Chapter 464: Chapter 464: 265 Yes, those who love me, don't be nervous, my stubbornness is very kind_4

I’ve got things to do today, let’s mock those idiots another day.

Editing the post, “New Song: Stubborn, releasing today at 18:00.” Once done, he clicked send, and instantly, there were more than a dozen likes.

He had planned to log out, considering the mess of people on Weibo, and spending time on it seemed like a waste of life. But seeing a surge in comments on the post made him curious.

It wasn’t until he went back to check his number of followers that he had a sudden realization. He hadn’t paid attention before, but perhaps it was the merit of “Fragrance of Rice” and “Blue and White Porcelain.”

The number of followers had risen from a fake one million to five million, which was truly beyond his expectations. He didn’t know how many of them were haters, maybe a third?

“Awesome, a new song is out!”

“Damn, this account is actually real?”@@novelbin@@

“You remember to come back?”

He glanced through a few comments without responding and logged off. By the afternoon, as he was immersed in writing a script in his office, Pei Muchan suddenly came back.

“Your new song is ready?”

“Yeah, what’s up?” he looked up.

“Nothing, I saw the Weibo post you made.” She lifted her phone and glanced at it, her tone hesitant, “You should take a look for yourself.”

Xu Qingyan took her phone and saw a post by a producer named “Yue Jialin.” The producer had purposefully mentioned his Weibo account, Xu’s Epoch.

The person didn’t beat around the bush and launched straight into a tirade against his post, nitpicking at the song title. After picking on that, they began to dredge up the past, critiquing Xu Qingyan in a way that suggested revealing insider secrets.

Xu Qingyan was dumbfounded and turned to look at Pei Muchan.

“Who the hell is this person?”

“He’s the director of ‘I am the King of Songs’ and a producer for a small company,” Pei Muchan explained, “He’s got a little star who’s gotten quite popular recently.”

“Uh, and then?” he inquired.

“That little star is releasing an album today, probably just targeting you,” Pei Muchan said, “It’s a common tactic, stir up a conflict then let the fans eat it up.”

“What, this is piggybacking?” Xu Qingyan was stupefied, and he opened the page of that person to take a closer look.

Sure enough, it was a producer from some entertainment company; he had just popped up in the morning, and by the afternoon this person was already coming at him full force, using him as a hypothetical enemy.

The correct approach was to ignore it, not giving the other party any chance to generate discussion. After all, he’d been involved backstage at the Spring Festival Gala; naturally, he couldn’t stoop to the level of ordinary folk.

But Xu Qingyan wasn’t one to play by the rules, his previous low profile had been to secure a chance to gild his reputation with the Spring Festival Gala. Now that it was over, he had connections.

Even a clay Buddha has three points of anger, let alone someone with Xu Qingyan’s temper. If he let a small-time producer trample over him, his past half-year efforts would have been for nothing.

“Alright, I got it,” Xu Qingyan looked up at Pei Muchan with a smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it properly.”

“How do you plan to deal with it?” Pei Muchan wouldn’t be at ease, not by a long shot.

He chuckled, “Yell right back at them, obliterate that asshole!”

Ten minutes later, “Xu’s Epoch” posted again, this time directly calling out that producer, his reply sharp and cutting.

“Annoying, just minding my business walking down the street and I get bitten by a dog. This dog doesn’t even have a tag, comes at me barking madly; anyone would think it’s trying to find a new master everywhere!”

“For the sake of stirring up conflict, you’re really using your small brain instead of your big one, a nobody. Don’t think I won’t respond to you, you bottom-feeder.”

“Blabbering insider ‘exposures’ every day, yapping away like it’s the seventh day of a ghost’s passing.”

The 200-word post went live, confronting the issue head-on, and was pushed up nearly the instant it was sent out. This time, Xu Qingyan didn’t log off.

He wasn’t a celebrity, he didn’t need to care about his image. When someone else was being unreasonable, he had all the more reason to fight back. Seeing that crazy person’s post, he felt like hunting them down himself.

Truly an undeserved misfortune; he hadn’t offended anyone, yet he was being treated like a pushover. The comments soared rapidly, surpassing five hundred in less than half an hour.

And as the time reached 18:00, “Stubborn” was released right on schedule, unaffected by the controversy.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

At XX Entertainment Company, Yue Jialin was in front of his computer, watching a new female streamer from his company. He couldn’t help revealing a smile at her inexperienced university-student look.

Suddenly, a junior artist knocked and walked in.

“Brother Yue, trouble, the post you made this afternoon got blasted by the real deal.”

At those words, Yue Jialin dismissed it nonchalantly with a wave of his hand.

“No worries, I expected as much. Don’t fret about it, he’ll be backlash by public opinion.”

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