3: Chapter 3: Turning passersby into little black guys is the real key.

Lin Chuyan looked at the 10 points added to "Crying Scene" on his virtual panel. Just as he was about to question the system for not causing any changes, his nose suddenly felt sour, the area around his eyes felt incredibly numb, and tears were already welling up in his eye sockets.

"Holy crap, is it this magical?"

Lin Chuyan started testing it over and over again.

He discovered that this thing had absolutely no skill cooldown; as long as he wanted to, tears would come whenever he pleased.

Unfortunately, for now, he could only manage to make them well up in his eyes and then force a little bit out.

After researching the system, Lin Chuyan had one more thing to do, which was to log into his Weibo account to see what the current situation was.

Perhaps because the entertainment industry hadn't seen such a real, living person in a long time; while all other artists used Weibo as a promotional tool and wouldn't talk back no matter how much they were mocked or scolded, the situation of Lin Chuyan bickering with Haters was just too rare. He had actually managed to reach the trending searches again after two and a half years—even if it was just the entertainment chart.

And he made it on twice.

#Lin Chuyan acting crazy#

#Lin Chuyan tells Haters not to defect#

However, the popularity was just like that, and it was slowly dropping.

Lin Chuyan clicked on one at random and saw that the Haters were scolding him even more fiercely.

"It's obvious he's really run out of material and can only bicker with netizens online. Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

"He's only out here trying to stay relevant because he has no material. He still wants to keep earning money from the entertainment industry? Keep dreaming!"

There were also passersby just looking for some fun.

"LMAO, he just posted a Weibo, and the Haters are so angry. Is it too late to become a fan of Lin Chuyan now?"

"I support my Brother Chuyan. Brother Chuyan, keep posting on Weibo today, don't stop, I love watching."

As for his fans, they were basically just fans of Lin Chuyan's looks, liking that clumsy version of him on stage... They were quite confused by what happened last night. Was this still the idol they liked?

But Lin Chuyan couldn't be bothered with all that, because the numbers on the virtual panel had updated again at this moment.

[Dynamic Traffic Value: Red (126) Black (1384)]

Very good, the Haters are scoring big.

He started to post the next Weibo:

"Starting today, I will work hard. Yes, I'm going off to act. Haters won't be so angry that they can't sleep, right? Surely not, surely not?"

Clicked post, swiped up to close the APP.

Let them scold if they want; as the saying goes, bad publicity is still publicity. As long as his strength catches up later, there will naturally be great scholars to debate on his behalf—what bickering with Haters? This is called being true to oneself, alright.

Lin Chuyan prepared to do some research and first register the copyright for "I Am a Fish".

Following his memories, he opened a website on his computer called Aiyue.com. The name was very plain, but plain was right, because it was an official website, and its main selling point was practicality.

The entire website was divided into sections like Must-Read for Newcomers, Copyright Registration, Songwriting Plagiarism Check... there was even a forum section. He clicked in and took a look; it was basically people in the Songwriting circle chatting, with posts about soliciting songs and submissions taking up the majority.

"S-class drama 'Waiting for the Wind and Waiting for You' looking for an ending theme song! Look over here if you have love songs on hand!"

"Tianxing Entertainment is soliciting songs! Accepting a large amount, bosses feel free to submit, the price is absolutely the highest in the industry!"

Lin Chuyan watched for quite a while before exiting and starting to register an account.

During the registration process, he was required to use his real name. The reason was very simple: Songwriting copyrights needed to be attributed to a company or an individual; if you don't use your real name, how can they pay you?

Conversely, if you had already signed a copyright contract with another company, then registering on Aiyue.com would be useless, and the money wouldn't belong to you anyway.

Fortunately, Lin Chuyan was very certain that the contract he signed with Jinghua Entertainment back then was just a standard artist management contract—after all, the company understood him; how could he possibly know anything about Songwriting?

Soon, Aiyue.com confirmed his status as an independent copyright creator.

Then a prompt popped up, asking if he wanted to use his real name in the contract.

Lin Chuyan decisively clicked [No], and another window popped up asking him to enter an Aiyue.com nickname, which would also serve as the pen name for all of Lin Chuyan's works released to the public.

Because the nickname could not overlap with others on the platform and was bound to his real name, even if a pen name was used in the contract, the platform, as the copyright agent for the songwriter, would ensure it was legal and valid.

It wasn't that he didn't want to be famous; there were two reasons for not revealing himself.

First, and most importantly: he still had a company now. If he used his real name directly, it might be difficult to terminate his contract later. He had seen how disgusting capital could be in his past life. As an ordinary person, he certainly didn't have as many underhanded tricks as them. How should he put it? He still needed to take precautions.

Second, it was also to be on the safe side, to be a bit more stable: at the current stage, everything was given by the system... There was a saying: if your virtue does not match your position, disaster will surely follow. Take it slow, no need to rush.

After thinking about it, he typed two characters on it:

Lin Mo.

Chuyan, isn't that just silence.

After completing the registration, he could upload the song. Lin Chuyan quickly organized the complete Songwriting score provided by the system, then packed and uploaded it, did the plagiarism check, copyright confirmation... It was all done in about half an hour.

He didn't intend to let anyone else sing the song, so he didn't put it in the new song release section for display.

Such a good song, and the singing difficulty wasn't very high, so he'd better keep it for himself to sing.

After turning off the computer, Wu Yue sent a message notifying him to join the crew tomorrow. Time was limited, so Lin Chuyan quickly took out the script to continue studying.

However, a newbie like him didn't know where to put in the effort, so he could only take out a notebook and continue to imagine the life experience of this tool character...

Slowly, Lin Chuyan even felt that this operation of rewriting a character's life was quite interesting. Although Fang Mo only had two scenes, who was to say he didn't have his own life?

What was Fang Mo's personality?

Why would he fall in love with a woman like the deceased?

What kind of temperament about her attracted him?

It couldn't be the temperament of a player, could it...

That afternoon, Lin Chuyan filled a page in his notebook, just to imagine a complete Fang Mo.

...

And the system's first Dynamic Traffic Value settlement finally arrived.

Ding!

[Dynamic Traffic Value: Red (1352) Black (4197)]

[Congratulations to the host, this round of Dynamic Traffic Value settlement is 5000+, 1 point of Basic Attribute has been exchanged]

[Settlement complete, Dynamic Traffic Value has been cleared to zero]

"5000 to exchange for 1 point of Basic Attribute? Then what about exchanging for other things?"

No reply.

It seems he could only study it slowly by himself.

It could only be said that the initial accumulation in the early stages was quite difficult; it was the same principle as making money—the rich just keep getting richer.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Chuyan decided to target the Haters.

Logging into his phone's Weibo, the one he posted today had indeed been scolded bloody by everyone again.

Some said he was funny, others said he was shameless.

What was even more exaggerated was that some were tagging the General Administration to request his ban...

Crazy!

What did he do to deserve a ban? Don't be so ridiculous, alright!

However, Lin Chuyan discovered that the comments on these two Weibo posts actually added up to more than five thousand, almost ten thousand. This part wasn't counted in the "Red" and "Black" of the Dynamic Traffic Value...

In that case, weren't there a bit too many passersby just looking for fun?

Neither praising me nor scolding me? Get lost, you fun-seekers!

Lin Chuyan searched for a while and finally selected a comment from a netizen with the ID "Mosquito Hits Cannon".

"Acting, huh? I'm watching you. If you act poorly, see how I roast you!"

He felt that strictly speaking, this person shouldn't count as a Hater; perhaps they could be classified as a relatively objective passerby?

Because their impression of his past was quite poor, it was inevitable that their words would be a bit harsh, which was understandable.

Besides, what they said wasn't wrong; it was normal to get scolded for poor acting, right?

So he reposted this comment:

"Everyone is welcome to supervise. It's just that filming hasn't even started yet, and some people are already anxious [shrug]"

Classic, anxious, filial, funny, breaking down, numb—these six-character mantras should be effective in any world.

Yeah, turning passersby into Haters is the real truth.