Ms. Liu Yajie finally ended this commotion by posting a message on Weibo:
"Hello everyone, thank you very much for your attention. I deeply apologize for wasting public resources and causing trouble for my junior. Yajie expresses sincere regrets."
"I hope everyone will pay more attention to Yajie's works, and of course my junior's songs too. I'm actually a fan of my junior, his songs are so good."
So he gained a celebrity fan. Jiang Hua wanted to revoke her fan status.
Was she perhaps an anti-fan? Jiang Hua didn't need such big attention.
Look at this operation, Jiang Hua's Douyin followers exceeded 6 million.
He had quite a few on Weibo too.
Most importantly, Jiang Hua hadn't completed his task.
Look at that work account, it had less than 100,000 followers. This was dereliction of duty.
He had promised the director to promote Yue Opera. After this storm calms down, he'll promote it properly.
It was a blessing in disguise. Just as album sales were declining, this gave him another boost.
If this happened two more times, he'd become a first-tier singer.
Someone once said that to become a superstar, you need at least 30 good songs and 3 amazing albums.
Well, he should be able to achieve that by next year.
The night passed uneventfully.
The next day dawned bright and sunny.
Jiang Hua wore sportswear, frog-eye sunglasses, and large noise-canceling headphones.
Recently, he seemed to like this youthful style, a bit chuunibyou. It should be his previous self's preference influencing his current tastes.
Adding the mask he specially made, he was all set.
He ran a few kilometers around West Lake, then went back for a shower before heading to work.
Recently, the art troupe was stunned by the sudden influx of traffic. They never dreamed that someone they casually recruited could bring such a huge topic.
They also first experienced the feasibility of entertainment circle traffic operations.
Look at yesterday's traffic, the platform almost crashed.
The traffic brought by a first-tier star with over 20 million fans was terrifying.
If their opera circle had a star with tens of millions of fans, the topic popularity would be unimaginable.
Didn't you see, even the JunXiao CP had fans now?
Arriving at the Butterfly Theater, Jiang Hua saw fans at the main entrance. JunXiao's fans were really resourceful. Today they weren't at the theater.
They were performing at the Butterfly Theater, and these fans got the news early.
Jiang Hua adjusted his headphones, put on his frog-eye glasses, but didn't wear the mask as it would be too conspicuous.
He mixed into the crowd, quietly walking towards the main entrance.
The back door seemed to be blocked by fans recently, even more crowded than the main entrance.
"He's coming, he's coming!"
These fans were becoming more organized, thoughtfully leaving a path for employees.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't push forward. I'm talking to you, the one wearing sunglasses."
"Wearing such big headphones, whose fan are you?"
Jiang Hua was even called out by name. This was embarrassing, not being allowed into his own workplace.
It was all because of this outfit, too trendy.
He wanted to take out his work ID, but the whole scene became chaotic.
Chen Lijun came from outside. Everyone rushed to give her their letters and flowers.
See, these were real fans. What were his fans? They just blocked the road.
"Thank you, thank you everyone."
Chen Lijun waved as she walked by, looking more and more like a star.
After a while, Li Yunxiao also ran over waving. This little girl was initially very nervous.
Now she seemed to really enjoy the applause.
Jiang Hua finally broke free from the crowd and walked onto the path.
Li Yunxiao was startled at first, thinking she'd encountered another pervert, but then she realized.
Wasn't this the scumbag Jiang Hua? He was dressed quite distinctively today.
"Hmph!"
She glanced at Jiang Hua and left directly.
Li Yunxiao's fans weren't having it. Who was so bold to offend their idol?
"Who are you? Are you a pervert?"
The perverted attack last time had made the news.
Jiang Hua took off his frog-eye glasses and said to the person who seemed to be the fan club leader: "Sister, I'm here for work. You chase your stars, let's not bother each other, okay?"
He originally didn't want to reveal himself, yesterday's storm hadn't settled yet.
Now look at this, everyone staring at each other. How awkward.
Jiang Hua put on his work ID and walked slowly under everyone's gaze.
"Hey, Jiang Hua, wait for me."
Qingqing was still cute. Wang Qingqing bounced over.
"Jiang Hua, did you get Yajie's signed photo?"
Jiang Hua trusted the wrong person. She wasn't cute at all. The future superstar was standing in front of her, and she didn't know to cherish it. She'd regret it.
"You're late, hurry up."
With that, he strode into the theater. The people at the scene finally reacted.
They quickly took out their phones to capture Jiang Hua's new skin. This looked a bit more like someone doing pop music.
But he seemed out of place in this Butterfly Theater.
He was clearly doing pop music, yet he mixed into the opera circle.
Through last night's song, everyone basically confirmed Jiang Hua's creative ability, but they still didn't quite understand his profession.
Brother, you're an erhu player, how come you're better than many professionals? Based on what?
He ran into the theater, just in time to meet Teacher Mao.
"Good morning, Teacher Mao."
Teacher Mao looked him up and down, then said: "Jiang Hua, what's this outfit? Are you performing in a monkey show?"
Jiang Hua took off his headphones and handed them to Teacher Mao.
"Listen to this. I spent a lot of money on these, big brand. It's very enjoyable to listen to opera with them."
Teacher Mao tried them on. Indeed, it was very clear. This young man had good taste, actually listening to her performance of Lu You and Tang Wan.
"Not bad, very clear. When can you get me a pair?"
Jiang Hua patted his chest and said, "Definitely, definitely. Leave it to me."
He asked quietly: "Teacher Mao, what do you think about me dyeing my hair?"
"Get out of here. I tolerated your change of skin, but if you dare dye your hair, I won't let you into the theater."
He found his aesthetic tastes becoming increasingly strange lately, afraid he might really go dye his hair one day.
He used to like suits and ties, but recently he liked h-pop style outfits. It seemed this Jiang Hua particularly liked h-pop.
"By the way, Jiang Hua, is your ex-girlfriend coming to listen to our opera?"
"Last time, someone checked in at a trash can, attracting thousands of people to check in. Why don't you invite her over?"
Jiang Hua said helplessly: "Teacher, why don't we add shows around the clock? Now we have shows scheduled for morning, afternoon, and evening. If you think it's okay, I'll call her over."
Teacher Mao only knew about attracting traffic. Didn't she see what it was like outside? Even next month's tickets were sold out.
"By the way, she's not my ex-girlfriend. We're just ordinary friends."
"Yes, yes, ordinary friends. Alright then. Wait until next year when the flow of people is less, then invite her over."
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