161: Why did Wang Tianwang cry when he made headlines?
Lin Pei raised an eyebrow.
Wasn't this insider The Director? He sure revealed it quickly.
The comments below the news were growing rapidly.
"Whoa, Brother Lin is just too amazing. Is there anything he can't do?"
"Lin Gou isn't the dream of our Dragon Kingdom's nine hundred million girls; Brother Lin is. Young, handsome, all-around talented, and now wealthy—he's simply my ideal husband."
"Stop dreaming, person above. He's at home warming the bed for me."
"Nonsense, we're eating together right now."
"Hey you above, you're a guy, so stop fighting us for him. Hundreds of millions of girls already can't get a turn..."
"Oh my, the Social Media Platform post where I praised Brother Lin was liked by Big Brother Jackie Chan."
"Mine is even more incredible. Jacky Cheung, Nick Cheung, and Lau Tak Wah—several celebrities liked all my posts. Even Tony Leung liked it. You have to know he's a super 'I' person in private... Brother Lin's social circle is just too good!"
"For Brother Lin, it's called a 'wealth circle.' He used his wealth to unite the entire entertainment industry."
"Brother Lin indeed does everything to the extreme, but I advise him to take it easy, or he might accidentally become the world's richest man."
"..."
Seeing this, Lin Pei couldn't help but curl his lips, the smile in his eyes impossible to suppress.
He really hadn't expected to have an unexpected windfall before the movie even started filming.
So, speaking of which, he was indeed much wealthier now.
Oh well, who wouldn't be moved by wealth?
After being happy by himself for a while, Lin Pei suddenly noticed something.
Huh, this matter should technically have more buzz than the Shaolin Temple incident from a few days ago, but despite so many trending searches, he didn't make the headlines.
Looking closely, wow, the top headline and the second trending topic were both about Wang Feng.
The sun must have risen from the west today... At this moment, Wang Feng, who had suffered bankruptcy and was in a trance, was sitting miserably on a street corner somewhere in Macau.
He habitually went online and unexpectedly saw himself on the headlines.
A long-held wish was achieved in one day; if this were in the past, he would have definitely wept for joy.
But now, looking at the trending titles, he also felt like crying—out of anger.
#Wang Feng Gambled in Macau Multiple Times, Now Facing Bankruptcy.#
There was another trending topic that didn't have much heat before, but was carried by this topic all the way to the second spot.
#Wang Feng Hired Paparazzi to Follow a Top Male Celebrity, Refused to Pay Midway.#
Looking at the title, Wang Feng suddenly understood the reason behind everything.
The fact that he lost his entire fortune shouldn't have been more popular than the news of the Macau God of Gamblers' downfall.
The two Paparazzi who caught him in the monitoring room today must be the two he had breached the contract with.
Both of these things must have been exposed by them!
Although it was a negative trending topic, Wang Feng couldn't help but click on the comment section.
"Is someone finally exposing this? Wang Feng goes to Macau to gamble every other day; he's finally fallen, hasn't he?"
"They call him Wang Leather Pants; well, now he's lost everything except his leather pants."
"He even dared to withhold money from the Paparazzi; no wonder they exposed his bad character in a heartbeat."
"He's already at that age, yet he doesn't use his energy for the right things like improving his singing; as soon as he's free, he thinks about gambling."
"Exactly, and he's called Heavenly King Wang? His live performances are unbearable; his albums rely entirely on pitch correction."
"I heard he even borrowed money from several Female Celebrities to gamble, lost it all, and can't pay it back now. I have to say, it's quite embarrassing."
"No wonder Zhang Ziyi and Sister Na just liked my post denouncing Wang Feng."
"Reliable news: the person who won until Wang Feng almost had nothing left but his leather pants seems to be Lin Pei..."
"Brother Lin won well. Wang Feng should learn from Brother Lin. Look at how professional Brother Lin is; he personally went to the casino to experience it for a new role. I heard he even beat the God of Gamblers. That's too amazing!"
"..."
After looking through the comments, Wang Feng was already in tears.
Damn it, after reading so many comments, they were all scolding him; he didn't encounter a single sympathetic netizen.
Also, when Lin Pei goes to the casino, it's 'experiencing a role' and 'professionalism,' but when he goes to the casino, it's 'neglecting his duties' and 'bad character'?
Can these netizens not be so double-standard every time?
Wang Feng wailed and sang in the wind, his nose running.
"I want to be free like a dream..."
"Strong like the sky!"
This caused many people to cover their ears and flee.
By the time he finished singing self-indulgently, the passersby in the square had all run away.
A group of elderly ladies who were happily square dancing just now also quickly ended their exercise for the day, rushing home to take blood pressure medication or fast-acting heart relief pills.
Wang Feng cried miserably.
He had been jealous of Lin Pei being on the headlines for so long, and this first time he made the headlines and surpassed Lin Pei's popularity, he was so angry he almost had a heart attack.
He only hoped Lin Pei's popularity would exceed his and quickly push him down.
Damn it.
Whoever wants this headline can have it; anyway, he never wants to be on it again!
...Wang Feng indeed couldn't stay on the headlines for long.
After people finished scolding him once, the heat of the discussion for this news sharply decreased, and it was soon pushed down by Lin Pei's related keywords.
Seeing this, although Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness.
"I finally made the headlines with great difficulty, and I was pushed down in just a fart's worth of time."
Xiao Li, who was also disheveled in the wind, was speechless.
She felt their boss was even more double-standard than the netizens.
Meanwhile, Lau Chin, who was wandering around the mainland, suddenly received an invitation from a certain show.
"Teacher Lau Chin, we didn't expect you to be the teacher of our newly promoted God of Gamblers, Brother Lin. Do you have time for an interview?"
"..."
After answering several calls in a row, Lau Chin could no longer hide his shock and excitement.
Although he had heard of Lin Pei, the two of them had never met, right? How did he become Lin Pei's teacher?
He had just seen the trending search; with Lin Pei's level of shuffling and gambling, it would be more appropriate for him to call Lin Pei 'teacher.'
The Young Man was just too amazing; that technique and speed—if he came to perform magic, he would be a leader in the industry.
But whatever, he had been in a career slump these past few years; he might as well ride this wave of popularity, and maybe he could return to the peak of his career!
Similarly feeling confused and shocked was Yu Hua, who was in the Capital City.
After waking up, everyone was calling him a God of Gamblers. What was going on?
He hadn't even been to Macau, okay?
It was truly bizarre... Shortly after Lin Pei made the headlines, a "ding" suddenly sounded in the sleeping Lin Pei's ear.
Lin Pei jumped up from the bed like a corpse, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then realized it was the system's voice.
[Ding...]
[Detected a change in the host's popularity value; randomly refreshing a new skill for the host.]
Lin Pei was a bit numb.
He was only in Macau, not abroad; there's no time difference, okay?
Could the system look at what time it is? Three in the morning!
And with the system's underworld skills, what was there to look forward to?
Lin Pei closed his eyes and lay back down.
"Not interested, let's talk about it tomorrow."
The system's voice sounded again.
[Because it's a random refresh, the skill refreshed for the host just now carries some of the host's expected positive energy.]
[If we wait until tomorrow, the skill will change, and the energy polarity cannot be determined.]
Hearing this, Lin Pei sat up again.
If it was a skill leaning towards positive energy, it really wasn't easy for this crappy system.
Lin Pei became somewhat interested.
"Fine, this is the one."
"Tell me, what skill?"
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