Chapter 424: Chapter 324: The Hater Group Was Ford_4
As one of the top-tier celebrities, Zhou Yu’s attitude towards Wu Mu has undergone a significant change.
A long ti ago, at a project investors’ party held by Wang Ren and his team, he didn’t even give Wu Mu a second thought.
Back then, he didn’t think a scandal-ridden star like Wu Mu could pose any threat to him.
Even if Wu Mu started to make a coback, so what? He would never be able to reach the top tier in his lifeti, let alone compete with him.
But damn it, Wu Mu actually made it!
Not only did he make it, but now when people ntion top-tier celebrities, they actually say Wu Mu is number one!
And it’s even becoming a generally accepted view.
How co there are so many brainless fans out there!
Even after being kicked to the curb by his sponsor, he still keeps distancing himself from you, and you all still like him, right!
For the first ti, Zhou Yu felt disgusted by brainless fans.
His declining reputation was not just a matter of losing face; it directly impacted his comrcial value.
He could clearly feel that negotiating endorsents and projects hadn’t been as smooth as before lately.
He used to be a top-tier celebrity with a reputation for acting skills, holding a respected and irreplaceable status in the acting circle.
But now, a replacent was standing in front of him, and a superior one at that.
Wu Mu not only had higher popularity, better reputation, and better looks, but now it even seed like his acting skills were surpassing Zhou Yu’s.
Even if companies didn’t hire Wu Mu, they started frequently using Wu Mu to lower their prices on this side.
Zhou Yu went from indifference to feeling unlucky every ti he heard Wu Mu’s na.
Zhou Yu looked at the comnts under Wu Mu’s new Weibo post.
The comnts section was bustling with activity.
The top comnt had actually reached over eight hundred thousand likes.
If the data was manipulated, that number wouldn’t be high, but if it wasn’t, then the buzz was indeed high.
And the content—”Singing, what are you singing for! Quit the show and go make gas! You’re a ga author with over seven million sales, why aren’t you making proper gas and instead you’re singing?”
Zhou Yu felt the green-eyed monster rising in him again.
This guy has so many talents, he can do anything.
Unable to resist, he clicked a like on that comnt.
Since you’re so good at making gas, then go on, make more gas, why are you stealing our jobs.
The comnts under that post were full of “haha” responses.
“Haha, I just like liking things that make Wu-dog embarrassed.”
“Indeed, I didn’t realize before, but it seems like making gas earns more money; even with less ti spent, Wu-dog made almost 250 million. How could being a celebrity compare to that.”
“Yes, being a celebrity has such low limits. No matter how good you are, you’re still just a toy for tycoons. How comfortable it must be to own your own ga company and be a tycoon.”
“But now, if Wu-dog really quits, I feel it would be a bit weird. This guy brings so much rhythm, I get more laughs in a month than I do in a year.”
After that nonsensical comnt ca so serious ones.
The second most liked comnt: “Wu-dog, since you know Korean, give us a Korean song! I want to see you face off with Koreans on the show!”
Zhou Yu snorted secretly, you really think he can do everything? Singing in Korean is totally different from saying a few Korean phrases.
The third most liked comnt: “Even though it might upset you, sing sothing like ‘Under the Sea’! I want to enter emo mode!”
Zhou Yu sneered again, he better sings “Under the Sea” every day, so disgusting, why doesn’t he die sooner.
He had seen so interpretations of the song “Under the Sea” online and knew it was a song about suicide; many people speculated that Wu Mu might have attempted suicide.
The fourth most liked comnt: “우무오빠, 오빠가부르는노래는무엇이든제가다좋아해요.”
It was a line of eye-straining Korean text.
Zhou Yu was just about to copy and paste it to find a translation when he saw that a considerate person had already translated it in the comnt section.
“Front row translation, this ans ‘Wu-oppa, no matter what song you sing, I like them all.'”
“Clearly, this was posted by Wu-dog’s Korean sister-fans. Wu-dog’s Korean sister-fans are really disgusting! They used to use machine-translated Chinese in the comnt section, now knowing Wu-dog can speak Korean, they all switched to typing in Korean directly.”
“Haha, Wu-dog’s Korean sister-fans must have liked it a lot. What about Wu-dog’s dostic fans? Can you tolerate it? They ca to your turf to show off!”
Zhou Yu felt that green-eyed monster again.
He didn’t even have a few foreign fans, let alone those who followed him to Weibo to support him.
He couldn’t bear to watch anymore, feeling that if he continued, he’d be consud by jealousy.
He turned off the comnt section and looked at his agent who was also frowning, “We can’t just let him go on like this. If we do, I won’t even be in the sa league as him anymore. Do sothing to ss with him!”
When he saw that Wu Mu wanted the number of likes to decide the song choice, he had already thought of it.
These likes… can be faked, and it’s sothing they’re really good at.
The agent nodded, “I’ll get so people to fake the likes in his comnt section, stir things up for him.”
Zhou Yu wasn’t stupid; he had his own ideas on dealing with Wu Mu. “The reason he has advantages in front of brands and producers now is because of his strong skills, his ability to perform on shows, and his standout looks; these are things we can’t sar, and they don’t work. We need to magnify his weaknesses, exaggerate and bring out his flaws. Doesn’t he have a lot of haters? This ti, let’s show everyone just how many haters he has.”
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