Starting from a Bar to Sign Internet Celebrities-Chapter 73 - 71: Then Let’s Play ’Accident
When it comes to social media, setting aside those who got lucky and went viral, most people who just make videos and stream are only at the most basic level.
Without breaking past this stage, no matter how many followers you have, your fame is superficial. Your follower loyalty is low, and your ability to climb rankings, sell merchandise, or win PK battles is pathetic.
You also can’t make people associate you with a specific word or concept.
But if you can break through to the second level—the stage of cultivating a persona—then it’s a different story. Fan loyalty is high, they identify with you more strongly, and their level of support is on a completely different level.
His "Ancestral Master" persona, for example, is at this level.
When people talk about the "Ancestral Master" or "scumbags," they subconsciously think of him, Chen Jincheng.
Those top-tier influencers with over ten million followers are pretty much all playing at this level.
But what’s even more powerful is creating a narrative!
Those who can create a narrative are truly the most formidable. The Dragon King and Queen from the world he was in before he transmigrated were basically creating a love story narrative.
’And Lin Hao’s situation... this counts as a love story, right?’
It just turned into an incident.
’Then let’s lean into the incident!’
’If he cultivates an "incident" persona, like "The Guy Who Got Secretly Filmed" or "The Male Lead," the public will eat it up. Whenever people talk about "those kinds of short clips," Lin Hao’s name might come to mind. They might even be watching an instructional film from a teacher in the Little Island Country and start imagining Lin Hao starring in one with her.’
’Isn’t Lin Hao rich? He could organize a slightly risqué event. Spend some money to invite a couple of "teachers" from the Little Island Country, film some intimate videos, maybe go shopping and interact affectionately. Netizens would probably be able to imagine the entire action-romance movie in their heads.’
’This would be a completely bizarre and unconventional path to fame.’
’And it would one hundred percent work.’
’Because there are more than enough perverts in this world.’
As he thought about this, Chen Jincheng took a screenshot and sent it directly to Lin Hao.
’I wonder what expression that guy will have when he sees his own video.’
「Feifuxing Road Police Station.」
Even late at night, the station was brightly lit.
"We just travel all over the country, installing cameras wherever we go. We film in every location, hundreds of videos a day. We’ve got all kinds, as thrilling as you can imagine..."
"We sell these videos in certain groups. Some are sold to video resellers, others are uploaded directly to websites where we make money from VIP video traffic or by selling ’diamonds’..."
"The ones filmed today have already been uploaded as today’s update!"
Lin Hao’s face turned ashen as he read the suspect’s confession transcript, which an officer had given him.
They had caught the guy—the idiot who installed the camera had actually dared to stay in the hotel—but the transcript revealed that the footage of him and Luo Xin had already been uploaded to the internet.
Then, he saw the officers excitedly gathering again, looking like they were about to launch a major operation.
After all, how could they not be excited?
Cracking down on pornography was their favorite and most rewarding line of work.
That’s how it was with offline busts, and now they had uncovered an entire supply chain involving numerous small websites. If they made a big bust this time, their holiday bonuses this year would be a lot fatter.
After receiving the case update, Lin Hao walked out of the police station dejectedly. He had just gotten into the car with Luo Xin when he received a message from Chen Jincheng.
"Holy shit!" Lin Hao swore as soon as he opened the message and saw the screenshot.
’It spread so fast.’
’Fucking Lao Cheng already saw it. Does that mean a lot more people will see it soon?’
’Damn it.’
’Even with the police transcript proving I’m a victim, the fallout from something like this will be huge.’
He couldn’t help but call Chen Jincheng.
’Lao Cheng is a genius at strategy. Maybe he has a way to help me.’
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Hao cut in, his voice filled with despair. "Lao Cheng, I’m miserable enough as it is. Can you stop twisting the knife? Someone is bound to recognize me as the male lead in that video, and then I’m fucking finished."
"Finished with what?" Chen Jincheng teased. "This is a gift from the heavens. You’ve fucking got the makings of a top-tier influencer now. The gods must really love you."
"Huh? Are you kidding me?" Lin Hao was completely stunned.
Still, he trusted Lao Cheng’s strategic abilities. He knew he wasn’t just teasing him, so he quickly pleaded, "Lao Cheng, help a brother out!"
But Chen Jincheng just laughed and changed the subject. "I drove my BMW 5 Series to pick up Yinyin today, and a Ferrari S90 pulled up right in front of me. The guy started hitting on Yinyin right in my face, and she actually started chatting enthusiastically with him. Sigh, I’m heartbroken..."
Hearing this, Yinyin subconsciously lowered her phone and looked at him with an innocent expression.
’Did that really happen?’
Lin Hao understood instantly. "That’s not right. If my brother’s heartbroken, I’m heartbroken. Let’s hit the dealership! It’s just a Ferrari S90, right?"
"Haha, I’m going to bed. We’ll talk later." Hearing Lin Hao’s response, Chen Jincheng laughed, hung up, and then turned off his phone.
’Let the guy stew for a bit.’
"Lao Cheng, wait—" Lin Hao yelled frantically into the phone, only to find the call had been disconnected.
He quickly redialed, but the prompt told him the phone had been turned off.
"Fuck, Lao Cheng, you’ve gone too far!" Lin Hao grumbled. He immediately picked up his phone and made another call. It connected, and an enthusiastic voice came from the other end: "Young Master Lin, what can I do for you?"
Lin Hao immediately replied, "Cut the enthusiastic ’Young Master Lin’ stuff. Help me find where I can get a Ferrari S90. Get two or three different colors ready. I’m bringing my brother over to pick one out."
"Don’t worry, Young Master Lin. Leave it to me," the person on the other end replied, his voice even more enthusiastic.
...
Time flew by, and the night passed in a flash.
「A short while later.」
Chen Jincheng leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.
Yinyin, covered in sweat, was checking her Tiao Yin account on her phone. She suddenly hugged him excitedly and showered him with kisses. "Boss, they went viral! All three videos have tons of likes! The one on the yacht has 640,000 likes, the one I filmed of you has a million likes, and the one in the underground parking garage has 2.4 million likes! My followers have jumped to 2.65 million!"
Chen Jincheng took her phone and looked at the data for the three videos.
The yacht hand-dance video went just as he’d expected. It didn’t go massively viral, but thanks to the bikini and her showing off her figure, it still got 640,000 likes, not far off from his estimate of around 500,000.
What he hadn’t expected was the "Just Film Whatever" video. He had used a million-like card to film a power socket, but a random video the girl took of him had also gotten a million likes. It was unbelievable. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
The "Big Pendulum" video in the underground garage reaching 2.4 million likes, however, was within his expectations.
He was even more certain of this when he saw another "Big Pendulum" video on the trending list. It was Qianqian, from Lin Hao Company. He had seen her on the yacht yesterday and knew her video was going to blow up.
And it did. Although it had fewer likes than Yinyin’s 2.4 million, it still had 2.2 million.
These two trending "Big Pendulum" videos—one in a parking garage, one on a yacht—weren’t just a single wave, but two.
People would start imitating the parking garage one, and they would imitate the yacht one too. If they couldn’t find a yacht as big as Lin Hao’s, they could always rent a smaller one.
’No doubt, today is going to be a big day for Tiao Yin.’
But when he saw another trending topic about himself, he was fucking dumbfounded.
He had just randomly filmed a power socket. What the hell was this?
