Chapter 366: Bragging Rights
Chapter 366: Bragging Rights
Translator: Min_Lee Editor: Tennesh
When Anna's fans recovered their composure, they realized that something was wrong. They couldn't put up with this.
And so the live audio feed featured a face-off between Anna's fans, who appeared to have squeezed every last ounce of energy left in them and cried hysterically, and the mayhem brought on by Fang Zhao's fans and the photographers.
Neutral parties wondered who they should support. Forget it, I'll just chant what the person next to me yells.
In an atmosphere like this, one would feel bad not taking a side.
Eventually, the mood hit its ultimate climax. At that point, words became meaningless. A simple cry of "ah" sufficed.
So shouts of "Fang Zhao" and "Anna" eventually blurred into one loud chant of "ah."
The sense of excitement that gushed forward from all four corners had a dizzying effect on Anna, who was at the center of the storm. The smile she wore was no longer contrived. It came from the bottom of her heart. She was happier than she had ever been winning an award.
Outsiders didn't appreciate the moment, but as a regular at film festivals, she knew clearly how rare a response like this was. Even if she didn't win an award, this trip was worth it!
Not far from the venue, fans who hadn't been able to stake out a spot outside the ceremony tuned into the live broadcast.
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw the situation on the screen.
Zuo Yu shivered, his body covered in goosebumps. "Is our boss this popular?"
Yan Biao was baffled. "Don't they say that newcomers are at a disadvantage, appearing at an event like this?"
Zuo Yu turned toward Nanfeng. "Did you hire fake fans? Did you arrange for professional fans to set the tone?"
"No way! I just hired a few bodies. Just judging from the number of journalists and the number of fans outside the venue, you can tell it's something way beyond my reach." Still, Nanfeng was blown away. He was ecstatic.
Nanfeng had been worried that an acting newcomer like Fang Zhao might not receive a warm welcome. When he'd found out that Anna was his red carpet partner, he had felt somewhat reassured. With this Huangzhou superstar as a partner, the response definitely wouldn't be lukewarm, even if the cheers were all for Anna.
But the reality far exceeded his expectations. The way things were unfolding, Fang Zhao's fans might crowd out Anna's!
The excitement of the photographers wasn't something anybody could provoke. They had seen their share of superstars. Nanfeng wasn't entirely sure why they had responded to Fang Zhao this enthusiastically. He wasn't a professional photographer. He couldn't understand what had motivated them. But he could tell from the live broadcast that Fang Zhao's aura didn't fall short of Anna's.
Nanfeng was so emotional that he was near tears, yet there was nowhere to vent his sense of vindication; Zuo Yu and Yan Biao were on a different page. So he sent a message to the chat group made up of his friends from the entertainment industry.
"Did you watch the live broadcast? That's my boss!"
"That's quite something—performing so well on his debut 'Golden TV Series Gala' red carpet. Look at how the photographers responded! Nanfeng, you're a rich man now!" one friend congratulated him.
"If you have any business needs in the future, don't forget about your brothers! We'll give you a discount."
"Hahahaha! Of course, of course!" Nanfeng was quite pleased with himself. He applauded himself for having the foresight to switch employers. Stars with Fang Zhao's talent and luck weren't easy to come by.
"After enduring so much hardship over the years, I don't know how to describe my emotions now." Nanfeng's eyes were bloodshot, his hands shivering.
"Is it the same kind of excitement that a pig farmer feels when his pig is ready for slaughter?" another friend suddenly wrote.
"Yeah... My ass! What are you talking about?" Nanfeng furtively glanced at Zuo Yu and Yan Biao. He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that neither had looked his way. How could you compare Boss to a pig? Even if he were a pig, he'd be a prize pig. Would you be excited if a prize pig was ready for slaughter?