115: Dig your own hole and jump into it

He took a moment to compose himself. “There shouldn’t be a next time. With the music and this film backing you, your persona can shift to apowerful (powerhouse), and we won’t need to rely on the ‘black and red’ strategy.”

“No! I like it this way.”

Tang Chen looked incredulous. “No, buddy, you…”

A mischievous emoji came to his mind.

What kind of fetish is this? Does he like being scolded?

Seeing Tang Chen a bit confused, Chen Fang earnestly spouted nonsense, “What I mean is, being in a high position, it’s easy to forget your own worth. I like being kept on my toes! So next time, let’s let the netizens speak their minds for a day before we respond.”

Tang Chen suddenly understood.

Being in a high position, one must consider the dangers; when full, one must guard against overflowing.

“Your mentality is so good! You even think about potential dangers in times of peace.”

Chen Fang nodded humbly.

Tang Chen praised, “It truly embodies the saying, ‘A humble gentleman cultivates himself with modesty’! Very good, then we’ll do as you say. Do you need me to summarize the netizens’ feedback and send it to you?”

“No need, I’ll read it myself.”

Chen Fang showed a humble smile.

Read what?

Those who follow me prosper, those who defy me perish; those who advise the lonely king online shall be severely punished!

For the peace and well-being of the world, he chose to turn a blind eye.

The open eye saw praise, the closed eye rejected criticism.

Both eyes performed their respective duties.

Soon, the lights in the screening room came on, and the four people got up to leave.

Jiang Haotian and Song Yu remained at the company.

Chen Fang and Tang Chen walked towards the parking lot together.

Chen Fang was going home, while Tang Chen was going to find Yu Mengmeng.

Tang Chen walked and said, “Today is the 15th. On the 20th, there’s a mobile phone brand endorsement to shoot. On the 21st, there’s a high-end stationery brand endorsement. On the 24th, we’re going to legend of fong sai-yuk for costume fitting and style testing. On the afternoon of the 25th, there’s a charity event. The rest of the time is for your creation, rest, and study. At the end of the month or early next month, legend of fong sai-yuk will start script readings and training. I will arrange the specific times.”

“Okay.”

“Is this schedule too tight? If you feel tired, we can take on fewer jobs.”

“This is fine, I’m not tired.” Chen Fang shook his head, “Tang Ge, I want to go on a variety show. The second season of the adventures is quite good.”

The second season of the adventures had a theme park theme, which was very convenient for causing trouble and accumulating negative emotional value.

“Okay, I’ll contact them. If it doesn’t conflict with the legend of fong sai-yuk schedule, then go ahead.”

The two walked to the nanny van, and Tang Chen pointed to the car door, “Let’s go.”

Chen Fang stepped onto the car, then stepped back down.

“What’s wrong?”

“I want to act in a horror film.”

Tang Chen: “…”

“Preferably the kind that scares the audience so much they can’t sleep.”

Tang Chen instantly began to doubt his life. What was Chen Fang up to now?

Wait a minute, this guy isn’t a good person at all, is he?

But Tang Chen couldn’t tell if Chen Fang had a special hobby, or wanted to prank the audience, or if he had psychological issues from the past two months’ experiences and couldn’t get over something.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Chen Fang’s shoulder and said earnestly, “You film legend of fong sai-yuk first. With this experience, it’ll be easier for you to get quality horror films, right?”

“Yes, thank you for your hard work, Tang Ge.”

“It’s nothing.” Tang Chen stood in place, watching the nanny van drive away with a complex gaze, then raised his hand to touch his head. Why did he feel like he had been tricked?

Half an hour later, almost three o’clock, Chen Fang arrived home, declined Xiaobai’s invitation to play, and under Xiaobai’s cold, desolate, miserable, and mournful gaze, he flopped onto the sofa and immediately took a nap.

…

“Haa—”

In a villa in a high-end residential area of the Capital, Qi Jun covered his mouth, let out a long yawn, and sat up from the bed. His vision was still a bit blurry, but he instinctively picked up his phone.

After sitting for a moment, he excitedly threw off the covers and got out of bed, stretching his joints.

Tonight at six, “Mountain River Tribulation 2” was going to announce some of its cast members, and that included him!

Participating in such a big IP, once this news got out, his commercial value would rise to another level.

Tonight, he was going to do a 20-minute live stream to interact with his fans.

Just being famous wasn’t very interesting; he wanted to hear others praise him, especially when comparing him to others, that’s when he felt truly comfortable.

Qi Jun opened social media, posted a message on his account about his live stream tonight, then threw his phone into his pocket, walked into the bathroom, washed his face, and peeled open a face mask to put on his face.

Then he walked into the living room, sprawled lazily on the sofa, left leg bent at the knee, right leg casually resting on his left knee, his ankle gently swaying, as leisurely as if he were tapping a beat.

It was almost evening, and he was already impatient to see fans and passersby praise him, saying he was far stronger than others who debuted at the same time.

He leisurely picked up his phone and scrolled twice, then his ankle stopped moving, and he slowly sat up, mouth slightly agape, eyes wide and staring incredulously at the screen.

What the hell?!

Chen Fang entering the big screen?!

How could that be?

Tianji Entertainment’s resources were so good that he turned misfortune into a blessing?

Qi Jun felt a slight numbness in his hands, and his breathing quickened as he quickly searched for details.

The moment he pressed search, Chen Fang’s audition video popped up on the screen.

In just twenty seconds, his movements were sharp, fierce, explosive, and full of power.

As he watched, a sense of powerlessness spread from his heart throughout his body.

After the 20 seconds ended, Qi Jun slowly put down his phone, his gaze hollow as he stared at the sofa.

Even if Chen Fang was kicked out of the loyal dog persona track, he could still thrive.

Perhaps, from the beginning, he was not Chen Fang’s opponent.

But why did someone like him have to crowd his lane?

No, now, how Chen Fang was doing didn’t matter.

What mattered was…

Qi Jun’s pupils contracted, and he quickly picked up his phone and opened his homepage.

The post he had just made about his live stream tonight already had over three thousand comments and ten thousand shares?!

Qi Jun’s face turned pale.

Damn, did these fans have to be so enthusiastic at this moment?

Deleting it was impossible.

Pretend to be sick and not go on? What he had just posted was—I will be diligently preparing all afternoon at home, everyone, see you at 8 PM!

As an idol with a loyal dog persona, he had to go on even if he was sick. Moreover, he had said he was at home; if he didn’t go on, marketing accounts would definitely link him and Chen Fang, writing whatever was most attention-grabbing.

If he went on, media outlets would definitely ask him, as an artist who debuted in the Idol New Power variety show, how he viewed Chen Fang’s rise to fame.

And he would have to hypocritically praise Chen Fang?!

Damn it!

Qi Jun ripped off the face mask, threw it on the floor, sat with his knees bent, supporting his forehead with his hand, and gritted his teeth.

So annoying!