Chapter 84: Chapter 84 - 84: The Road to Slaughtering Fans Begins! (2)

Translator: _Min

Si Fuqing didn’t need acting skills, nor did she need to know how to dance or sing.

Her face, when projected onto the big screen, was more than enough.

One of the challenges of transitioning from an idol to an actor has always been that the big screen magnifies any facial imperfections.

On stage, lighting can help mask these flaws, but there’s no way to escape them on television.

There has always been a gap in attractiveness between idols and movie stars.

Yet, Si Fuqing had no such concerns to weigh her down.

Even in a sack, she’d look beautiful.

“Xia Sheng, she…” The assistant pursed her lips, “But your skills are far superior! Look at her features; they’re perfect, but they’re bold and modern, completely mismatched with the classical style!”

Xia Sheng scrutinized the girl on the screen once more. She frowned, “She looks like someone…”

The assistant was puzzled, “Who?”

After pondering for a moment, another face flashed across Xia Sheng’s mind.

Miss Ji from the city ofSijiu.

She abruptly lifted her head to look at the screen again, gripping the mouse tightly, “She really does look similar…”

Xia Sheng bit her lip but ultimately didn’t dial Yu Yao’s number.

She didn’t want Yu Yao to know whom Si Fuqing resembled.

Seeing the audience lavishing Si Fuqing with praise, the assistant felt a twinge of jealousy, “Xia Sheng, what does it matter if she’s beautiful? She’s still just a pretty vase. ”

“I’m tired,” Xia Sheng cut her off, “Please leave. I need to rest.”

The assistant hesitated, her face flushed, “Alright.”

This time, without any need for manipulating trends, the trending exploded all on their own.

For the first time, Si Fuqing trended for something other than scandal.

#SiFuqing’sTrueFace

#GreatXiaDivineBeauty

#SiFuqing’sMakeupSkills

Many who hadn’t watched “Youth With You” or Imew about the Starry Sky Girls were also drawn in by the words “divine beauty.”

Before clicking, netizens shared the sentiment: “Let me see what she looks like.

If she’s being hyped as a ‘divine beauty,’ I have to give her a piece of my mind.”

It seemed… there was nothing to criticize?

Soon enough, a blogger who specialized in studying beauty kindly posted comparison photos of Si Fuqing before and after makeup.

[Come on, you’re wearing makeup with a face like that? If I had even a tenth of your looks, I’d go barefaced every day and force people to look at me!]

[Case closed, folks. Si Fuqing isn’t ugly; she’s just bad with her hands, can’t do makeup. [Smile]]

[Please, Si Fuqing, if you can’t do makeup, let me lend you my hands. I promise to give you an absolutely stunning look.]

[You did the makeup well, don’t bother next time.]

[Where’s the fan group? Quick!! Someone pull me in! Right now, I want to become a long-time fan!]

Yu Tang was also watching the live stream, her excitement palpable. “Uncle Nine, look! Look how beautiful our Qingqing is! She finally took off her makeup; as a mom, I’m relieved!”

Yu Xiheng slowly repeated the last four words, “As a mom, I’m relieved?”

Feng San, ever perceptive, immediately stepped forward to explain, “Brother

Nine, the fans of these celebrities have different categories. There are ‘boyfriend fans,’ ‘girlfriend fans,’ ‘mom fans,’ and ‘sister fans.’”

‘”Girlfriend fans’ treat their idols like boyfriends, and ‘mom fans’ treat them like daughters they’re raising. It’s all quite complicated.” “Oh?” Yu Xiheng glanced at Yu Tang, “I wouldn’t have guessed.” Yu Tang felt the sarcasm.

“Humph, Uncle Nine, I curse you to never find a girlfriend!” Yu Xiheng didn’t even lift his eyes, “I don’t need one.”

Yu Tang was stumped.

Though Yu Xiheng was abandoned by the Yu family, he was still a member. Over the years, many had sought a marriage alliance with him.

Uncle Nine was twenty-six and yet unmarried, with no romantic involvement with anyone of the opposite sex.

She really shouldn’t have expected to threaten him with something like this.

Yu Tang huffed again, “I’m going to watch our precious Qingqing; I won’t bother with you!”

The live stream continued.

“Oh, why am I always wearing makeup?” Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hands and blinked, “Because I’m too beautiful; I fear you’d all fall in love with me. Just look at yourselves now.”

“Stop licking your screens, calm down. The entire Great Xia is watching, so remember to put on your pants.”

The comments rolled in: “…”

[Help! Why is this woman so arrogant yet so beautiful?!]

[Fuqing, darling, could you be a bit less crude when you speak? Why are you so adept at banter?]

[Wife! Wife, look at me, ahhh!]

“Alright, makeup’s off, are you all satisfied?” Si Fuqing stretched lazily, “I’m logging off, going to have some fried chicken and coke. Won’t poison your late nights anymore.”

Her fox-like eyes curved into a smile, “Bye-bye.”

Viewers who wanted to watch a little longer: “???”

[Hmph, this woman is relying on her beauty to act atrociously! Annoying, but what can I do when I’m so into her?]

[I’m going to watch ‘Youth With You’; I’m going to vote for Fuqing. No one stop me!]

[Please, daily live streams. Even mukbangs with fried chicken are fine.[

[Enough with you shallow people. Is beauty all that matters? Shouldn’t the entertainment industry require real skills? Si Fuqing has no talent! Plus, she must have had plastic surgery!]

[LOL, isn’t having a face enough? Look at how many in the entertainment industry don’t even have that.]

[I declare, I’m a face-chaser. Starting now, I’m a fan of Si Fuqing.]

[Let’s create a super fan page, sisters. What about the fan club name?]

In just two short hours, Si Fuqing’s Weibo followers skyrocketed from 900,000 to 5-5 million.

At nine o’clock, the excitement slightly subsided, and East Moon’s official account posted another Weibo.

[@East Moon: The above is the full reasoning behind our company’s selection of Miss Si. We guarantee that the entire interview process was absolutely fair. If there are any doubts, you are welcome to question.]

Although they didn’t directly name names, the netizens who had been watching the whole process knew exactly who was being referred to. Someone clicked into XiaSheng’s LittlePillow’s Weibo account, only to find she had already deactivated it and fled.

[What are you running for? Weren’t you curious about her divine beauty? Now that you’ve seen it, what else is there to say?]

[Xia Sheng’s fans talked big, but got thoroughly slapped in the face.]

[With Si Fuqing’s beauty, a hundred Xia Shengs wouldn’t be enough to compete.]

[Who else can even compare with Si Fuqing in terms of looks? Unless Yun Lan steps up. But even then, it’s hard to say who’s better.]

[Uh, if we’re talking about other attributes, not a single person in the Great Xia entertainment circle can compare to Yun Lan.]

[Don’t bring Yun Lan into this; she’s too noble for anyone to compare.]

Tonight was destined to be a wild celebration for fans obsessed with beauty.

Si Fuqing’s fan forum quickly surged with a new wave of fans. They spontaneously began to form anti-troll groups and voting squads.

[Holy cow, they already have a forum host. And here I was thinking about becoming one.]

[Who’s the romantic rival? Step up! A husband-stealing grudge must be avenged!]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Feeling rather proud, Yu Tang waved her phone. “Uncle Nine, look, I’m the host of Qingqing’s fan forum! They’re all jealous of me. Heh, who can blame them? I was the first to discover Qingqing’s unparalleled beauty.”

Yu Xiheng didn’t even look up. “Even though you have gotten early acceptance in to Xia University, and you don’t have to attend classes this semester, you still shouldn’t play with your phone so much. Feng San, confiscate her phone after 8 PM.”

Feng San immediately took away Yu Tang’s phone.

Yu Tang was stunned. “Uncle Nine, you’re heartless!”

“I’m already eighteen!”

“Mhmm,” Yu Xiheng leaned on his elbow, “I’m not human.”

Yu Tang felt utterly defeated. “Wah, but I still have to vote for Fuqing. Uncle Nine, can you at least let me check the mentor group’s voting? I want to see if she’s surpassed that green tea b*tch namedLin!”

Feng San seemed a bit reluctant. “I’ll let you take a look.”

As he spoke, he opened up the voting page..