How did I become a top star when I only wanted to play badly?

After leaving the venue of China Voice, Chen Ci took a taxi and rushed directly to his home.

After a while, Chen Ci yawned while taking out the key and opened his door.

Chen Ci, who had just finished taking a shower, had not had time to lie down on the big bed when his cell phone rang.

Chen Ci picked up the phone and found that it was Sister Yan calling again.

"Hello? Sister Yan." Chen Ci answered the phone reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to go back to the company to record songs."

As if she heard the reluctance in Chen Ci's voice, Zhong Yan on the other end of the phone explained unhappily.

"Oh yeah! Long live Sister Yan!" Chen Ci cheered.

"Xiao Ci, your Weibo has not been open for a long time, right? Tonight, remember to interact with fans."

"Don't worry, Sister Yan."

After getting Chen Ci's reply, Zhong Yan hung up the phone. After all, such a big company still has many things for her to deal with.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ci turned on the desktop computer he had spent a lot of money to build.

He immediately opened the Weibo webpage and clicked on the homepage of his account.

He found that the number of fans of his account had increased from the original 300,000 to a terrifying 1 million in just a few days.

And his Weibo homepage is now extremely simple, with only a lonely ID: Chen Ci who loves to play badly.

And a dynamic message he sent to fans a long time ago. At that time, he didn't have many fans, but now it's different. He already has more than 1 million fans.

The last time he logged into Weibo, he hurriedly logged off and didn't have time to check the comments below.

Chen Ci simply clicked on the message from the fans to him.

Strawberry Milk: I really want Brother Chen Ci to be my dormitory manager, so that he can check my records of attendance and actual attendance in the dormitory.

She said tanned: Don't worry about useless things, worry more, the one you love. Chen Ci, I love you!

Look at yours: Chen Ci, I hope it's not life that's suffocating me, but you.

No need for salt: Brother Chen Ci, I don't like boys who are whining, I just like you who are positive all day long.

Meat and egg impact: Brothers, the car marks are all on my face!

Morning glory: I suspect you are driving, but I have no evidence!

I am a top student: The rich walk in their ways, and water moisturizes their bodies. The poor observe their tolerance and work hard.

Little Ci Ci's fans: The above is worthy of being a top student!

After reading these comments, Chen Ci is numb.

"Are there no normal people among my fans? It's rare to find a high-quality idol like me who is handsome, talented, and has a positive outlook. How come I have a group of fans who are so crazy?"

But since it's already like this, Chen Ci simply commented on his dynamic with two lines of poetry.

"The flower path has never been swept for guests, and the door is now open for you."

After writing it, Chen Ci read it several times, and the more he read it, the more satisfied he was.

After leaving the message, Chen Ci posted a new status on his Weibo.

"Thank you everyone, like my song."

After dealing with the matter, Chen Ci wanted to pick up his phone and lie on the bed, and start watching short videos of young ladies.

But who knew that the next second after he posted the new status, a large group of fans rushed into his comment area and started leaving messages.

"Fuck! Chen Ci is alive!"

"Grandpa, the singer you follow can finally talk!"

"Chen Ci, can you give me an electronic signature?"

"Brother Chen Ci, can you do a live broadcast? I seem to listen to you singing!"

"Chen Gou! Why haven't the new songs been released yet!"

"Live broadcast!!!"

"Live broadcast!!!"

Suddenly, more and more fans were swiping the screen below, wanting Chen Ci to do a live broadcast.

Seeing so many fans asking him to do a live broadcast, Chen Ci was thinking about running and lying on the bed, but now he felt a little reluctant.

After thinking for a while, he simply called his agent.

"Sister Yan, many fans want to watch my live broadcast. Is it okay for me to do a live broadcast now?"

Zhong Yan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.

"You can do a live broadcast, but don't talk nonsense."

"Hehe, Sister Yan, don't worry, I will definitely not talk nonsense!"

After that, Chen Ci excitedly tinkered with the live broadcast software. He has never tried to live broadcast by himself in his two lives.

"Huh, done!"

After everything was ready, he updated a new dynamic on his Weibo.

"Live broadcast."

At the same time, he put the link to the live broadcast room.

Suddenly, a large number of fans rushed into the live broadcast room crazily.

Barrage: "Wow! Finally saw Chen Ci alive!"

Seeing this barrage floating by, Chen Ci was speechless and rolled his eyes uncontrollably.

"Not alive, have you seen me dead?"

Fans are listeningAfter hearing Chen Ci's answer, they all posted "Hahaha!!!" on the barrage

Barrage: "Brother Chen Ci, can you sing a song?"

Barrage: "Chen Ci, why haven't "Take All You Want" and "Don't Bite Me" been released yet! How can I sleep tonight!"

Seeing that many fans were particularly concerned about why his new songs hadn't been released yet, Chen Ci simply agreed to the fans' request and sang both songs.

He left the camera, found the guitar that he always had at home, and played and sang for his fans.

"You're the one asking at the beginning, but I'm always waiting in the end~"

... ...

"I once asked myself if it was necessary to fight back so coolly~"

... ...

After the two new songs were sung a cappella, the fans were satisfied and settled down. There was no large-scale posting of "singing" on the barrage anymore, only occasional barrages of "singing" floating by.

After all, people should be content. Chen Ci could sing two songs seriously, and the fans were already very happy. If he was scared away and the broadcast was ended directly, it would be a loss!

In this way, Chen Ci started chatting with the barrage.

Barrage: "Chen Ci! Chen Ci! Can I ask you a question?"

Chen Ci nodded casually after seeing this barrage.

"No problem, ask"

"Did King Wu of Qin win a horse when he bought cloth?"

"Ahem..."

After seeing the fan's question, Chen Ci almost sprayed the water he had just drunk onto his computer screen.

After wiping the water stains from the corners of his mouth, he looked at the screen and answered.

"I still recommend that King Wu of Qin use official cloth. I remember that the cloth of Lu Guoguan is very good."

"????"

"????"

After hearing Chen Ci's answer, the barrage was full of question marks.

"Brother Chen Ci, do you like to play shooting games?"

A serious question floated past in the question marks. Chen Ci thought about it after seeing it.

"I prefer to play real-life shooting games."

"????"

"What are you guys brushing question marks for?"

Looking at the barrage of question marks that turned into a full screen, Chen Ci knew that these frivolous people had wrong ideas again.

"Chen Ci, let me give you a number."

"1"

"2"

"Including those who were supposed to come, those who actually came and those who just arrived. There are a total of seven people."

Chen Ci hoped that the next time he understood in seconds would be on a math problem, not in these messy places.

"Ahem! My friend, if you keep talking, my live broadcast room will be blocked."

"Hayao Miyazaki once said that it rained in the city where you live, and I really wanted to ask if you brought an umbrella. But I held back because I was afraid that you would say you didn't bring an umbrella, and I couldn't do anything about it. What I mean is, if it rains in your city, Chen Ci, I want to become an umbrella so that I can be held in your hand."

"Against the sky!"