The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Sister Nan, what exactly is that... that Purple Something Pavilion?"

Shen Yizhen was completely dumbfounded.

It sounds like the name of a temple or a restaurant. Why is the chairman so afraid?

"I...I don't know either..." Wang Nan's voice trembled.

"I know!"

The assistant in the corner held up a spare phone, his face pale, and handed it over. The screen showed an entry from Baidu Baike (Chinese Wikipedia).

The two of them leaned over to take a look, and after reading only the first two lines, they felt dizzy and their souls were about to fly away.

Holy crap!

This is no restaurant at all!

That's a top-tier official account!

Their fans flooded a national-level official account?

Shen Yizhen's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

Finished!

It's completely over!

Shen Yizhen, disregarding her refined and elegant top-tier persona, frantically opened a super fan group with thousands of members.

The group chat was buzzing with activity, with the big fans encouraging each other to keep attacking that "hotel's official Weibo account" and teach it the price of offending its loyal fans.

Shen Yizhen's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Holy crap! Are you guys idiots?!"

"You even dare to challenge the Ziguang Pavilion? Do you guys think I have too much time on my hands?!"

Do you know what kind of place that is?

The group chat went silent for a few seconds.

The big fans were stunned.

Is this still the same gentle and refined Yizhen they know, who would say "I'm fine" even when he was wronged?

"Brother Yizhen, what's wrong...?" a big fan asked cautiously.

"Don't call me brother! Who the hell is your brother! Do you even deserve to call me brother?"

Shen Yizhen completely lost her composure, frantically tapping the screen with her fingers:

"Do you even know what Ziguang Pavilion is? Huh? Can that be a restaurant?"

"Did you guys get your brains caught in a door or kicked by a donkey? Can't you at least Google it before you rush in?"

"I'm begging you, can't you use your brains? Is this a place for you to act recklessly? Are you here to stand up for me or to hold my funeral?!"

The group was deathly silent.

Then came the first big fan's reply.

"Shen Yizhen, what do you mean? We fought against everyone for you, stayed up all night to help you fight back against the negative comments, and now you're cursing us?"

"Aren't we all doing this for your own good? Ji Bai bullied you, and that Ziguang Pavilion, that restaurant, stood up for him. We went to help you seek justice, is that wrong?"

"You're calling us idiots? Before Ji Bai bullied you, we were the ones staying up all night helping you with data, boosting sales, and fighting off negative comments! Now that things have gone wrong, you're calling us morons?"

"Fine, I'm backing out! Three years of liking him, consider it like feeding a dog."

"Shen Yizhen, if you had even a shred of conscience, you wouldn't have said such a thing."

"I'm quitting too! I won't listen to your songs anymore, I won't buy your endorsements, and I won't watch your variety shows."

"Leave the group and you'll be counted! You're nothing without us, remember that."

"Sisters, let's go! People like that don't deserve our affection!"

The number of group members dropped rapidly right before Shen Yizhen's eyes.

Those fans who once fought for him, stayed up all night voting for him, and spent all their pocket money on endorsements are leaving one by one.

The group chat notification sound kept ringing, each one saying "XXX has left the group chat".

Shen Yizhen held her phone, her expression shifting from anger to panic, and then to despair.

He wanted to type a message to persuade her to stay, but his finger hovered above the screen and he couldn't type a single word.

Words spoken in anger are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.

It’s over.

It's completely over.

His fans are his foundation, his moat, and the source of his confidence to roam freely in this industry.

Without these fans, he is nothing.

Now, he has personally severed the foundation.

"No, no... that's not what I meant..."

Shen Yizhen muttered to herself, her voice so soft that only she could hear it. Her fingers trembled as she opened the group chat with the remaining dozen or so people and typed a long apology.

Failed to send.

The group owner has disbanded the group.

Shen Yizhen's hand froze in mid-air, then slowly fell. The phone slid from her palm onto the blanket, screen facing up, still displaying the message "This group has been disbanded".

The ward was as quiet as a tomb.

Wang Nan leaned against the window, looking down at the series of job cancellation notices she had also received, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

The assistant in the corner glanced at Shen Yizhen, then at Wang Nan, and quietly took off her employee badge and put it in her bag.

She should find another job as soon as possible.

I'm just heartbroken that my phone got smashed.

It's all Ji Bai's fault... Ji Bai!

……

soon.

The hashtag #ShenYizhen'sBigFanLeavesGroup# trended on social media.

Screenshots of Shen Yizhen's outburst in a fan group were posted on Weibo, with every single one of the phrases "idiot," "who the hell is your brother," and "do you even deserve to call me brother" clearly visible. The group name and profile picture were not even bothered to be blurred.

The screenshot was posted by a former major fan who had unfollowed the group, and the caption was only one sentence:

"I wasted three years of my youth feeding dogs."

The comment section exploded.

"My God! I never imagined Shen Yizhen was this kind of person in private!"

"He's usually so gentle and refined in front of the camera, constantly saying 'My fans are my most precious family,' but then he turns around and calls his fans idiots? His ability to change his tune so quickly would make even a master of Sichuan opera bow down!"

"When something goes wrong, they push the blame onto the fans. When they're controlling the comments, they make the fans the ones on the front lines, but when something goes wrong, they say, 'What does this have to do with me?' This attitude is disgusting!"

"Those fans went against the world for him, stayed up all night fighting back against the haters and spending money to vote for him, only to be met with 'Do you even deserve to call me brother?' I feel sorry for those young girls."

"The worst off are the fans. They are used as pawns by their idols, abandoned when things go wrong, and ultimately called idiots by their idols. It's the life of a tool."

……

Before Shen Yizhen could figure out how to handle the public relations, another series of attacks followed.

First, a leading skincare brand issued a statement on its official Weibo account. The wording was polite, but the meaning was very clear: In view of the recent public opinion, the brand has decided to suspend its endorsement cooperation with Mr. Shen Yizhen.

Then came the notification email from the variety show we were in talks with, announcing the termination of the collaboration. It was concise and to the point, without even bothering to make up a polite statement.

Immediately afterwards, the organizer of the tour called to say that the schedule needed to be re-coordinated and that they would notify them when the performance would resume.

Suspended, terminated, postponed.

There was no need for the company to sideline him; the investors had already abandoned him.

In an instant, Shen Yizhen went from being a top star to a hot potato, from a golden goose to a pariah.

Just then, another trending topic suddenly appeared at the top of the list.

Yan Dahai posted a long Weibo post announcing that he would be indefinitely closed off from today onwards to reflect on his actions and would no longer participate in any public music review activities.

Before netizens could even process the news, the Cyberspace Administration of China released its official statement.

In response to recent illegal and irregular activities in cyberspace, such as malicious marketing, spreading rumors and defamation, personal attacks, and organized manipulation of online traffic and comments, more than 3,000 accounts that violated regulations have been shut down in accordance with the law.

The royalists have gone completely mad.

"We won! We won! The Emperor won!"

"From dusk till dawn, from the plagiarism scandal to the online siege, the Emperor didn't back down an inch. In the end, he single-handedly carried his guitar and wiped out the entire opposing team!"

"What does it mean to be fearless despite a million opponents? This is it! One person with a guitar, against half of the music industry plus a top star plus countless online trolls, and the result is that the other side is completely defeated!"

"This is the might of the Great Emperor! His words become law, and his Daoist principles reach the heavens!"

"The supreme imperial weapon is unsheathed, slaying all demons and monsters! The imperial sword is raised high, and all villains flee in terror!"

"From mathematical genius to musical master, achieving perfect enlightenment in both arts, a sage of our time—come and debate if you disagree!"

"Welcome to the Great Emperor's attainment of enlightenment! A master of both mathematics and music, the first person in all time!"

"At the pinnacle of immortality, reigning supreme over the world, first came the Great Emperor, then came Heaven!"

……

(Just reporting my results to you guys)

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