The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

Since the last time he met Ge Lingsheng, Ling Chunan had seen him on many occasions, but the other party came and went in a hurry, as if he was too busy to get away. Of course, it was impossible for the two of them to have any interaction in private. , the matter of cooperation was naturally shelved.

Qin Muhe didn't ask Ling Chunan what happened that day, but from Ge Lingsheng's busy state recently, it can be seen that he must have completely annoyed this narrow-minded man.

As the annual Golden Peak Awards in China are coming soon, both fans and singers are a little bit impatient. This is the official highest honor of Huaguo Music. Even if it is just nominated, it is a great honor for a musician , It also represents the sublimation of the musician's social status.

Ling Chunan's first album has already sold over [-] million, and more than a dozen songs are ranked in the top [-] of Music House. It is a matter of course that he was nominated for the Golden Peak Award for Best Newcomer. The nomination is not a problem either.

And the only one who can compete with Ling Chunan this year is the Chen Ziyao who debuted at the same time as Ling Chunan. The same diamond album, the same top international entertainment company, and the same debut time put the two directly in a tit-for-tat situation .

Looking at Ling Chunan who was lazily sitting on the rocking chair in front of the window and yawning, 098 wished he could grab his braids and fight with that guy who has been black recently, "Host, that Chen Ziyao fan is too much, Is that all you need to do?"

"It's okay, let her be dark." Ling Chunan closed his eyes, his voice was drowsy, he didn't get enough sleep last night, and today he was called up early by a man who worried that he hadn't eaten a few meals and was starving, and now he was sleepy again up.

Although the Golden Peak Award is important to Ling Chunan, it is not necessary. After all, his goal is the Best Female Singer Award of the World Welland International Music Association. This award is held every five years, and there are still more than three years left. Although not much, it was enough according to his plan, so he ignored the provocations of Chen Ziyao's supporters.

Recently, the male protagonist is also very calm, which is completely inconsistent with the way of publishing works from different worlds in the plot. 098 and Ling Chunan mentioned several times whether the male protagonist has a conspiracy, but Ling Chunan used it as an overthinking to perfunctory passed.

Looking at Ling Chunan who fell asleep again, 098 couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, it was the emperor who was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry, but seeing those false information, it couldn't help but get angry, what the hell is hooking up with the director?Is it necessary for the host to seduce a young director?And that music producer, the host has never seen him before, so how could he have anything to do with him?

The more 098 looked at it, the more angry he became, but without Ling Chunan's instructions, he didn't dare to deal with the information without authorization, "Su..." Before he could say the main word, 098 fell silent and looked at the man who was pushing the door in.

Seeing that Ling Chunan fell asleep again, Qin Muhe's smile showed a trace of helplessness, then he squatted down next to Ling Chunan, helped him straighten the hair on his forehead that was blown by the wind, and then carefully carried him to the bed.

As soon as he got up, the phone screen on the bedside table suddenly lit up, Qin Muhe frowned, and pressed it off before the bell rang, then pulled the quilt for Ling Chunan, kissed the corner of his mouth, held the phone Went to the balcony.

Ling Chunan was finally woken up by Liang Jingxue's phone call. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Looking at the other half of the bed that was empty, Ling Chunan answered the phone. The little girl was still too lively, "Susu Sister, that Chen Ziyao is too arrogant, she actually said that you were taken care of by President Qin, and even used fake photos to slander you, sister An Yu and I can't stand it anymore!"

"Huh?" Ling Chunan blinked, still a little confused.

"Sister Su Su, don't worry, Sister An Yu and I both believe in you, and your boyfriend is much more handsome than President Qin. Although Chen Ziyao didn't say it personally, it was her fans who broke the news, so it must have something to do with her! When I see her another day, I must beat her up!"

"..."

"Come on, Sister Susu, I'll hang up first, my manager is here to arrest me!"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone after the turmoil, Ling Chunan shook his head with a smile, completely woke up from his doze, stretched himself, got up and turned on the computer.

Liang Jingxue called Ling Chunan as soon as she saw the news, and it was only ten minutes after the photo broke.As the main battlefield for fights, there is already a lot of trouble on Weibo at this time. Although Ling Chunan has only debuted for more than half a year, but the early live broadcast and the fame under the management of Star King, his fans have already broken through 1000 million, and now he has reached 2000 million. Ben [-] million.

At this time, there were a lot of black fans on his latest Weibo, but most of them were the diehard fans he had cultivated before.

"At first, I thought that the entertainment industry had finally come to a clean slate, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. It's so disappointing. Fans turned black."

"I'll give you a hehe, but I won't give you away if you walk slowly. I, Su, don't need a sailor like you to be a fan."

"A fan who will turn black is not worthy of being my Su's fan, you should get out."

"No wonder Star King praises you so much. It turns out that he is having an affair with the CEO. How is it? Is the CEO's bed comfortable? Those works are also the finished products of climbing on Star King's CEO's bed. What kind of talented goddess is really disgusting."

"When I, Su, was studying music, you didn't know where to feed your baby, and you didn't know which family's dog you were jumping out and biting people."

"Susu, don't listen to their nonsense! We believe you!"

"The navy retreated! Didn't Bitch Chen give you enough food? You speak so badly."

……

Under the attack of the fans, the voices of the black fans of the water army could hardly be heard. Ling Chunan scanned the news with great interest, and then turned off Weibo.

098: "Host, aren't you talking?"

"No need." Ling Chunan replied.

Just after closing Weibo, An Yu also called, and of course they were talking about this matter. After that, Ye Fan, Liang Weiquan, and everyone who had a cooperative relationship with Ling Chunan and left a phone call all called to express condolences , are all unified expressions of support for him, which makes Ling Chunan a little dumbfounded. It seems that being too popular is also a kind of distress.

It has been more than half an hour since I hung up the phone. As a well-known big company in the entertainment industry, Star King moved very quickly. In less than half an hour, whether it was on Weibo or the forum, there was a lot of information about "Su Su" All the news about being "nurtured" disappeared, Star King's official blog also issued a statement that the rumormongers would be held accountable, and a lawyer's letter was issued.

Since it is night now, from the beginning to the end, apart from a group of fermenting navy sunspots, Ling Chunan has not had any impact. This is also the benefit of having a group of diehard fans.

In the shabby rental house, Wang Cheng was squatting in front of the computer with instant noodles, looking at the huge sum of money in his bank account happily. With this money, he would not have to eat instant noodles for at least the next two months!

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and it was a call from a local fixed line, "It's so late, who will call me? Could it be a ghost?" Thinking of this, Wang Cheng shivered, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity. Heart pressed on.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wang Cheng? We are from the Law Enforcement Department of Haicheng, and we need your assistance in investigating a malicious rumor case."

The formulaic voice on the other end of the phone made Wang Cheng's hands and feet feel cold.

After answering all the calls, Ling Chunan was still not sleepy. He turned on the light and was going to the kitchen to find something to cushion his stomach, and then went to the piano room. His second album was still two songs short.

In order to let Ling Chunan eat hot food at any time, Qin Muhe has the habit of keeping food in the kitchen, Ling Chunan skillfully found the freshly cooked seafood porridge in the casserole and a note.

"Honey, remember to eat two bowls. I'll be home in two hours, and I'll check it then."

Looking at the big bowl put aside, the corners of Ling Chunan's mouth twitched, "When did this guy become so childish?"

Ling Chunan finally picked up the bowl, added half a bowl of porridge and drank it, then ran to the piano room and locked the door behind him.

098: "..." One by one is more childish.

Two hours later, Qin Muhe arrived home on time, first checked the kitchen, and then walked towards the piano room, only to find that the door was locked from the inside, and raised his eyebrows.

When 098 was about to remind Ling Chunan that he forgot to close the window, he saw Qin Muhe had already jumped in from the window sill... It still didn't bother the host who was immersed in creation.

Finally finished filling in the lyrics and assembling the melody again, Ling Chunan looked up and saw the man leaning against the piano quietly watching him, and smiled at him, "I'm back."

The man who had been ignored for most of the day couldn't help but glanced at the sheet music on the keys with envy, and then thought of something, sat down beside Ling Chunan with a bright smile, and hugged him into his arms with his long arms. He cheerfully asked, "Honey, was that love song just for me?"

The tune of this song, Ling Chunan, used the one he played with bamboo leaves when he met a man in the ancient world. Aware of the hidden emotions expressed in it, but obviously Qin Muhe heard it, Ling Chunan was not surprised, this person always knows him best, "Do you like it?"

Hearing Ling Chunan's answer, Qin Muhe couldn't help but hugged him and turned around twice, "Baby, I love you."

Coming down from Qin Muhe's arms, Ling Chunan remembered what happened before, and cautiously took two steps towards the back of the piano, "Then I'll sing for you again..."

Before he finished speaking, his body was in the air, and Qin Muhe's deep and magnetic voice came from beside his ears, "Baby, it's late, we should rest." Before finishing the porridge, he returned the account of shutting him out. Not counting.This little bastard, he didn't wear shoes when he went downstairs!