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Chapter 174: Burning Ambition

[Who will win the Best Actor award at the 30th Hundred Flowers Awards? ]

[Chen Kun's family and friends come to support him, Xu Ming may become a lonely man]

[Painted Skin vs. Love Is Not Blind, Chen Kun vs. Xu Ming, a battle between a popular young actor and a rising star, who do you think will win? ]

The media people are like celebrating the New Year.

Every time they talk about Xu Ming, it always makes it easier for them to complete their tasks this month.

Some media people even started hanging Xu Ming's posters at their workstations.

Whenever there is a trend of not achieving the KPI for that month, I will immediately light incense and pray.

Needless to say, it’s inexplicably useful.

There was a lot of commotion over at Chen Kun's place. After his classmate finished singing, his partner came on stage.

In contrast, Xu Ming, as well as his relatives and friends, remained silent.

It wasn’t until this morning that I posted a selfie of myself doing a morning run on Weibo.

Beneath the sweat is a confident and sunny smile.

But underneath this scarf, there are only insults.

As a rising star, he blocked the way for too many people and was an eyesore to many people.

The reason why we walk so steadily.

One is the protection of Benshan Media in the early stage, and the other is that he has never lost since his debut.

The only difference is the competition for Best Actor at the Hundred Flowers Awards this time.

With Chen Kun at the front, Zhou Xun opened fire first, and Zhao Bute followed up with a shot, which made his "old friends" feel that they had finally gotten the chance to take advantage of the situation.

There is some hatred here, and Xu Ming had already formed it without even knowing it.

The release of "Love is Not Blind" and "So Young" has squeezed the living space of other movies in the same period.

They dare not target big directors like Feng Dapao and Zhang Guoshi.

But it was easy to feel resentment towards Xu Ming.

However, this one-sided situation was mainly due to Xu Ming.

Although his qualifications and connections are not as great as Chen Kun's.

But at least he made a lot of friends and many companies wanted to cooperate with him.

For people like Gong Li and Zhang Guoshi, as long as they speak up, his situation will instantly become much more stable.

But Xu Ming politely declined their kindness.

Since connections are not his advantage, he might as well just give up.

To die and then to live.

"You and Chen Kun have been having quite a lot of fun lately."

Jiang Wen's rough voice rang out. I hadn't heard it for a while and I missed it a lot.

"Uncle Jiang, aren't you editing Let the Bullets Fly? Why do you still have time to pay attention to these gossips?" Xu Ming said with a smile.

Wow, each of them is a top player in Internet surfing.

"It's almost done. The two of you competing for the Hundred Flowers Award will make more noise than competing for an Oscar."

Jiang Wen complained, "You are not doing well. You don't even have anyone to speak for you. What do you do with that Weibo account? I will forward it to you if you post something."

Even if Xu Ming and Chen Kun are both in "Let the Bullets Fly", he is willing to stand on the side of the former.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be in vain for the child to call him uncle so many times?
"No, please don't get involved and cause more trouble. I have my own arrangements." Xu Ming said helplessly.

"Your arrangement?"

Jiang Wen paused and asked hesitantly, "What are you up to, kid?"

"How can you say it's bad? You can't allow them to canvass for votes and not allow me to? It's just that our ways of canvassing for votes are different." Xu Ming said.

"I guessed that something was wrong with you, otherwise you wouldn't have allowed public opinion to get so outrageous."

Jiang Wen chuckled: "That fellow Chen Kun still doesn't understand you. If he did, he would be on guard right now."

"It doesn't matter if you tell him. This situation is no longer under his control. Besides, the bigger the public opinion, the better it will be for both of us." Xu Ming said with a smile.

The momentum of this year's Hundred Flowers Awards far exceeds that of previous years.

The competition between the two spread to all aspects of online and offline, which was similar to the war between fans in later generations. It attracted the attention of many passers-by, as well as advertisers and endorsers.

There has never been a better time to demonstrate their respective popularity than now.

Even if one party fails, there will be dividends.

Of course, the winning side will reap the greatest benefits.

By the way, he confirmed the time when the other party would join the crew of "The Unknown" before hanging up Jiang Wen's phone.

Xu Ming turned his head and said to Ning Hao behind the monitor, "I just got a call from Director Jiang. He has almost finished editing the film. We can start shooting right after the Hundred Flowers Awards are over this month."

"Thank you for troubling me this time. Such a big director is still here to help shoot a short film."

The place where he is now is a photo studio.

"Haha, I'm just sitting around doing nothing."

Ning Hao glanced at the script and said with a smile, "Your lyrics are quite strong. They make my blood boil. I heard that you even recorded a song for it?"

"There's nothing I can do. We don't have as many people as the other side, so I can only show some talents." Xu Ming shrugged.

What he fears least is his opponent using unconventional tactics.

No one can be more off-the-beaten-path than him.

……

The following week.

Public opinion shows no sign of stopping.

Even if Chen Kun posted on Weibo, it means that he and Xu Ming are good friends.

It also cannot stop his fans and people with ulterior motives from attacking the latter.

Xu Ming's fans stick to the former's Weibo.

Fight back against the abusive netizens.

But we are really weak and alone.

He is well-known, but firstly, he does not follow the idol route. Secondly, he has only been in the industry for a short time, so the proportion of his fans who are loyal to him is small and his fighting power is poor.

In this situation, many fans are desperate.

Then Xu Ming posted a black and white photo, in which he did not have the sunny smile he had last week.

Messy hair, stubble, and those sad eyes.

Looking at the photos, one can’t help but feel heartbroken.

"Whose homeless person is this? Take him away quickly, it will affect Bo Rong."

"Why don't you just sing your Errenzhuan? The film industry doesn't welcome you."

"I think it's okay for the Hundred Flowers Award to be given to anyone, except you. It's an insult."

The next moment, vicious curses appeared in the comment section.

This time, the fans finally broke out with unprecedented fighting power.

Gangs after gangs emerged in the comment section, fighting with the black fans and defending their idols.

Qiming Entertainment.

Xiao Yuan walked in and reported, "Brother Ming, 60% of the fans in the fan club have been mobilized, and 20% have quit the club."

At this point, she hesitated and said, "Should I send the Internet Publicity Department's Internet Troops to help? Those fans are really pitiful."

After all, these people are facing the desperate situation of fighting alone.

"No, this wave of fan cleansing can increase the percentage of die-hard fans. I have to give them the illusion that they are fighting against the whole world for me. Reducing the difficulty will only backfire."

Xu Ming shook his head calmly, and took advantage of this rhythm to gain fans.

He is not lacking in public recognition, but what he lacks is extremely loyal fans with extremely high fighting power.

Xiaoyuan pursed her lips. Compared with Mingge's rationality, she seemed a little too soft-hearted.

"I'll release the recorded song tomorrow to give them some hope. The day after tomorrow I'll put all my resources into it. I want the entire internet to hear it, raise the popularity to the highest level, and then release the short film."

Xu Ming was making arrangements in an orderly manner, and there was no trace of the melancholy in his eyes as he showed in the photo.

There is only a burning ambition.

(End of this chapter)