"Come on, rush on, I can't wait to go to class."

"I've got my notebook and I'm waiting for Teacher Chen to start class."

After Zhuang Songyun heard the news from his assistant, he immediately turned on his phone. The content also shocked Zhuang Songyun.

He thought about it unconsciously, and an idea that even he couldn't believe came into his mind.

Teacher Chen couldn't do this simply because he wanted to steal Tianhua's popularity.

But even if you want to grab the popularity, such a move is a bit scary, it's like a cannon to swat mosquitoes.

He thought for a moment and realized that no matter what Teacher Chen wanted to do, he would support it unconditionally. He turned back to his assistant and said, "Tell everyone in the company, including all the artists, to forward this Weibo post to me immediately, right away."

"Okay boss." The assistant nodded after hearing this and went directly to inform him.

Lin Wanqing had seen this Weibo post a long time ago and was even one of the first people to forward it.

Of course, there are many people in the company. Even if Zhuang Songyun didn't say anything, he would repost this Weibo post. After all, this fact is really shocking.

In less than an hour, it can be said that the entire Internet is now full of news about China Style, and more and more celebrities are forwarding it, including even the national team.

It can be said that this is the first time for many netizens to see such a scene.

"Oh my god, if this continues, I'm afraid half of the entertainment industry will join in."

"Teacher Chen is really awesome. What kind of terrifying appeal is this?"

"Really, even though I knew Teacher Chen was awesome, I never imagined that nearly half of the stars in the entertainment industry would repost Teacher Chen's tiny neck."

"This has never happened before."

"The key is that there are many national teams and semi-national teams among them. The weight of these people is not comparable to that of ordinary stars!"

"I said before that Teacher Chen doesn't have as many fans as Wang Yikun. Wang Yikun is the real top one. Look at this terrifying appeal. Can you, Wang Yikun, do it?"

"Even many popular idols nowadays are fans of Teacher Chen. You can say that Teacher Chen is your idol's idol!"

Wang Yikun was sitting at home, watching Teacher Chen's micro-necked people all over the Internet went numb.

"Oh my god, what kind of terrible influence is this? In my impression, this kind of thing has never happened in the entertainment industry."

"Is this the real strength of the top players now? Can one person's influence really reach this level?"

It can be said that this incident completely broke Wang Yikun's understanding of the top class. Before, he was still very proud of his status as a top class, but now he understands what a true top class is.

Even if I were given another 50 million fans, I would never be able to reach this level!

He kept smacking his tongue and retweeted Wei Neck, then smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that my status as the number one fan of Wei Neck will soon change hands."

It can be said that I have worked hard and spent a lot of money to achieve my status as the number one micro-neck fan.

But now it seems that this identity was something that Teacher Chen didn't care about before. If Teacher Chen cared about it, it would be broken in a matter of minutes, and there would be nothing to do with him.

At this time, everyone in Tianhua Entertainment was dumbfounded when they saw this Weibo post. Fang Sheng even slammed an ashtray on the ground and said angrily.

"What does Chen An want to do? He deliberately engages in Chinese style at the moment when we release an album. What does it mean!"

"Who can tell me!"

Everyone in the room was silent and did not dare to speak at all. Chu Momo clenched her fists, and she was extremely angry.

"I'm really afraid of whatever comes next. This bastard Chen An is doing something Chinese-style at this point. He's obviously coming for us. He's deliberately trying to make things difficult for us!" Gao Dian said angrily.

"Originally, we thought that no matter what, he would not be able to interfere with our album release this time, but who would have thought that he would actually do something like this, what kind of teaching defines Chinese style."

"We didn't expect this method at all," the music director said with surprise on his face.

"Now the whole Internet is retweeting this Weibo, and the popularity is almost overwhelming. Compared with the little popularity we created before, it is simply nothing."

"If this continues, don't talk about getting famous. I'm afraid no one will pay attention to our album at all. They will all go to see Chen An."

"It's even possible that we can't even get the book back. What should we do?" Gao Dian said worriedly.

"What should I do? You ask me who should I ask!" Fang Sheng turned around and yelled angrily.

"Not only other companies, but also some artists in our company have forwarded this Weibo. Its influence is unprecedented." The assistant looked at the phone and said.

"Tell those idiots, don't repost them. I'll delete them all. If you repost Chen An's micro-neck now, won't it make him more popular? Are they sand dollars?" Fang Sheng said to his assistant angrily.

The assistant opened his mouth when he heard this, but in the end he said nothing. He just nodded and went out to do what he said.

But after walking out of the door, the assistant said in his mind with great disdain: "What's the use of deleting it or not? Chen An is the one who is popular on the whole Internet now. Do you think people care about you, a trivial person?"

"It's still a dream to think that if your company doesn't turn around, you can stop the fermentation of the heat."

However, the assistant only dared to say these words in his heart. If he really said this, he would probably be kicked out the next day.

Fang Sheng took a deep breath, then looked at the music director and said, "Can you tell the company we are close to that all the artists who asked them to repost Chen An's Weibo will be deleted, so as not to let the heat ferment anymore."

Hearing this, the music director said with some embarrassment: "I'm afraid this will be difficult. Even if we can get some artists to delete their Weibo posts, we will have to spend a lot of money and exchange for some conditions."

"What's more, with Chen An's current popularity, it can't be solved by deleting a few retweeted posts. Doing so would simply not be worth the gain."

"Fuck him, then let's watch Chen An take away all the heat, we can't do anything, and then watch all our previous investment go to waste?" Fang Sheng suddenly slapped the table and said.

"Now it seems that we have no way to stop Chen An. We can only pray that Chen An's number of fans will exceed 100 million as soon as possible and release the song. It is best not to coincide with our album release time."

"If we really collide, it will be all over." The music director shook his head and sighed.

The more Fang Sheng thought about it, the more he felt suffocated. As the top entertainment company in the country, Tianhua had always been the one to steal the attention of others and dominate the entertainment industry. When had they been forced into such an embarrassing situation by others?
Chapter completed!