The next day.
Early morning.
The weather was clear, and white clouds floated outside the window.
Some people had gone to bed early last night and did not know what had happened after midnight. It was only when they woke up this morning that they found out that something big had happened in the entertainment industry. The newspapers were already flying everywhere!
"Zhang Ye ascends to superstar status!"
"Number three on the A-list!"
"Overnight fame! It's unprecedented! "
"The Popularity That Crashed the Rating System!"
"Zhang Ye's ban lifted!"
"King of Masked Singers: Zhang Ye's most correct move!"
"Zhang Ye's comeback!"
"Zhang Ye's friends offer their congratulations!"
"Many people in the industry are silent and have yet to express their views on this matter!"
Weibo was still bustling with activity!
"What?"
"Zhang Ye is now third on the A-list rankings?"
"Damn, what happened when I was sleeping last night?"
"Congratulations, Teacher Zhang! This news is too exciting! "
"All hail Zhang Ye!"
"Teacher Zhang, work harder and get into the S-list!"
"Pfft, forget about becoming an S-list celebrity for now. His popularity has just skyrocketed, but it hasn't stabilized yet. We have to let Teacher Zhang stabilize his position in Superstar Media first."
"This is too awesome!"
"So many people like him?"
The country was still in a state of shock!
Everyone was discussing this matter. On television, in the newspapers, on the internet, and even in the streets and alleys, it was all about Zhang Ye. It was all about Zhang Ye.
…
At his parents' house.
On the other hand, Zhang Ye appeared very calm.
She had been woken up by her phone in the morning, and it hadn't stopped ringing.
My old classmate, Yu Yingyi:
"Hello, Superstar Media."
"Ha, are you mocking me?"
"How are you feeling now?"
"I just want to sleep a little longer. I'm exhausted from the past few days."
"You're really popular now. You're already the most popular host in the country. There has never been a professional host who could reach your level, not even in history. Haha, you've really brought honor to our group of classmates. You've also brought honor to our broadcasting hosts!"
"Wow, I made such a big contribution?"
"Of course, so it's time to treat."
"Hey, so treating is the main point, girl!"
Ning Lan's call.
"Congratulations."
"Thank you, Sister Ning."
"You have to be merciful. I'm ranked ahead of you now."
"Come on, I can't surpass you."
"Just say it. I'm just afraid that you'll overtake me if I'm not careful. I've decided to take on two more films this year. Your momentum is too strong."
"I'm still far from your popularity."
"It's not far. Are you trying to numb me and then suddenly give me a big move?"
"Damn, am I that bad?"
"You think you have a good reputation? Haha! "
Liao Yiqi.
Chen Guang.
Fan Wenli.
Yao Jiancai.
Dong Shanshan.
Zhang Zuo.
Ci Xiufang.
More than a dozen friends called to congratulate him.
They chatted for over an hour.
Zhang Ye was no longer sleepy. He hummed a song as he got out of bed to wash up. When he saw the living room, he shouted twice. His parents were not home. His mother had probably dragged his father somewhere to brag. He smiled. He was already used to this scene. He rummaged through the fridge and heated up some leftovers for breakfast.
What was different about being a superstar?
In his eyes, there was nothing different.
As a matter of fact, he still had to eat leftovers.
Zhang Ye was not mentally prepared for the surge in popularity this time. He looked calm on the surface, but in reality, he was not prepared at all. He had suddenly jumped into the top three of the A-list rankings? If it were anyone else, they would surely be stunned. Thinking back to the beginning of the year, Zhang Ye had set a goal for himself to see if he could break into the A-list rankings. But who could have expected that he would reach the A-list rankings in just a few months? And who could have expected that he would take another few months to reach third place on the A-list rankings! This was practically a triple jump, with each jump getting higher and higher. It was no wonder that the industry insiders and netizens could not accept it. Even Zhang Ye himself was dumbfounded by it!
At this moment, Rao Aimin called.
In order to return a huge favor, Old Rao was now Zhang Ye's only agent. Although Old Rao's personality was a bit of a jerk, and she liked to ignore everything and had a sharp tongue, she still handled most of Zhang Ye's matters from time to time. At least, she did not drop the ball.
Old Rao asked: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Ye smiled: "I just finished eating."
"You're still in the mood to eat? I haven't slept a wink all night! "Rao Aimin curled her lips the moment she got on the phone." Why did you go on King of Masked Singers for no reason? What songs did you sing? Now that you've become famous, I've got a lot of work to do. Do you know how many calls I've received in the past few days? Ah? More than 200! Seven film crews have invited you to make a movie, eight television stations have approached you to collaborate with them, nine music companies want to sign a contract with you, and more than 60 have approached you for commercial performances. There were even more calls, but I can't remember the specifics! "
Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "Thank you, thank you."
Rao Aimin said impatiently: "Are you going to take any of these jobs or not?"
"Not for now. I want to rest for a while." Zhang Ye said: "Besides, I haven't thought of what I should do next. Let's just wait for a while."
"Alright, I got it." Rao Aimin even reminded him: "Don't get any more famous. You're already good enough. You should be good enough."
Zhang Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Ah?"
Rao Aimin suggested: "When you have nothing better to do, just scold people more and get into fights more often. That'll reduce your popularity. I'm hanging up!"
Zhang Ye said in exasperation: "Just for a while. I'll feel better after a while."
An agent requested for an artist to not get too famous and scold more people? Get into fights more often? Fuck, what kind of request was that? Rao Aimin was probably the only person in the entire field who would do such a thing!
However, Zhang Ye was not angry about it. Old Rao was not even a manager. She was purely an unorthodox person who did things based on her mood. The reason why he got Rao Aimin to be his agent was for self-defense. He had too many enemies and had offended too many people. If he got anyone else to be his agent, Zhang Ye would not feel at ease. If something happened and he met with an enemy seeking revenge, Zhang Ye would end up harming them. But Old Rao did not have to worry about that. Her injuries were probably almost healed, so dozens of people would not be able to get close to her. At the same time, she could also help Zhang Ye with some work. This saved Zhang Ye a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if Zhang Ye had to handle all the tasks himself and answer all the calls, even if he had 25 hours a day, it would not be enough. He could only trouble Old Rao for now.
Ring, ring, ring.
His junior martial sister called.
Yang Shu: "Senior Bro, do you need me today?"
Zhang Ye: "No, what are you doing?"
Yang Shu: "Then I won't be going. I'm teaching everyone how to box."
Zhang Ye: "Don't get caught by the city enforcement officers."
Yang Shu: "Ah, I got it."
Right now, Zhang Ye's team was a mix of good and bad people.
The few of them could be said to be the most eccentric team in the entertainment industry.
The main character, Zhang Ye: The one and only eccentric in the entertainment industry.
Agent, Rao Aimin: A martial arts grandmaster who doesn't do proper work. A well-known hooligan in the Chinese martial arts world. She is always hoping that Zhang Ye's popularity will drop.
Bodyguard cum driver, Yang Shu: A hothead who only wanted to promote Taiji Fist to greater heights. Every day, she would hand out flyers in the nearby neighborhoods and get old men and women to practice Taiji Fist. This dealt a heavy blow to the gradually rising square dance teams!
Logistics, Wu Zeqing: The only normal person.
Hai.
This was the team of a domestic superstar. Sometimes, Zhang Ye was too embarrassed to tell others.
The road ahead was long.
There was still a long way to go.
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