This celebrity became even more popular after being exposed of having multiple girlfriends
Chapter 465 - 342

Chapter 465: Chapter 342

Fang Shichang couldn’t help but correct Aunt Zhang’s mistake.

But as soon as he spoke, Aunt Zhang looked a bit displeased. After staring at him for a few seconds, she said earnestly, "Xiao Fang, Wu Mu is a really good person. There’s no need to believe those online rumors that slander him."

Huh?

Aunt Zhang seemed knowledgeable, "You must be one of those Wu Mu haters online. I’ve seen it on Douyin. There’s a group of people who can’t stand Wu Mu’s success at such a young age and always try to smear him. Others may not understand, but as someone from his hometown, you shouldn’t be like this."

No, how did I slander him!

I’m just telling the truth!

Does Wu Mu even need people to slander him!?

Isn’t it normal for him to be criticized for the things he’s done!

Fang Shichang looked at the community lady, who seemed to have just learned about Wu Mu and had some misunderstandings after watching certain videos, in bewilderment.

Oh no.

Were these tourists really brought in by Wu Mu?

Wouldn’t his local reputation skyrocket in Nan’gang because of this?

If he called Wu Mu names in the future and his hometown people heard it, wouldn’t he be kicked out of the household registry...

Fang Shichang was stunned. Aunt Zhang seemed to notice his "unconvinced" look and continued earnestly, "Looking at things online is useless; you have to look at reality. Bringing in so many people with just one video already proves his popularity, and also..."

Aunt Zhang looked around quickly and soon found her target. Pulling Fang Shichang’s hand, she said, "Look over there, look over there, foreign tourists coming because of Wu Mu!"

Huh?

Fang Shichang looked up in confusion and saw a group of about a dozen people.

They were all girls, and it wasn’t clear they were foreigners at first glance, but their little vests had bold Korean writing.

Under the Korean writing was the Chinese translation: Wu Mu Fan Club from South Korea.

"See, fans from South Korea. I’ve already encountered ten such groups today, and they’re not just from South Korea; there are some blonde-haired and blue-eyed ones too!"

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"Wu Mu really has that many fans in South Korea?"

Han Yan looked at the group of Korean fans in the distance and whispered to her friend Zhang Li.

Yeah, the two die-hard Wu Mu haters also came for a tour to join in the fun.

They had arrived last night, flying straight to Guang’an after work, then taking a car to Nan’gang.

Because they came early, they saw more than others.

They simply counted the groups and found they had encountered twenty-five or twenty-six such groups.

To be honest, even though they had been following Wu Mu and knew him well, they couldn’t help but feel a bit shocked after discovering this.

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(One and a half hours later)

Wu Mu couldn’t see what the person in the Ferrari looked like, but that person apparently didn’t have a good temper either. After a few words, he directly stepped on the gas and drove away, leaving Su Meng standing there with a frown.

Wu Mu drove over with a smile, rolled down the window, and joked, "Xiao Su, long time no see."

Su Meng turned her head towards him, looking a bit stunned.

This was only the second time they had met in person.

But Su Meng seemed to follow his updates closely, as Wu Mu often received feedback from her on his new songs via WeChat.

They didn’t chat much, just ordinarily saying the songs were nice to listen to.

Well, whether they were fans or haters, at least they contributed to his views.

Wu Mu smiled, "Your driver ran away? Want a ride?"

Su Meng hesitated for a moment, "I’ll let my family know."

"Aunt Qing, you don’t need to come. Yes, my friend is giving me a ride back. Ok, I understand."

After the call, Su Meng opened Wu Mu’s passenger door and got in.

After confirming her destination, Wu Mu curiously asked, "Aren’t you from Shen City? Why are you here?"

Su Meng shook her head, "I am from Shen City, but my family has a house here in Beijing too."

She paused, her face showing a rare smile, "We were just at the venue too, my friends wanted to cover their ears during your first song."

Wu Mu laughed, "That has nothing to do with me; I sang just fine."

They chatted idly, and soon Wu Mu dropped Su Meng off at her home, a large courtyard house not far from the Forbidden City in Upper City District.

Yes, confirmed, another rich second-generation.

Wu Mu was a bit surprised, although he could tell from her behavior that Su Meng’s family should be wealthy.

But he didn’t expect them to be this rich.

This courtyard house must cost at least

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As Wu Mu prepared for his second appearance, the live broadcast of the 6-7 Gala continued after a half-hour delay.

In Zhang Li’s small apartment, Zhang Li and Han Yan were undoubtedly already waiting in front of the computer screen.

They originally had no interest in the 6-7 Gala, and even if they did, they would watch the CCTV 6-7, which had a stronger guest lineup and bigger production, or Sha City’s 6-7, which was more entertaining and closer to young people.

Beijing TV Station’s mediocre show didn’t interest them at all.

But if Wu Mu was performing, it was different.

As Wu Mu’s "haters," they couldn’t miss such a show, especially one that promised some drama.

Han Yan watched with the bullet comments on, and as soon as the gala started, the screen filled with comments boycotting Wu Mu.

Han Yan laughed, "Haha, they still haven’t given up. Beijing TV Station clearly intends to support Wu Mu passively, yet they still rush over to contribute to the show’s view count."

Zhang Li also laughed, "After all, they can’t just give up halfway."

Yes, most passersby wouldn’t continue to follow this matter, but Xiao Yi’s fans and Wu Mu’s haters, once they’re involved, wouldn’t just stop halfway.

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Xiao Yi stood in front of the gray backdrop of the Motherland’s mountains and seas, singing with deep emotion:

"That year, you and I were the same age, young like an unripe song."

"But to create that new world of your dreams, you turned and rushed into the storm."

Hmm?

Du Xingguo instinctively glanced at his granddaughter.

This?

Even though he wasn’t a professional, he could tell that this performer couldn’t compare to the previous singer, even if the tuning was fine, the pitch and effect were okay. He could still vaguely sense the voice was weak and lacked infectiousness.

What’s so great about this?

Hu Qing didn’t get why it was supposed to be good either.

Xu Zhichun continued the second verse:

"I see millions of adorable you, rushing into the depth of the smoke without looking back."

"So many youthful figures disappear into the night, bringing dawn."

Du Xingguo lost interest completely, shaking his head, "I just can’t appreciate young people’s stuff."

Hu Qing couldn’t help but laugh, "Qingyue, your standards are slipping."

Lin Qingyue, after all, is an award-winning director. How did her taste drop so much?

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He instinctively glanced at the deputy director of the program group.

The deputy director looked innocent, shrugging, "We didn’t hire actors; he was just like that."

For a festival as lively as the Dragon King Festival in Wu Mu’s hometown, how could these two Wu Mu haters miss it?

It seems

It seems I’ve heard this name somewhere, an online celebrity.

But this celebrity is from Nan’gang?

And has such a huge impact?

He knew they were tourists, knew to yield to tourists, but how could Nan’gang have so many tourists!?

"A moment ago, those round treats were quite good. Are they a local Nan’gang specialty?"

"When is the Dragon King Festival today? We should get there early."

"So many people."

Listening to the passing tourists’ discussions, Fang Shichang felt more and more dizzy.

It sounded like living people... What’s going on, what’s going on!?