The continuous stream of various news messages threw the internet into chaos.
Lin Yanzhi and Jiang Nan also became the focus of everyone's attention.
Not only was China paying attention, but overseas entertainment companies were also watching.
Lin Yanzhi's move was a trial run for capital entering the domestic entertainment industry. Many companies had reached a tacit understanding: as long as Lin Yanzhi could become a top celebrity in the domestic entertainment scene, then the method of throwing money at it would work. Entertainment companies were not short of money. The domestic entertainment industry was in a recovery phase, and everyone wanted a piece of this massive cake.
The cultural war had never stopped, especially the current effeminate culture, which had been repeatedly criticized by the authorities.
This was because if a nation lost its rightful spirit, it was bound to lag behind the times.
This was an invisible cultural war that had already affected many Eastern countries. The current dominance of "little fresh meat" in the domestic entertainment industry was a direct copy of Korean and Japanese culture, and this was not what young people called popular. It was a cultural enslavement.
It was the United States' attempt to enslave Japanese culture and reshape their national character, using "de-masculinization" to remove the Japanese people's spirit, thus making them easier to control.
It was unexpected that this kind of culture would become so popular in Eastern countries, not only affecting Japan but also Korea and several neighboring countries, and even reaching China. This effeminate culture was promoted by young people. If the authorities had not intervened forcefully, its influence would likely have been even greater.
The renewed influx of foreign capital also worried many industry insiders.
Unless it was banned again, it would be difficult to resist this cultural invasion.
But at this moment.
Jiang Nan and Ting Yu stepped forward.
Although Lin Yanzhi was just a stepping stone for foreign capital, Jiang Nan's direct confrontation earned him the admiration of many domestic peers.
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As for the person involved, Su Yu.
He never imagined that by merely seeking to retaliate against Lin Yanzhi for riding on his coattails, he would inadvertently gain the reputation of a national hero.
However, he had no time to care about these matters now.
Because Su Xiaoling had made him feel quite flustered.
His parents and relatives were busy today, so Su Yu was asked to look after Su Xiaoling temporarily.
After returning from school, she had been sitting on the sofa, looking dejected.
No matter how Su Yu tried to amuse her, she hugged her knees, her expression one of wronged pouting, which made Su Yu's heart ache.
When had his usually lively and cheerful sister ever been in such a state?
Su Yu's first thought was that Su Xiaoling had been bullied by classmates at school, but then he reconsidered. That shouldn't be the case. Su Xiaoling was more likely to bully others; how could she be bullied?
After asking several times, Su Xiaoling could only continue to wipe her tears, unable to answer.
Su Yu decided to bring out his big guns.
"What's wrong with Little Ling today? Can you tell Little Yu big brother?" Everyone said that to communicate with children, one should act like a child, so Su Yu, mimicking Su Xiaoling's usual voice, asked in a childish tone.
"Pfft..." Su Xiaoling's tears were about to fall, but she let out a laugh at Su Yu's teasing, even snorting with a snot bubble.
"Which little rascal dared to bully my Little Ling? I'll tell him not to leave school tomorrow!" Su Yu continued, seeing that his efforts were working.
Su Xiaoling immediately stopped crying and smiled. She climbed into Su Yu's arms, resting her head on his chest, and sobbed, "No, it's because my teacher was unfair, so I'm a little angry..."
It had been two weeks since school started, and the school's singing competition was in preparation.
Su Xiaoling had been practicing the competition song.
Her opponent this time was Qian Chengcheng from Class Two, who was also singing a children's song. Su Xiaoling was full of confidence.
But yesterday, the teacher told her after class that Qian Chengcheng would be performing with his singer father and asked if she wanted to change the competition to an exhibition match.
After all, with Qian Chengcheng's singer father helping, Su Xiaoling would definitely not be able to win.
However, Su Xiaoling was very stubborn. She had originally planned everything perfectly: after winning the competition, she would tell all her classmates that her brother was the "God of Songs" Ting Yu.
Now that an adult was joining the competition and performing a professional song, she felt it was very unfair. Moreover, if she lost, her claim of having a "God of Songs" brother would be useless.
"An exhibition match is also good. After singing, you can still say you have a God of Songs brother. Why insist on competing?" Su Yu asked, stroking her head.
"Because I can't stand Qian Chengcheng's arrogant demeanor. So what if he has a singer father? I have a God of Songs brother, and he's not this嚣张 (arrogant). He even came to our class and told me to withdraw from the program, saying that many classmates at school are fans of his father and want his father to sing one more song. I really wanted to tell him that 'The Invincible" was written by my brother, but I held back," Su Xiaoling said indignantly.
"Why did you hold back? 'The Invincible' is so popular, and if you said it, your classmates would help you." Su Yu was amused by her expression and said with a suppressed laugh.
However.
He never expected.
Su Xiaoling directly said something that made his jaw drop.
"If I say it now, I won't be able to show off later."
Her beautiful eyes blinked rapidly as she looked at Su Yu, her tone very calm.
"Uh, this..."
Su Yu was suddenly speechless.
What she said made so much sense, and he had no rebuttal.
"So, you still want to sing in the competition format?" he asked again.
Su Xiaoling nodded her head proudly and said, "I, Su Xiaoling, will never be weaker than anyone!"
Su Yu could no longer hold back his laughter.
He flicked her forehead and said playfully, "Did you sneakily read novels again? Why do you talk like that?"
Su Xiaoling buried her head in Su Yu's chest, showing only her eyes, and raised a finger. "I only read one..."
"Novels are for adults. Isn't it better for children to read fairy tales?" Su Yu couldn't get angry looking at her cute appearance.
Su Yu knew that Su Xiaoling had a habit of reading web novels.
Last time, she had been severely lectured by her aunt for the phrase "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."
This time, she blurted out, "I, Su Xiaoling, will never be weaker than anyone!" which left Su Yu unsure of how to educate this girl.
He feared that one day, Su Xiaoling would suddenly say, "My brother Su Yu has the demeanor of an emperor," and that would be disastrous.
"Fairy tales aren't interesting. The only good one, 'Watermelon Fairy Tales,' is updated too slowly," Su Xiaoling pouted as she lay in Su Yu's arms.
The author of "Watermelon Fairy Tales" went by the pen name "Watermelon." He was the most popular author among fairy tale readers and a regular at publishing houses. His fairy tales were almost all bestsellers. The only drawback was his slow updates; he usually took about a year to release a book with ten stories.
Upon hearing this, Su Yu's eyes lit up.
He had completely overlooked this.
In China, there weren't many engaging fairy tales. Web novels relied on subscriptions, while children's books like fairy tales were physical books. This was a large market, but there weren't many fairy tale authors. Perhaps he could use the system to customize some fairy tales to fill this market gap. This was all potential income!
Thinking of this, Su Yu's mood greatly improved.
He burst into laughter and ruffled Su Xiaoling's hair into a mess, "Don't worry, Little Ling. He has a singer father helping him, right? Tomorrow, your God of Songs brother will go help you!"
After saying that, Su Yu gently placed Su Xiaoling on the sofa. Under Su Xiaoling's bewildered gaze, he cheerfully walked towards his room.
He was preparing to call Zhou Sisi and ask if Qingkong Literature had any publishing partners.
This way, Jiang Nan's alter ego could gain many young fans.