The Vase Man People Say Will Collapse

CHAPTER 8—Top Trending Searches

Watching his two assistants go out, Xie Yu fell onto the soft bed and completely let himself relax, trying to eliminate the last traces of unreality in his heart.

He, who had been tense all this time, fell asleep and into a dream.

The memories left in the body of the original flashed by one after another, and the vivid images mixed with turbulent emotions gradually overwhelmed him.

Unlike Xie Yu’s side, which was quiet, Zhou Cheng, the manager next door, was already busy arranging work.

Anna and Fei Chen were sitting across from him, both holding light brains and typing quickly.

The three of them sat together and held a small meeting efficiently.

“For the most searched, first is Xie Yu’s dress wear, and the second is Xie Yu’s appearance at the film festival, with 160 million and 90 million discussions respectively. This year, more than 300 media have set up special reports on the film festival, of which 260 have participated in topics on the star network, and another 170 published special reports. The source of the information is from the Red Fox actress Hui Ni, and the screenshots have been sent to the group chat.” Fei Chen lowered his head to search for more information.

Zhou Cheng was still responding to the company’s senior management’s inquiries.

Hearing the report, he quickly switched to the chat interface, and randomly looked through the detailed pictures of the actress’ Weibo dynamics.

[Hui Ni: I heard from my friends in the circle that they saw a famous actor surnamed Xie and his manager in Jiafan’s studio today. But the strange thing is that they left very quickly, and they left empty-handed. (Question emoticon)]

“Who? Hui what? The hell…” Zhou Cheng smacked his lips, read the words carefully, and finally recognized who this actress floating on the 18th line was. (TL: ‘on the 18th line’ here just means that the actor/actress has very low recognition and status in the entertainment industry)

“The actress has gained 60 million followers since she finished posting, and the number of comments on this Weibo post just exceeded 40 million.” Fei Chen added, while communicating with the public relations team, and quickly cleared Xie Yu’s Weibo of excessive comments.

“This hand is very hot.” Zhou Cheng nodded resignedly, obviously talking ironically, “Okay, I don’t care if that girl wants to jump around. How is the situation on Ayu’s Weibo now?” (TL: ‘this hand is very hot’ is talking about rubbing heat or trying to leech off someone’s popularity or fame)

“The situation is not very good, Brother Cheng, you should see for yourself.” Anna, who was also paying attention to public opinion, took the time to look up, and her face was full of helplessness.

Zhou Cheng frowned, and logged onto Weibo with his light brain.

After loading the homepage, he followed the trending searches.

A large number of comments were swiped and looked at, confirming Anna’s words.

[Don’t be a melon eater: Nominations for the Golden Toilet are avoided by others, yet still being slapped in the face didn’t convince him. The suicide incident and now the current clothes sponsorship incident, I believe he wants to imitate his predecessors and hype using the Golden Toilet, right?]

[Huihui come on: Wow, is Xie Yu really without clothes to wear? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to walk on the red carpet? Please do me a favor, wear pajamas, and let us have a chance to laugh for a week.]

[Mask baby: One week is not enough. If he really gets a Golden Toilet, you can laugh at him for the rest of this life. If he doesn’t even have clothes to wear, you can laugh at him until he dies, and laugh at him to the end of the universe.]

[100% pure and salty: I just want to know, knowing that they left Jiafan’s studio in despair, will their image have been one of embarrassment? (Ridicule)]

Many comments focused on keywords surrounding Xie Yu’s hype.

Netizens cited hot spots such as the emergency center, Jiafan’s studio, and his appearance for the Golden Toilet, to brutally criticize Xie Yu as an outdated star with “too many things to write down, so that everything seems to be blurred.”

There were also many black netizens who directly named and ridiculed him.

Occasionally, fans of other artists came out to join the online stampede, speaking in a nasty way.

[Xie is not ashamed: You can see my thoughts and attitude just by looking at my username. I went to check the celebrity rankings, and Xie Yu has dropped from the top five to the seventeenth. @XieYu, please don’t appear in front of me again! (indifferent)]

[Simple single: He’s finally going to be muddled! I couldn’t stand him since a long time ago! His acting skills are so bad, and yet he has dominated the screen for so many years. I’m so tired of him being searched all year round! Seeing today’s news, sure enough, one day you’ll get what you pay for. (happy)]

[Slap your big ears: @XieYu, please let the younger generation live a little better. Stop acting and accepting endorsements. You are already twenty-seven, and it’s time for you to dwindle out! I admit that you are good-looking, and I have fancied you because of your looks before, but your wooden beauty really can’t afford to be loved anymore. Please make way for my brother He Gan now!]

These few comments were pushed to the forefront and received countless likes.

With a glance, Zhou Cheng found several familiar nicknames, all of whom were professional black fans.

It’s not a big deal for other black fans to just watch the excitement, but commenting was not enough for them—they @XieYu and kept asking him to come out and express his opinion.

Many passers-by who were purely onlookers were also brought into the rhythm, and they talked about Xie Yu’s bad works in the message area.

There were only sporadic true fans who supported their idol under Hui Ni’s Weibo.

[Yu loves his life: Have you all forgotten that Xie Yu was sent to the emergency center earlier? It was frantic! I don’t know where this pheasant star came from to rub his popularity, even the media came to suck on the bones. Do you really think this kind of attention is what he wants?]

[Come on, Ayu: In the past, the brands were rushing to deliver clothes… I feel so distressed when I see this now. It’s really…Ayu must feel so uncomfortable.]

[Be careful with Ayu: I don’t think there is anything wrong with Ayu. Which star in the circle doesn’t pay attention to exposure? And although Ayu’s acting skills are not good, he has always had a correct attitude and a good temper. Why are untalented children being bullied like this?]

[Give chicken legs to Ayu: Sure enough, some people are saying that this is a public opinion deliberately planned by Xie Yu’s team. In short, I can’t tell clearly, so you can say what you like.]

Zhou Cheng looked at the message area full of chicken feathers, and followed the @ links to Xie Yu’s homepage expressionlessly. (TL: ‘chicken feathers’ here is used to describe messy circumstances or disorder)

The most recent post on the homepage was from when he logged into Xie Yu’s account and reposted about the cake baking using his own account.

Furthermore, Anna edited posts on his behalf, in order to cooperate with the promotional announcements of endorsers, film producers, etc.

Zhou Cheng tugged on his light brain and began to seriously think about what the last Weibo post made by Xie Yu was.

He struggled for a long time, but he couldn’t remember at all.

The company has never restricted Xie Yu’s access to his own Weibo, but it seems that Xie Yu hasn’t personally edited any life updates for a long time, almost as if he hasn’t been happy for a long time…

Compared with the work dynamics that could be seen at a glance, the cake dynamic was accompanied by a photo, which could be regarded as Xie Yu’s veiled response to the media hype about the suicide incident.

A few hours ago, many fans left likes in the comment area which changed the brisk atmosphere, and there were many comforts left from true fans.

[Juice for Ayu: @[email protected]@AssistantFeiChen, please take good care of my brother Ayu. (Bow)]

[Silly Yu wants to be happy: I really don’t care about those other people. The more I explain to them, the more stimulated I get.]

[Wait for a cat that only loves fish: @BrokerZhouCheng, is the news on the Internet true? I’m in the clothing business, and I have a lot of outfits. I’m going to look for one right now! I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time. Thinking that Ayu may wear my clothes—I’m jumping up with excitement!]

Zhou Cheng was amused by this group of fans, so he logged out of Xie Yu’s account, logged into his own, and then went back to give likes to the many sincere fans.

Then ten minutes later—“Xie Yu’s manager liked it” became a new trending search and appeared on the homepage…

*****

When Anna knocked on the door with dinner, Xie Yu opened his eyes in a daze.

He opened the door with a messy hair like a chicken coop, and woke up immediately after smelling the aroma.

Anna in front of the door was carrying a lunch box, and after the door opened, she saw Xie Yu, who was sleepy, step back, and quickly flash into the bathroom.

When he came out, he was prim and neat and fully awake.

“Okay, Ayu, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before.” Anna joked, pointing to the lunch box in her hand, “Dangdangdang! The one you love the most! Just now, I saw the old shop, and knew you’d want it. Just today, I will let you have a whole meat feast… Brother Cheng said that there are no other plans tonight, so you go to bed early after eating. Remember to put on the essence I gave you before going to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow to put on makeup.”

When Anna said these reminders, she sounded like a very responsible assistant.

Xie Yu responded with a low smile, then turned around and asked, “Have you eaten too?”

“Ate, I ate.” Anna waved her hand and quickly left Xie Yu’s room.

It had been almost 20 hours since Xie Yu came out of the emergency center, and upon arriving at the Tourist Star, he was in a hurry to work without even getting over the jet lag, so he was very hungry at the moment.

He placed the bag on the table, touched the lacquered red square box, and saw that there was “Lu Lan” printed in Chinese on the box, and there was also a line of “Ancient Cantonese Roasted Meat” on the box.

Hopefully, this meal will not disappoint him.

In the original’s memory, Lu Lan was an old shop that he would check in at no matter how busy he was every year when he visited this star.

Each exquisite wooden box contained char siu (Chinese BBQ) made using interstellar white dolphin beast meat and roast goose made using gu goose beast meat.

The portion was large, and every bite would bring happiness.

Opening the lid of the box, Xie Yu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The meal in the box was very similar to the Cantonese-style roast pork set meal he was familiar with.

Half of the brown-red, shiny meat slices were arranged neatly, and half of the crispy roast goose were cut into long strips and topped with sour plum sauce.

He twitched his index finger for a moment, then went to search for chopsticks in the bag, and found a small card along with it.

On the front was the promotional picture and store address of Lu Lan’s store, and the space on the back was handwritten with “Thank you for your continued support” in Interstellar Common Language, without leaving a signature.

In his memory, when he first debuted, he often used to go eat by himself.

It’s just that he later became famous, so it became inconvenient to go in person, but he didn’t ever forget to ask an assistant to order and pick up food for him.

Nonetheless, he’s never had an experience like this—this was the first time.

Xie Yu thought of a possibility, and immediately felt warm.

The store owner may have also come to know about all the kinds of rumors going around about him in the past two days, so he deliberately comforted him like this.

At this moment, he didn’t even think about eating, he just looked at the handwriting that was obviously written in a hurry, carefully wiped off the oil stains on the corners, got up, and placed the card in the inner layer of the suitcase he carried with him.

The food was unexpectedly delicious.

Although it was not made of ingredients Xie Yu was familiar with, it had the flavor of Earth cuisine.

He quickly ate up everything, clutched his stomach and laid down on the bed, feeling very happy even when he ended up in a food coma due to the meal.

Because he had nothing to do at night, he began to refresh his light brain.

Inevitably, he came across hot topics about himself, but he was not the original at the moment.

So, although he couldn’t laugh it off, he didn’t care too much.

But for some reason, he thought of the message the store owner had written to him, so he quickly got out of bed to find the card again, and sat on the ground to take a picture of it.

A few minutes later, Xie Yu’s homepage was updated, and the accompanying picture was of a small card with a white background.

[Xie Yu: This is exactly what I want to say. (Image)]

After he finished posting, he wasn’t in a hurry to see the fans’ responses.

He just got up and took off his clothes and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

As Anna said, he had to hurry up and rest.

Tomorrow was a tough battle, and it was useless to think too much.

He just needed to show his best form and overcome the difficulties.