For entertainment, I really don't want to be popular

Chapter 2 The First Emergence of Cyber ​​Violence
With the announcement of the rankings, the semi-finals finally came to an end, but the topic about Yan Yi on the Internet did not stop at all, and the topic about Jinglei and Yan Yi also became more and more popular.

At the same time, an interview video about Yan Yi also appeared in front of the audience.

"Excuse me, Bai Yu, what do you think about Yan Yi's ability to win the top three?"

"Haha, I really didn't expect that a person like this who can't stand on the stage can enter the top three, but I will let him leave the stage in tears during the finals."

"What about Cai Kunkun? What do you think of Yan Yi?"

"Yan Yi? I look forward to meeting him in the final, at least the third place is still booked, isn't it?"

"Excuse me, this contestant, what do you think?"

Following the release of the interview video of the contestants on the Internet, the entire Internet exploded, which directly led to Yan Yi's topic being pulled to the top of the Weibo topic list.

Especially after those little freshmen collectively expressed their disdain for Jing Lei, the popularity on the Internet remained high.

At the same time, Yan Yi's song Jinglei was also copied on Douyin, and the melody of Jinglei dominated the whole Douyin overnight.

But what followed was that a large number of musicians and music critics came out one after another and began to criticize Yan Yi's Jinglei endlessly to take advantage of Jinglei's popularity.

"Thunder! Is this also called a song?"

"Hehe, this is the worst song I've ever seen in my career, even my first grade students wrote better songs than this."

"Anyone who likes Jinglei is not my fan, and I don't even bother to be with him."

With the posting of Weibo posts and Douyin videos, Yan Yi's reputation has become even worse overnight, and everyone shouts and beats him like a mouse crossing the street.

But Yan Yi didn't know all of this. At this time, Yan Yi'ao had already returned home, lying on the soft big bed, and fell asleep in a daze. Acting and hypocrisy have long been exhausting his spirit.

Early the next morning, Yan Yi was forcibly pulled up from his sleep by a sudden ringing sound.

"Who, don't sleep early in the morning."

Yan Yi, who got up and exploded, didn't care who was on the other side of the phone at all, and he just got angry when he opened his mouth.

"Uh, hello, Mr. Yan, I'm Fang Yu, the director of China's strongest voice, I think we can talk about the cooperation in the future. In terms of remuneration, we came here with sincerity."

Although Yan Yi's words seemed like he had taken gunpowder, Fang Yu on the other end of the phone did not hang up because of this, but said with a hint of flattery.

"Huh? Huaxia's strongest voice? Didn't I retire? Is there any follow-up cooperation?"

Yan Yi, who was so angry when he got up, couldn't get angry because of the other party's words, and said with some doubts.

"Haha, didn't you apply to withdraw from the competition? But the audience at the scene disagreed. You still won No. 3 in the semi-finals. Please be sure to participate in the finals one week later."

Fang Yu, who has been in chaos in the entertainment industry for decades, can be said to be an exquisite person. No matter how bad Yan Yi's temper is, he still has his own set of solutions.

"What the hell? No.3, how is it possible, no, no, no, I won't go, I've been scolded by the judges, I have a mental illness now, I can't participate in the competition, you just think I've surrendered. "

Although he was a little surprised that he won the No.3 ranking, Yan Yi quickly reflected that the current Yan Yi is completely not interested in the final of Huaxia's strongest voice, and in order to refuse to participate, he directly started to play , even Fang Yu was sweating profusely.

"Mr. Yan, although I don't really want to disturb your training, but if you don't come, you will have to pay our company 5000 million in liquidated damages. Are you sure you don't want to participate in the final?"

Fang Yu saw through Yan Yi's little trick at a glance. To deal with this kind of person, Fang Yu directly took out his own trick. This trick has been tried and tested to deal with newcomers in the entertainment industry, and has never failed.

"What? 5000 million? What kind of black company are you, with such a high compensation!"

Yan Yi, who was already desperately planning to retire, cried out in fright after hearing Fang Yu's words, and this scene was all in Fang Yu's plan.

"Congratulations to the host for triggering the option mission!"

Option 200: The host resolutely resists the oppression of the evil forces and insists on withdrawing from the competition!Reward: [-] million cash.

Option [-]: The host participates in the competition, continues the usual low-key style, and finishes the competition.Reward: Passive skill Iron Lung.

Option [-]: The host participates in the competition, letting everyone see the host’s strength, and sweeps the strongest voice in China!Reward: Obtain the passive skill Charming Voice.

Just when Yan Yi was struggling, the sound of the system suddenly appeared in Yan Yi's ears, and then three options appeared in front of Yan Yi.

"This is another option, I choose two two two two two"

After seeing these three options, Yan Yi once again chose the second option without hesitation. It is impossible to be famous, and we can't afford to withdraw from the competition. We can only be an old bastard.

"Okay, then Director Fang, we can have a happy cooperation. You can have someone come to me to sign the contract later."

Under Fang Yu's coercion and systematic temptation, Yan Yi finally had no choice but to give in and agreed to Fang Yu's competition request.

"Okay, then I'll send someone over to sign a contract with you. During this period of time, there may be some bad rumors on the Internet. I hope Teacher Yan doesn't mind."

Yan Yi's agreement made Fang Yu really happy, and he immediately prepared to come over and sign the contract.

"Okay, let someone come over."

After Yan Yi replied lightly, he hung up the phone, and then clicked on his Weibo account with a puzzled face.

"Ding! Ding! Ding"

"Huo! What's going on, is my Weibo blown up?"

As soon as Yan Yi opened Weibo, he heard a crackling notification sound, and it didn't stop until Yan Yi turned on the mute.

"How can you compare with our brother Yu!"

"What bullshit is thundering, get out of Huaxia's strongest voice!"

"Garbage Yan Yi! Garbage Thunder!"

After Yan Yi clicked on his private message list, Yan Yi's private message column was filled with abusive messages, and Yan Yi's brain was about to explode. At this time, Yan Yi didn't know what happened after he fell asleep. something happened.

(End of this chapter)