Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 206 Fault No.
"No, sashimi makes me prone to diarrhea. I'd rather eat tuna eyes. I love this..."

Xia Fan waved his hands repeatedly, picked up a tuna eye in panic and filled his mouth with it.

"Oh? Now that you mention it, Sashimi... I am... quite interested..."

Sitting opposite, Yayoi Tsuki retched without meaning to, and picked up the bowl of "small fish mixed with raw eggs" with a gloomy face...

"Wait a minute, you..."

Under Xia Fan's horrified gaze, she raised her head heroically like a warrior about to go to war, and drank the bowl of swimming fish fry mixed with egg liquid in one gulp.

"Hmm... hmmm..."

Xia Fan, who was sitting across the table, suddenly grabbed his throat.

He only felt that countless tiny creatures were entering the silky egg liquid, wriggling on the walls of his mouth and throat, jumping and breaking between his tongue and teeth...

The unique texture of the tuna eyes and its chewy and juicy taste complement each other and create an unforgettable taste shock!
"..."

He fell backwards silently, trying to break free from Yayoi Tsuki's "foot control" and end this terrible "sensory sharing".

"..."

But how could Yayoi Tsukki let him "disconnect" and leave her alone to taste the hellish taste of her mouth turning into a fish tank...

She stretched her long legs straight, with her toes pointed forward to try to pinch Xia Fan, but accidentally slipped into her pants from the inside of her collar...

There was a sudden feeling of a solid, hot cylindrical stepping on the soles of my feet.

"This……"

Feeling that she had realized something, her face suddenly became hot and she quickly pulled her foot back...

“Ugh…”

Then, Yayoi Tsuki stood up without any celebrity manners, covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"Well... it's really too messy..."

After enduring the pain between his legs, Xia Fan swallowed the tuna eye with difficulty and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This dish of small fish and raw eggs should be eaten with chopsticks in small bites. Miss Yayoi drank it all in one gulp, so of course she choked."

Looking at Yayoi Tsukishima leaving, Jinguji Aoi laughed teasingly.

"By the way, Mr. Xia Fan, according to the preview on the talent show website, the next episode will be the first stage individual performances, and each trainee will be graded and rated?"

"According to the rules, the number of views and likes of the personal introduction interview video will determine the performance length of the first stage. Do you need me to ask my colleagues in Lesson 9 to help watch it?"

After introducing all the dishes, Aoi Jinguji returned her attention to the website while eating fried chicken.

"I am very grateful for your kindness, but there is no need to let more people see such embarrassing videos!"

"Come to think of it, is there a rule that the number of views determines the performance time? I haven't noticed it yet, and I don't know how much performance time I can get based on the number of views of my video?"

After she reminded him, Xia Fan curiously clicked on the "Idol Birth Festival" website and carefully checked the rules...

The program team will comprehensively rank each trainee's video playback volume and likes. The trainee ranked first will get a full three minutes of first stage time...

The trainees ranked last only had 20 seconds to perform.

The difference in performance time from a "full program" to "singing a few lines" will greatly affect the trainee's personal rating.

"Let me see, my current ranking is... No. 1?!"

Opening the real-time ranking of personal video views, Xia Fan couldn't help but rub his eyes... That's right, as of now, his personal video views rank first among the 101 trainees.

"So impressive... Not only is he number one, but he's also number one by a huge margin..."

Aoi Jinguji also covered her mouth in surprise.

The number of views of Xia Fan’s personal videos has now exceeded five million, which is twice as much as the second place Hirano Yuta.

You should know that this trainee once debuted in the overseas group "Bao Tank Boys" and has a fan base.

"As expected of a big star like Yayoi Tsuki, just a few random words can become such a hot topic..."

Thinking that the embarrassing video had been seen by five million people, Xia Fan's mind went blank for a moment.

In his opinion, it must be those curious netizens who wanted to see what the trainee that Yayoi Tsuki "pushed" was like, and they gossiped all the way from social media and gathered to watch.

"No, although my 'assistance' can bring you a certain amount of popularity, your personal introduction video has already been played in the main program, and someone has also posted a clip in the hot word discussion area. Only a few netizens will come to the website specifically to watch it."

“So, at least half of these views are due to you.”

The sliding door moved open, and Yayoi Tsuki, with a weak and flushed face, walked in.

She heard the conversation between the two outside the door and joined the discussion as an "insider".

"It's my own reason... But the number of fans of "The Broken Chrysanthemum and the Sword" isn't to this level, right?"

Xia Fan touched his chin, looking confused.

Many fans of the original novel of "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword", especially those of the "Kazama School", have indeed become his die-hard fans.

However, according to the oracle query, the number of weekly visitors to the "Midsummer Shrine" is only a few thousand, which means that the number of its own "fanatic fans" is about the same order of magnitude...

It is not proportional at all to the millions of views of the video of this person.

“Instead of worrying about the number of views, why not think carefully about what to perform on the first stage?”

"Two or three minutes is enough to sing a complete song. It's not the length of time to just sing a few lines..."

Sitting back in her original position, Yayoi Tsuki held her stomach uncomfortably and reminded softly.

"How do you know? I was originally planning to just sing a few lines to get by. It's just a two or three minute first stage show, and I'm totally unprepared..."

Xia Fan held his chin and thought distressedly.

……

Outside the Wuqibuyou fried food shop, a black commercial vehicle was parked quietly on the side of the road.

"What... after all the hard work, only five million? These fans are not helpful at all!"

In the compartment that was transformed into an independent compartment and filled with various communication network equipment, the petite Aiba Yui sat cross-legged, holding her laptop in her arms and typing frantically...

Since the "Idol Birth Festival" program was officially launched, the homepage of the "Midsummer Shrine" support website has switched to the playback link of Xia Fan's personal interview video.

Countless "summer sickness" fans also responded to the website's call, frantically playing, forwarding, and liking the video, and insisting on recommending it to friends and passers-by on their personal accounts every day.

"Not enough... not enough... absolutely not enough! How can Lord Xia Fan, who is as dazzling as a diamond, be squeezed together with those vulgar women..."

“If we can’t rely on active fans, then we’ll use AI… Yes, create a bunch of extra accounts and use AI to simulate the behavior of active users… Wait until the last minute and then make an effort…”

In the dim carriage, the dim light reflected from the screen lit up her thin-framed glasses, as if her entire eyes were glowing...

(End of this chapter)