383: Chapter 444 Phantom Thief Zhimin (10)

As night fell, Seoul's sky was dyed an ambiguous orange-red by the city lights. But the storm in the Korean entertainment industry had just reached its climax.

The Anti-Wonyoung Alliance.

The birth of this organization could be called the most absurd scene in the history of Korean entertainment.

The cause was simple—the fans of various Korean entertainment groups simply couldn't take it anymore. ITZY fans, EXO fans, IU fans, Red Velvet fans, NCT fans... everyone spent the entire night cursing in their respective fan communities. They cursed that lunatic 'guardian of princess wonyoung,' cursed him for daring to dictate to their idols, and cursed how his snide comments could even make it to the trending searches. As they cursed, someone suddenly posted a thread on a forum:

[Brothers and sisters from every fandom, we can't keep fighting our own separate battles. That 'guardian of princess wonyoung' is only so arrogant because he's taking advantage of our fragmentation. Why don't we unite and form an alliance specifically to deal with him!]

This post was shared thirty thousand times within ten minutes. Representatives from various fanbases quickly gathered and held their first 'Joint Meeting' in an anonymous chat room. The atmosphere of the meeting was as intense as if they were going to war. Representatives took turns speaking, denouncing the various misdeeds of 'guardian of princess wonyoung.' The more they talked, the more agitated they became, and the more they felt this person had to be completely eliminated. Someone suggested the alliance be named 'Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance,' or 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance' for short. This proposal passed unanimously, and the excited representatives immediately began registering accounts, issuing manifestos, and recruiting members across all major platforms.

[Major Announcement] After multi-party consultations, representatives from dozens of fan groups, including EXO's EXO-L, ITZY's MIDZY, (G)I-DLE's NEVERLAND, Red Velvet's Reveluv, aespa's MY, IU's Uaena, and Kim Taeyeon's Gorda, have decided to establish the 'Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance,' abbreviated as the 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance'!! There is only one goal—to make the 'guardian of princess wonyoung' account disappear completely!!! All victims are welcome to join!!! Screenshots, analysis, doxxing, reporting—we will strike from all angles!!! This time, we'll let him know that Korean entertainment fans are not to be trifled with!!!

As soon as the post was out, the number of shares instantly broke a hundred thousand.

The comment section was boiling.

[EXO Fan Club: We're here!! Finally, someone is leading the charge!!]

[IU Fan Club: Joining! We must join!]

[ITZY Fan Club: Count us in!!]

[(G)I-DLE Fan Club: It should have been like this a long time ago!!]

[NCT Fan Club: Charge!! Make that lunatic disappear!!]

[Passerby A: Wait... the name of your alliance... 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance'?]

[Passerby B: Anti-Wonyoung? Opposed to Jang Wonyoung?]

[Passerby C: No, their target is 'guardian of princess wonyoung.' They're opposing that account...]

[Passerby D: So does 'Anti-Wonyoung' mean opposing the 'Princess Wonyoung' account? Or opposing Jang Wonyoung herself?]

[Passerby E: I'm getting dizzy...]

The comment section fell into a philosophical discussion about naming logic.

[Fan A: We're called the 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance,' but our target is 'guardian of princess wonyoung' (the account), and 'guardian of princess wonyoung' (the account) supports Jang Wonyoung... so are we against people who support Jang Wonyoung?]

[Fan B: No, we're against that account, not Jang Wonyoung herself.]

[Fan C: But that account is called 'guardian of princess wonyoung,' so if we're anti-'guardian of princess wonyoung,' isn't that just being against guarding Jang Wonyoung?]

[Fan D: ...You've got me all twisted up.]

[Fan E: To put it simply—we're against the person who supports Jang Wonyoung, but we're not against Jang Wonyoung.]

[Fan F: Then why not call it the 'Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance'?]

[Fan G: Because it's too long.]

[Fan H: Then call it the 'Anti-Guardian Alliance'?]

[Fan I: Sounds like we're against the Guardian Family...]

[Fan J: Whatever, let's just call it the 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance.' Everyone knows what it means anyway.]

[Fan K: But it sounds exactly like we're against Jang Wonyoung...]

[Fan L: It is a bit ambiguous...]

[Fan M: Who cares! Just charge!]

The last comment received over three thousand likes.

And so, the 'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance,' an organization with a fatal flaw in its naming, was grandly established.

And the center of this storm—the name being discussed by countless people, cursed by countless people, and whose identity countless people were trying to dox—Jang Wonyoung, was currently lying on the sofa at home, completely oblivious to the bloodbath outside.

She rarely had no schedule today. IVE's debut preparations had entered the final sprint stage, and her Manager had shown great mercy by giving her a whole day off. Her original plan was simple: sleep, eat snacks, scroll through her phone, hug Tami, and go back to sleep.

What a perfect plan.

Wrapped in a blanket, she was like a lazy cat, sinking into the sofa. Tami was nestled in her arms; its light blue body was soft and cool, feeling like a piece of jelly warmed by the sun. She gently poked the top of Tami's head with her finger. That miniature version of the '400,000 Won Premium Water Bottle' swayed slightly with her movement, its mysterious patterns shimmering with a faint light under the lamp.

“Tami-ah,” she spoke lazily, “do you think that lunatic will post again today?”

Tami blinked its cartoon eyes but didn't answer.

Jang Wonyoung sighed. “I don't know who he's scolding today. As long as he doesn't drag me into it.”

She rolled over and buried her face in Tami's soft body. Tami felt like a piece of jelly warmed by the sun—cool, soft, and with a faint, sweet fragrance. It was said that Jiang Zhiyu had specially blended the scents, so every Lemm smelled different. Her Tami was peach-scented.

She took a deep breath and was just about to enter 'nap mode' when her phone suddenly started vibrating like crazy.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz—

The continuous vibration exploded in the quiet living room, even startling Tami, who bounced slightly in her arms. Jang Wonyoung frowned and lazily reached for her phone. “Who is it... not letting people sleep in the afternoon...”

Squinting, she held the phone up to her face.

The screen was filled with countless notification pop-ups. KakaoTalk, Instagram, Twitter, Naver Cafe—every social media platform was frantically pushing messages, and the phone was as hot as a freshly baked sweet potato.

“What's going on?”

“Anti-Wonyoung Alliance?”

Her head buzzed.

She scrolled down frantically, becoming more distraught with each swipe. The alliance's manifesto was written with great fervor, talking about 'upholding the justice and order of the Korean entertainment industry' and 'making the lunatic hiding behind the screen pay the price.' But that name—'Anti-Wonyoung Alliance'—was hanging right there, as bright as a flag that said 'Jang Wonyoung is a bad person.'

She scrolled to the first comment in the section, which read: “So is this alliance supporting Wonyoung or opposing Wonyoung?” Someone replied below: “I don't know, just join first.” Another replied: “Who cares, as long as we can curse that lunatic.” Someone else said: “Even though the name is weird, it seems pretty interesting. I've joined too!”

Jang Wonyoung's face turned beet red.

Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance.

Abbreviated as Anti-Wonyoung Alliance.

The goal is to make 'guardian of princess wonyoung' disappear.

Her brain worked rapidly, trying to understand the meaning of these sentences. Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance... Anti-Wonyoung Alliance... The goal is to make 'guardian of princess wonyoung' disappear...

'guardian of princess wonyoung' was that lunatic.

That lunatic who used her name, used her beautiful photos, and cursed out the entire Korean entertainment industry.

Now, the fans of the entire Korean entertainment industry had united to oppose that lunatic.

Their alliance was called—

“Anti-Wonyoung Alliance.”

Anti-Wonyoung.

Anti... Wonyoung?

Jang Wonyoung's hands began to shake.

She scrolled through a few more messages and saw a string of comment screenshots that made her blood pressure soar.

[EXO Fan Club: Long live the Anti-Wonyoung Alliance!!]

[IU Fan Club: Make that lunatic disappear!! Anti-Wonyoung!!]

[ITZY Fan Club: Anti-Wonyoung!!!]

[NCT Fan Club: Charge, Anti-Wonyoung Alliance!!!]

Every single one carried the words 'Anti-Wonyoung.'

Every single one was like a needle pricking her heart.

Jang Wonyoung's hands shook even more violently.

What is going on?!!!

Why use a name like that?!!!

It makes it sound like I'm the villain!!!

She suddenly sat up from the sofa. Tami rolled out of her arms, bounced twice on the sofa, its round body swaying as it looked at her in confusion with its cartoon eyes.

“They're opposing that lunatic! Not me!!” she roared at the air. “Why use my name?! Wouldn't 'Anti-Guardian Alliance' work?! Wouldn't 'Anti-Princess Alliance' work?! Why call it 'Anti-Wonyoung'!!!”

Tami tilted its head, the little water bottle on top swaying as if to say: I don't know either.

Jang Wonyoung was so angry she rolled around on the sofa, her hair becoming a mess and her blanket kicked to the floor. She grabbed her phone and read the post again, feeling more and more wronged the more she looked at it.

“It makes it sound like I'm the villain...” she muttered softly, her nose crinkling and her eyes turning red. “I haven't done anything... it's that lunatic who's cursing people... why use my name... why is everyone cursing me...”

The more she thought about it, the more wronged and angry she felt. Her fingers tapped around the screen as she opened her Instagram.

A pained selfie—her holding Tami, puffing her cheeks, and looking at the camera with a resentful gaze—with a caption consisting of only one emoji: π_π.

In the photo, her hair was messy, her cheeks were puffed into two little buns from anger, her eyes were watery, and her lips were slightly pouted, like a bullied little rabbit.

After posting, she threw her phone onto the sofa, hugged Tami, and buried her face in its soft body.

“Tami...” her voice was muffled and carried a hint of a sob, “do you think I owed that lunatic in my past life? Why is he doing this to me? He's the one cursing people everywhere, so why am I the one being cursed in the end?”

Tami blinked its eyes, its soft body pressing gently against her chest as if to comfort her.

Within ten minutes of being posted, this photo surpassed five hundred thousand likes, and the comment section was completely overrun:

“Ahhhh Wonyoung, don't cry! That name isn't targeted at you!”

“Princess Wonyoung, we love you! The name of that alliance is indeed very stupidly chosen!”

“Hahahahaha Wonyoung's expression is so pained, I'm dying!”

“So Wonyoung also thinks there's a problem with that name, right!! We all think there's a problem!! But it's already too late to change it!!”

Some people also began to analyze seriously: “Actually, if you think about it carefully, the name of this alliance does have a logical problem. Anti-Wonyoung Alliance, yet the goal is to guard Wonyoung—so is it anti or guarding? If they are anti-the 'guardian of princess wonyoung' account, it should be called the Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance, or Anti-Guarding Alliance for short. Calling it the Anti-Wonyoung Alliance makes it about opposing Wonyoung herself.” Below this analysis, someone replied: “Your analysis is great, don't analyze next time.” Another replied: “You're even crazier than that 'guardian of princess wonyoung.'”

Jang Wonyoung looked at those comments, both angry and wanting to laugh. In the end, she could only toss her phone aside, hug Tami, and roll once on the sofa, letting out a muffled wail: “Why me...”

Just then, the phone vibrated again.

Jang Wonyoung didn't move.

The phone continued to vibrate—once, twice, three times—as if something important was happening.

She hesitated for a few seconds before finally reaching out to grab the phone.

On the screen was a special push notification from Instagram—

“guardian of princess wonyoung” shared your post.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Her finger hovered over the screen, not daring to tap for a long time.

God, Buddha, all the deities, what did that lunatic post this time?

She took a deep breath and tapped the notification.

The homepage of “guardian of princess wonyoung” refreshed.

That share lay there quietly, with a caption as long as a short essay.

[guardian of princess wonyoung: I heard some brain-dead fans formed some Anti-Wonyoung Alliance [sweating emoji][sweating emoji]? They've bullied our Princess Wonyoung into this state! This is really too much [angry][angry], but [thinking]]

Jang Wonyoung's eyelid twitched.

The accompanying image was the pained selfie she had just posted.

When did she post it? Had it only been a few minutes? Is this person squatting on her homepage twenty-four hours a day?!

Her fingers began to shake.

[...It's also a first for the entire Korean entertainment industry to oppose our Princess Wonyoung! That is to say, our Princess Wonyoung is also recognized by you as the Top 1 Girl [smirk]]

No, no no no—

[No, she's Korea's No. 1 Girl.]

Jang Wonyoung's hand was shaking so much she could hardly hold the phone.

The accompanying image was a composite—her classic look from 'twelve star messengers' with the water bottle on her head, but a map of South Korea had been Photoshopped into her hand, her expression as benevolent as if she were looking down upon her subjects.

Jang Wonyoung: “...”

[Asia's No. 1 Girl.]

New image: Jang Wonyoung in the same pose, but the map in her hand had been replaced with a map of Asia.

The corner of Jang Wonyoung's mouth began to twitch.

[The World's No. 1 Girl.]

New image: The map had been replaced with a globe.

Jang Wonyoung's hands began to shake.

[part:gemini-3.1-flash-lite]

【 Solar System's Number One Girl. 】

New attached image: The globe has been replaced with a picture of the solar system nebula.

Jang Wonyoung's breathing began to quicken.

【 Universe's Number One Girl!!! 】

【 Thank you everyone!!! It was you all who pushed Princess Wonyoung to the pinnacle of the universe!!! [covering mouth and laughing] [covering mouth and laughing] [covering mouth and laughing] 】

The final attached image was a large picture of her classic look—a 400,000 won mineral water bottle on her head, with a benevolent expression, and a rotating solar system nebula photoshopped into her outstretched hands. The planets orbited her palms like beads she was guiding.

Jang Wonyoung looked at that picture, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

Her mind went blank, with only one line of text scrolling repeatedly in the center— "Damn it, you bastard." "Damn it, you bastard." "Damn it, you bastard."

Her expression shifted from shock to bewilderment, from bewilderment to twisted rage, and from twisted rage to—

"Aish, damn it—!!!"

A roar echoed through the entire apartment.

"You bastard—!!!"

Jang Wonyoung sprang up from the bed, gripping her phone with both hands, looking like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Who is the Universe's Number One Girl!!! Who wants to be the Universe's Number One Girl!!! Is he serious about photoshopping it like that!!! What the hell is that galaxy!!! My hands look like an alien's because of the photoshop!!! And that water bottle!!! Why does he keep using that photo of the water bottle!!! That's my dark history!!! Dark history!!!"

Then, she performed an action she hadn't even realized she was doing.

She threw her phone away.

The phone traced a graceful parabola in the air, crossing the foot of the bed, passing over Tami, flying across half the room, and finally landed on the wooden floor with a "clatter." The screen faced up, still lit, still displaying that photo of her photoshopped as the Queen of the Universe.

Tami was startled, bouncing off her chest, tumbling twice in the air, and then landing on the ground like a water balloon, stabilizing after a "pop" and a couple of bounces. Its round body wobbled left and right, its cartoon eyes blinked, and then it looked at the phone on the floor.

On the phone screen, the photo of Jang Wonyoung with the water bottle on her head and the galaxy in her hands remained lit.

The comment section surpassed ten thousand comments within three seconds.

【 EXO fans: We came here to bash someone, so how did this turn into a confirmation ceremony for the Universe's Number One Girl? 】

【 ITZY fans: Wait a second, aren't we supposed to be opposing this account? How did this turn into a discussion about whether Jang Wonyoung is the Universe's Number One Girl? 】

【 IU fans: You guys are off-topic! The point is to bash that account! Not discuss Jang Wonyoung! 】

【 Red Velvet fans: But it seems like he isn't wrong... If the entire Korean entertainment industry is uniting to oppose one person, then that person is indeed... quite formidable, right? 】

【 (G)I-DLE fans: Get a grip, everyone!!! We are here to oppose that account!!! Not to deify Jang Wonyoung!!! 】

【 Byun Baekhyun fans: I don't care about the Universe's Number One Girl, I just want him to push Byun Baekhyun back from the Joint Security Area! 】

【 Hahahaha, what the hell is the Universe's Number One Girl!!! 】

【 Korean Number One, Asian Number One, World Number One, Solar System Number One, Universe's Number One Girl!!! I'm dying of laughter!!! 】

【 That galaxy photoshop is too fake, Wonyoung's hands are all distorted, hahaha 】

【 Is this "guardian of princess wonyoung" some kind of obsessive solo stan of Wonyoung? Has he gone crazy?? 】

【 No, haven't you noticed? He bashed everyone, but he never bashed Wonyoung!!! 】

【 Right! Every post comes with a beautiful picture of Wonyoung!!! 】

【 What kind of peerless, infatuated fan is this!!! 】

【 But why do I feel like this is kind of shippable... 】

【 You're not right in the head, the person above! 】

【 This lunatic is too good at stirring things up, hahaha 】

【 Jang Wonyoung: ??? When did I rule the universe? 】

【 That photoshop skill is actually pretty good, the nebula effect is really nice 】

【 From today on, Princess Wonyoung is officially promoted to Queen Wonyoung—no, Emperor Wonyoung of the Universe 】

【 Will Jang Wonyoung die of anger when she sees this picture, hahaha 】

【 The "π_π" she posted earlier was probably a protest, hahaha 】

【 But I think it's quite cute, Universe's Number One Girl Jang Wonyoung 】

【 From today on, let's call Wonyoung's fans "Universe People" 】

【 Supported!!! We are Universe People!!! 】

【 The Jang Wonyoung Universe Fan Club is officially established!!! 】

It got even more outrageous.

【 Sisters, I suddenly understand the true meaning of this "Anti-Wonyoung Alliance"! 】

【 Let's hear it! 】

【 Anti-guardian of princess wonyoung Alliance = Anti "guardian of princess wonyoung" = Opposing that fake Wonyoung fan 】

【 guardian of princess wonyoung = Protecting the real Wonyoung 】

【 So the purpose of the Anti-Wonyoung Alliance is to protect Wonyoung! 】

【 And the person protecting Wonyoung—is "guardian of princess wonyoung" themselves! 】

【 So the Anti-Wonyoung Alliance and guardian of princess wonyoung are actually on the same side!!! 】

【 It's just that one uses the word "Anti" and the other uses the word "Guard"!!! 】

【 Their goal is the same—to protect Jang Wonyoung!!! 】

The comment section went quiet for three seconds.

Then it erupted into even crazier discussions.

【 Holy crap!!! That makes sense!!! 】

【 So the Anti-Wonyoung Alliance = guardian of princess wonyoung??? 】

【 Then why are they still opposing? 】

【 Because the name was chosen wrong!!! 】

【 I'm dying of laughter, after all this opposing, they were opposing their own people!!! 】

【 So what exactly is Wonyoung's role?? 】

【 Wonyoung is the target!!! The target that everyone is protecting!!! 】

【 Then Wonyoung is the Princess!!! She is everyone's Princess!!! 】

Some people were fanning the flames.

【 Wait, look at the repost count on the latest post by "guardian of princess wonyoung"! 】

【 How many?? 】

【 It's already broken a million!!! 】

【 A million??? How long has it even been since it was posted!!! 】

【 The "Universe's Number One Girl" meme has gone viral!!! 】

Jang Wonyoung's fingers trembled as she tapped on the trending search list.

#Universe's Number One Girl Jang Wonyoung 520 million reads Trending #1

#Anti-Wonyoung Alliance 480 million reads Trending #2

#guardian of princess wonyoung 450 million reads Trending #3

#Jang Wonyoung π_π 410 million reads Trending #4

#400,000 Won Water Bottle 380 million reads Trending #5

Her expression froze completely.

"Universe's Number One Girl"... Trending #1?

That "dark history water bottle look" of hers... Trending #5?

She clicked into the entry for "Universe's Number One Girl" and saw countless netizens reposting that haphazardly photoshopped photo.

【 From now on, Jang Wonyoung is the Universe's Number One Girl of our Republic of Korea! 】

【 No, of all of Asia! 】

【 No, of the whole world! 】

【 No, of the entire solar system! 】

【 No, of the entire universe!!! 】

【 Princess Wonyoung rules the universe!!! 】

Others were making derivative works.

Someone photoshopped her face into the center of the galaxy.

Someone photoshopped the water bottle on her head into a galaxy.

Someone turned the picture of her holding the galaxy into a meme, with the caption "My Empire."

Jang Wonyoung threw the phone away again.

Tami sighed—if a Lemm could sigh—slid off her, wiggled onto the floor again, picked up the phone, balanced it on its head, and crawled back slowly.

"Gu."

—You threw it again.

Jang Wonyoung took the phone and glared at it: "Why didn't you catch it?"

Tami tilted its head.

"Gu."

—You threw it too fast.

Jang Wonyoung was amused by its innocent expression, scooped it into her arms, and rubbed its head vigorously.

"You're just like your owner, both bastards."

Tami deformed slightly in her arms and let out a soft "Gu," as if to say: I'm not, I didn't, I'm just a Lemm.

Jang Wonyoung looked down at it, at the miniature mineral water bottle on its head, and suddenly thought of that person.

The person who gave her Tami.

The person who "persecuted" her with various embarrassing projects on variety shows.

The person who was now using the "guardian of princess wonyoung" persona, bashing the entire Korean entertainment industry, and hailing her as the Queen of the Universe.

Her expression became complicated.

Jiang Zhiyu.

What exactly do you want to do?

She picked up her phone again and opened Instagram.

Jang Wonyoung looked at those pictures, her expression shifting from twisted to numb, and from numb to—

She suddenly smiled.

The smile was light, faint, carrying a trace of helplessness and resignation she hadn't even realized herself.

"Damn it..."

She said softly, placed the phone on the bed, and then fell backward, crashing heavily into the quilt.

Tami wiggled over, laid down next to her face, and watched her with its round, beady eyes.

Jang Wonyoung turned her face to look at this little guy.

Moonlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a silvery halo over Tami's water-blue body. The miniature water bottle on its head glimmered under the moonlight.

"Tami," she said softly, "do you think that bastard is sick?"

Tami blinked.

"He bashed everyone, but he didn't bash me. Every time he posts, he includes a picture of me. He photoshopped a galaxy for me and said I'm the Universe's Number One Girl."

She paused, "Tell me, what exactly does he want?"

Tami, of course, wouldn't answer.

It just wiggled and gently rubbed against her cheek.

The touch was soft, cool, and had a jelly-like springiness.

Jang Wonyoung looked at it, suddenly remembering the expression Jiang Zhiyu had when he gave her this Lemm—that expression with a hint of playfulness, a hint of doting, and a hint of that "I know you don't know what I'm thinking" annoying look.

She gritted her teeth.

"Jiang Zhiyu..."

She said the name, her tone as complicated as a pot of stew.

There was anger, helplessness, confusion, and a hint of something she didn't want to admit—curiosity.

What exactly does he want?

She rolled over, grabbed her phone, and looked at that post again.

"Korean Number One, Asian Number One, World Number One, Solar System Number One, Universe's Number One Girl."

She read it out, then couldn't help but smile.

The smile was light, faint, but it made her eyes curve into crescents.

"Lunatic."

—And the culprit behind all of this was sitting in the leather chair of the TG Entertainment president's office, holding a cup of herbal tea, watching the escalation of the flame war on the screen with a smile.

The set of images he carefully selected—Jang Wonyoung with a water bottle on her head holding a map of Korea, holding a map of Asia, playing with the Earth, with the solar system on her head, and holding the galaxy in her hands—had already been frantically reposted by netizens and had become the new generation of "universal templates."

Someone changed the map to a kimchi pot, with the caption "Kimchi Number One Girl"; someone changed the Earth to fried chicken, with the caption "Fried Chicken Number One Girl"; and someone else changed the solar system to their own pay stub, with the caption "Paycheck-to-paycheck Number One."

That classic pose of holding the galaxy was photoshopped into various versions—holding a bowl of ramen, holding a cat, holding a stack of homework, holding a crying Byun Baekhyun.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at that picture of "Byun Baekhyun being held in the palm of her hand" and laughed out loud.

He put down his teacup and looked again at the aggrieved selfie Jang Wonyoung had posted.

π_π.

The picture showed messy hair, puffed-up cheeks, and watery eyes.

Like a little rabbit that had been bullied.

He smiled and shook his head lightly.

This little girl is probably stomping with rage at home right now.

His gaze lingered on that selfie for a few seconds, then he switched back to the homepage of "guardian of princess wonyoung" and read the passage he wrote again.

"It's the first time the entire Korean entertainment industry has opposed our Princess Wonyoung, right! That means our Princess Wonyoung is also recognized by you all as the Number One Girl of the Five, no, the Korean Number One Girl, Asian Number One Girl, World Number One Girl, Solar System Number One Girl, Universe's Number One Girl!!!"

After reading it, he found it a bit funny himself.

Universe's Number One Girl.

That's really bragging too much.

But he didn't care.

Bragging doesn't cost taxes anyway.

And—

He glanced at the netizens in the comment section who were still arguing about the naming logic of the "Anti-Wonyoung Alliance," and the curve of his lips deepened.

His goal was never to make Jang Wonyoung the "Universe's Number One Girl."

His goal was—to make everyone revolve around Jang Wonyoung, then use the traffic to feed back into the short drama Phantom Thief Zhimin by Karina, to make more people notice the short drama, to guide these curious, spectator gazes toward the changes in Im Yoona, and then...

Let everyone discuss Jang Wonyoung.

Let everyone remember Jang Wonyoung.

Whether it's praise or criticism, fan or anti, guardian or opponent—as long as Jang Wonyoung is mentioned, that's enough.

"Anti-Wonyoung Alliance" or "guardian of princess wonyoung," they were all pieces on his chessboard.

The louder they argued, the louder Jang Wonyoung's name would become; the bigger the commotion they made, the more secure Jang Wonyoung's position would be.

This is the way of public opinion.

This is the way Jiang Zhiyu plays.

At the same time, the computer screen behind him displayed real-time data—

Jang Wonyoung search volume: up 580%

IVE debut teaser topic volume: up 320%

"guardian of princess wonyoung" follower count: surpassed 500,000

Perfect.

He picked up the cup of herbal tea and took a light sip.

Outside the window, the moonlight quietly spilled over the night sky of Seoul.

What a wonderful day.