The program team lost contact, and the character of Desert Island Live was reversed

"By the way, Su Zhe, please announce on Weibo that you are back, and all the major brokerage companies will contact you immediately."

Li Daoqiang reminded him.

Su Zhe nodded and logged onto Weibo, only to find that the number of followers on his personal account had soared by several million.

Before, as an 18th-tier black artist, he had only tens of thousands of real followers, only a small part of whom were fans, and most of them were sunspots.

When the company buys powder and water injection, it only dares to add water up to 200,000. It is at the bottom of the flow and is better than the small transparent one without water splash.

Now it has skyrocketed, with 3 million fans. Although most of them are casual followers, there are also 100,000 or 200,000 active real fans.

"It's still far from the top." Su Zhe looked at the top players and saw that their fans were in the tens of millions, and he was filled with fighting spirit.

Since he plans to enter the industry, he must be the best!

Seeing that he paid attention to the number of fans, You Mengli couldn't help but explain:

"Top followers say they have tens of millions of fans, but in fact most of them are purchased by companies. Fans open more accounts to collect data, etc. The real number of fans is not that exaggerated."

She did not hesitate to expose the real data:

"Thanks to the show, I have more than 10 million followers, but I have less than 100,000 active followers, which is already great. But you can get close to 200,000, which can be called a top-notch fan."

"Two hundred thousand is enough to top the list?" Su Zhe was a little confused, "Is this line of data so fraudulent? Even online articles have ordered books worth two hundred thousand, and they don't brag about tens of millions of fans."

"There is a saying that 50,000 fans walk sideways, 100,000 fans become top fans, and 200,000 fans beat all sentient beings within seconds."

(Su Zhe: This doesn’t rhyme either)

You Mengli explained in a low voice:

"On the Internet, one fan leaves messages as frequently as a hundred passers-by. Two hundred thousand active fans is equivalent to the momentum of 20 million passers-by, which is more than the total population of many countries. Of course it is considered top-notch."

Su Zhe understood. Who among ordinary passers-by has free time to leave messages online all day long? Only when they encounter major news do they come out to comment.

Therefore, fans are usually arrogant and occupy the right to speak on the platform; but when the idol collapses, passersby leave a large number of messages, which instantly destroys the illusion created by the fans.

"Then I will become a top-notch person?" Su Zhe was a little confused. Isn't this too sudden? Is one show top-notch?

In fact, this is normal, traffic explodes overnight, and those who steadily increase step by step are called strong ones!

For example, Ji Zimo made his debut in the talent show and immediately became a top player; Lin Bo became famous after a drama and dominated the top list for a long time.

You Mengli reminded him:

"But you should also be careful. If there is no follow-up operation and the popularity passes, fans will quickly degenerate into casual fans. Although it increases your popularity, it will not be of much help to your work data."

"In the industry, you are called limited top streamer, or summer top streamer. It only has top stream influence for a short period of time, and will slowly dissipate after the show passes."

"I understand." Su Zhe nodded, thought for a moment, and sent a brief message on Weibo:

【Hello, new world. 】

After posting, the number of comments and retweets soared like a rocket, leaving Su Zhe speechless.

Some people even study him as Lu Xun. Just five words have been interpreted into various meanings:

The New World represents Su Zhe’s renewed hope for the world after getting rid of his stigma, and Hello represents his open-minded and cheerful attitude towards life...

Su Zhe laughed when he saw the interpretation:

If you really can make it up, it’s actually the [New World] in a literal sense, because he is a time traveler!

But there was no way, fans just followed this trick, "Hello, New World" quickly topped the hot search list, and a group of fans below shouted "Hello, Su Zhe".

Although the popularity on the Internet is great, the feelings are not that profound.

It wasn't until the ship arrived at the shore and Su Zhe got off the ship that he truly felt what he had gained on the desert island——

"Ah! Su Zhe! Look here!"

"Welcome back! Brother Su Zhe!"

"I'm sorry Su Zhe, I will never hack you again!"

Cheers and shouts suddenly exploded, echoing on the pier and rushing towards Su Zhe.

Port security struggled to maintain order for fear of causing an accident and someone falling into the sea.

Kuang Shixian and others looked at all this in shock, and tried to escape in dejection, but were spotted by sharp-eyed fans who threw all kinds of debris at them:

"Villain!"

"nausea!"

"Shameless guy! Why don't you die!"

They were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they ran away in panic.

If Su Zhe hadn't been more attractive and fans were reluctant to leave, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to leave the pier completely.

After the clowns left, Su Zhe saw the enthusiastic faces in front of him and shouted quickly:

"Thank you everyone! Dear friends, please pay attention to safety."

After being comforted, the fans gradually became quiet but were unwilling to leave.

Su Zhe had no choice but to shout:

"Dear fans and friends, you don't want your idol to have the black mark of being a big name on the dock just after he comes back, right?"

Fans burst into laughter, and someone joked:

"This star from a desert island, please calm down."

But they didn't want Su Zhe to be hacked, so they reluctantly left. Some fans came and tried to give gifts to their idol.

Su Zhe quickly found the cassava roots picked on the desert island from the suitcase, as well as small things such as board games from the supply box, and stuffed them into the fans' arms:

"Take it, return the gift!"

The fans were beaming and finally left.

You Mengli and Li Daoqiang reluctantly said goodbye to him and were picked up by their agency.

Only Su Zhe stood alone on the dock and suddenly realized a problem:

"Wait, no one is coming to pick me up!"

Beep!

At this time, the car horn sounded, and Huaxing Entertainment's nanny car stopped beside him.

The car door opened and Zhang Junzhong stepped out of the car, looking much older and looking at Su Zhe coldly.

Su Zhe was worried that he would suddenly pull out a machine gun and shoot at him. He glanced at the revival talisman before calming down and saying:

"Mr. Zhang, I've terminated the contract, so I won't take the company car anymore. I'll just take a taxi."

Zhang Junzhong sighed:

"Don't be afraid, I just want to see you. I have struggled all my life. When I was young, I became a star to make money for capital. When I got older, I joined capital and opened a company. I wanted to become a top player in the entertainment industry..."

He showed a bitter smile: "I didn't expect that I would fall into your hands and have to retreat to the mountains and fields."

Su Zhe didn't know what to say. It was the first time he knew that his former boss still had such ambitions.

"Hey, I can't blame you." Zhang Junzhong waved his hand, turned around and got into the car, "Be careful with capital, they are all demons that eat people without spitting out their bones."

After getting in the car, he shed his open-minded disguise and revealed his extreme pain and annoyance:

"Why don't I think highly of Su Zhe? Instead of praising him, I suppress him! Stupid! So stupid!"

At this time, a sudden voice came from behind him:

"It turns out you regret it too. You were acting like a boss just now."

Zhang Junzhong turned his head in shock and found that Su Zhe had followed him into the car:

"W-What are you doing here?"

"Hitchhiking, you are going back to Beijing, so you can give me a lift." Su Zhe stretched out, and calmly adjusted his seat and put on his eye mask under Zhang Junzhong's shocked eyes, "I'm tired, I'll go first Get some sleep and call me when you get there."

"..."

Zhang Junzhong: If this boy doesn’t die, he will definitely become a great weapon!

Without him, he is too thick-skinned.