group chat, with tears of envy welling up in his eyes.
If he could attend the Chinese Costume Festival this time, he would also have the chance to take a picture with Tianyi.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but I was the only one missing.
"This photo of you is not perfect. If you could Photoshop me in, it would be perfect."
Manager Zhou frantically tagged the three people, hoping they would reserve a spot for him.
Unexpectedly, the three completely ignored Manager Zhou, saying that it would ruin the authenticity of the photos.
How can such a photo, which could be considered a family heirloom, be photoshopped so casually?
"Please, please, just Photoshop me in..."
A man nearing thirty was acting cute in the group chat, his words filled with pleading.
It is truly heartbreaking to hear and brings tears to the eyes of anyone who hears it.
Jue Lun couldn't stand it anymore: "Alright, after we develop the photos, we'll send them to you so you can edit them yourself."
"Thank you, sob sob sob, thank you, sob sob..." Manager Zhou said gratefully.
Even though it's fake, if he believes it to be real, then it is real.
"Speaking of which, we really have to thank Lao Zhou. If it weren't for your sharp eyes, we wouldn't have known that Tianyi was also participating in the Chinese Clothing Festival."
Zhang San has changed his profile picture. He doesn't seem proud, but he's actually very proud of himself.
Manager Zhou was furious. What good was his sharp eyes? He still wasn't in the photo.
"Damn it, I just wish Tianyi held a concert, otherwise with my speed, I could definitely have gotten tickets before them."
He secretly vowed to practice his hand speed more from now on.
Not for any other reason than to make a name for myself in the future.
"Haha, we're lucky. I wonder how many people on Weibo are kicking themselves."
Liu Wei said with a hint of joy.
"Now everyone on Weibo is talking about the Hanfu Festival and Tianyi. Tianyi has indirectly boosted the sales of Hanfu," Zhang San remarked.
"I must say, Tianyi's appearance in his fine clothes truly deserves the title of 'a peerless gentleman.'" Jue Lun recalled the scene of meeting Zhou Tianyi, which was still fresh in his memory.
"Brothers, I just saw a funny joke, take a look," Manager Zhou said, changing the subject.
There was no way around it; if he let them continue their discussion, he wouldn't feel involved at all.
And the news I just saw is indeed quite funny.
The three people were intrigued by Manager Zhou, so they clicked on the picture to take a look.
"Pfft, whose kid is this? Does Tianyi need a Weibo supertopic to prove his worth?" Liu Wei laughed.
Zhang San quickly followed up with, "There's no comparison. They're probably just trying to ride the wave of popularity. Tianyi can easily get on the trending topics these days."
Jue Lun retorted without any politeness: "What is Weibo super topic? The rankings on it are just fans entertaining themselves."
"Just treat it as a joke, don't take it too seriously," Manager Zhou said at the right moment.
But because of what he said, everyone's attention was once again drawn to the Chinese Costume Festival and Zhou Tianyi. After seeing this, he wished he could slap himself.
He's so foul-mouthed, he deserves a beating!
Unbeknownst to the four people chatting idly, this post they had overlooked quickly went viral on Weibo, causing an instant sensation.
On the scarf.
"What the heck is this Weibo super topic? Are they trying to piggyback on Tianyi's popularity by using this?"
"Last time, Fan Chen's award embarrassed the Chinese music scene. Now he's trying to pick a fight again. Is he ready to be embarrassed again?"
“I’m telling you this very seriously, Zhou Tianyi has more fans than you have lice.”
"..."
Originally, this was just the curiosity of an ignorant passerby.
As public opinion fermented, it stirred up waves of controversy.
Furthermore, due to the behind-the-scenes efforts of Ai Kun and his two friends, this Weibo post, which should have been unremarkable, quickly rose to the top of Weibo's trending topics.
The process was incredibly simple, but once the post was laid bare before all netizens, things became anything but simple.
Just a while ago, it was revealed that Zhou Tianyi single-handedly defied the cold wave and powerfully ascended to the throne of Asian pop king, but in the blink of an eye, people refuted this, saying that Zhou Tianyi has no traffic.
In particular, this guy even used the so-called Weibo super topic ranking to show off his knowledge, thinking that the popularity of celebrities is ranked according to the Weibo super topic ranking.
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