This night.
Indeed, many people found it difficult to sleep.
Gu Feng Cai Zi (Literary Talent) Ting Yu.
After the documentary aired, he updated his Weibo.
"The Hua current is the most awesome."
He attached a link to "Ben Cao Gang Mu" (Compendium of Materia Medica).
This Weibo post reignited the excitement that had not yet subsided among netizens!
They all commented under his Weibo.
"Ting Yu is awesome!"
"Holy crap, so arrogant, I love it!"
"As expected of you!"
"@Qin Shou Sheng, reply quickly, is this song awesome or not?"
"Haha, @
"Promoting traditional culture should not just be a slogan!"
"My heart bleeds seeing our traditional Chinese medicine patents being snatched away by others!"
"In this era of mass-produced songs, Ting Yu's appearance is a great fortune."
"My favorite line is: Let me prescribe a folk remedy, to cure your xenophobic internal injuries, with centuries-old Chinese remedies, possessing a strength others don't know, this is what everyone should remember, we should all have cultural confidence!"
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Ding Sheng Entertainment.
Conference room.
A group of executives looked very grim.
"How is the situation now?"
Chairman Qi Shenghua frowned deeply.
"There's nothing we can do, this is the current trend, and we can't find any fault with this song, so our internet trolls have nowhere to start..."
"Mindless attacks are completely ineffective..."
"Moreover, I feel like someone is behind this, our dozens of groups of internet trolls can't even stir up a ripple in public opinion."
"That's right, the comments we post seem to get no reaction at all..."
The executives looked dejected.
Ting Yu's song not only slapped the Audio Channel in the face, but also Ding Sheng Entertainment.
After all, Ding Sheng Entertainment had invested so many resources to pave the way for MC Audio Channel, even forcefully whitewashing him and using groundbreaking Chinese style rap to attract fans for him.
However, with the release of Ting Yu's song, everything they had done before became a joke.
The most infuriating thing was that they were powerless.
Firstly, there was no way to criticize the song's quality or theme.
Even if they hired internet trolls, they couldn't find a single point to attack.
Criticize the singing?
Except for unclear enunciation, everything else was strong.
Criticize the arrangement?
...
Criticize the lyrics?
...
Criticize what!
How the hell can we criticize this?
For a moment, everyone at Ding Sheng Entertainment felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
In the era of traffic, they were like those who controlled the waves, and those artists and internet celebrities were the ships on the sea.
Before, they could make anyone capsize they wanted.
And now, they realized.
This Ting Yu, who had suddenly appeared, was like a divine needle that calmed the sea.
They were utterly incapable of dealing with this person!
"Go investigate this Ting Yu, no matter what, we must poach him to Ding Sheng!"
Lin Shenghua didn't consider for long, and directly told everyone.
His tone was full of determination.
"Mr. Qi, our Entertainment Gala and Ting Yu have already fallen out, will he come?"
"I say, why don't we secretly find some dirt and splash it on him, just ruin his reputation and be done with it!"
"That's right, have a few paparazzi follow him and film, I don't believe he has no dirt!"
"Even if he has no dirt, it's easy to create some."
As everyone was enthusiastically speaking.
Qi Shenghua slammed the table.
He said sternly, "You bunch of idiots, Ting Yu has already become this popular without showing his face. Even if you secretly photograph him, what good will it do to post it online? Who the hell will believe that's Ting Yu?"
Finding Ting Yu wouldn't be difficult.
Secretly filming him wouldn't be difficult either.
Splashing dirt would be even easier.
The key was whether anyone would believe it!
Ting Yu had become this popular, yet he hadn't officially appeared online.
No one on the internet knew what he looked like.
If you hold a pile of photos and tell people, "This is Ting Yu, I've caught him doing something bad."
Would anyone believe you?
Who the hell would believe it?
"Go, no matter what price he asks for, we must bring him over. We've already missed Chen Shu Hao, don't miss Ting Yu again!"
Qi Shenghua rubbed his temples and waved his hand at everyone.
His head hurt.
Only then did everyone leave with sheepish smiles.
Just now, they had instinctively used the methods they used to deal with artists, not considering how incredibly low-key Ting Yu was.
After everyone left, Qi Shenghua finally let out a long sigh.
He took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and began to smoke silently.