Wen Xingze tore open the last box of instant noodles and poured half a cup of hot water.
He turned on the TV as background music, then curled up on the old sofa and waited for the noodles to soak.
As expected, the girl number 7 applied to join the group. Her real name was Lu Qiqi. Lu Qiqi's arrival made the fan club, which had been quiet for a day, lively again:
Aze and Dragon Ball (9)
[Lazy Pig: Oh my god, it's a newcomer, warmly welcome [Huahua]!!!]
[Beautiful Girl Transformation: Warmly welcome [Huahua]!!!]
Lulu Qiqi: Hello everyone [shyly] Just call me Qiqi. Why is the group called Dragon Ball...?
[Ayun loves Aze: Phew. Since there have only been seven of us in recent years, we can't call it that anymore. Should we change it to Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea?]
Wen Xingze simply changed the group name and typed: [I think it’s okay.]
These seven fans have been with Wen Xingze for a long time. They all have good personalities and there is no problem of xenophobia.
Except for Xiaolu who was preparing for the college entrance examination, everyone online came to greet Lu Qiqi, and soon everyone started chatting harmoniously.
Seeing them chatting happily, Wen Xingze felt relieved. Just as he was about to start eating instant noodles, he received a worried private message from 'Lazy Pig':
[Lazy Pig: Aze, did something happen at Daomei Entertainment? I think Wu Youjin has signed a contract with Yuwen. Who will manage you from now on?]
Wen Xingze didn't expect them to know so quickly. Feeling embarrassed but also a little touched, he replied tactfully:
[It's not clear yet, it might develop in other directions.] Like collecting junk or selling vegetables. [Don't worry, even if I stop being an artist, our group won't disband.]
Over the years, they have become more than just stars and fans, but good friends.
Lazy Pig sent three crying emojis.
In fact, fans had more or less guessed this day would come. Wen Xingze's acting career was too bumpy, and he didn't have a stable income. He only persevered for the sake of the company and his few fans.
But from the perspective of their fans, they are actually very unwilling.
No one knew better than them how good Wen Xingze was. The person they had loved for so many years was leaving in such a hurry, without even the chance to stand on a bigger and more shining stage.
Wen Xingze didn't know how to comfort Lazy Pig. He wasn't very good at this, so he just said, "Don't be like that. Let me play a song for you to have good luck."
【Lazy Pig: Wait!!!】
[I see Xingze: [Voice message]]
Lazy Pig clicked to listen.
...Sure enough, it was the familiar sound of festive instruments.
Suona!
Wen Xingze really can play the suona, and he plays it very well, although his fans don’t understand why he, as an idol, wants to learn the suona.
According to Wen Xingze, "Among all musical instruments, the suona is the king. It either ascends to heaven or worships in the hall."
After losing my job, I can occasionally go to weddings and funerals to earn some money for lunch, which is pretty good.
The joyous and festive sound of suona music poured out from the speakers. A thousand paper cranes were folded and tied with red ribbons, wishing good fortune to kind people every day. The room was filled with the warm and lively atmosphere of a village wedding.
Lazy Pig's sadness suddenly became even worse in his throat.
This is fucking a comedian!
…
After finally comforting his fans, Wen Xingze finally had some free time to do his own things.
He wanted to play games, but was hesitant: he had finally quit, and if he started playing again, he would definitely become addicted again.
Desolation felt so real to him that he couldn't quite pull himself out of it. He even remembered the names of every single one of his subjects, and his first reaction upon waking from a dream in the middle of the night was to wonder if everyone in the game was doing well.
But it's all virtual, and he's the only one who takes it seriously, which is too bad.
Wen Xingze finally couldn't help but open the game, but was blocked at the login screen. A pop-up window said, "Sorry, we are in reverse raising mode. Due to system conflicts, we are temporarily unable to log in as the king."
Wen Xingze: “?” I don’t understand.
Just when he was confused, a key word on TV suddenly caught his attention:
"...Chi Yan arrived at the Capital Airport at 6 pm this evening. Many fans are very concerned about what Mr. Chi's plans are for this return to China..."
Wen Xingze moved his ears.
Chi Yan returned to China?
It's embarrassing to say that besides playing games, Wen Xingze has another hobby, which is chasing stars.
However, it can't be considered star-chasing. After all, he's poor, unable to support himself, let alone have the money to support his idol. Chi Yan is a very magical figure in "The Rich Koi", and his existence raises the level of this skewed novel by more than a little.
Although this is a refreshing novel, the protagonist was unable to surpass Chi Yan until the end.
Chi Yan has always been the ceiling of the industry.
Wen Xingze would go to the cinema to watch every one of his movies three times, and basically he would save money and live on compressed biscuits that month.
Chi Yan is very picky about his scripts, filming only one every two or three years, and each one wins a grand slam of major domestic and international awards that year. Little is known about this actor, who is said to be aloof and taciturn in real life, with a bad temper and a disinterest in anyone.
Arrogance is a common flaw among these geniuses, but it hasn't affected Chi Yan's immense popularity. He's an unparalleled legend in his field, and the original author of "The Rich Koi" even wrote about him with a touch of reverence.
Wen Xingze moved a small stool and sat in front of the TV. The old TV screen was a little snowy. He heard the host say, "... familiar fans should know that Actor Chi is interested in transitioning to directing. The new play "One Day" is his first directorial work."
"Rumor has it that the protagonist of 'One Day' will be played by Xu Baijing."
--Fake.
In the original novel, Xu Baijing never worked with Chi Yan, although Xu Baijing himself wanted to.
The news showed a short video of Chi Yan getting off the plane today. There were so many fans that the TV station's entertainment reporter, who must have been a newcomer, couldn't even squeeze to the front of the crowd.
In the camera, Chi Yan was walking towards the exit surrounded by his assistant and agent. He looked lazy and didn't even glance at his enthusiastic fans and entertainment reporters.
But still handsome.
hateful!
Wen Xingze pressed the remote control hard, rewound and watched the scene again, thinking, "How great it would be if I were the protagonist."
Although Xu Baijing had never worked with Chi Yan, they had met several times in the original novel. How could ordinary people have such an opportunity?
Not to mention talking to Chi Yan, even meeting him is difficult, and no one knows what Chi Yan does every day.
This is the only thing that Wen Xingze envies Xu Baijing about.
After watching the news, Wen Xingze sat back and continued eating instant noodles.
Life had to go on. Starting tomorrow, I'd be unemployed, my savings were almost gone, and I had no idea how to pay for next month's rent, utilities, or anything else. Wen Xingze really wanted to play himself another suona version of "Good Luck."
Poor people don’t have much entertainment, and going to bed early can save electricity bills, so Wen Xingze went to bed at seven o’clock.
Before going to sleep, Wen Xingze thought that his amazing luck in the variety show today really seemed like a dream. When would God bless him again...
Muse Empire.
The citizens used microscopes to examine the basement, which has a total area of nine square meters.
——There was only one old home appliance, the floor was damp, and all kinds of books were crowded on the rickety second-hand bookshelves.
——The sound insulation is poor, you can hear the sound of mahjong playing next door.
——The heat dissipation is poor, there is no cooling device, there are no windows, and the lights have to be turned on during the day.
All these facts led parents to quickly draw the conclusion:
【atleast: Storage room?】
[Unless you pass Elvish Level 4, you won't change your name: Why is Zizi looking in the storage room? Where are the servants? There's a bed in this storage room. What's that flashing thing? A light screen?]
[Marry His Majesty Squad: It's a secret base, right?]
Yeah, no one goes there.
Think about it.
Even if a place like this could theoretically be habitable, it wasn't the place for their children to live in. When the imperial palace was being built, they'd allocated most of the capital planet for it, but everyone still complained about it being too cramped and unfair to the king.
Everything in the palace is of the highest quality, from servants and attendants to food, clothing and daily necessities are all carefully selected. The people of the Muse Empire treat their king as their own little apple.
Such a small space is not even qualified to be used as a storage room for Your Majesty, so how can it be a place for living?
In the 'game' screen, Wen Xingze opened the instant noodle box and started eating the noodles.
[Feng Yue Zhen Shang: My dear, please don't eat snacks in the storage room. It's too dusty and you might choke on it.]
[Aup wants ears: Where's the butler? His Majesty has been in the storage room for how long? Why hasn't the butler come over yet? He's so incompetent.]
I heard that many children like to hide in the closet or storage room to prepare a "secret base" for themselves, where they read comic books and eat without telling their parents.
This is how Wen Xingze is seen by parents now.
They were waiting for Wen Xingze to leave the storage room and return to his residence so that they could take a closer look at what Zaizai's real living environment was like.
Then.
Wen Xingze finished his instant noodles, washed the dishes, turned off the lights and went to bed.
At the same time, the game interface turned black, and the system prompt flashed:
【Baby is taking a rest~】
[The time after the baby falls asleep is considered private time. Many system operations are restricted during this time. Please see the rules for details~]
All citizens: "?"
All citizens: "???"
Wait, the baby just fell asleep like this?
In this storage room, sleeping? Not going home???
Or... is this where Zizi lives every day?
No way.
No way, no way, no way, no way, no way.
Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, this small room is not a storage room or a secret base, but the real residence of the cub.
This one in ten thousand possibility is enough to drive parents crazy.
…
The main star of the dragon clan.
The snow on this planet never melts all year round, and the endless snow-capped mountains have been deserted for a long time.
Once upon a time, this place was called the 'Dead Planet'. No crops could survive here. It was isolated from the outside world, and newborn dragons often found it difficult to survive the long and endless winter.
Until a few years ago, the king's rose flag appeared above the snow line.
The proud dragons are unwilling to accept charity and favors from anyone, except their recognized masters.
The dragon clan's obsessive desire to protect the king is long-standing, and signs of this could be seen as early as the war era.
No matter how strong the army is, it cannot withstand the fierce attack of the dragon clan. Soon a certain saying spread in the universe - when fighting with the Muse Empire, you must never harm their king, otherwise the dragon clan will make your planet disappear from the map of the universe.
At this moment, at the sacred mountain of the dragon clan, under the Kanka Mountains.
Astor, the acting patriarch of the dragon clan, was originally a golden dragon. At this moment, the massive golden dragon spread its wings, hovering high above the snow, and let out a furious roar: "Roar—"
A few seconds later, the same sound came from far away.
"roar--"
Thousands of giant dragons simultaneously transformed into their original forms, spread their wings and roared, responding to the leader's anger with the same emotion.
Across Dragon Star, awake and asleep alike, Emerald, Silver, and Red Dragons arose at this moment. The dragons' wings obscured the sky, blocking out the sun and casting a vast shadow across the earth, along with the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountains.
It was a truly magnificent sight.
Among all races, the dragon race has always had the strongest intuition, and this intuition is brought to its peak when facing matters related to the king.
From the first second that "Cub Development Plan" was launched, all dragons had an intuition that it was not a game model at all, it was their king!
The king is their Achilles' heel.
And when he thought about the 'storage room' just now, it might be Wang's residence all along, combined with the luck value and deposit given by the game... This kind of speculation cannot be thought about too deeply, and his heart cannot bear it.
Finally at this moment, led by the acting patriarch Yaster, this anger broke out completely.
Golden Dragon Aster: "Roar!!!"
The dragons: "Roar!!!"
The wasteland planets and meteorite groups around Dragon Star have been completely destroyed by the angry dragons, and the residual power is still spreading, triggering one avalanche after another.
After an unknown amount of time, everyone's violent anger finally subsided a little, and their brains were able to think a little.
Astor landed in front of the silver dragon, his terrifying and intimidating dragon might completely unable to be restrained. He asked him, "Will, have you tried your space magic? Can you go to a parallel universe?"
I don't want to endure it for a moment.
They wanted to destroy the universe that dared to treat the king like this.
Silver Dragon Will had just blown up a wasteland planet, and his rage was undiminished as he stammered, "I've tried, tried, tried thousands of times, but it doesn't work! I'm going crazy!"
Excessive anger made many dragons unable to organize their words:
"A 20% probability? Ridiculous." "I hate that universe." "Why would we entrust the king's fate to something like that?"...
The old red dragon was the only one who remained calm among the thousands of dragons present. "So, do you have any solution?"
The dragons: “…” It seems not.
They can only be reckless. After all, their fighting power is exchanged for their intelligence.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but flatten two more abandoned planets.
Red Dragon: "Then listen to me," the elderly elder looked at the Silver Dragon, "There are still 20 minutes left, Will, you use space jump to go to the capital planet."
…
At seven o'clock in the evening, the game system unexpectedly released a new task:
【Main Mission】
Mission Description: As an idol, managing your popularity is crucial! Help Zizi build up initial popularity and successfully gain the favor of two industry veterans!
Mission progress: Popularity (8/1000), Favored by industry veterans (0/2)
Mission rewards: skill point*1, lottery ticket*1
All the parents were furious. How dare the system show up at this moment to make a name for itself?!
Until the next second, the lottery ticket pool was officially launched.
The furious parents suddenly discovered that the rules seemed to have changed slightly -
The success rate of changing destiny has increased from 20% to 100%.
On the first day of his unemployment, Wen Xingze was woken up by a phone call at eight in the morning.
He looked at his phone in confusion. The former boss of Daomei Entertainment had called him twelve times and was now persistently calling the thirteenth time - the boss's real name was Boss, which showed how perfunctory the author of this book was when writing it.
"Hello," Wen Xingze yawned as he answered the phone, "Boss, happy job hunting?"
The boss interrupted him hastily. The cowardly man suddenly became uncharacteristically tough: "Fuck, don't say such unlucky things. We don't have to lose our jobs... You, you, you've gained followers!!!"
Wen Xingze pointed out: "My followers have increased. Is there any necessary connection between that and us not being unemployed?"
The boss burst into tears of joy: "Of course, Shengtian Entertainment just called me and said our company has been acquired. You don't have to quit the entertainment industry anymore!"
“…”
This is the only boss Wen Xingze knows who would cry with joy because his company was acquired.
Wen Xingze got up and washed up yawning, still a little dazed, when suddenly his phone vibrated again.
He originally thought it was another message from his boss, but when he looked closely, he saw it was from an unfamiliar number:
"[Guangta Logistics] Hello, Mr. Wen! The exclusive private jet reserved for you by the Dragon Clan parents will arrive in two hours. Please..."
Wen Xingze: “?”
Private jet?
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