novelraw Chapter 311 - 197: Can We Ask for His Help Again?! Sending Up the King Bomb
Chapter 311 - 197: Can We Ask for His Help Again?! Sending Up the King Bomb
"Let’s hold a meeting about this now," Vice President Fu said immediately.
"Of course. I’ll arrange it." Director Wu was clearly experienced in handling impromptu meetings and immediately started making the arrangements.
...
「The Hotel.」
Chen Jincheng’s lesson with Little Maru last night had gone quite smoothly. He’d even discovered her vocal range was excellent—she could hit both low and high notes with ease.
’Just what you’d expect from a professional singer.’
He also took a look at Little Maru’s employee data:
Name: Chu Xiaowan
Loyalty: 105
Status: He’s so handsome, strong, and musically talented. Most importantly, I got a great song for free. Why does it feel like I’m the one who came out on top, while he seems like a total sucker!
Chen Jincheng was a little surprised to see Little Maru’s Loyalty at 105.
It was higher than Yinyin’s or Jiang Xiaobai’s.
He’d assumed she had accepted the arrangement to learn the song so easily because she was treating it purely as a transaction.
’How could that mentality result in a Loyalty of 105?’
After reading her current status, he thought he might be starting to understand.
’So, in her eyes, *he* was the one being taken advantage of? And she wanted to keep taking advantage of him?’
’Is that why her Loyalty was so high?’
’But what the hell is this about me being a "total sucker"?’
It was the first time a girl had ever thought of him that way. He looked down at Little Maru in his arms, his expression turning strange.
"What is it?" Little Maru sensed his stare and looked up at him, puzzled.
"Why are you so forward?" Chen Jincheng teased her. "I’m starting to get the feeling you think I’m a sucker."
"I’m not!" Hearing her private thoughts exposed, Little Maru flushed and buried her face in his chest.
...
"And you say you’re not forward?" A playful glint appeared in Chen Jincheng’s eyes.
’Well, if a girl wants to think of me as a sucker, so be it,’ he thought. ’It’s mutually beneficial and completely consensual, after all.’
He lit a cigarette and picked up his phone to check the news, but he stopped in shock when he saw the notifications on his Tiao Yin app. A flood of alerts—follows, comments, likes—poured in, far more than he expected.
’Something’s not right.’
He hadn’t used his account for any promotions yesterday, nor had he posted any videos. Even with the little stunt he’d pulled during yesterday’s noon livestream, there was no way he’d see this much growth.
He opened his profile page.
Followers: 15.23 million.
That was a huge jump. His surprise deepened as he looked at his follower demographics. Something was definitely off.
A ton of new followers were girls.
In fact, looking at the new accounts, the majority of them were girls.
He quickly checked his follower gender distribution.
The proportion of female fans had reached 17%.
"Holy shit, this many in one night?" Chen Jincheng was completely baffled.
By that calculation, he had gained at least 2.8 million new female fans.
’Is this a joke?’
What had he, Chen Jincheng, possibly done to deserve so many new female fans overnight?
After all, even the Ancestral Master from that other world didn’t get this many female fans after he went mainstream with the "Jiangnan’s Most Affectionate" moniker.
Before this, didn’t most women who saw him silently brand him a scumbag?
He even remembered female streamers refusing to co-stream with him, afraid of being tainted by association. One had even bluntly told him, "My mom told me not to play with scumbags."
Chen Jincheng’s curiosity grew. He quickly searched for clues and soon found the reason.
"Coastal City’s Number One Male God"!
Chen Jincheng was dumbfounded when he saw Yijin had changed the name of the clip account to that.
He found the video titled "The New Standard for Scumbags."
Now he understood why he’d suddenly gained so many female fans.
After watching the video and seeing the listed criteria, he realized just how outstanding he was. Apparently, those qualities were incredibly attractive to women.
’So this is how I accidentally went mainstream?’
He never expected that his plan for Yijin to guide the clip-making team to build his "most affectionate" persona would fail, only to be replaced by this accidental "Coastal City’s Number One Male God" image.
The online buzz seemed to be growing, and it looked like he was on track to hit the top of the trending charts.
’Looks like I’ll have to get Yijin to transfer the "Coastal City’s Number One Male God" nickname over to my company’s lifestyle account,’ he mused.
After all, it was going to be one of his signature tags from now on, so it definitely had to be on his own account.
It was just like how the Ancestral Master in the other world had taken back the "Jiangnan’s Most Affectionate" account for himself.
But, as he’d thought before, with results like this, giving Yijin a Panamera was no problem at all. Compared to going mainstream like this, a car worth over a million yuan was nothing.
It would even make for a great story.
There was no rush, though. He’d just set up a dinner with Yijin when he had time and discuss it then.
He then looked again at the gender distribution of his followers. These were the kind of female fans the Ancestral Master from the other world had always craved.
In this respect, he had absolutely surpassed the Ancestral Master.
Then again, it wasn’t that surprising. The Ancestral Master from the other world wasn’t 180cm tall, didn’t have a perfectly sculpted physique, couldn’t sing, couldn’t write songs, and couldn’t dance. The difference between them wasn’t small.
He also noticed that the video on the Coastal City Publicity Association’s account had gotten a lot of traffic.
That was good news. It meant their initial collaboration was a success.
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As Chen Jincheng was leaving, he glanced at his own physical stats. He could feel his body getting stronger and stronger. At this point, his physical fitness had completely surpassed that of an ordinary special forces soldier—in every single aspect.
Little Maru was already holding his arm affectionately. She was so clingy, you’d never guess they had only known each other for a day and a night. To be precise, it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since they’d first met.