This Star Only Wants More Money - Chapter 32
Translator: Diviner
Xu Feng didn’t show any signs of hesitation when he said goodbye to the art students. Once he got home, he finally picked up his phone and logged into the account he hadn’t accessed for a long time.
Not managing his own account had its pros and cons — the con being that Xu Feng might only find out about any major events involving him through trending topics.
Without a company to help with operations, and with his “portable agent” system being a stingy entity that only looks for resources and money, there was no help in managing his fans.
No public relations were involved, and just the thought of the wild chaos in his comment section was enough to make him shudder.
“I have to rely on reading the news to find out what’s happening to me… What kind of hellish joke is this?” Xu Feng muttered to himself as he logged into his public account.
Once the notifications synced up, the message count in the bottom right corner had already reached 999+.
His posts, comments, and private messages were all flooded.
“Looks like even if I don’t check my account often, I should at least set a high threshold for private messages… like requiring a month of following before they can message me. Otherwise, lunatics will just dump trash in my inbox.”
Given Xu Feng’s performance, most of the “trash” wouldn’t carry much malice. It’d mostly be strange, hard-to-follow essays or people treating his message box like a diary or a notepad.
Some fans even used the celebrity’s chat window as a ledger…
It was both amusing and exasperating.
Xu Feng took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for the possible visual pollution, and finally clicked on the comment section of the only post he had made.
Since he only had that one post, any comments had to be left there.
However, despite all his mental preparation, Xu Feng found the comment section wasn’t as chaotic as he had imagined. While there were still plenty of people being erratic, it somehow maintained a basic level of order, not turning into a complete dumpster fire.
“It’s surprisingly peaceful?”
Xu Feng was a bit shocked and quickly scrolled through the comments. After about ten minutes, he finally discovered the reason for the unexpectedly orderly state of the comment section.
It was all thanks to a user named “Big Bird Spin Spin Spin” who was maintaining order.
They had even set up a fan group in private…
More importantly, all of this user’s posts were very rational and objective, with none of the annoying behaviors typical of toxic fan culture.
“An actual dedicated fan?” Xu Feng sat up straighter after reading the comments. “Is this guy really such a fan of my performances?”
Xu Feng had interacted with “Big Bird Spin Spin Spin” a few times before, but they were just short, business-like exchanges.
Yet, despite the star himself being practically unreachable, this guy’s attitude had remained unchanged. He didn’t leave and even organized a fan group.
Marveling at this, Xu Feng quickly thought of directly messaging this guy to find out more about the “offline fan meetup.”
With his post accumulating tens of thousands of comments by now, trying to sift out useful information from that mess would take a lot of time and effort, and even then, it might not be comprehensive.
Browsing from the middle meant he’d only catch a few snippets. Some important comments might also be buried due to the influx of new ones.
It’d be better to ask someone who had seen everything from the start to explain what had happened.
Opening his private message box and filtering out the useless messages, Xu Feng found more than a dozen messages from “Big Bird Spin Spin Spin” quietly waiting in the chat log.
A rare hint of guilt crept up from the bottom of his heart.
Having ghosted them so many days, he was now suddenly here asking questions and giving nothing in return. For a mercenary, he sure was double-standardizing on this guy, wasn’t he?
He really should send some exclusive goodies to “Big Bird Spin Spin Spin” as a thank-you gift sometime.
Xu Feng clicked into the chat and quickly skimmed through the previous messages.
Most were lists of malicious users, updates on the current fan community’s mood, pictures of custom-made album covers he had played around with, and a bit of grumbling about Xu Feng’s habitual absence.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Feng decided to send a simple and safe greeting: “You there?”
After sending it, Xu Feng thought he’d put his phone down and change his clothes, getting ready for the graduation party performance — based on his experience, replies to such messages usually took a few hours.
But before he could make a move, a red dot appeared in the chat box.
Big Bird Spin Spin Spin: “Well, look who it is! Feng Ye finally remembers his Weibo account password?”
Xu Feng didn’t mind the good-natured teasing, but he was quite curious about the fan’s nickname for him: “Feng Ye? What’s with that name?”
Cheng Luan explained, “Everyone in the fan group calls you that now. When you’re amazing, you’re out there kicking ass like a boss, and when you’re laid-back, you act like a retired old man… So they just combined the two. And yeah, everyone acknowledges your skills — zero talent, all hard work and sweat!”
For fans to give a star such a nickname, it was clear their feelings were complicated.
On one hand, they thought Xu Feng was handsome, skilled, clean, with no scandals — the perfect celebrity. On the other, they felt he wasn’t really putting his heart into his career, that he wouldn’t budge unless paid, and even after all this time, he still hadn’t signed with an agency.
If it weren’t for Big Bird Spin Spin Spin keeping things in check, who knows how chaotic the fan base would have become.
Xu Feng quickly changed the subject to what he was most concerned about: “By the way, I heard something about a fan meetup. What’s that about?”
Big Bird Spin Spin Spin: “Oh, that… So everyone found out you’re going to sing the full version of The Wind Rises at the Luohe University graduation party. They’re treating it like a concert. And since Luohe University is an open campus, we figured we’d show up in person to support you. Doesn’t that make you feel touched?”
After sending that, a few pictures were forwarded.
“Look, we even made light-up signs for you, with your name and the words ‘The Wind Rises.’ When you go on stage, the fans below will wave them to show the younger students the power of example.”
Xu Feng looked through the pictures and was stunned.
Turning a graduation party into a concert… that scene was hard to imagine.
Wasn’t it supposed to be a university graduation party? Are they really turning it into a concert atmosphere?
And who started the rumor that he’d be singing The Wind Rises at the graduation party? How come everyone thinks that’s the song he’ll perform?
When Xu Feng sings on stage and the light-up signs below bear the name of a different song, it could very well become another viral moment.
Here he was, an entertainment mercenary who didn’t bother managing himself, yet he still ended up with so many fans…
Oh well… at least this way, it filters out most of the hardcore, extreme, and fanatical types.
Xu Feng sighed, accepting reality. “So, are you coming then? I’ll make you some custom merch as a thank-you for all the work you’ve done for me.”
Usually, when fans who have direct contact with a celebrity do volunteer work, they don’t get paid; it’s considered a voluntary act. But since this guy had done so much, Xu Feng figured a custom piece of merchandise would be a nice gesture in return.
This time, Big Bird Spin Spin Spin, who usually replied instantly, was silent for more than ten seconds.
Then, a single, enthusiastic word came through:
“Coming!!!”