TRMP Chapter 77

Luo Qi surprisingly didn’t arrange any variety shows for Jiang Yifeng.

He booked an interview and took on two magazine cover shoots, but the dates were all set for a few days later.

Jiang Yifeng was a little surprised. Logically, the company should adhere to the principle of using him to death while he’s hot, exploiting him like crazy in the few days he had heat.

Even if Jin Xin was suppressing resources, it was impossible for him to only be assigned such small jobs.

“Brother Luo, has the company changed its ways?” Jiang Yifeng asked suspiciously.

“No.” Luo Qi lowered his voice and said slowly, “Learn well from Director Zhao, don’t waste the opportunity.”

Jiang Yifeng was stunned.

Luo Qi didn’t say much, and Jiang Yifeng didn’t ask any further. He just lowered his eyes and smiled, “Okay, Brother Luo, I’ll learn well.”

From a single, several-dozen-episode “Mu Yu Ge”, countless clips of Jiang Yifeng could be edited out—his total screen time was less than an hour, yet various editors had created wonders.

That beautiful face, bright smile, the twisted expression when plotting harm, and the lifeless appearance of spitting blood in someone’s arms.

Different combinations could piece together countless fresh memes.

The lively and bustling appearance-based fans had become the best tools for maintaining Jiang Yifeng’s popularity.

And Guan Shaodong’s identity also helped Jiang Yifeng sustain a wave of popularity.

Guan Shaodong explained that the video was purely for promotional purposes for the show, and his interactions with fans were generally based on playful banter, but at a crucial time, he was willing to help Jiang Yifeng.

Haters had always disliked Yan City’s Guan Shao, and could say anything against the video.

Guan Shaodong’s fans…what could the fans do? The video was posted by Guan Shaodong, so they couldn’t scold Jiang Yifeng forceng redu, leeching popularity, so they turned to digging up clues, using Guan Shaodong’s big fan V account identity and popularity to spread the word.

“Guan Shaodong and Jiang Yifeng were originally friends, and besides, Jiang Yifeng is in a public opinion crisis, Guan Shaodong is enthusiastically saving a friend…Guan Shaodong’s new drama Deadpool character originally has a cross-dressing scene, just look at Zhao Wenjun’s interview to know why it was filmed like this…Sometimes understanding deeply, you really can’t help but love Guan Shaodong, such an enthusiastic and wonderful youth, always helping everyone around him with the most sincere heart…”

The big V fan explained in the first half, presented evidence in the middle, and touted their idol in the second half, putting on the airs of a big star and a big fan.

And no matter what attitude Guan Shaodong’s fans had, they were willing to help clarify things for their own idol, providing data for Jiang Yifeng for free.

Jiang Yifeng quietly endured the peak of his popularity, but his traffic was still steadily rising.

This gave Luo Qi, who was observing Jiang Yifeng’s data, the confidence to negotiate with the company.

Jiang Yifeng took advantage of the few days before the interview to find Long Li.

The bottle of light orange, layered perfume was lightly sprayed on the corner of his clothes, the fresh citrus scent long-lasting, like citrus, but also like a very elegant floral fragrance, but not as strong and stimulating as citrus peel.

“I think it smells good.” Jiang Yifeng nodded.

His evaluation of perfume was only one word—”smells good.”

Long Li stood beside Jiang Yifeng, looking down at him sniffing the citrus perfume, and he also lightly leaned closer, approaching Jiang Yifeng and sniffing his nose.

That kind of cold aura enveloped Jiang Yifeng completely.

Clearly, Jiang Yifeng’s appearance was beautiful to the point of being intense, but being surrounded by this cold aura wasn’t abrupt at all.

—It seems he really put the perfume on himself, and not just simply found a reason to say “like.”

Long Li’s originally polite smile finally softened a bit.

“I asked a friend for help, and the trademark can be processed in about a month.”

Jiang Yifeng calculated the time, and a smile appeared in his eyes—calculating the time, on the anniversary of his and Xie Jingshen’s meeting, he might be able to create his first anchor.

·

The future was bright for Jiang Yifeng, and he finally accepted his first interview twenty days after he became popular.

Jiang Yifeng sat quietly opposite the host. The host asked a few very gentle questions, and then suddenly turned to ask about Jiang Yifeng, Chen Ruiyang, and Su Xiaoyu.

“They had conflicts with you at the time, why didn’t you choose to respond at the time?” The host handed the topic to Jiang Yifeng.

Jiang Yifeng paused. He really wanted to directly answer—because at that time, both sides controlled the traffic and public opinion, and if it wasn’t a battle between the two sides, Jiang Yifeng simply didn’t have any channels or opportunities to speak out. Once he stuck his head out, it would be refreshing, but he would permanently lose his eligibility to enter the entertainment industry.

But Jiang Yifeng chose a more tactful way to speak: “When people get along, conflicts will always be caused by unequal cognition and information. If responding only deepens the conflict, then I don’t think it’s necessary.”

The host didn’t expect Jiang Yifeng to answer so euphemistically.

She then asked, “But why do you believe that responding will only deepen the conflict? As long as you explain the matter clearly, after the information is equal, everyone will always know who is right and who is wrong, right?”

Jiang Yifeng shook his head lightly.

“Information cannot be completely equal.”

He lowered his eyes, his appearance still gentle.

Luo Qi gestured to the host, and the host changed to the next question.

Jiang Yifeng was a very gentle person.

He answered many of the host’s questions seriously, and he would directly say if there were questions he couldn’t answer. After the entire interview, the host was also very satisfied, except for not being able to get more explosive topics from Chen Ruiyang and Su Xiaoyu’s matter.

Leaving the camera, she finally couldn’t help but asked, “Why can’t information ever be equal?”

Jiang Yifeng’s answer aroused the host’s interest.

The host was also one of Xiao Yuan’s fans. She asked sharply on stage, but off stage, she looked like a curious baby. Looking at Jiang Yifeng’s gentle and beautiful profile, she only felt that he was easy to talk to, so she asked one more question.

“Actually, it’s very easy to understand.” Jiang Yifeng turned his head and looked over: “Because you can’t make others believe every word you say.”

The host nodded.

Jiang Yifeng also smiled.

Jiang Yifeng gradually felt the impact of popularity.

The role he played was just a small supporting role, and the main supporting roles in the crew were all higher than Jiang Yifeng in terms ofkawei, star power/rank.

When the crew, assistants took care of the actors, the care for those with smaller Tale was a little worse.

However, recently when Jiang Yifeng went to the crew to squat and watch other people filming, he always heard people calling him “Teacher Jiang.” Jiang Yifeng didn’t react the first time, but after several times, he realized that the other person was calling himself.

Jiang Yifeng: “…”

He nodded and smiled. After a day, his face was a little stiff from smiling.

He really didn’t adapt to such an enthusiastic scene.

When the white box popped out, Jiang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief and drilled into the corner of the pillar to chat with Xie Jingshen.

“Xie Jingshen, people are calling me teacher now.” Jiang Yifeng nervously pinched the corner of his clothes, his eyelashes trembling, “It always feels unaccustomed.”

Xie Jingshen cast a doubtful look.

Jiang Yifeng then whispered, “It feels like overnight…”

The popularity or lack thereof in the entertainment industry is a metaphysics.

Some people have millions of fans despite having thousands of black materials, while others are cautious but always rise and fall.

Jiang Yifeng’s previous bold ambition to “become popular” suddenly took a small step, making Jiang Yifeng feel extremely unreal.

“You’ve worked hard for six years, Teacher Jiang.” Xie Jingshen smiled.

He looked at the tangled Jiang Yifeng, saw that he seemed a little overwhelmed, so he pinched the hand of the ugly and well-behaved little doll, comforting Jiang Yifeng’s emotions.

“Teacher Jiang is very hardworking.” Xie Jingshen seemed to like this title very much, reciting it several times, so gentle and affectionate that the tips of Jiang Yifeng’s ears turned red.

He thought it sounded very good when Xie Jingshen called it.

He happily told Xie Jingshen about the progress of the perfume, he had asked

“Teacher Jiang, I miss you, when…can I hug you?” Xie Jingshen’s tongue pressed against his teeth, and as he spoke, he wanted to say something lewd.

Jiang Yifeng’s eyelashes trembled, his tongue pressed against his teeth, and he cursed the pervert softly in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he still couldn’t help but blush and replied, “Wait, wait until I’m a little less busy.”

He was recently busy with work, filming, and the perfume business, juggling three things at once, and Jiang Yifeng was a little overwhelmed.

But he didn’t complain to Xie Jingshen, just became more clingy when chatting at night.

Teacher Jiang, who was independent outside, always had to find support in his boyfriend.

Xie Jingshen, who was being relied on, pouted unhappily, and then tentatively asked, “Then can Teacher Jiang give me a few of your worn clothes?”

Jiang Yifeng: “…”

He felt that Xie Jingshen had been a little lewd recently.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion.

“No.” Jiang Yifeng refused seriously: “I only have a few clothes, I’m a big star, I have to change them every day.”

“Okay, okay, big star Teacher Jiang must have many, many clothes. Then I’ll wait for Teacher Jiang to come and find me in person, I want to take a good look.”

Jiang Yifeng nodded randomly.

He patted his face, happily returned to the set, and raised his head to see Guan Shaodong staring at one direction with an unkind expression.

Jiang Yifeng: “?”

He looked in the direction of Guan Shaodong’s gaze, only to see Gu Miao, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, surrounded by several assistants, discussing something with Zhao Wenjun.

Guan Shaodong and Gu Miao had grievances overqiang fanwei, competing for top billing, so Guan Shaodong’s attitude towards Gu Miao had always been bad—being intimate during filming was filming, but outside the film, he was too lazy to even say a word.

No wonder Guan Shaodong was staring so intently.

Gu Miao seemed to have finished discussing with Zhao Wenjun, the assistants dispersed to busy themselves with their respective tasks, and Zhao Wenjun led Gu Miao this way.

Jiang Yifeng didn’t want to meet Gu Miao, so he dodged to the side, lowered his head to look at his phone, and ignored him.

The distance between the two was so far, but Gu Miao deliberately brushed past Jiang Yifeng, he smiled triumphantly, and bypassed Jiang Yifeng.

Before Gu Miao could be happy for long, the assistant director suddenly clapped his hands, “Forgot to discuss tomorrow’s filming with Teacher Jiang… I have to go back first.”

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave when he heard Gu Miao say gloomily, “Teacher Jiang?”

Everyone’s footsteps stopped.

The assistant director remembered the grievances between Gu Miao and Jiang Yifeng for snatching the role, and only wanted to slip away for a while. He didn’t expect Gu Miao to look over gloomily, “He’s…popular recently?”