This star just wants to make more money

Chapter 38 Let the professional analysis team analyze Xu Feng (thanks to the boss)

The Weibo interface was opened, but before seeing anything related to the crew, Xu Feng saw several very familiar keywords on the hot searches.

“#Turning the campus party into my own concert#”

"#Xu Feng, you have to pay for my tears#"

"#Query Xu Feng's mental state#"

"#Xu Feng's world famous paintings#"

Xu Feng was a little surprised.

How long has it been since the party ended, and it’s already on the hot search list?

Am I really that popular? Even the top stars wouldn't be this popular, right?

But after thinking about it, Xu Feng quickly understood - it was not that he had reached the standard of a top star, but that there were many passers-by who were not his fans who were paying attention to these very entertaining things.

The stage of the rostrum is not low, and it is indeed rare to see someone jumping off the stage and running away in public.

Besides, there are indeed many people who are short of songs, and many media outlets are paying attention to this campus party because Xu Feng does not have an agency.

Anyway, he was killing time in the traffic jam, so Xu Feng did not look for information about the crew. Instead, he clicked on the topic about himself to see how the topic about himself was being spread on the Internet.

At the same time, Xu Feng was also curious about what kind of reputation his current performance would have in the eyes of outsiders.

If it were someone else, both their works and their personal traffic would explode, and they would either quickly take on commercial orders to cash in, or quickly manage their persona and release albums, and find ways to show themselves more in front of the camera.

The original fans must be managed well.

Even the worst and most depraved people would start a live broadcast to sell goods.

But Xu Feng just did nothing, and even his fans went from being anxious to going crazy. How would other people evaluate him? Even if they don't care, they should at least know a little bit about it and have a clear idea of ​​it.

Fortunately, I don’t have an agent or an agency, otherwise I can imagine how furious they would be.

Before traveling through time, he was urged by his boss, and after traveling through time, he was urged by his agent and agency. Didn't he travel through time in vain?

Xu Feng casually clicked on a popular post and suddenly felt a sense of empathy for Lin Shenghuan's gossip-eating personality - sometimes it is quite fun to eat your own gossip.

This status was updated over time, a total of four or five times from the beginning to the end of the party. Several pictures were posted, and at the end there was a full minute video, which recorded the blogger's entire mental journey of watching the party.

"Hello everyone, I'm already at the Luohe University party. Look at the atmosphere and the light signs. If you don't know, you might think this is Xu Feng's concert! I have to say it's good to be young..."

"The chorus is pretty good, just average, for the atmosphere."

"Pfft! What is this Civil Engineering College singing? Hahahaha! They were out of tune for half the song, and they only realized it when they got to the chorus. Hahahaha! Isn't this much more interesting than a concert?"

"..."

"Wow! Is the School of Arts at Luohe University so amazing? The level is super high. Xu Feng is the last one to appear. Will he be defeated? Such attractive juniors and seniors. It is worthy of being an art school..."

"What the hell! Xu Feng is singing a new song!! What the hell, what the hell, the handsome guy is singing 'I once dreamed of traveling the world with a sword' in a low voice, playing the guitar, do you understand this feeling? Is this really a public performance that everyone can watch for free? The four-digit ticket price is definitely worth it!"

“Although I feel a little sorry for Xu Feng’s fans who are holding the wrong light signs, it doesn’t matter. I declare that I am now a die-hard fan of Xu Feng! Wow, you really can’t feel that atmosphere if you are not there…”

“Whenever I feel sad, I just look at the sea by myself. It sounds so good! It sounds so good. I am about to cry!”

"No, buddy?! You just jumped down and ran away, ran away? No, I worked so hard to create this atmosphere, Xu Feng, you have to pay for my tears, I really admire you!"

Xu Feng could imagine what the comments would be like under this post of continuous reversals.

Almost all netizens saw Xu Feng jump down from the podium and run away in full view of the public, disappearing quickly, leaving behind the audience whose emotions were almost brewing, just short of tears, but in the end they could neither cry nor laugh, and could only look at each other in bewilderment.

Compared with the previous picture that was full of atmosphere, it is obvious that this picture can resonate more with netizens.

After reading the post, Xu Feng scrolled down to the comments section.

"Hahahahaha! Damn, Xu Feng, you are such a talented person, with so many talents!"

"Are you really just completing the mission given by your alma mater? Why are you running so fast? At least walk up the stairs, hahaha! Look at how your formalism has turned a good singer into a parkour god, hahaha!"

"The blogger just finished feeling sorry for Xu Feng's fans, and he turned into a clown himself. He couldn't hold it together." "Look at the host lady, she's dumbfounded."

"Is there any expert in psychology who can analyze why Xu Feng did this? I really want to know what Xu Feng's mental state is."

"This is nothing. Let me show you a world-famous painting. The name of this picture is 'Xu Feng taking a taxi.'"

Xu Feng took a look at the photo. The content on it was very ordinary. It was the award ceremony after the scoring phase of the evening party. Because Xu Feng ran away, the School of Power Machinery could only send someone else to the stage to receive the award.

The title and content of this photo attracted the attention of many netizens.

"What are they doing?"

The poster who posted the photo replied: "The award ceremony and interview for the first place winner of the evening."

"Which side won the prize?"

"School of Power Machinery."

"Uh, where is Xu Feng?"

The host: "Xu Feng is taking a taxi."

"Hahaha! You are so mean! @Xu Feng, please don't read the malicious comments."

"Xu Feng is taking a taxi, you are trying to make me die of laughter."

"I'm really interested in Xu Feng... I think I can understand his mentality as a worker. I've already followed his account. When his album is released, I'll buy a copy to show my support!"

"Then you'll probably have to wait. He doesn't have a company or a team, so we don't know when the official album will be released."

"Don't even mention these things. Xu Feng hasn't even got anything that fans can pay for..."

It’s all so embarrassing!

If you want me to publish it, I have to place an order. Is it that I don’t want to publish it? It’s that I can’t open the business without orders!

The stage is so high, do you think I want to jump down? It's because the original commission contract did not include the interview. What if the truth is revealed during the interview?
You know, after his temporary ability was taken back, Xu Feng almost couldn't recognize whether it was a guitar or a bass that Cheng Luan gave him.

Xu Feng opened his eyes and glanced at the comments. Combining them with Cheng Luan's attitude towards him, he came to a conclusion - fans were surprisingly tolerant of his weird behavior.

There are complaints, but they are mostly complaints, and there are not many that are truly malicious.

"It's better to strike with one blow than to strike a hundred." Xu Feng glanced at the traffic outside the window, which had gradually thinned out, and smiled, "After I used the most indisputable way to embarrass the production team of Tomorrow's Singer, the voices criticizing me almost all disappeared."

Even before Xu Feng made any move, netizens took the initiative to counterattack those internet trolls and bloggers.

Perhaps, if Ding Henrun was not Xu Feng, and if he really lost the PK that day, he would be the one being attacked by everyone today...

A blacksmith must be strong himself, and must continue to work hard to take orders and improve his skills. He cannot waste his limited energy and time on irrelevant things.

More than ten minutes later, Xu Feng picked up his guitar case and returned to his room, planning to contact the crew when he woke up tomorrow.

As I walked into the room, my cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number and the location showed it was in Luohe City.

"The agents in these agencies are really hardworking. How much overtime pay can you get to call me in the middle of the night?"

As long as the behavior or words were not too disgusting, and adhering to the principle of not making things too difficult for workers, Xu Feng still picked up the phone and planned to directly reject these cooperation invitations.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xu Feng?"

Xu Feng leaned against the elevator, his finger on the hang-up button, and said in a flat tone: "I'm sorry, I don't have any need to cooperate with the agency at the moment."

The voice on the other end was a little anxious: "Don't hang up yet! We are not an agency, and we are not here to discuss an agency contract with you!"

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