This director is vindictive.

Chapter 603 Mom, my idol is better at persuasion than you!

While the wish for Chen Mo to jump into the Pure Land of Bliss was rather abstract, it was still within everyone's comprehension.

However, the one below is different.

This lucky fan was a young girl with purple hair and smoky makeup, the makeup of which surprised many people.

She skipped and hopped onto the stage while chewing gum.

"Come on, what do you want to wish for?" Chen Mo didn't look down on her; after all, she wasn't his daughter, just a fan.

"I want to drop out of school and become an internet celebrity, but my mom said she'd disown me if I do. So, idol, could you please help me persuade my mom? Here's my mom's phone number!" The rebellious girl said, taking out her phone and swiping through her contacts to see the nickname: "Nagging Mom"!
This scene was clearly transmitted to the 100,000 viewers in the live stream, and the live stream audience immediately burst into laughter.

"Wow, she's a young, energetic girl?"

"No problem, this is the most rebellious age. This girl is probably still a minor, right? Tsk tsk!"

"Chen Mo is in deep trouble now!"

"This is really difficult to solve!"

"Did you choose this idol? Wow, you even came up with a reason!"

In fact, this is indeed a big problem.

As a public figure, frankly speaking, given that he is a minor and the topic involves education, if Chen Mo says anything wrong, he will be attacked by parents all over the internet.

"Dropped out of school to become an internet celebrity?" Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and repeated her words, the muffled sound of his knuckles tapping the microphone coming from the speaker. "Didn't your mom chase you down with a rolling pin?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience, and the live chat exploded with comments.

"Holy crap, this girl is brave! She forced her idol to take sides in front of 100,000 netizens!"

Chen Mo: Before I retire from the entertainment industry, do I still have to work part-time as a neighborhood committee auntie?

"Look at Mo's expression! His mouth is twitching like my home Wi-Fi signal!"

The girl suddenly took out a tissue and wrapped the chewing gum in it, which seemed quite polite. However, the next moment, Chen Mo realized that he had praised her too soon. She threw the tissue with the chewing gum on the stage.

Wow, that's really awesome!
Then she pulled out a crumpled report card: "Look! I got 28 in Chinese! You don't need to learn functions to be an internet celebrity, right?" The bright red score looked like it was dripping blood under the camera lens, and Chen Mo's hand holding the corner of the report card trembled.

His lips twitched slightly. Wow, he's really something!

28 points, okay, Chen Mo couldn't help but look down at the test paper, a paper with a score of 150!

"Um, is that not allowed?" asked the girl with purple hair who looked like a spirited young woman.

"Can I know how old you are this year?" Chen Mo asked.

"I'm eighteen years old, and I'm a sophomore in high school!" the purple-haired girl said.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, at least he wasn't a minor.

"Here, give me the phone!" Chen Mo reached out and took the phone.

Viewers in the live stream couldn't help but worry about Chen Mo; there are some things that shouldn't be touched.

Especially regarding the choice between dropping out of school and becoming an internet celebrity.

While making the call, Chen Mo put the phone on speakerphone and asked her, "What's your name?"

"Wang Xiaomei!"

As the familiar ringtone sounded, Chen Mo noticed that the girl seemed a little nervous.

"Hello, is this Wang Xiaomei's mother?" Chen Mo asked.

The room fell silent. From the other end of the phone came the clanging sound of a cleaver chopping on a cutting board, mixed with a middle-aged woman's angry roar: "That brat stole my phone again?!"

Chen Mo looked up at Wang Xiaomei in surprise.

Wang Xiaomei stomped her foot and mouthed silently, "It's my phone!"

The sound engineer maliciously turned up the volume, and the sound of chopping meat made the stage ribbons fall in a rustling motion.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Chen Mo."

The sound of chopping meat stopped abruptly.

Three seconds later, the entire audience heard the dull thud of a phone hitting a flour sack, followed by a piercing scream: "Dad! My daughter's been scammed! The fraudster is impersonating Chen Mo!!" The live stream chat was immediately flooded with "hahahahaha!"
"Hahaha! This auntie is on high alert! I suggest anti-fraud apps use this as their promotional video! #ChenMo: Do ​​I look like a scammer?#"

"This is practically an official debunking operation! Chen Mo himself was immediately identified as a 'high-quality fake account' by his die-hard fans! (doge)"

"Auntie: It's fine for my daughter to be a fan of celebrities, but it's not okay for me to lie to her! (Image: Auntie holding a broom emoji)"

"Hilarious! Chen Mo is probably completely dumbfounded, probably experiencing being mistaken for a telecom fraudster for the first time!"

"From now on, celebrities will have to prove their identity when answering fans' calls: 'Hello, I'm the real Chen Mo, not a scammer...'"

"I suggest Chen Mo change his opening line next time to: 'Auntie, don't hang up! I really am Chen Mo! I can vouch for your daughter's score of 28 in Chinese!'"

"This plot is too surreal! If the scammer could really imitate Chen Mo's voice, he'd probably be rich by now! (laughing and crying)"

Auntie: I would have believed you if you had just said you were Liu Yifei's husband, but why are you pretending to be my daughter's idol? (Angrily throws a flour sack.jpg)

"Chen Mo: His last fan meeting before retiring from the entertainment industry turned into the biggest fraud suspicion of his career (tears welling up)"

Chen Mo felt somewhat withdrawn as he listened to the busy tone of the disconnected phone call.

Good heavens, absolutely good heavens.

Looking at Wang Xiaomei, the spirited young woman across from him who was covering her mouth and chuckling, Chen Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You said you wanted to be an internet celebrity, have you tried?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

“I’ve tried it!” Wang Xiaomei said.

Chen Mo tapped his earpiece, and immediately received a message from the technical staff backstage.

The large screen suddenly switched to the view of the back-end technical staff. A technician, wiping sweat, said, "Mr. Chen! We just checked this girl's account. She received a total of 68.5 yuan in tips across seven live streams, 50 yuan of which came from her uncle."

The entire audience burst into laughter.

Wang Xiaomei also lowered her head, looking extremely dejected.

Amidst the laughter of the entire audience, Chen Mo pushed a whiteboard from backstage and wrote in a flamboyant style:

[Influencer Income Simulation Formula]

Tip of 68.5 yuan - Equipment loan of 2000 yuan - Acne concealer foundation of 198 yuan = -2129.5 yuan

The girl's purple bangs suddenly fell down halfway.

At this moment, a staff member came up and handed Chen Mo a file folder.

Chen Mo reached out and pressed down, immediately silencing the laughter and noise in the room.

"Don't be so discouraged. Being selected from hundreds of millions of people to stand here shows that you're already very capable!" Chen Mo said with a smile.

Many netizens who were initially mocking this "spirited young woman" in the live stream chat suddenly lost their composure.

is not that right?

Although Wang Xiaomei looks like a spirited young woman and her wish is a bit difficult, as Chen Mo said, the fact that she can stand here is already quite impressive.

At least in terms of luck, there's no doubt about it!
“Actually, becoming an internet celebrity isn’t a bad thing. In fact, you’re more suited to it than many people, and you have a higher starting point,” Chen Mo suddenly said.

Wang Xiaomei looked up at Chen Mo with a surprised expression.

The audience of moviegoers and media reporters were all somewhat surprised that Chen Mo would say such a thing.

However, many people soon realized what was happening.

"Really?" Wang Xiaomei asked with a look of surprise.

Chen Mo nodded and said, "By showing up here today, you're already an internet celebrity in a way."

The audience suddenly realized what was going on.

is not that right?

Just by appearing here and making such a wish, she has already made it to the top of the trending searches, and the traffic has come in an instant, at least in the short term.

Therefore, from this perspective, Chen Mo's statement is entirely correct; the other party's starting point was indeed much higher than that of many internet celebrities.

"But what's next? Even if you manage to get started, you have neither education nor skills. What are you planning to do next?" Chen Mo asked.

Wang Xiaomei was immediately stunned.

"Being an internet celebrity isn't easy. Here, I'll give you two options."

Under the watchful eyes of the entire audience, he slowly pulled a book titled "Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Three Years of Simulation" from his file bag. The large characters on the cover were particularly eye-catching under the spotlight. The director gave a close-up shot at the right moment, making this "viral anti-college entrance examination tool" clearly appear on the big screen on the stage.

"Hahaha!" The audience burst into laughter; the effect was hilarious!

Wang Xiaomei stared blankly at the exercise book, her expression instantly shifting from anticipation to despair.

The live stream chat exploded instantly:

"Holy crap! Director Chen is going to give us a live lesson on how to be a decent person!"

"Hilarious, this girl's expression is so real!"

Chen Mo: Want to become an internet celebrity? You'll have to get past me first!

"I'm giving you two choices!" Chen Mo handed the workbook to Wang Xiaomei, his tone suddenly turning serious: "Either start studying properly now, or..."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a second book, "Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Three Years of Simulation," from his file bag and waved it in front of Wang Xiaomei: "Either finish both of these!"

"Pfft!" A member of the audience who was drinking water in the audience spat it out.

Wang Xiaomei stared at the two thick sets of practice books in front of her, her mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg. The audience burst into laughter, some clutching their stomachs and yelling for help.

"Alright, just kidding, don't be so scared!" Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll give you two choices. First, I'll help you sign the TO agreement, on the condition that you at least pass the next monthly exam and you can't cheat!"

Then he pulled out an admissions brochure for an arts school: "Secondly, go to this school to learn makeup—"

Chen Mo looked her up and down and said, "Your eyeliner looks like you've been poisoned. If you were a beauty blogger, you'd probably be sued for intentional injury."

"Don't rush into a decision. You can go back and talk to your family before making a decision!"

Suddenly, Wang Xiaomei, the energetic young woman, had tears in her eyes.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, washing away her makeup and turning her into a mess.

Chen Mo was somewhat taken aback.

"What's wrong with you now?" Chen Mo asked gently.

"I... I just want to cry. At home, my mom doesn't allow me to do anything except study. When I said I wanted to become an internet celebrity, she said she would sever our mother-daughter relationship. Waaah!" She cried out in distress.

"Can I...can I hug you?" She suddenly reached out and wiped away her tears haphazardly, which only made her makeup worse.

Chen Mo spread his arms and said, "Come on!"

Wang Xiaomei immediately threw herself into Chen Mo's arms and hugged him tightly.

After letting go, she suddenly grabbed the "53" textbook and ran off the stage.

Then she suddenly stopped and turned to Chen Mo, calling out, "Aunt Chen, thank you!"

"Pfft!" Chen Mo spat it out.

(End of this chapter)