Chapter 64: If a foreigner performs on the street, it

"Everyone, welcome back."

As he said this, the director almost burst into tears.

Damn it, in terms of popularity, this variety show was absolutely exploding.

But in terms of destructive power, it was also off the charts.

You were just told to perform some clapper talk, and you almost caused a stampede?

"Now that the day's work is done, I wonder how everyone fared?"

"I'll go first," Hua Hua Chenyu jumped in.

"I spent the whole day being a rapper, didn't earn a single cent, and gave it all back to the fans!"

As he said this, he feigned composure, but his gaze swept toward Su Meng intentionally or otherwise.

Last night, his manager had specifically called to warn him.

Exploiting fans in public really hurt one's reputation.

So he had learned his lesson today and didn't dare to take any more money.

"Su Meng, what about you guys? How much did you earn begging today? It must be better than me, right?"

At the mention of this, the expressions on the faces of Su Meng and Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue became rather strange.

The rest of the production team, however, knew exactly what was going on.

They had seen everything that happened today.

But Su Meng's next words left everyone stunned.

"Yesterday, we earned a total of... two hundred thousand and six hundred!"

What?

This number left everyone on site and in the livestream stunned.

This was a full-day livestream, right?

I know you earned 600 yuan; that was your appearance fee.

But where did that two hundred thousand come from?

Su Meng coughed, looking a bit awkward.

"We earned 600 yuan in appearance fees, but, well..."

"You know, the organizers pulled us into a small room later."

"They said our destructive power was too great and their hearts couldn't take us staying at the anime convention."

"So they spent two hundred thousand to pay for peace and get us out of the convention."

"This two hundred thousand... I suppose it was to send away the plague god?"

Pfft~~~~ Quite a few people almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

To hell with sending away the plague god!

But many people thought about it for a second and suddenly realized.

After all, Su Meng had suppressed a riot and saved the organizers from disaster.

This two hundred thousand should be considered a thank-you gift.

Furthermore, Su Meng and his group had directly driven many fans into the convention.

With that kind of popularity, hadn't the organizers and exhibitors made a killing?

Was taking twenty thousand from you really that much?

Having figured this out, the production staff on site subconsciously started to applaud.

After all, Su Meng had saved the day.

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Hmm... although you were the one who caused the trouble in the first place.

Those who watched the livestream knew this, but Hua Hua Chenyu was the only one who didn't.

Hearing this number, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I earned tens of thousands yesterday, and you earned two sesame cakes.

Yet the whole internet is scolding me, while you are being praised to the skies?

I didn't earn a cent today, and you earned two hundred thousand.

And the whole place is applauding you?

Do you have to be so double-standard?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt like going crazy.

"Sending away the plague god? What the hell did you actually do?"

Su Meng said "Oh" and replied indifferently. ===== CHAPTER 147 =====

"Actually, I didn't do much, just called on the fans to stay calm and not cause trouble."

Damn! Images flashed through Hua Hua Chenyu's mind, and he blurted out.

"You actually used the fans' power to blackmail the organizers?"

"How did I not think of that... how could you do such a thing?"

"As celebrities, we must have the awareness of being stars and take on social responsibility!"

"How could you do that?!"

Everyone on site turned their eyes toward him in unison.

The look in their eyes was as if they were watching a mentally challenged child.

On Weibo, a piece of information suddenly went viral.

"I am one of the people who fainted at the anime convention today."

"Now we are all safe and sound, please don't worry."

"However, I have a small question."

"The organizers covered our medical expenses and provided some compensation, which is only right."

"But why did Su Meng's little assistant insist on running to the hospital to stuff ten thousand yuan into my hand?"

"Not just me, they stuffed ten thousand into everyone's hands."

"So the question is, how is Su Meng's little assistant so rich that they could just pull out two hundred thousand?"

This message was originally buried on Weibo, and no one noticed it at all.

But the famous coser Bai Ye Weilai suddenly reposted this Weibo.

She also added a few words.

"The Cult Leader earned two hundred thousand, think about it, think carefully!"

Following her repost, this news instantly became popular in the ACG circle, then quickly went mainstream, and went straight to the trending list.

Netizens in the livestream also discovered this information, and the bullet comments flooded in instantly.

"So, Su Meng earned two hundred thousand and six hundred today, and then gave away two hundred thousand?"

"Oh my, I can't take it, is it too late for me to faint now?"

"Ahhhhh, you guys are so lucky, you got to hear Su Meng's live performance and even earned so much money?"

"I've only heard of fans giving money to stars, but today the star gave money to fans? Rare indeed."

"I declare, from now on I am Su Meng's... no, from now on I am Cult Leader Su's brainless fan, I won't accept any rebuttals!"

"Cult Leader Su, may you reign for ten thousand generations and unify the martial arts world!"

"Hmph! Do you think our Su Qi'er doesn't have brainless fans? Sisters, pick up your pots and pans, let's go to war with Cult Leader Su's fans!"

"Where is the suona army? Play Master Su's battle song 'The Big Funeral', and send them off!"

"Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention! Awaken! The Bossy Fan Group!"

"Everyone, everyone!" The chief director finally remembered his duty.

"Our show has been going on for two days, and tomorrow is the last day."

"What are everyone's plans for tomorrow?"

Glancing at Su Meng, he quickly added a sentence.

"No going to places with too many people!"

Everyone's eyes turned toward Su Meng in unison.

Now, in the hearts of Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue, Liu Liu Liu Tianxian, and the others, they had unconsciously come to regard Su Meng as their backbone.

After all, following Su Meng was fun and exciting, much better than playing alone.

Seeing this, the director couldn't help but sigh gloomily.

If I remember correctly, this episode was supposed to be teams of two, divided into three teams, right?

But now? A weird 5+1?

Su Meng was also a bit indecisive, thought for a moment, and asked.

"What are your thoughts?"

Deng Deng Deng Ziqi didn't even think and blurted out.

"Don't ask me, as long as there's good food."

"Like that big banquet last time, eating it was..."

"Hey, wait!" Su Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had an idea.

"That banquet last time was held in the city, it didn't count as an authentic rural banquet."

"How about I take you to eat an authentic rural banquet?"

"Okay, okay!" A few people's eyes lit up, and they nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

Liu Liu Liu Tianxian, however, was a bit dazed.

"Su Meng, how do you know where there's a banquet?"

Su Meng chuckled, pulled out his phone, and waved it.

"How fresh, do you think my connections are just for show?"

Saying this, he dialed a number and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Hello? Old Wang? Let me ask you, did you take any jobs tomorrow?"

"What? No? Then forget it, I'll ask Old Li."

"Nothing much, just craving, want to eat a banquet..."

Wang Wang Laowu, the head of the Wang troupe, hung up the phone and dialed a number without thinking.

"Hello? Old Li? Do you have any work tomorrow?"

"You really do? That's great, our troupe will go too..."

"Pfft, who's trying to steal your job?"

"Let me tell you, tomorrow our whole troupe will go and put in the effort, helping you out."

"We don't want a single cent, just a meal will do."

"Alright, it's a deal!"

Hanging up the phone, he shouted excitedly.

"Brothers, grab your gear!"

"Master Su is summoning us..."

"Done!" Su Meng waved his phone, looking smug.

"Someone is getting married tomorrow, holding a banquet in the village, we're going there to beg!"

"Wait, you're going to beg at someone's wedding? That's not very good."

Boss Yang said suspiciously.

Others were also hesitant; after all, a wedding is a joyous occasion, wouldn't begging be unlucky?

Su Meng casually took out his broken bowl, tapped it a few times, and laughed.

"Alright then, let's put it another way, we're going to the countryside to perform Lotus Falling, and be street performers for once."

"Su Meng~~~" Seeing a group of people habitually ignoring him again, Hua Hua Chenyu couldn't take it anymore.

"Aren't you just begging? Why call it street performing?"

"You are insulting the words 'street performance'!"

"Oh?" Su Meng was unhappy when he heard this.

"Then tell me, what is a street performer?"

Hua Hua Chenyu snorted coldly, a hint of pride on his face.

"Street performing is a concept introduced from the West, it's part of the urban landscape, a cultural phenomenon, providing ordinary citizens with opportunities for artistic appreciation..."

"Stop, stop!" Su Meng dug his ear, looking disdainful.

"Why make it sound so high and mighty? Isn't it just street performing?"

"We've had this stuff for thousands of years, do we need to import it from abroad?" ===== CHAPTER 148 =====