Chapter 36: Hilarious Fans Bring Endless Joy
Chapter 36: Hilarious Fans Bring Endless Joy
The Weibo post had already garnered 43,000 likes, over 20,000 comments, and more than 10,000 reposts. While the comments were filled with serious discussions, the reposts were a riot of laughter—["HAHAHAHAHA I’m dying"] ["WTF is this LOL"] ["If the fanbase ends up being called Condom, will this actress cry herself to death?"].
In the final ten minutes, what had started as playful banter among the silly netizens in the group escalated into genuine friction, with some even rallying behind slogans.
["Mosquito Coil Party, invincible and unstoppable!"]
["Ride the wind and waves, majestic and bold, Angel girls, together we rise!"]
["The wind howls! The horses neigh! Peace Apple roars! Peace Apple roars!"]
...
Newcomers who had just joined the group were stunned by the scene and asked, "What’s going on here?"
Only to be bombarded with replies: ["Bro, have you heard of the Guardian Army?"]
["Interested in investing in Peace Apple? Absolutely no regrets!"]
["Want to learn more about Condom?"]
["The one above is just here to sell condoms with that line!"]
["2333 what kind of ridiculous group is this..."]
...
At exactly 2:00 AM, Jiang Yiwen took a screenshot and posted an update on Weibo: [Official An Wen Fan Support Club Weibo: After an hour, the results are in! Congratulations to Guardian Army for taking first place, and likewise to Peace Apple, Mosquito Coil, Angel, and Condom (what even is this) for advancing to the next round. Tomorrow at 9:00 PM, we’ll hold the final vote to decide the official fanbase name.]
The post was quickly flooded by netizens who came to spectate the chaos.
["LMAO what the hell is Condom??"]
["Damn, I kinda want to join this fandom now"]
["Condom HAHAHA @An Wen"]
["@An Wen"]
...
Jiang Yiwen watched the notifications flood in with an amused smile, then turned off her phone and went to sleep, content.
The silly netizens continued their antics, still battling it out in the group. Supporters of the five fanbase names had already branched off into separate groups, and An Wen’s super topic had become a battlefield for the five factions.
As a result, the super topic’s ranking kept climbing.
The hashtag [#AnWenFanbaseName] steadily rose on the trending list.
No one had expected that a newcomer with only two paparazzi photos to her name could generate such massive buzz.
Exhausted, An Wen had gone straight to bed after her shower, completely unaware of the frenzy. It wasn’t until the next day, on her way to the film set, that she finally checked Weibo.
She hadn’t logged into her main account in a long time, usually browsing entertainment news on her alt. But now, she suddenly felt the urge to check her official account. The moment she switched over, her phone nearly crashed from the flood of notifications, freezing so badly she couldn’t even exit the app.
"Assistant Jiang, lend me your phone," An Wen said.
As soon as she opened Weibo, she saw the trending tag [#AnWenFanbaseName] and clicked on it.
The top post was from the official fan club the night before, one of which had already amassed 90,000 likes.
"These are... my fans?" An Wen couldn’t believe it. Memories of her past life surfaced—the loyal fans who had stayed with her from obscurity to fame, only to leave in disappointment later.
The contrast between her past and present left her with mixed emotions.
But as she scrolled further, An Wen couldn’t help but laugh. The super topic was a mess, with the five factions of fans tearing into each other, spamming the feed.
["Peace Apple is so shameless! They planted spies in the Mosquito Coil group to poach members!"]
["Condom is such a toxic group, they should just disappear already!"
"Angel is the softest and cutest—we don’t get involved in infighting!"
"What’s wrong with Condom? Just because you’re all male fans, does that make Guardian Army superior?"
……
In any case, this lifetime, she would never let her fans down again.]
The Weibo post had already garnered 43,000 likes, over 20,000 comments, and more than 10,000 reposts. While the comments were filled with serious discussions, the reposts were a riot of laughter—["HAHAHAHAHA I’m dying"] ["WTF is this LOL"] ["If the fanbase ends up being called Condom, will this actress cry herself to death?"].
In the final ten minutes, what had started as playful banter among the silly netizens in the group escalated into genuine friction, with some even rallying behind slogans.
["Mosquito Coil Party, invincible and unstoppable!"]
["Ride the wind and waves, majestic and bold, Angel girls, together we rise!"]
["The wind howls! The horses neigh! Peace Apple roars! Peace Apple roars!"]
...
Newcomers who had just joined the group were stunned by the scene and asked, "What’s going on here?"
Only to be bombarded with replies: ["Bro, have you heard of the Guardian Army?"]
["Interested in investing in Peace Apple? Absolutely no regrets!"]
["Want to learn more about Condom?"]
["The one above is just here to sell condoms with that line!"]
["2333 what kind of ridiculous group is this..."]
...
At exactly 2:00 AM, Jiang Yiwen took a screenshot and posted an update on Weibo: [Official An Wen Fan Support Club Weibo: After an hour, the results are in! Congratulations to Guardian Army for taking first place, and likewise to Peace Apple, Mosquito Coil, Angel, and Condom (what even is this) for advancing to the next round. Tomorrow at 9:00 PM, we’ll hold the final vote to decide the official fanbase name.]
The post was quickly flooded by netizens who came to spectate the chaos.
["LMAO what the hell is Condom??"]
["Damn, I kinda want to join this fandom now"]
["Condom HAHAHA @An Wen"]
["@An Wen"]
...
Jiang Yiwen watched the notifications flood in with an amused smile, then turned off her phone and went to sleep, content.
The silly netizens continued their antics, still battling it out in the group. Supporters of the five fanbase names had already branched off into separate groups, and An Wen’s super topic had become a battlefield for the five factions.
As a result, the super topic’s ranking kept climbing.
The hashtag [#AnWenFanbaseName] steadily rose on the trending list.
No one had expected that a newcomer with only two paparazzi photos to her name could generate such massive buzz.
Exhausted, An Wen had gone straight to bed after her shower, completely unaware of the frenzy. It wasn’t until the next day, on her way to the film set, that she finally checked Weibo.
She hadn’t logged into her main account in a long time, usually browsing entertainment news on her alt. But now, she suddenly felt the urge to check her official account. The moment she switched over, her phone nearly crashed from the flood of notifications, freezing so badly she couldn’t even exit the app.
"Assistant Jiang, lend me your phone," An Wen said.
As soon as she opened Weibo, she saw the trending tag [#AnWenFanbaseName] and clicked on it.
The top post was from the official fan club the night before, one of which had already amassed 90,000 likes.
"These are... my fans?" An Wen couldn’t believe it. Memories of her past life surfaced—the loyal fans who had stayed with her from obscurity to fame, only to leave in disappointment later.
The contrast between her past and present left her with mixed emotions.
But as she scrolled further, An Wen couldn’t help but laugh. The super topic was a mess, with the five factions of fans tearing into each other, spamming the feed.
["Peace Apple is so shameless! They planted spies in the Mosquito Coil group to poach members!"]
["Condom is such a toxic group, they should just disappear already!"
"Angel is the softest and cutest—we don’t get involved in infighting!"
"What’s wrong with Condom? Just because you’re all male fans, does that make Guardian Army superior?"
……
In any case, this lifetime, she would never let her fans down again.]
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