That night.
A storm was brewing in Asia.
Curses!
Denounce!
Criticize!
Boycott!
Praise!
Cheers!
All sorts of voices clashed together as people from all walks of life fought. All of Asia was turned upside down because of a live broadcast, a piece of calligraphy, and a name! This "Rivers Run Red" by the great man from Zhang Ye's previous world had really poked a hole in the skies of Asia!
In the MPV.
Ha Qiqi and the others had come to pick him up.
Little Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Director Zhang, why did you fire the cannon again?"
Zhang Ye sneered, "Open fire? I'm telling you, the fact that I didn't do anything is already a light punishment! "
Tong Fu was sweating profusely. "Didn't you say that we will be doing charity in the future? Was he going to walk the path of love? It's only been three days and the image we've just created is — "
In the car, Zhang Ye was like a completely different person compared to a few days ago. He said, "What charity! I can see it now. When you're kind and amiable, people will think that you're easy to bully. They'll f * cking dare to climb all over you. " Pausing for a moment, he unbuttoned his shirt collar, crossed his legs, and said, "Looks like this route still doesn't suit me. I've been holding it in for the past few days. Tell me, we're a team that's used to being casual. We're a team that fights with people every day. Why the hell are we acting like we have nothing better to do?"
Ha Qiqi smiled and said, "You've finally figured it out?"
Little Wang said, "Then we won't be doing charity anymore in the future?"
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "I just got the appointment as the philanthropic ambassador, so of course I have to continue doing it."
Tong Fu said, "But your calligraphy just now has already —"
"If you want to do charity, you should also scold people!" Zhang Ye summed up his experience and said, "This time, we've been a little too impetuous. Faced with a little reputation and some petty benefits, we got carried away and even forgot our own names. This won't do. As humans, we mustn't forget our original intentions. We grew up in scolding battles and fought our way to where we are today. How can we forget this just because we're the philanthropic ambassador? First thoughts, first thoughts, comrades! In the future, everyone must remember this lesson and learn from it! "
Huh?
This is the first time we've heard of it!
So scolding people was his original intention?
Your heart is too dirty!
Little Wang gave a wry smile and said, "Director Zhang, I finally understand now. It's all because of you, whether it's positive or negative. In any case, it's all because of your logic that we can't win against you."
Ha Qiqi said, "This matter is indeed not easily resolved. It's very likely that the Japanese and Koreans will take action soon. Something big is about to happen!"
Let me tell you, Old Ha, don't be afraid of anything. Be it in the past or in the future, our studio doesn't have any money, we don't have any jobs, we don't have a place to work, we don't even have a place to work, we don't even care if we get banned or disbanded, but we must never lose our pride. Whoever stabs us, we'll f * * king fight them. I don't care if it's Korea or Japan. At most, I'll f * * king stop developing in Japan and Korea, but I'll still point at them and scold them to my heart's content. "
Ha Qiqi nodded. "I understand. The Japanese and Koreans were targeting you in the first place. Actually, even without this piece of calligraphy, even if you didn't scold them, they would have already pulled you down from the Asian Celebrity Rankings. In fact, they were determined to do so. Since that's the case, why didn't you scold them?"
Zhang Ye asked, "Who do you think is behind this?"
Ha Qiqi thought for a moment. "I think that everyone in the Japanese and Korean entertainment circles is involved."
Zhang Ye said in a speechless manner, "Everyone? Is this bro so unlikeable? "
Ha Qiqi laughed and said, "Do you think you're that popular?"
Zhang Ye pondered for a moment. "Yeah, that's true."
In the past, no one paid much attention to Zhang Ye. But it was different now. Zhang Ye's fame in Asia was growing and his rankings were getting higher and higher. A few days ago, he was still at the bottom of the Asian A-list rankings. But now, he was almost in the middle of the Asian A-list rankings. His popularity was soaring, and his momentum was extremely strong. If this continued, no one would be able to stop him. That was why there was this collective attack on Zhang Ye with fake news. This was very likely a joint action by the Japanese and Korean entertainment circles to boycott him. There might even be traces of the Japanese and Korean media participating in this as well.
Zhang Yuanqi could reach the summit of Asia!
Xu Meilan could reach the summit of Asia!
Anyone else in China's entertainment circle could do it!
But only Zhang Ye could not!
Only Zhang Ye, who had fought with both Japan and Korea, could not sit idly by and watch him reach the summit of the Asian S-list rankings!
This was something that had been buried in the past.
And now it was finally fermenting!
…
Back at home.
In the villa.
When Zhang Ye came home, he realized that there was a guest at home.
It was Wu Zeqing's best friend — the young mathematician from Tsinghua University, Xin Ya.
Zhang Ye smiled. "Yo, Professor Xin, you're here?"
Xin Ya rolled her eyes and stood up. She started chattering. "I just finished watching the live broadcast with Old Wu. You're really great. Why are you scolding people again? And you're even targeting everyone? Scolding everyone? Are you crazy? This is an Asian live broadcast. I even heard from Old Wu that you were trying to get into the Asian S-list rankings. What are you going to do now? Haven't you thought about the consequences? If everyone in Japan and Korea boycotts you, how are you going to reach the summit? Even if you turn everyone in China into your fans, even if you take down all the other countries in Asia besides Japan and Korea, you still won't be able to reach the summit! "
Zhang Ye was amused. "Professor Xin, I'm not even anxious, so why are you so anxious?"
Xin Ya said, "Of course, I'm angry on behalf of Old Wu!"
In the end, Wu Zeqing refuted him.
Old Wu said calmly, "Are you tired?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I'm alright."
Old Wu said, "The tea is ready. Have some water first."
Zhang Ye said, "Alright."
"How many days have you been wearing this shirt for? Didn't I ask you to take it off this morning? "
"Hai, I forgot about it. I'll just make do with it."
"Take it off and give it to me. I happen to have some clothes to wash as well."
"OK."
The conversation was all about trivial family matters.
Regarding the topic of the live broadcast earlier and the calligraphy scolding, Old Wu did not mention a word about it. Zhang Ye did not explain anything either.
Soon after, Zhang Ye went upstairs to take a shower.
He left behind a dumbfounded Xin Ya. "Old Wu, aren't you going to ignore him?"
Wu Zeqing said calmly, "I have my own way of doing things, and he has his own style of doing things. I support whatever he decides. Our family has always been like this."
Xin Ya nearly fainted. "Aren't you being too lenient? How can you do that? I'm not saying that Professor Zhang shouldn't have scolded them, but those people are really infuriating. Those fake news reports were clearly directed at him and were meant to kill him. This is a common tactic used by the entertainment industry, but it also depends on the timing. What kind of occasion is this? It's the charity organization's press conference, and it's being broadcasted live across Asia. Everyone in Asia is watching, so why can't he wait for a better time to speak? Why can't he wait for a more suitable opportunity to vent his anger? There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. There will be plenty of time in the future. When he becomes an Asian Heavenly King, he can scold whoever he wants. Who can stop him then? This is the worst time for him to write that calligraphy piece, don't you agree? "
Wu Zeqing smiled. "The timing is indeed not good."
Xin Ya said, "Then why don't you care? Why didn't he wait a little longer? "
But Old Wu laughed and said, "This has always been where he's different from others. It's already stated very clearly in his calligraphy. If you say wait, how long will he have to wait? A year? Ten years? A hundred years? Ten thousand years? " She shook her head and looked up in the direction of the bedroom upstairs. "To him, ten thousand years is too long. He's only making every second count."
Xin Ya fell silent. For a moment, she did not know what to say.
…
At night.
The Asian Celebrity Rankings Index was updated.
Ironically, amidst the scolding from countless Japanese and Korean media outlets, Zhang Ye's Asian popularity score had risen once again!
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