Chapter 471 - Lets go, off to sign up! (1/2)

Chapter 471: Let's go, off to sign up!

Middle of the night.

Yao Jiancai stared in amazement, ”Bro, that's awesome!”

Zhang Ye laughed, ”Hur hur, I'm just so-so.”

”How on earth do you do it?” Yao Jiancai was still looking at his cellphone screen as he asked, ”Did they somehow get the rankings wrong? Why did the 28 of us drop in ranking, but only you rose up?”

Zhang Ye explained, ”There was a crosstalk actor called Tang Dazhang who seemed to keep finding fault with me and p.i.s.sed me off, and so I began posting some poems, one a day and somehow my rankings rose up little by little.”

Yao Jiancai was stunned. He said, ”Tang Dazhang? I knew him from my days as a crosstalk actor. We've even met a few times before. How did the two of you come to clash?”

Zhang Ye said innocently, ”You should ask him. I didn’t step on his tail first.”

”Then after that you posted a few poems?” Yao Jiancai asked.

”Yea.” Zhang Ye replied.

Yao Jiancai said, ”What kind of black magic is that!? Let me take a look!”

Zhang Ye laughed, ”Hur hur, look them up then.”

Yao Jiancai was still in disbelief as he went onto Weibo to verify Zhang Ye's story. When he browsed through the posts and came to understand what had happened these past few days, only then was he thoroughly convinced. He gave a thumbs up to Zhang Ye and laughed out, ”You sure are great. My bro is still the best! Come, let's drink to that!”

”Here.” Zhang Ye picked up his beer and gave him a cheers.

Yao Jiancai said in admiration, ”Only you can pull of something like this. The others in the entertainment circle do not have any such heaven-defying talents like you.”

Zhang Ye waved his hands. ”I can only resort to such temporary measures for now, but it won't last me for long, and I can't possibly be writing a poem everyday and keep posting them. Even if I did, the people would not want to see it. This kind of stuff needs to be done at the right time, place, and to the right people. At this juncture, those three poems had only brought me a little increase in fame. Once this pa.s.ses, even if I were to write 10 poems a day, it would not mean a thing anymore. The netizens would have become tired of it. Every method can only last you for a few days at most, and so when that day comes, my popularity ranking would definitely drop. It’s just that I managed to last a little longer than all of you.”

Others could only see the glorious side of Zhang Ye bucking the trend with his scolding and face slapping during this time of being banned, but only Zhang Ye clearly understood that all of this was temporary. In a day or two, the situation would still would definitely normalize and he would still be unable to buck the trend any further.

Yao Jiancai slurped a few mouthfuls of noodles and said, ”Yea, this ban is really pus.h.i.+ng us to the edge of a cliff.”

”So let us think of a way together.” Zhang Ye did not finish his noodles, as he was not in the mood to. He just gulped down his beer before saying, ”We can't just wait for our deaths this way.”

Yao Jiancai shook his head, ”Movies, dramas, variety shows, and even novel writing are no longer options we can choose from. What other ideas can we get? Even if we were to invest in ourselves to film an independent show, it wouldn't be allowed to be broadcast on TV. That also applied to anything that would be broadcast on the internet!”

Zhang Ye fell silent.

”Let's drink.”

”Come.”

”We won't call it a day until we're drunk!”

”OK. I am up for it!”

1 can.

5 cans.

10 cans.

The cans of beer were emptied into their stomachs!

After having so much, they naturally became more outspoken. Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai suddenly started to scold the television stations, scolding the heavens as they released all the pent up anger that had built up these past few days.

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The next day.

8AM in the morning.

The house was a mess. The noodle bowls were still scattered across the table with the chopsticks lying discarded on it, while the floor was littered with beer cans as well. Zhang Ye was lying on his bed snoring loudly and Yao Jiancai was leaning on the small sofa snoring as well, as if he were competing with Zhang Ye in terms of decibel levels. The two of them had had too much to drink last night.

The television had been left on.