The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 72 (Patreon)

Chapter 72

098: "Host, I remember you haven't confessed yet, isn't it a bit inappropriate to bring up family wealth now? If the host gets rejected, it'll be embarrassing!"

Then 098 saw the man swiftly take out his wallet and hand it to his host, "Baby, spend as you wish."

"..." Feeling embarrassed again.

After the live broadcast, due to the controversy surrounding Zhan Nuan Huan and the effective promotion, "Spiritual Tribulation" suddenly became popular throughout the entire industry.

At the same time, the pseudonym Zhan Nuan Huan also gained popularity.

[I've never heard of Zhan Nuan Huan before. Where did this person come from? His voice is so charming! Don't ask me why my ears feel pregnant!]

[The person above is exaggerating. I actually think it would be better if Sir Will came to dub with Xing Wushang. I'm looking forward to Sir Will.]

[The person above must not have listened to "Spiritual Tribulation". The audio explosion is automatic! What I'm most looking forward to now is having a boyfriend as domineering as Sir Will. Ah, I forgot I'm a guy.]

[Upstairs, 6666, from now on, I'm a die-hard fan of Zhan Nuan Huan!]

[I originally came for Yun Juan Yun Shu, but his performance was a bit disappointing. Now, I've been completely won over by Zhan Nuan Huan's strength. Just for Zhan Nuan Huan's voice, I'm willing to be under him!]

098: "Haha!"

"What's so funny?" Ling Chunann's cool voice came.

098 quickly stifled his laughter and said seriously, "Nothing, not funny at all." Then, adding, "Really!"

Compared to Ling Chunann's leisure, Bai Zishu felt like he was living in a difficult situation. Because of the complete overshadowing during the live broadcast, he began to cry again. Thinking about the trouble he had after last time he cried, he raised his hand and then put it down. He went to the bathroom to calm down. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that Tang Lingfeng had already left the channel. Thinking about the embarrassment he had faced today, he decided to suppress his desire to confess today.

With these thoughts in mind, Bai Zishu logged onto his Penguin account. Looking at the familiar avatar in the lower right corner, he relaxed a bit. Then he saw a more impressive name, and his expression immediately turned cold. Finally, he clicked on the chat box.

Zhan Nuan Huan: "Sorry, something came up just now. Didn't get a chance to greet you. Do you still like my surprise?" \[Cute\]

Bai Zishu's expression twisted for a moment, his hand trembling with anger. It took him a while to calm down and start typing.

Yun Juan Yun Shu: Is this Zhan Nuan Huan?

Zhan Nuan Huan: Huh? You didn't recognize me? I specifically used this name.

Yun Juan Yun Shu: Haha, I was just a bit surprised. Your voice is really nice.

Zhan Nuan Huan: Is it? Thanks for the compliment. It was a pleasure working with you. Looking forward to collaborating again.

Yun Juan Yun Shu: Okay. \[Smile\]

098: "Host, mocking someone's intelligence like this will get you punched."

Seeing Bai Zishu, visibly angry but still trying to deceive Ling Chunann by typing, 098 couldn't help feeling a little sympathy.

As expected, after chatting with Ling Chunann, Bai Zishu broke his newly purchased laptop again.

Since coming to this world, Ling Chunann had developed a habit of browsing forums when he had nothing else to do.

In the next half month, as "Spiritual Tribulation" became more and more popular, the CP fans of Zhan Nuan Huan and Yun Juan Yun Shu also grew rapidly, pushing the two to the forefront of discussion.

Now, almost half of the hot posts on the forum were discussing the affection between them.

One day, after Ling Chunann finished his treatment, he clicked into the forum and habitually glanced at the first few posts on the homepage. Suddenly, he noticed a highlighted hot post.

The OP's pseudonym was "Rich Guy and Zhan Nuan Huan Are a Perfect Match."

Ling Chunann glanced at the name and then shifted his attention to the post. The title was "Compared to Yun Juan Yun Shu, don't you think Rich Guy and Zhan Nuan Huan have more chemistry? There are pictures and evidence."

The post had already reached over 3,000 comments, posted yesterday evening.

The OP posted a picture as the first comment, which was a screenshot of the night when Mo Yuzheng sent rockets to Ling Chunann during the live broadcast, with a caption: "Rich Guy's support."

1st comment: "Damn! So many rockets! It's lit!"

2nd comment: "Just passing by as a confused bystander. What's going on?"

3rd comment: "For those who don't know, one rocket is equivalent to 100,000 soft sister coins. I just counted, there are seventeen rockets in the screenshot, and it seems they're still coming."

...

52nd comment: "Who is this Rich Guy? CP fans of Huan Shu firmly resist changing the CP!"

53rd comment: "Supporting Huan Shu for life!"

54th comment: "I was there that day. Speaking objectively, I felt that Yun Juan Yun Shu's presence was too weak during the live broadcast, completely unable to keep up with the pace set by Huan Shu. The whole thing was led by Huan Shu. If we're talking about a CP, I don't think the two of them are suitable."

The almost disdainful comment in the 54th comment section immediately angered fans of Yun Juan Yun Shu.

The next hundred or so comments were all arguing against the 54th comment and supporting Zhan Nuan Huan.

...

200th comment: "But to be honest, I'm not ugly. Modest makeup, and I look eight and a half points. I've even live-streamed and shown my face, but why hasn't a rich guy been interested in me? If there's a rich guy browsing the forum, I just want to say, please support me."

201st comment: "The person above has no shame. Being modest about looking eight and a half points, maybe a rich guy decided not to support you after seeing your face. And in modern society, not wanting to work hard and be independent, only wanting to gain without putting in effort, is a disgrace to our young people. In this regard, I just want to say, where are the rich guys? Please let me cling to your thigh!"

202nd comment: "Haha, the person above is so cute. If I were a rich guy, I'd guarantee you a hug. Saying that, I looked at the half-eaten instant noodles on the table... Where are the rich guys?! Serve me one!"

203rd comment: "Hehe, the fighting spirit of the younger generation has been ruined by you unrealistic people who dream of being freeloaders. As a promising

 young person like me, I will never succumb to a mere rocket. Ah? More than ten? Where are the rich guys?! Let me cling to your thigh! Preferably someone who has attended university."

Just as a group of uninformed onlookers were queuing up one after another, the OP appeared again.

Rich Guy and Zhan Nuan Huan Are a Perfect Match: Let me explain why I think Rich Guy and Zhan Nuan Huan have affection. Firstly, I believe everyone has noticed the screenshot in the main post. There are seventeen rockets in the main post, equivalent to 1.7 million soft sister coins. And that night, Rich Guy gave a total of twenty-three rockets to Zhan Nuan Huan. I believe for most people, this is not a small amount. Secondly, and most importantly, have you not noticed that Zhan Nuan Huan and Rich Guy both logged off the channel at the same time that night?

505th comment: They logged off at the same time, could it be...

506th comment: Could it be as I thought, they live together?

507th comment: Impossible?

508th comment: I have a private relationship with Zhan Nuan Huan. I called him a few days ago, and there was indeed someone else's voice in the background.

...

Looking at the explosion of comments below, Ling Chunann raised an eyebrow. Most of them were criticisms from Yun Juan Yun Shu fans, engaging in heated arguments with a group of dissenting voices. Whenever the heat seemed to dissipate, a few alleged friends of Zhan Nuan Huan would emerge, each revealing some dark history about him, tarnishing his reputation.

"These people are just talking nonsense! No one has called or messaged you in the past few days!" 098 was so frustrated he almost jumped. "Host, do you want me to trace the IP?"

"Other than Bai Zishu, who else would do this?" Ling Chunann countered.

098 fell silent, then dutifully traced the IP. Despite the clever use of proxies, they managed to uncover Bai Zishu's tracks, confirming that the most active provocateur was indeed Bai Zishu.

"Record them," Ling Chunann instructed. "Help me draft a Weibo post. Hmm, let's use my recent call logs and bank statement as images."

Although Bai Zimu wasn't particularly favored at home, he had never lacked for allowance or spending money since childhood. Being thrifty by nature, he had accumulated a seven-figure sum in his bank account over the years. Since Ling Chunann's arrival, he hadn't spent much, instead investing his idle funds in the stock market.

After selecting a few stocks, Ling Chunann left them in 098's care. So, he wasn't entirely sure of his current bank balance, but it was certainly more than before.

Upon hearing Ling Chunann's instructions, 098 hesitated for a moment. "Host, do you really want to flaunt your savings?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, none at all."

While Ling Chunann had accumulated considerable wealth over the years as an actor and investor, he had refrained from flaunting it publicly due to his public persona. Now, as an ordinary person, accused of being kept by someone else, what harm could there be in flaunting his savings?

Thinking this, 098 felt that his host's decision was absolutely correct. With renewed enthusiasm, it collected Ling Chunann's recent call logs and bank statements, adding a mosaic where necessary, then posted them online.

Zhan Nuan Huan's Weibo account was newly created, with only one repost about "Spiritual Tribulation" and no other posts. Thanks to the recent drama, his followers had soared to over twenty thousand. The previous night's controversy had doubled his fanbase overnight.

The savvy 098, after being entrusted with full control by Ling Chunann, was moved for a few seconds before opting for the most sensible and acceptable approach it had seen in a previous world.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhan Nuan Huan. 'Spiritual Tribulation' is the first drama I've been involved in since joining the industry, and I hope you all enjoy it. I'm quite introverted, and the only friend I have in the industry is my screenwriter Qingqing Caodi. I'm deeply touched by the many friends who claim to have a personal connection with me recently. Lastly, I made a little money from investments recently, so I'll be giving away a thousand yuan red packet to each of the hundred fans who repost and follow me. Thank you for your support. [Images]"

The images included Ling Chunann's recent call logs and a bank statement showing an eight-figure balance.

"[Zhan Nuan Huan turns out to be a big shot! Tens of millions are just pocket change, amazing!]"

"[Support Zhan Nuan Huan! Those randomly attacking friends are shameless. Reposting, and I declare, it's not for the money!]"

"[Am I the only one curious about the phone number labeled 'Staple Food' under mosaic? Even though it's blurred, based on my experience, those two characters seem to be 'Rice Bag'?"

"[Heh, these capitalist pigs, always flaunting their wealth. All I can say is: Zhan Nuan Huan, I'm in the front row, does that increase my chances of winning?]"

...

The comments remained harmonious until after a thousand, when suddenly, a discordant voice emerged.

"Who can't photoshop? Can these two images be any more fake?"

"Agree with the comment above. I don't understand why so many people are still praising such fake images. People nowadays are so money-minded."

After these two comments, many others began to join in criticizing Ling Chunann.

"I'm a professional photo editor, and except for the mosaic, I haven't detected any traces of tampering in these two images."

Suddenly, a voice defending Ling Chunann was inserted, only to be drowned out by the dissenters.

098 was furious. "Host, I want to take down Bai Zishu!" Hiring internet trolls was despicable.

"Don't be hasty, wait a few minutes," Ling Chunann said, playing a mobile game. With Mo Yuzheng particularly busy lately, it was usually Yuan Zhengxing accompanying Ling Chunann during the day. Now, Yuan Zhengxing had been sent downstairs to juice watermelons by Ling Chunann, leaving him somewhat bored.

"Host, Bai Zishu reposted your Weibo!"

Yun Juan Yun Shu: Please think rationally, Zhan Nuan Huan used to be my fan, and now we're still good friends. The two images below are just his way of joking with everyone. Please don't get too excited. @Zhan Nuan Huan: Hello everyone...

"How can there be such shameless people?" Seeing Bai Zishu's hypocritical words, 098 was very angry. "By saying this, more bystanders will think your images are fake."

"Alas," with a sigh, Ling Chunann's phone screen turned gray, showing "game over." He raised his head in dismay. "098, I had finally reached ten thousand meters."

"...I'm sorry, host, I was wrong," 098 apologized hastily. "So, what do we do now?"

Setting aside his phone, Ling Chunann looked at his Weibo account, completely overrun by Bai Zishu's internet trolls. While there were still some fans speaking up for him, their combat effectiveness was clearly lacking. After pondering the words "Yun Juan Yun Shu" for five seconds, Ling Chunann didn't immediately answer 098's question. Instead, he asked, "What's our comeback value now?"

Typically, Ling Chunann didn't pay attention to his comeback value unless it was below ninety percent and showing a growth rate of less than five percent. So, he hadn't been keeping track recently.

Hearing Ling Chunann suddenly ask about this, 098 was suddenly moved. Finally, his host remembered the comeback value!

"Back to the host, the comeback value is now at 40%." With only 60% left to reach 100, the natural increase in comeback value during this period was all caused by Ling Chunann himself. Seeing this trend, 098 felt that if things continued like this, Ling Chunann wouldn't need to intervene, and the male lead would dig his own grave.

Ling Chunann remained noncommittal about the comeback value, saying, "Hmm, today, let's aim to raise it to 70%."

"Huh?" 098 was surprised. "Host, what are you planning to do?" Was he

 planning to drag the male lead out and do something to him?

"Nothing, I suddenly remembered there's something I need to take care of. We'll deal with this later tonight." Ling Chunann smiled and petted the bun sleeping by his feet, then turned to Yuan Zhengxing, who was entering with a tray of freshly squeezed watermelon juice. "Get the car ready, I need to go out for a while."

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