Chapter 10: Haven’t you seen what happened to Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo?
When there are doubts on the Internet, there is no need to reason, because the haters and the onlookers don’t want to listen to you, their purpose is just to have fun.

Therefore, the best way to deal with these fun-loving people is to rely on your strength. If there is no fun in eating, they will naturally scatter.

Xia Anruo believes that this new song plus the live broadcast is enough to get rid of all the negative labels on her, and may even allow her to make further progress.

"By the way, Sister Liao, can you help me mail five VIP tickets to someone? I'll send you the address later." Xia Anruo thought of something.

"Okay, I'll go back to the company first."

Liao Qing nodded, without lingering any longer, he quickly left the villa and drove away.

……

At noon, the campus streets were filled with students who had just finished classes.

Having just finished a morning of classes, everyone is now on their way to the cafeteria just to have a hot lunch.

Chu Ze was no exception. He stayed up late to write last night and got up early this morning to attend class, which was full.

I'm tired. Really tired.

I earn $100,000 a day and still have to get up early to attend classes. The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel.

But when I think about the high school students in the neighboring island country, who have to go to school even though they saved the world, I instantly feel balanced.

On the way, Cheng Ran was grinning as he held the VIP ticket for An Ruo that Chu Ze had just sold him.

Chu Ze just received the tickets sent by Xia Anruo last night. Before that, he almost thought that this woman had forgotten about it.

But if you wanted to send it, why didn’t you send it earlier?
There are now An Ruo's haters everywhere on the Internet, and the scalper tickets for her concert have been slashed in half. The scalpers are afraid that if An Ruo's reputation collapses, they will be stuck with these tickets.

I have lost hundreds of millions!
The more I think about it, the more unhappy I become.

Chu Ze kicked Cheng Ran, who was still smiling obscenely and not looking at the road, and said, "Stop smiling like an idiot. Look at the road."

"Fuck, why are you kicking me?" Cheng Ran lost his balance and was almost kicked off the curb.

"If you want to hack into a telephone pole, I won't stop you." Chu Ze pointed at the pole in front of him.

"Won't you remind me?"

"You can, but you don't have to."

"Fu..."

Cheng Ran wanted to do something but couldn't, so he endured it for the sake of the ticket.

But the next moment...

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind Cheng Ran, and before he could react, he felt someone kicked his butt again.

This time he kicked off the curb and almost fell flat on his face.

"Fuck, who the hell is it again?" Cheng Ran was angry.

"I'm a passing Kamen Rider!"

In the sunlight, a boy with a 3:7 side-parted hair and a gentlemanly temperament, who was pushing his glasses up with his middle finger in a coquettish manner, stood in front of the electric pole and replaced the position he had just stood in.

This person is Lu Zihao. Like Cheng Ran, he was Chu Ze’s roommate in dormitory 604 before he moved out.

Hey!
Do you think there is something wrong with those who watch special effects movies? They don’t like to speak human language.
Cheng Ran jumped onto the curb and very "friendly"ly grabbed Lu Zihao's neck.

I’m playing based on the card face!

"What are you holding in your hand?" Lu Zihao noticed the money in Cheng Ran's hand and changed the subject.

"Oh, it's just tickets for VIP seats in the inner field of An Ruo's concert at the end of the month." Cheng Ran's attention was diverted as expected, and he immediately pretended to be indifferent.

Damn it, you have to pretend to be more realistic.

Who asked you to introduce it in such detail?
The corners of your mouth are raised to the sky. Even the Dragon King can’t make your mouth as crooked as yours.

"Oh, An Ruo, no wonder you had such a lewd smile on your face just now..." Lu Zihao was no longer surprised.

Cheng Ran, who is pushing people alone, has gone crazy.

"By the way, hasn't she been scolded recently?" Lu Zihao remembered something.

"Tsk, isn't that because there's some idiot trying to lead the trend?" Cheng Ran had naturally also paid attention to that article.

To him, it can be summed up in four words: bullshit.

Awkward black, pure and simple black!

"But to be honest, An Ruo's songs in recent years are really not good." Lu Zihao put on an expression that said "I'm just a passerby, telling the truth."

Cheng Ran was unhappy when he heard this: "What's wrong with it? Please stop talking nonsense, it's been the same level for so many years, and isn't her song "If" good?"

Beautiful words and beautiful language.

"Isn't that the song she sang when she first debuted four or five years ago?"

When An Ruo first debuted, she became famous with the song "If". Unfortunately, her peak was right after her debut. The songs she released in the following years were not unpopular, but they were not in line with her popularity. The quality of her songs was also disappointing. Her only hit song "If" is now considered old stuff.

As expected, the old guy’s stand-in is the most useless.

"Wasn't last year's "Very Quiet" good? It almost won an award." Cheng Ran said, and suddenly turned to Chu Ze, "Brother Ze, what do you think?"

Chu Ze, who was still eating Xia Anruo melon, was suddenly called out and was stunned for a moment.

You want me to evaluate?
I haven’t even heard of it, so I give it an 8!

If you force me to say it, I can only say...

"I feel like I'm not as good as God..."

"?"

"○What is God's song?"

"It's not a song, it's a brand new open world adventure game independently developed by mhy... I forgot what happened next..."

"..."

Cheng Ran: "Are you sick?"

Chu Ze: "Do you have medicine?"

"Shabi."

"Bounce back."

“The rebound is ineffective.”

"Invalid your invalid."

"..."

What elementary school student.

"Do you want to eat?" Lu Zihao interrupted the two students' elementary school quarrel.

If they keep arguing, I feel like they will keep arguing here all day.

"Eat, eat, eat. Which cafeteria are we going to?" Chu Ze was so hungry that he felt like he could eat a person alive.

"Let's go to the second cafeteria. There are fewer people there." Lu Zihao thought about it.

"Where's Lao Yu?" Cheng Ran looked around and found that the four kings of their dormitory 604 were missing a joker.

"Let's go back to the dormitory and order takeout." Lu Zihao said.

"Tsk, the 2D world is just rich." Chu Ze clicked his tongue.

"That's right, we pay the virtual anchor every day." Lu Zihao sighed.

"He's the same as Cheng Ran. He has money but gives away women who have nothing to do with him every day. He doesn't even know how to reward his brothers." Chu Ze said sarcastically.

"Don't you have money too?" Cheng Ran glanced at Chu Ze.

You just made 2,000 yuan from your buddy’s ticket money and you’re still pretending to be poor, right?

"How do you know I made 100,000 yuan the day before yesterday?" Chu Ze looked shocked.

"???"

Did I ask you?
Wait, one hundred thousand dollars?!
What the hell!

"Chu Ze, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die! You didn't even bring your brothers with you when you had the chance to make a lot of money?" Cheng Ran howled in pain, as if the hundred thousand yuan was taken from him.

It’s more painful to see your brothers making money than to lose money yourself.

"Yeah, that's so unkind. What's our relationship, right, godfather?" Lu Zihao's tone seemed very calm.

But could the smile on your face not be so twisted?

It seems like if you don't tell me honestly where you made the big money, I'll let you try the effect of chanting to your father's treasure: "A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live under others for long?"

"You know me, as a writer..."

"so?"

"So it's quite reasonable for a rich man to give me a reward of 100,000 yuan for the novel I wrote, right?"

"Is it reasonable?"

"I think it makes more sense than a car mechanic carrying a wrench."

This answer obviously did not satisfy his adopted sons, and the consequences of not satisfying his adopted sons were already given in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms":

Haven’t you seen what happened to Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo?

(End of this chapter)