I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Bai Yihang commented.

[Mr. Qin is the number one slacker, which is unexpected but also reasonable.

Looking forward to our next cooperation with you.

I'll give you a 10% discount on my pay! 】

It was a very short speech, but the attitude was humble enough and Qin Xun's fans were excited again.

[Look, whose fans were barking so fiercely before? Now your masters have given in. Do you still want to bark like dogs? ]

[10% off, it's a great show of sincerity, so I will forgive your fans. ]

[The fans are not sensible, but Xiaobai is quite sensible. We, the Qin family's stray dogs, will let you go for now.]

[Uh... I'm Xiaobai's fan, I want to say... it doesn't seem so shameful for Xiaobai to give in, after all, Qin Xun is the number one slacker! ]

[I have watched "The Three-Body Problem" and I think Xiaobai can play Luo Ji. You must seize the opportunity to cooperate with him. This may be your chance to go global.]

[Ah... Then I declare that Qin Xun and Bai Yihang are tied for the top spot in traffic, okay? ]

……

Qin Xun looked at these comments and noticed the term "stray dog", which he found a bit strange.

He knew that fans of fan stars would name their own groups.

For example, Ye Lan’s fans are called “Little Leaves”, Bai Yihang’s fans are called “Aircraft Carriers”, and Mao Qianyi’s fans are called “Hair Balls”.

These names are generally derived from the homophone of a character in the celebrity's name, and most of them are cute.

But what the hell is calling your own fans “stray dogs”?

My name is not Sang Biao!

Qin Xun looked up at Xu Luoluo and asked.

"Mr. Xu, why do my fans call me a lost dog?"

Xu Luoluo looked a little embarrassed and spoke hesitantly.

"That... Mr. Qin, because you have a complicated identity, you only have half a leg in the entertainment industry, and you are different from other stars."

"We won't let professional teams manage fans, or set up fan clubs or fan groups."

“Your fans are all on their own.”

"And sometimes your fans of looks, charisma, music, movies, boxing, and now your book, will quarrel and curse among themselves."

"They feel that as your fans, there is no one to lead the charge, and they are like stray dogs on the street, so they call themselves 'stray dogs'"

She paused, then mustered up the courage to suggest quietly.

"Boss Qin, do you want me to manage the fans?"

"If it is well managed, it can bring huge economic value."

Qin Xun waved his hand and said with a smile.

"No need, just let them roam freely outside."

"In my mind, they are not stray dogs, but lone wolves."

Xu Luoluo smiled lightly and said nothing more.

Qin Xun has achieved such a high level of success with "The Three-Body Problem". In the future, he will be able to earn huge royalties by publishing a paper book, adapting it into an e-novel, or adapting it into a TV series or a movie.

It is understandable that he disdains to squeeze money out of his fans.

After all, he now has "The Three-Body Problem" to his name, and he is the top academic master in the entertainment industry.

I’m not the kind of idiot who doesn’t know about CNKI and doesn’t know that there is no Nobel Prize in Mathematics.

……

Suddenly, Qin Xun's cell phone rang. He saw it was Wu Yu, sighed, and answered the call.

Wu Yu's excited voice immediately rang out from the other end of the phone.

"Qin Xun, um...I made a loud noise a few days ago. I really didn't expect it. I never expected it."

“You… are so cruel!”

"Really, you're so cruel!"

"You are amazing. Before the release of Identity, you have raised your status to an international level. The box office of the movie is guaranteed."

Qin Xun listened silently. When she finished speaking, he said "Oh" and hung up the phone, pretending to be cool without any sense of calmness.

He continued to watch Douyin for a while, and found that the comments in the comment section were still growing explosively, so he was too lazy to read them anymore.

He exited Douyin, turned on his computer and started checking work emails.

The slacking value has not increased very fast recently, and he found the key to the problem: you have to have a job to be considered slacking off, right?

Simply not working may not be called slacking off, that is called dereliction of duty.

……

Qin Xun no longer paid attention to Douyin, but his fans on Douyin were still carrying out a large-scale cleanup, killing all the haters to pieces, leaving nothing behind.

The haters either disappeared like snakes in winter or secretly deleted their previous comments.

Or it will be like a castrated dog, only able to whimper a few times and unable to bark.

There is no longer the momentum as before.

Qin Xun's fans were very satisfied and attacked the self-media account of Bibidan, the instigator, and formed a team in his comment section.

[Hahaha, I didn’t expect to hit a wall! ]

【Fuck your mother, apologize! 】

[Tell me what arrogance is, and then tell me what low-key is? ]

[Is Qin Xun arrogant or modest? ]

[Beep beep egg, do you believe I can crush your eggs? ]

[You want to trick my brother into being attacked and mocked by everyone so that he is forced to quit the entertainment industry. I’m telling you, you’ve got the wrong person! ]

[My brother is an all-around hexagonal berserker! ]

【Fuck you! 】

[If you dare to mess with Qin Xun in the future, you will be going against Ye Lan, Bai Yihang, Qin Xun, the Three Body, and the Xiaoying doll's fan army at the same time. Be careful or you will be hit by a plane! ]

……

Soon, Bibidan's private message received thousands of obscene words, to the point where even a thousand Bibidans couldn't protect their family tree.

Beepedan looked at his private message and sighed.

"I only got paid two million and brought such a big rhythm. It seems that my fee is too cheap."

After a pause, he smiled bitterly again.

"Who would have thought that Qin Xun was the author of The Three-Body Problem?"

"Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!"

"If I catch him cheating on Ye Lan in the future, I won't dare report it. How could these brainless fans believe it?"

"Even if you believe it, you will probably think your brother is awesome!"

……

Beijing.

Zheng Mingquan saw Douyin and the hot searches on Weibo.

#Shocked by passers-by for 30,000 years! The author of "The Three-Body Problem" Mo Yu No. 1 is actually Qin Xun!

#This time the entertainment industry is no longer making a fool of itself, we have a real academic master!

#The best singer in the marketing world, the best actor in the singing world, the best boxer in the acting world, the best cook in the boxing world, the best writer in the food world!

#There is not much space left for Qin Xun!

#Qin Xun, the true chosen one! Equally attack every field with dimensionality reduction!

#Human-shaped two-dimensional foil—Qin Xun!

#Don't mess with him, don't mess with him, don't mess with him!

#The most low-key person in the world—No. 1 Mo Yu, is Qin Xun!

#Arrogant or modest, I can no longer tell, I know the synonym for "talent" is "Qin Xun"

#With over 10 million fans in one week, Qin Xun must be the real king of traffic!

……

Zheng Mingquan was in high spirits as he looked at these trending searches. Thinking that Qin Xun's huge traffic in the entertainment industry had been transferred to "The Three-Body Problem", he was so happy that he almost did a striptease in the office.

Humph, who isn’t a marketing genius?

I have to have someone bring this news to the science fiction circles abroad!

When the physical book of "The Three-Body Problem" is published, global sales should exceed 10 million, right?

……

One day passed.

Qin Xun's Quotations on the Internet changed their names three times in one day, from "Qin Xun's Stupid Quotations" to "Qin Xun's Pretentious Quotations" and finally to "Qin Xun's Domineering Quotations".

For a while, there were a lot of pretenders on the Internet, full of bullshit.

This afternoon.

Qin Xun was reading work emails on the computer and thinking about the marketing plan for the food show. As he was thinking, he fell asleep on the table.

He had a dream. In the dream, everything was yellow and covered with... shit.