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Chapter 26
Mu Taozhi's intuition told him that Yao Bianliang had likely said something inappropriate to her big fans, resulting in no one fundraising for votes.
Mu Taozhi: "Think carefully—did you express something you shouldn't have? For instance, hinting that they didn't need to fundraise too much..."
Yao Bianliang looked at him strangely: "Of course I said that."
Mu Taozhi's expression froze.
Yao Bianliang continued: "I explained everything clearly, told them to cancel all fundraising activities, and discouraged everyone from spending money on voting."
Ŵе̃bn о̄ v̀еl̀ Е̂ n u̇.m̈ а̄
Mu Taozhi: "Cancel... fundraising?!"
Question marks slowly formed above Mu Taozhi's head, his red hair nearly exploding outward, giving him a somewhat comical appearance.
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"You... not only didn't promote fundraising activities, but actually stopped them?" Mu Taozhi felt he was losing his mind.
Was something wrong with the world, or was something wrong with his brain?
In all his life, how could something so absurd happen?
"I reminded you so you could organize more fundraising activities, not to stop them!" Mu Taozhi felt his brain was no longer functioning properly.
Ŵе bnо̄ v̌е ľ È n̈ ŭ.mа_
"Yao Bianliang, don't you understand? Miss this opportunity, and you'll completely cool down!"
The corners of Yao Bianliang's lips curved slightly upward.
Obviously, she knew this perfectly well.
No one understood better than she did how crucial fans were in variety talent shows.
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Generally speaking, barring irrecoverable accidents, fans' level of dedication determined an idol's popularity.
The more fans and the harder they worked, the easier it was for an idol to gain recognition.
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To attract fans, financial backers would invest in promoting idols; once idols became popular, they would in turn extract money from fans' pockets, achieving the goal of "harvesting leeks."
Simply put, fans were the idol's customers, their clients.
Without the financial and popularity support of these clients, an idol would naturally "cool down" completely.
"Mu Taozhi, I will never fundraise," Yao Bianliang said calmly, suppressing her rising smile. "Taking money from fans is something I will never do."
Mu Taozhi scratched his head: "But the fans are voluntarily investing that money. What's wrong with that?"
Yao Bianliang looked directly into his eyes and said seriously: "But 'voluntary' and 'being voluntold' are completely different things."
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Being voluntold?
The term sounded unfamiliar to Mu Taozhi. He frowned slightly, still not quite understanding.
From his perspective, as long as the promises made during fundraising weren't empty, they were fulfilling their duty to fans.
Fundraising was just a way to encourage fans to vote, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Yao Bianliang sighed: "You don't actually believe that fundraising and voting activities are completely initiated voluntarily by fans, do you?"
"Imagine you join a fan group and meet many like-minded peers of similar age. You discuss your idol every day and get along very well."
W_е b̆ñоv̌e ľ Ё ǹ ū m̂ ȧ
"At this point, the group initiates a fundraising activity, and almost every friend you know has contributed money."
"Originally, you weren't planning to spend any money, but your friends all say that if the idol doesn't have fan support, they might not be able to debut. The idol can only rely on us; we must support them."
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"In this situation, as a minor whose mind isn't fully mature, would you choose to contribute some of your pocket money?"
Mu Taozhi opened his mouth and finally said: "Probably... I would contribute a little?"
Yao Bianliang nodded: "Then do you think you're truly 'voluntarily' investing this money?"
Mu Taozhi was speechless.
Ŵеb́ n̂ о̂ vе̌ ĺ Е̇_nu m̃ ӓ
Mu Taozhi had originally thought that vote manipulation wasn't very honorable, but simply promoting fundraising activities shouldn't be problematic.
But now it seemed that fundraising activities were even more excessive!
Yao Bianliang continued: "And this is just the mildest case. Some fans, in order to reach the required number of participants for fundraising, will recruit people everywhere to vote. After these recruited fans vote, they go on to find others. It's like a pyramid scheme."
"Once such a practice begins, it's very difficult to stop. After starting to spend money, you'll only invest more time and money for your idol in the coming days."
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"Over time, these operations can even become a habit, becoming part of your life."
Initially, Yao Bianliang also knew very little about fundraising operations.
W ё b̂n̄ о́ v̊е̄ l̈ Ӗ n̈ü m̄ ä
Later, she specifically researched related information online, finally truly understanding the operational mechanisms behind these behaviors.
Setting aside her mission goal of cooling down, even without this task, she probably wouldn't have wanted to engage in such activities.
Meanwhile, Mu Taozhi had sunk into existential doubt.
Sorry, he was wrong.
Why had he previously thought that organizing fundraising activities to collect money was normal?
After Yao Bianliang's analysis, he felt these operations were excessively unethical.
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Mu Taozhi stammered: "Well... if fundraising activities are so problematic, then you were right to stop them. Just pretend I never said anything before."
His tone clearly lacked conviction.
Yao Bianliang nodded with satisfaction and patted Mu Taozhi's shoulder: "Alright, I'm going to the practice room to train now. You should hurry up too."
Watching Yao Bianliang's departing figure, Mu Taozhi sat down dejectedly in his chair.
The vast majority of his fans were minors. He had organized investment activities more than once, encouraging fans to support him.
If that were all, it might be fine. But when acting, he often slacked off, enjoying fan adoration and high paychecks without ever doing what a qualified actor should.
Ẇ еb_n о̊ v̈ е l Ё ǹ u ṁӓ
Previously, everyone behaved this way, and he thought it was normal.
But now he realized that what seemed normal in the industry wasn't actually right.
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Mu Taozhi sat silently in his chair, his thoughts tangled and his feelings mixed.
Reflecting on Yao Bianliang's words and her determined gaze, Mu Taozhi felt like a small person.
He suddenly began to dislike himself a little.
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Еn̈úmа̇ . i d̃
"What did you say? Yao Bianliang actively refused fan fundraising?"
At the same time, in Group 1's practice hall.
Upon hearing this news, Yao Xinxin's eyes widened slightly, expressing disbelief.
The male contestant beside her chuckled, his long legs crossed, fingers lightly tapping the table: "Yes, and not only that, she even refused fans' check-ins and data fabrication, telling them to be casual fans."
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This man was named Lu Yanchen, a contestant from Group 2.
Apart from being extremely handsome—capable of overshadowing all other male contestants—he didn't particularly stand out in other aspects.
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Since the two groups were located close to each other, they often met and gradually became familiar.
After several days of interaction, Yao Xinxin increasingly enjoyed discussing variety show-related matters with Lu Yanchen.
After all, since phones had been confiscated, even Yao Xinxin found it difficult to learn about outside developments.
But Lu Yanchen was different. Although on the surface he was just an ordinary contestant, he had many channels and could always obtain the latest information.
Now, hearing Lu Yanchen's words, Yao Xinxin frowned with confusion: "That's impossible. Why would Yao Bianliang do such a thing?"
Anyone with normal thinking would never do something like this.
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Wasn't she essentially ensuring her own cooling down?
Lu Yanchen chuckled softly, his eyes flashing with faint disdain: "They say it's because she cares about her fans."
Yao Xinxin: "......"
Cares about her fans?
This reason was so bizarre that Yao Xinxin took two seconds to understand.
Fans voting for idols, countering negativity, and fabricating data were obviously natural behaviors. What was there to be concerned about?
W̃eb̌nо̆ vе̃l̈ Е̌ň u m ǎ
If fans weren't willing to spend money or time, what kind of fan behavior was that?
Yao Xinxin was reluctant to believe: "Could it be a publicity stunt? Marketing a fan-loving persona not only gets fans to invest more money but also earns goodwill from passersby."
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In the entertainment industry, almost every celebrity needed to promote a fan-loving image.
Yao Xinxin had seen celebrities who pretended to "care" about fans but were actually trying to extract more money.
Phrases like "putting fans in the most important position" and "idols and fans advancing toward each other" could easily be hyped up to make fans lose rationality and worship celebrities more frantically.
Lu Yanchen shook his head with a smile: "You probably don't know, but she's already made rules in her Weibo super topic. Now, her fans no longer perform various tasks."
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"Made explicit rules? She's quite daring." Yao Xinxin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Yao Bianliang must be completely giving up.
Since the grouping, Yao Xinxin knew that Yao Bianliang had no chance of making a comeback.
She just hadn't expected that in this situation, the other party could still pull such a shocking move.
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Not letting fans vote—did she think such an image was noble and attractive?
The essence of attracting fans was for traffic and money.
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If one couldn't earn money or gain heat, what use were loyal fans?
Such an approach was truly foolish.
Lu Yanchen looked at Yao Xinxin, his eyes showing rare tenderness: "So you don't need to worry about her. She's clearly digging her own grave."
Yao Xinxin was momentarily stunned, then replied contemptuously: "She's not worth my concern."
Just a D-list celebrity—the Yao family could ensure she never succeeded with minimal effort.
Yao Xinxin believed that after this playoff, Yao Bianliang would have to exit the entertainment industry.
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"Let's not talk about this anymore. I need to get back to training quickly," Yao Xinxin glanced at her watch, suddenly realizing it was getting late. "Other groups have probably already started."
At this point, Yao Xinxin couldn't help but gnash her teeth in anger.
If not for Yao Bianliang leading everyone to perform without preparation, she should still be lying in her warm bed, happily getting good sleep.
Unlike now, getting up early and staying up late every day. A proper celebrity living worse than an ordinary office worker.
Lu Yanchen also looked at his watch, then silently stood up: "Let's go, then. Don't be late."
That Yao Bianliang was truly a menace.
Ĕn̆ um ӓ. і̀d
This time in the playoffs, they couldn't let her continue to stay.
As they each walked toward their respective practice rooms, Lu Yanchen reached a secluded corner, his eyes lowered, a dark gleam flashing briefly in his gaze.
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He used his watch to dial a phone number.
After some static, his assistant's respectful voice came through: "Young Master Lu? What are your instructions?"
Lu Yanchen asked: "Tomorrow is the face-off for the variety show playoffs. Does the production team have any scripted requirements?"
The assistant quickly replied: "Don't worry, Young Master Lu. We've already spoken with the production team. Your vote count will definitely be the highest among contestants in your group."
W̃.ё bnóv̌ е̌l̊ Еn̈ ūm̆ а
The fact that Lu Yanchen was the son of Lu Group's director had always been concealed from the public, and the vast majority of people were unaware of his true identity.
However, before Lu Yanchen entered the variety show, the Lu family had already spoken with the show's chief director. Therefore, several key decision-makers knew how deep Lu Yanchen's background was and naturally wouldn't dare to neglect him.
Lu Yanchen frowned: "That's not what I meant."
"This..." The assistant was confused. "What does Young Master Lu mean?"
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Lu Yanchen paused, his eyes showing contemplation, then slowly said: "Have the judges give Yao Xinxin more votes."
When mentioning Yao Xinxin, he couldn't help but visualize the girl's every expression and smile, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
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"Also, have the production team target Yao Bianliang," Lu Yanchen said calmly. "Doesn't she claim to have great acting skills? Arrange for judges to criticize errors in her performance, ensuring she has no chance of a comeback."
For daring to upset Yao Xinxin, she had no reason to continue existing.
Lu Yanchen had already decided that after the variety show ended, he would completely blacklist Yao Bianliang.
The assistant was secretly shocked but responded: "Understood."
He certainly knew that Lu Yanchen and Yao Xinxin had grown close these past few days. He just hadn't expected Young Master Lu to be so attentive to this female contestant.
Having just met not long ago, he wasn't only providing Yao Xinxin with advantages but directly helping her eliminate the major problem of Yao Bianliang.
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Could this be... the legendary boyfriend power?
The assistant cautiously inquired: "So how many votes do you think would be appropriate for the judges to give Yao Bianliang?"
If they didn't give Yao Bianliang any votes, it might be too obvious and could potentially trigger public backlash.
Lu Yanchen thought for a moment, then said: "Have the production team arrange it—just give her one vote."
With a few casual words, he determined Yao Bianliang's fate.
Hearing this, the assistant couldn't help but hesitate: "But might that be targeting her too obviously..."
Е̄nu m̄ä . і̌ d
Changing a 90 to a 70 might not raise suspicions.
But if changing a 90 to a 10, even fools would notice something was amiss!
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Yao Bianliang's acting was already very good; if they only gave her one vote, others might question it.
At that point, if someone intentionally stirred up public opinion, even Young Master Lu might not be able to manage the situation well.
Lu Yanchen's tone cooled: "Just do as I say."
She was just a minor celebrity with no background; blacklisting her was just a matter of saying the word. Why be so cautious?
Е̊ n̊ u mа̌. іd
"...Yes." The assistant shrank his neck, not daring to say more.
He looked at the ended call and sighed, then bent down to message the show's director.
Actually, thinking carefully, Young Master Lu wielded immense power, while Yao Bianliang was just a nobody without fans, backing, or traffic.
Someone like her couldn't possibly threaten Young Master Lu.
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He realized he was overthinking.
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Е̃ n ǔ.ḿ а̇ . і d̃
The next day, morning
The face-off segment of the "Good Drama PK Competition" finally officially began.
Unlike the initial selection, the playoffs didn't use the private filming approach, but instead had each contestant perform on stage, completing entire scenes as if in a stage play.
As the livestream progressed, more and more viewers flooded into the broadcast room.
[Here we are, excited to see the results after a week of rehearsals.]
[Hahaha, my bro Mu wakes up at five every morning and sleeps at midnight; I'd call him the ultimate competitive spirit.]
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[Ahhh, my dear Xinxin is on stage; her fairy costume is absolutely stunning.]
[Just a casual viewer here. Heard this episode of the "Good Drama PK Competition" is super competitive, so I came to check it out.]
[Trust me, brother, this face-off will definitely surprise you!]
As everyone had anticipated, this episode's face-offs were quite spectacular.
Yao Xinxin's acting was already quite good, and after these days of intense practice, it had clearly improved further.
Other contestants had also improved to varying degrees. Though not reaching the level of exquisite acting, they at least didn't appear so awkward and wouldn't disconnect viewers from the story.
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Yao Bianliang was both satisfied and gratified by this situation.
She sincerely hoped these contestants would all perform excellently—even more excellently—ideally all surpassing her.
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This way, her elimination would be completely natural.
At eleven in the morning, Yao Bianliang had promptly dressed in her female police officer costume and was sitting on the sofa waiting.
Looking toward the stage from a distance, she could vaguely see the lights flickering.
Applause erupted from below the stage—Group 5 members had finished their performance and were bowing as they exited.
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"Group 6, prepare to go on stage!" A staff member waved at them, signaling them to come forward.
Yao Bianliang smoothed out some wrinkles on her sleeve and stood up.
Looking at the glamorous stage under the spotlight, and the dense crowd of audience members below the stage, the corners of her lips curved upward.
Come to think of it, this should be her last time on stage, right?
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After today, she could finally lie down and cool off completely!
