Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

A doctor who was waiting outside the door came forward to check and exclaimed loudly.

"What on earth did this cat brought by Consultant Xia Fan do? It was just sitting there..."

The words of Cat Jizo, the Buddha's light, the sound of chanting, and the "Amabie Scales" that were pulled out and burned were naturally not noticeable by ordinary agents and doctors.

In their opinion, the fat orange cat just jumped out suddenly and sat there, and the people in the ward began to get better amid an inexplicable stench.

But this did not prevent the agents from looking at Xia Fan with even more awe.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and transfer those with mild symptoms in here..."

"Okay, we'll bring everyone here right away!"

After being reminded by Aoi Jinguji, they remembered that there was a group of brothers in the ward downstairs who had inhaled a small amount of Amabie Scales and were suffering from fever, asthma, hemorrhoids, prostatitis, anal prolapse and other unspeakable illnesses.

"Is this what the legend says, 'every sip and every drink is determined by fate?'"

"Mr. Xia Fan, it's like a lucky star bestowed by God on Lesson 9..."

Seeing that everyone in the room was getting better, Jinguji Aoi couldn't help but glance at Xia Fan with joy...

If it weren't for Xia Fan's unfathomable strength and the fact that he had subdued the cat Dizang, he and his companions might still be racking their brains over the "Scale of Amabie" and watching their colleagues die of a serious illness.

Just as the Ninth Class was busy and orderly transferring the mildly ill agents to the ward to receive the "purification" of the cat Jizo, Xia Fan received a notification text message on his mobile phone...

"Time flies by so fast. Before I knew it, I've made it all the way to the finals."

The second round of survival announcements for the "Idol Birth Festival" and the final round of performances "Idol Birth Night" are about to begin recording.

Chapter 317 Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?

2024-07-13

"Sorry, Jinguji, I have something to do here, and I have to rush back to Tokyo tonight..."

Xia Fan hesitated for a moment, then spoke to Jinguji Aoi hesitantly.

After all, everyone in Lesson 9 was still suffering from illness, and it was a bit rude for him, a consultant with a monthly salary, to leave first.

"Is the final of the "Idol Festival" about to begin? I'll arrange a helicopter right away..."

"Cat Jizo and I are here, so please go ahead and rest assured. I will be here to cheer you on..."

There was no need for further explanation, as Jinguji Aoi already showed a look of understanding and responded to him with a gentle smile.

"I am also looking forward to the moment when the strongest idol in District 11 is born."

……

The next day, Tokyo, Shibuya, NHK Studio Park.

"Hey, the devil with eight-pack abs is here..."

When Xia Fan finished his styling and entered the huge studio, Martin Luther King came up to him, twisting his abdomen.

"Hey, hey, the camera is facing us, don't give people this kind of title randomly. It was all accidental, I didn't intend to do any 'body business'..."

Hearing this name, Xia Fan couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

I returned to Tokyo from Osaka last night, it was already late at night.

After washing up and packing his luggage, he finally had time to surf the Internet before going to bed...

At this time, the popularity of his "accidental exposure of abdominal muscles" has surpassed the surprise brought by the "single elbow giant swing".

After all, for female audiences, how can the difficulty coefficient of street dance moves, which is a obscure knowledge, be as attractive as deep and three-dimensional abdominal muscles?

"What's wrong with having a physical business..."

"Thanks to you, I was able to get some business done, and now I have a fixed fan base..."

Half of the trainees were still queuing up for their hair and makeup, and the program had not officially started recording. Martin, with a smug look on his face, pulled Xia Fan aside and started gossiping in a low voice.

"Oh? Congratulations, what fan group is it?"

Hearing this news, Xia Fan was happy for the other party, but also became curious.

After all, due to mainstream aesthetics, non-native artists with skin color and facial features that are too different are the most difficult to be accepted in District 11.

"Here, look at this... Although the top of the trending search list is dominated by your positive and negative opinions, there are still people browsing my small hot topics ranked outside the top 20."

Martin handed his phone to him, and a trending search titled "Martin Luther King, why didn't you tell us about this earlier?" caught Xia Fan's eye...

“This… this is… hahahahahaha…”

Xia Fan took a closer look and his facial expression went out of control instantly, and he couldn't help laughing.

Because of the public opinion generated by Xia Fan's "single elbow giant swing" and "exposed abdominal muscles", the exposure rate of his group's "Oxygen Bomb" stage performance also soared, becoming the champion in terms of the number of views in the second round of performances.

In this performance video, in addition to Xia Fan's shocking solo, netizens discovered an astonishing fact in Martin's personal dance part.

Although Martin, with his black clothes, black pants and dark skin, danced under the spotlight, he looked no different from a black human silhouette...

However, some netizens who watched the video with a magnifying glass discovered that there was a thick and raised cylindrical outline on the inner side of the left thigh of the "human silhouette" of him standing upside down on the bicycle...

On the Internet, a "spatial math master" who is good at measuring the chest circumference of anime characters out of thin air, based on Martin's height, weight, and the size of the same pants, made a precise calculation and came up with the result...

The length of that outline reached an astonishing 22 centimeters!

You know, according to a survey by a certain data website, African men have topped the global male list with an average penis length of over 18cm. Martin's data is the best among African men, which immediately sparked a certain degree of heated discussion...

While male netizens had different reactions, including sadness and despair, self-consolation, and yearning, there was a group of female netizens who silently shouted "Why didn't you tell me such a big thing earlier", became Martin's fans, and called themselves "Steel Wool".

"Although my fans are all older women with serious tastes, my private mailbox is also filled with weird messages like 'Don't try too hard at this age, come to me'..."

"But for a trainee like me, where it's hard for people to remember my face, this is precious and there's nothing to complain about."

Martin doesn't care about the physical business attracting fans, but is complacent about it.

No matter how many fans there are or what their hobbies are, as long as there is a solid "fan base", it will be of great help in future commercial activities or personal promotion.

"Hey, Xia Fan, this guy Martin must be showing off something 'so big' to you, right?"

"He had already boasted about it one by one before the recording..."

"Really? I don't know where this niche fan group gets such strong spending power to support him, pushing him to 25th place..."

Jack, who had come over at some point, complained with disdain.

The new "steel wool" members of Martin's gang were young, strong, wealthy and well-off. In just a few days, their popularity skyrocketed. By the time the votes were counted, his popularity was even higher than Jack's.

"Other people like Martin make a living with their special skills, so there's nothing to complain about. I also want to brush my aunt's steel wool..."

"Forget it. Your group of people who praise Bao is getting bigger and bigger. Auntie fans may not be able to get a seat even if they go there."

Basong, who came out of the dressing room, heard the conversation of the three people and joined in jokingly.

"However, when it comes to the fighting power of fans, Xia Jun's is still the most terrifying, right?"

"Especially those fanatical fans called 'Summer Disease'. Their Amway methods are simply pervasive. I even saw stickers on the door panel of the small toilet in the tourist attraction that day..."

"I heard that they also have a one-click cheering software with real-name registration. An entertainment company tried to crack it but failed. I don't know which software genius developed it?"

Speaking of the fighting power of the fan group, several people couldn't help but look at Xia Fan with envy.

Although Xia Fan currently has more than ten kinds of complex fan groups, these fans are like grain thrown into a cellar. In the process of constant fermentation and fusion, more and more people are attracted to the secret support website "Midsummer Shrine". After answering the questions seriously, they are awarded the title of "Summer Disease" which only senior fans have.

This group of "summer sickness" acted in an organized and disciplined manner on the Internet, promoting and supporting Xia Fan indiscriminately and in all aspects, and made great contributions to his continued fan base and vote increase.

Of course, Xia Fan's top-notch performances in two consecutive performances also made the "summer disease" fans proud. They shouted the slogan "Xia Fan is worthy of the world" and became more and more courageous.

Chapter 318: Wasted Tickets

2024-07-13

"Speaking of which, have you seen the number of votes at the closing time, Xia Jun?"

The ranking of the second round of survival battle is about to be announced, and the topic of discussion among several people will inevitably turn to the popularity ranking.

"I didn't pick a particular time to watch it, but I remember that I was the first one, right?"

When the votes were counted, Xia Fan was still at the Osaka Hospital watching the cat Ksitigarbha "saving all living beings" and had no time to pay attention to the rankings.

"Damn it, is this the first feeling of relaxation in ten thousand years..."

"I'm not talking about you, but the people behind you..."

"The votes of several guys increased significantly on the last day, and the gap between them and you narrowed down a lot."

The other three sighed enviously and started discussing with each other.

A few hours before the vote count was closed, the votes for five-star trainees such as Takahashi Yu, Nagase Kaito, and Hirano Yuta suddenly began to soar...

The few people who were originally left behind by Xia Fan with a lead of several million votes gradually narrowed the gap in votes to within two million votes.

While Xia Fan and his roommates were gossiping together, the other trainees also gathered together to "share intelligence".

No matter what topic they were discussing or how they looked at each other, they would unconsciously focus on Xia Fan...

After all, when the statistics were closed, Xia Fan occupied the first place in popularity with 17 million votes, which seemed so desperate.

After a while, Goro Kimura, dressed in a gorgeous suit and adjusting his tie, stood on the stage and began to record the "Thank You Speech for the Title Sponsor".

The chief director Manjiro Akimoto, wearing a baseball cap, also waited next to the camera with an expressionless face.

In the mentor seats, Yayoi Tsuki, Oda Masaru and Hirai Shota also took their seats with serious expressions.

"It's just the order of distribution. Are these instructors here too?"

"It seems that today's recording content is different from the past."

When the first round of survival rankings were announced, several mentors who were not present caused uneasy discussions among the trainees as soon as they showed up.

"Producer representatives, mentors, please take your positions..."

"Dear trainees, please line up at the designated positions. The official recording will begin in five minutes."

The executive director on the sidelines quickly took out the loudspeaker and made a loud announcement.

"Dear trainees, welcome back to the fifth episode of "Idol Birth Festival".

"Today, the first thing we are going to do is the long-awaited "Announcement of the Second Survival Battle Ranking". This also means that 20 companions will bid farewell to this stage after the results are announced..."

Five minutes later, the lights, camera, stage and crew were all in place, and Goro Kimura picked up the microphone and began his opening remarks.

"Well, time is running out, let's start announcing the ranking results right away..."

Amid the tense background music, Goro Kimura began to announce the rankings with a long tail and a heavy breathing tone.

"At the closing date of the vote count, the first place is..."

When he read out "first place", countless eyes in the audience were focused on Xia Fan standing in the first row.

Regardless of envy, jealousy or dissatisfaction, the trainees believed that Xia Fan was the most popular player without any suspense.

"... Yuta Hirano, 15.2 million votes!"

But the name that came out of Kimura Goro's mouth was not the name that everyone had in mind.

"what?!"

"Hiraye? Not Xia Fan?!"

"Fifteen million votes? I can't be mistaken. Xia Fan exceeded seventeen million a day ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the trainees were so surprised that they forgot they were recording a program and started discussing enthusiastically.

This result indicates that the "big devil" Xia Fan has fallen from the first place for the first time since the program started.

"Me? First?"

Even Yuta Hirano himself, who was being given a close-up shot by the cameraman, looked surprised.

"Eh, Hirano has more than me? Did I see it wrong before?"

Xia Fan tilted his head in confusion, subconsciously felt for his cell phone in his trouser pocket, then remembered that he had already handed it in.

He has always attributed his performance to Tianyu Shen from the bottom of his heart and has never cared much about the ranking, but he is still a little confused about the gap between the real-time votes and the ranking.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Everyone, please be patient."

Facing the boiling studio, Goro Kimura clenched his fist and coughed, attracting everyone's attention.