My sister's live broadcast pushed me to the top of the world

the other side.

On a big road.

Two SUVs and a car were parked on the side of the road.

Several people carrying shotguns and cannons got out of the car in a daze.

One of them spat on the ground and cursed:

"Are you kidding me? Are you driving a car or flying a plane? I finally touched my butt, but the car disappeared in a flash."

"I've been a paparazzi all my life, but I've never met anyone who could beat me while driving."

"Fuck, Jingchen, remember this. If you have the guts, come to the music festival tomorrow. If you dare to show up, I'll let you run away again. From now on, I'll take your last name Jing."

A colleague at the side reminded: "Old Qi, Jingchen seems unwilling to mix in the entertainment industry, and he will most likely not appear there tomorrow!"

"If you ask me, of course I know. Do you know what "big talk" means?" Lao Qi turned his head and retorted angrily.

Next second,

The cell phone in his pocket rang.

When he picked up the phone, Lao Qi's angry expression immediately disappeared.

Then she smiled like a flower:

"Boss."

When the people around heard this, they immediately came closer.

"Boss, it's not that we are useless, it's that we really can't catch up. You don't know that Jingchen drives the car like a racing car, and drifting at the intersection is like playing."

"What! Boss, you're coming to Siya City in person tomorrow? Aren't you following King Liu?"

The people around looked at each other in surprise.

Their boss is Zhuo Dawei, the number one paparazzi in Xia country.

Revealed countless secrets of the entertainment industry.

When I first entered the industry, I followed someone for a whole year in order to uncover some negative information about a superstar with a very good reputation.

In the end, it was discovered that this superstar had a mistress abroad, which immediately ruined his reputation and made him a target of public condemnation.

Their boss became famous overnight and established a firm foothold in the paparazzi world.

But now, such a person actually chose to give up following King Liu, who he had been following for more than half a year and was about to achieve results, and instead followed an amateur who became famous only today.

“What! The number of followers of the blogger who made the video has increased by another million! I see, I see. Your decision is absolutely correct.”

"What! All the paparazzi in the country are rushing to Siya City! Are they all here to ambush Jingchen? Damn!"

"Boss, I'm not relying on you, I'm relying on those guys... So, Boss, what should we do now?"

"The boss is the boss. If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten that Jingchen himself said he was the prince of the Dijing Group..."

Lao Qi nodded repeatedly while on the phone and finally hung up.

As soon as he hung up, my colleague asked, "Lao Qi, what did the boss say? Why didn't he talk to King Liu all of a sudden? Why did he come to us instead?"

"What other reason could it be? Of course it's more valuable to film Jingchen?" Lao Qi said.

"Then there's no need to give up King Liu, who you've followed for more than half a year." The people around were puzzled.

"But what if the value of filming Jingchen is beyond your imagination?"

Lao Qi tapped his phone and finally showed everyone Tan Songyun's Weibo account.

"Look, this woman just filmed a few of Jingchen's guitar singing, and her fan base skyrocketed from single digits to six million overnight, and is still rising like crazy. Tell me, is the boss better with King Liu or Jingchen?"

The paparazzi took a look and said without hesitation:

"Jingchen."

This level of popularity can now be said to be shocking.

No other traffic star can compare with him.

Just ask which celebrity can sing and play guitar in a restaurant or bar, and make an ordinary person who filmed it become a million-level internet celebrity overnight?

No, if this trend continues, it is possible that the number will jump to tens of millions tonight.

This would have been unthinkable in the past.

The level of traffic can no longer be called top-tier, it can be said to be super-super-top-tier.

And there is a high probability that there will be only one super super top star in the future.

Because in their Xia country, it is estimated that there will never be another person who is both a musical genius and a king of the novel world, and has a huge number of book fans in various countries around the world.

Lao Qi said: "The boss also told me that the paparazzi from the entire Xia country are now rushing to Siya City, all to take pictures of Jingchen. We are in Siya City now, and the boss asked us to go and stake out first."

"Squat down?"

"We don't even know where Jingchen is, how can we squat?"

The paparazzi were puzzled.

"Idiot, don't forget that Jingchen himself said he is the prince of the Dijing Group. Where would he live if he didn't stay at the Dijing Hotel, which his company invested tens of billions of yuan in?"

"Yes, the Royal View Hotel! Our road is the direction to the Royal View Hotel."

"Let's go, let's occupy the advantageous position for taking photos first. Besides us, there must be others who have thought of this."

.....

The next morning.

Jingchen took off his eye mask and woke up from the comfortable big bed.

Pulling open the curtains, standing in the presidential suite on the top floor of the Dijing Hotel, I stretched my body while overlooking the beautiful scenery of Siya City.

Finally, he sighed: "It's great to have a life without worries, without having to work, and just spend money."

After saying that, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

Fifteen minutes later, he changed into the sportswear that he had asked someone to buy before he fell asleep last night.

"Good morning, Master."

"Good morning, Master."

"Good morning, Master."

As he walked out of the room, Jingchen heard three sweet greetings from the waitress.

"morning."

"Is my sister awake?"

Last night, Jiang Li vomited all over the place after getting off the car, so Jingchen arranged her to stay in the presidential suite opposite his.

As for Tan Songyun, she was also originally supposed to be given a room, but she seemed embarrassed and refused to go home.

"Mr. Jiang didn't call us, he should still be resting." said the waiter who was in charge of the three people.

"Okay, I see."

Jingchen nodded and went downstairs for morning exercise.

"Master."

But before he had gone far, he was stopped again.

"What's wrong?" Jingchen looked back in confusion.

The three of them looked at each other, pushed each other slightly, and finally the leader spoke.

“Can we take a picture with you?”

“We are fans of your songs and books.”

Jingchen looked at their nervous expressions and smiled.

"Of course you can, just don't spread the photo."

Seeing Jingchen agreed, the three of them immediately nodded excitedly like chicks pecking at rice.

"We will not tell anyone else about this."

A minute later, Jingchen, who had taken the photo, took the elevator to the lobby.

Many hotel staff gathered in the lobby.

As soon as they saw Jingchen, they rushed up to him and asked to take a photo with him.

Helplessly, Jingchen could only spend another ten minutes to meet their request.

"Sure enough, being a celebrity is a very troublesome thing."

After taking the photo, Jingchen sighed in his heart.

After walking out of the hotel, he looked back at the happy faces of the people inside, and thought that they might have been waiting for him here for a whole night, so he smiled again.

"But these are the wishes of our own employees, so it's okay to satisfy them."

After saying that, Jingchen put on a mask and Bluetooth headphones and started his morning run.

Since it was not yet seven o'clock, there were not many people on the street. Jingchen ran very relaxedly and was not too worried about being recognized.

What he didn't notice was the moment he left the hotel.

Countless cameras were pointed at him.

Some people emerged from the trash can.

Some people emerge from the tree trunks.

Some people emerged from under the car.

Some people emerged from under the manhole covers.

Some people even showed their heads directly on the top of another building a few hundred meters away, and the moment Jingchen got up and opened the curtains, they had already aimed their cannon cameras at Jingchen.

The moment they took the photos, they all showed the joy of harvest after hard work.

A few hours of cold wind.

Worth it!!!