The Fall of the Vampire
Chapter 309
After a while, Ximen Qing flipped through the pages and suddenly saw an emoji of Su Yuanying: "Huh? I also have your fans here."
She thought it was novel at first, but Su Yuanying's face changed: "Oh, it's not good!"
"What's wrong?" Ximen Qing still didn't understand.
Su Yuanying said to her with distressed expression: "Sister Ximen, I'm afraid it's my fans who came to criticize."
The reason why she didn't repost Ximenqing's Weibo, but asked for a photo to repost, was because she was afraid that her fans would go to Ximenqing's side.
Today's groupies are no longer the simple people who said "Do you like XXX? I like XXX" more than ten years ago, but have gradually developed into various groups, and there is a trend towards professionalization.
How do groupies make money when they become professional? Of course, it's to make money for brain-dead fans. So they hope that there will be more and more brain-dead fans, and even making a trash movie can earn hundreds of millions at the box office.
Especially the kind of elementary school and junior high school girls who can cut their wrists and commit suicide for their idols. These idiots spend money the hardest.
Superficially, they like a star, but in fact they want to satisfy themselves, so they are willing to spend money, and it is a lot of money.
When someone sees the business opportunities here, they will naturally develop it in the direction of commercialization. What "XXX support club" and "XX global fan group" are like cults.
The things fans like to do most include "calling celebrity babies", "taking screenshots, making emoticons" and "controlling comments".
Su Yuanying's own Weibo is already full of smog. Opening any Weibo will reveal a whole set of emoticons or uniformly formatted confession lines, and there are basically no comments from real people. Even if she appeared on other people's Weibo, this group of fans would flock to other people's Weibo to do the same thing.
The euphemism is that she is afraid that she will be sad if she sees some words that criticize her. But in fact, Su Yuanying thought that she was already 25 years old, and her mind was not so fragile. Is it necessary to protect a 5-year-old child?
It would be better to say that if there are too many accusations, it will naturally be recruited.
Therefore, except for business cooperation, she rarely likes other people's Weibo, because she is afraid that this group of mad dog-like fans will bite people everywhere.
It's a pity that the search ability of this group of fans is really very strong, because someone mentioned Su Yuanying under Ximen Qing's Weibo but didn't use the pinyin abbreviation of SYY, they found it immediately, and then rushed over to try to criticize.
Su Yuanying had a hunch when she saw an emoji, so she quickly apologized to Ximen Qing.
Ximen Qing didn't care much: "Why are you apologizing? You didn't do it. Do I look like the kind of hooligan who says that fans pay for idols?"
If fans really paid for it as idols, then the brother Sun Dai on the earth would have been played to death by his fans long ago.
Seeing that Su Yuanying was still a little bit sorry, Ximen Qing thought that the opportunity had come, and took the opportunity to put her arms around her shoulders to comfort her: "The star chasers are always there, if this one is popular today, she/they will rush over, and tomorrow the other one will be popular." Just change the place, the stars have changed one after another, and the brain damage will never change, and you didn't bring them down, so why bother."
"Mr. Qing'er, you are right." Su Yuanying didn't understand this truth, but her actual interpersonal relationship was indeed destroyed by this group of fans, but she couldn't be angry because their company made money like this The money of a group of brainless fans.
There is no easy job in this world. Everything is an exchange of equal value. If someone feels easy, it is because he does not see the price involved.
What Su Yuanying needs is not enlightenment, but someone who is willing to understand her. Obviously, Ximenqing is such a suitable person who appears at the right time. In addition, she is so beautiful, so Su Yuanying easily developed a good impression of her.
Without the big dragon, there is only this benefit, which can reduce the girl's vigilance.
Ximenqing hugged Su Yuanying's shoulders, and said softly, "Don't call me teacher, that's what my peers call me, from now on, just call me sister."
"Oh, Sister Qing." As soon as Su Yuanying yelled out, she felt a little wrong. How could the name Ximen Qing take advantage of others?
Ximen is very happy, sister Qing, look, isn't this implying something?
However, Su Yuanying immediately changed her words: "I'd better call you Sister Ximen."
"Oh——wasn't it good at first~" Ximen Qing complained.
"Hey," Su Yuanying is not a little girl, so naturally she won't fall for her tricks, "By the way, sister Ximen, is your Weibo okay?"
"Oh, don't worry," Ximenqing said with a confident smile, "I dare not talk about other places, but those in my family are not easy to be fooled by bragging about the party."
With that said, she opened Weibo. Sure enough, there were over 10,000 comments at this time, and the front row was still firmly occupied by the blowing party. Those Su Yuanying emoji packs didn't get any hot reviews at all.
After all, Su Yuanying didn't like and repost Ximenqing's Weibo, so I know that there are still relatively few people on Ximenqing's side, and these sporadic Su Yuanying fans can't get on the stage at all.
"It's amazing," Su Yuanying said in admiration as she watched the fluttering, "If you didn't know, you would have thought you, Sister Ximen, are also a traffic star."
"Oh, it's different," Ximen Qing said, "The fans of traffic stars are stupid fans, but mine... are perverted fans."
Su Yuanying looked at her face that seemed to have "proud" and "proud" written on it, and suddenly laughed: "Haha, the way you get along with fans like this is really enviable."
"But..." Su Yuanying continued to worry again, "What if they can't compete, what if they go back and call someone?"
Groupies are organized.
Ximen Qing smiled: "I can also call someone here."
As she said that, she sent a message to Zhou Hong, which probably meant that someone wanted to criticize her Weibo, and asked Zhou Hong to think of a way to do something about it.
Zhou Hong was chatting with someone at this time, and immediately said to Hiromi Nita next to him after receiving this message: "Go to the fan group and tell me about this matter."
"Oh, good." Nida Hiromi looked at his mobile phone, and immediately took out his mobile phone to start notifications.
Wuqing and Wangshu's fan groups have always been managed by her. When she opened the chat software, the fan groups No. 1 and No. 2 have been lined up to No. 20.
"What happened?" Gong Yanjun asked.
He was the one chatting with Zhou Hong just now, and this time when Zhao Zhenying got married, naturally he would not forget to invite his big boss, Gong Yanjun. Although Zhou Hong could be regarded as the opponent's boss, the profession of cartoonist does not necessarily end in a consistent manner. Zhou Hong also had contact with Zhao Zhenying, so Zhao Zhenying also sent him an invitation.
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