Generation Z Artists

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Fang Xinghe had never experienced such an easy process of increasing fans. After a little thought, he basically understood the conditions for the birth of fanatical fans.

Generally speaking, special conditions are required for catalysis.

It can be the shock of seeing the real person in person, the shock of the language brought by the live performance, or the shock of the soul taking a photo from a distance.

But in fact, there is no point in thinking about fanatical fans alone.

Because overall, in order to catalyze fanatical fans, you need a large fan base, which must be screened and refined all the way until a larger class of die-hard fans is formed, and then you can be promoted again in certain critical situations.

Therefore, the "critical situation" is both important and unimportant. Our efforts should still be focused on level 3 die-hard fans.

Once you understand this, you will know how to allocate your energy.

Fang Xinghe’s mind raced back to the present.

……

"I generally understand."

Seeing that Lin Jingyu remained silent for a long time, Brother Fang smiled indifferently and waved his hand generously.

"It doesn't matter, just stay mad at me, I quite like it.

Now let's talk about your previous question.

It is good that you have read Marxist literary theory, but your starting point is not the materialist conception of history and the essence of literature and art. Instead, you criticize my articles from the perspective of class, people and group, saying that they lack humanistic care for specific groups. On the contrary, you think I have hurt them.

Actually you don't have anything to ask me, you just want me to feel the anger from 'you', right?"

Lin Jingyu was facing a formidable enemy. He chewed over every word carefully and then nodded cautiously.

"Correct!"

“That’s great!”

Fang Xinghe smiled and waved to him: "Come, come over to me, there's just one seat left."

"what?!"

Lin Jingyu was confused again. The number of times he was confused during this period had already caught up with his usual year.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Xinghe spread his hands openly: "I feel your anger, but since you don't have a specific question, I have nothing to respond to you, so I invite you to come here and participate in the discussion later. What do you think? Do you dare?"

Lin Jingyu's heart was deeply moved.

As a high school senior who calls himself a campus leader and is the president of the literature club, how could he not yearn for such a stage? !

Sit in the middle, under the spotlight, in front of the provincial TV station, and discuss important issues with Peking University professors, literary masters, returned artists, and youth idols...

What the hell!

Damn, it’s awesome, right?!

Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth, didn't think about anything else, and walked towards the stage with his head held high.

"Come just come, who is afraid of whom?"

"do not be afraid."

Fang Xinghe laughed and shook his head, then his expression became serious and he warned earnestly: "I've given you a chance. If you're really awesome, you'll be able to ascend to the top in one step. If not, you'll be scolded when the video is played back. This will at least help you understand my pressure, which will still be good for your future life. So, keep calm, okay?"

Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then again, and finally again...

In short, I was completely at a loss.

Given his age, experience and mind, he could not have imagined the current outcome even with all his imagination.

So, even when I sat on the sofa, I still felt like I was in a dream, with a strong sense of confusion.

In fact, Fang Xinghe really had no bad intentions towards him. He was just an arrogant high school kid whose thoughts and personality were not yet formed. He was neither a public intellectual who brought disaster to the country and the people, nor a villain who bullied boys and girls. What was the point of bullying such a kid?

No matter how intense your hatred is, to me it is just like a gentle breeze.

So, the stage is given to you, the words are made clear, and everything after that depends on you.

Brother Fang, you do have a broad mind.

After Lin Jingyu sat down on the stage, there was a round of applause and cheers from the Affiliated High School. All the middle school students and students from Jilin University's No. 11 High School who were present were cheering for him.

However, as the applause started, he became even more reserved. He turned his head and glanced at Fang Xinghe secretly, feeling awkward all over.

Fang Xinghe ignored him and turned to ask Yang Xin: "What is the next step? Let's continue."

Next, we finally started to discuss the phenomenon seriously.

Teacher Wang’s speech was particularly to the point.

"The so-called Fang Xinghe phenomenon is actually not specific or clear. Frankly speaking, I don't fully understand it. It's too complicated and too chaotic. Now the small Fang is like a basket that can hold anything..."

Fang Xinghe smiled and said, "You might as well say that Fang Xinghe is like a cesspool now, into which anything can be dumped."

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Meng burst into laughter and pointed at Fang Xinghe: "You! You..."

The people around were all laughing inexplicably, and Teacher Wang explained: "This sentence comes from another essay by Fang Xinghe. We judges were impressed by it, but you haven't seen it yet. It can be regarded as a little tacit understanding between him and me."

Yang Xin asked, "Oh, I see. It's the essay "Sex," right? Like "Youth," it was a preliminary essay for New Concept, but because it was too sharp, the judges unanimously agreed to filter it out. Xinghe, when are you going to release it? Give everyone another shock."

"Maybe soon. I'm working on a magazine and I might be able to put some of the articles I have on hand into it."

It was a rare opportunity, so Fang Xinghe naturally advertised "The Voice of Post-80s".

"Wow! I'm really looking forward to it..." Yang Xin was very supportive, "I must buy it and have a look when the time comes."

Chen Danqing took the initiative to change the subject, and said lightly, "Being a public figure is like this. You are always at the center of public opinion and people are happy to talk about you. This is what you just mentioned, a two-way struggle, right?"

The logic of this statement is correct, but it is obviously provocative.

Unfortunately, your brother Fang will not fall for this kind of trick. All the tricks that are always used to deal with young people are just small tricks to him.

"Indeed, if you want to be a public figure, you have to be prepared to be deconstructed at any time, even arbitrarily."

Fang Xinghe nodded, agreed with the other party's point of view openly, and further elaborated on it.

“When you become popular, there will be a lot of people taking advantage of your popularity.

For example, they use you as an example to enhance their authority; or use you as a sharp blade to tear off a fig leaf; or use you as a symbol to create some kind of opposition; or even directly draw a target on your face and call on everyone to hit it. All of these are normal.

Can you argue with the public? No.

Now that you are in that position, you have to have that capability.”

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked and confused by his words and looked at each other.

There is nothing wrong with the speech itself, it is very clear and correct. The problem is this person - how come you are so reasonable all of a sudden? There is something wrong with you!

But in fact, the leaders of the navy have always been very open-minded about this kind of thing.

In the days when he was in the media world, if an ordinary person wanted to start a self-media business and post something on Xiaohongshu, they could immediately increase their traffic several times by adding the Feixian tag.

By creating an account on Douyin and following the trend to praise or criticize "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", you can quickly start vertical accumulation.

Before Little Nezha became popular, Broken Eagle accounted for 70% of the topic share, essentially because the person with greater traffic is more worthy of consumption.

When Little Nezha became popular, everyone rushed to consume its popularity, giving birth to a huge surrounding market.

In fact, this kind of consumption often does not even involve good intentions or bad intentions, because they have reached that position, so passers-by like to mention them even if they are just giving an example casually.

High representativeness itself means a phenomenon that cannot be avoided, and that is the top stream.

Fang Xinghe has always been very clear about what kind of situation he will face after becoming famous.

So he was open and generous, and was not angry because he became a basket.

In a sense, this statement is the most important announcement on the show today - I allow everyone to treat me as a basket with the most open mind, so my fans, you should accept it as well.

If you refuse to accept it, you must feel sorry for me...

Then I can't do anything~~~
Fang Xinghe has never forgotten his core goal, which is to attract and drain fans.

From the perspective of character setting, a character that is too strong and too powerful can make people in awe, but it is not conducive to attracting fans. However, it is impossible for Fang Xinghe to give up his strength and play the role of a weak little lotus who is bullied and dares not say a word.

What should I do?
It can only be like now, maintaining the dominance over "specific groups" while being tolerant towards the "general public", artificially creating a dilemma of beauty, strength and misery.

This is the most comfortable and freest path. You are not afraid of being bound or being slandered. You can advance or retreat as you please, and be soft or hard as you like.

No one really thinks that you, Brother Fang, are a stubborn lunatic who bites people randomly, right?
Wow, so funny.

……

"I really... have a new respect for you." Chen Dan sighed and shook his head slightly, speaking in an inverted sentence that was obviously his unprepared true feelings.

Wang Meng nodded and praised: "Indeed, Xiao Fang is not only angry, but also has a chivalrous and carefree attitude, which is rare!"

As a result, Jiao Guobiao found an opportunity.

He obviously hadn't recovered yet, and cursed indignantly: "You say you can't argue with the public, but on the other hand you retaliate against us media people. You are hypocritical!"

“Can you be considered a member of the public?”

Fang Xinghe looked at him with a particularly mocking look, his mouth seemed to be filled with poison, he no longer used logic and just started to criticize.

"Did you eat too much kimchi and get nitrite poisoning and hallucinate, or did you eat too much Indian curry and get brown paste stuck to your head?
When people scold me, those are their true thoughts. They don't make money from this.

What does it mean that you are crazy about me?
They come for profit, distort facts, take things out of context, and fabricate rumors to accuse people of crimes. They are clearly trying to ride on the popularity to make dirty money, but they claim to be working for the country and the people.

There’s no need, really. Even if you act it out until you believe it, I won’t believe it!

Not only do I not believe it, I will also expose your ugly faces to all the deceived young people."

Jiao Guobiao has indeed learned his lesson.

He was obviously so angry that his veins were bulging, but he didn't follow Fang Xinghe's logic, and instead kept accusing others.

"Aren't you also distorting the facts, taking things out of context, fabricating rumors and accusing me of a crime? You are bullying me because I am not good at speaking and you are slandering me with lies! Anyway, I am upright. I only wrote an article criticizing Youth. My words were meaningful and I was not targeting the person. The readers will definitely be able to prove my innocence!"

Wow, did you get it after knocking it a little?
Teacher Wang, Yang Xin, and Chen Danqing all looked at him sideways, feeling that this fellow was more than one level more slick.

But... this is far from enough to deal with the leader of the navy.

"Ha ha!"

Fang Xinghe chuckled and spoke leisurely.

"Okay, okay, you are pure and innocent, but why did you bring your own money to participate in our show? Do you dare to tell us openly?"

Jiao Guobiao's face suddenly changed: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. I just hurt you accidentally and I feel really bad. I'm just making an advertisement for you to make up for it."

Fang Xinghe smiled and nodded to him, very politely.

Then, he waved to the audience, and Charlie walked over quickly and handed him a book.

Jiao Guobiao: w(Д)w
Holy shit! How did he get this thing?!

Fang Xinghe ignored Jiao Guobiao's horrified expression, opened the book and faced the camera.

"Come, let me give Professor Jiao Da a temporary advertisement. His new book will be available nationwide at Xinhua Bookstore in two days, on October 10.

Let’s take a look at the title of the book, “The Romantic Life of Celebrities: The Newspaper Career of Cultural Celebrities.”

It's a journalism history book, with a lot of autobiographical self-boasting and self-aggrandizement. I took a quick look at it for you, and wow, it stinks.

So if you are a maggot, dog, or dung beetle that likes this, you must not miss it.

Because the publishing house was not optimistic about the book, Professor Jiao published it at his own expense. The first print run was only 2000 copies, and the price was 8 yuan, which was really affordable.

Look, a professor of journalism at Peking University, a famous cultural figure, in order to sell more books and prevent his painstaking work from becoming waste paper that is too hard to wipe your butt with, he publicly criticizes me and even goes on the show to scold me. How hard must it be?
Those who hate me, if you don’t help Professor Jiao to save the situation, I will look down on you.

It's a small matter with a total value of less than 2 yuan. You guys should work harder and buy up as much as you can on the day of its listing. Don't let Professor Jiao end up losing both his wife and his army.

Professor Jiao and I are kind of acquaintances, so I'm just cheering him on to show my appreciation.

As for the fact that he deliberately scolded me just to sell books, I can actually understand it. If it weren't for this incident, it would be really difficult to promote a little Karami like him who has no talent, no morals, and no friends.

As for business, it's not shameful to sacrifice your face and conscience and work hard.

But as for justice... haha, 2000 copies and 1 yuan, that's all.

So, everyone should keep their eyes open in the future, don’t take the nonsense in the newspaper so seriously, don’t take it seriously, and if someone praises or scolds me again, just treat it as a joke and laugh it off. "

"Snapped!"

Fang Xinghe threw Professor Jiao's masterpiece onto the small round table with a crisp sound.

It was like a light slap in the face, slapping Jiao Guobiao again. It didn't hurt, but the feeling of humiliation was like urinating and bleeding, rushing to his head and face.

There was silence in the audience for a moment.

"it is good!"

The bespectacled boy who asked the question suddenly stood up, cheering and clapping hard.

Then, warm applause spread, and nearly two-thirds of the people took photos that showed at least 500 people.

It's so enjoyable.

When had a group of teenagers living in 1999 ever seen such a scene?

I may have seen many real fights with real swords and guns, but this kind of weird, extremely sarcastic, extremely harsh, yet wise thinking is really something I have never seen or heard of before.

This is not simple swearing, nor is it a declaration of self-victory with a burst of obscenities.

This is a comprehensive, overwhelming and indisputable victory from thinking to height, from reaction to language, from manners to grace.

The emotional threshold of today's teenagers is much lower than that of later generations. They are so sensitive that they are really enjoying it after being teased by Fang Xinghe again and again.

There is nothing else to say, I will definitely support my brother Fang!

Fang Xinghe glanced over and saw that most of the teenagers were fans, and there was one more fanatical fan.

A slight smile hides merit and fame.

However, Jiao Guobiao felt uncomfortable. The degree of defense breach was not as deep as before, but the damage was greater, after all, his last piece of underwear was peeled off.

"You bullshit!"

He slammed the armrest of the sofa. He was obviously feeling guilty and out of breath, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Who said I'm here to sell books? I didn't mention my books once!"

"You have to have a chance then~~~"

Fang Xinghe chuckled, then waved his hand calmly, indicating that the topic should be dropped: "Okay, okay, you didn't mention it, I took the initiative to advertise for you, everyone remember, it will be on the market on October 10st!"

"you you you you you……"

Jiao Guobiao was completely dumbfounded. He wanted to explain, but there was no explanation at all; he wanted to scold him, but he didn't know how... He couldn't just say thank you, right?

"I, I, I, I..."

A small advertisement caused the CPU to smoke and it was stuck for a long time. It was really frustrating.

Hahahaha!

A group of teenagers were laughing so hard that they almost fell over.

There are no serious jokes these days. Everyone expects to have fun throughout the year with the skits on the Spring Festival Gala, and the comedic effect of this scene is not bad at all, which is surprising and refreshing.

Chen Danqing also came here to make a name for himself, and seeing this, he couldn't help but feel sad for Jiao Guobiao's ending.

When the rabbit dies, the fox mourns.

In order to ease the situation and help Jiao Ge out, he asked, "Writing essays all the time is not the right path after all. Have you ever thought about writing a real novel?"

"It's basically finalized." Fang Xinghe curled his lips, and his sense of sarcasm was instantly full. "By then, the Fang Xinghe phenomenon may expand further."

Wang Meng waved his hands hastily: "Don't exaggerate. This old man can't stand your making such a fuss. Don't you feel anything at all about what's going on now?"

Fang Xinghe smiled so carefreely: "I'm not afraid of being chased by a group of maggots, so what are you afraid of?"

The words "maggot man" are really stressful. Jiao Guobiao had originally been thinking about recuperating from his injury for a while, but now he jumped up in anger again.

but……

He jumped a little, then quickly rolled his eyes, crossed his arms across his chest in a huff, closed his mouth tightly, and refused to move.

I'm just going to sit here and kill time. Let's see what you can do to me!

He was a little stupid, a little dumb, and a little stubborn, but he finally realized the difference in fighting power between them and decided to stay out of the limelight for the time being and settle the score later.

Chen Dan glanced at him lightly, but he didn't move.

Chen Danqing glanced at him again, but he still didn't move.

Therefore, Chen Danqing realized clearly that he could no longer rely on this man to take the blame.

However, my goal of becoming famous has not been achieved yet and the program has to go on. What should I do?
You can only do it yourself.

Chen Danqing carefully looked for a point of entry, carefully considered his attitude, and finally launched the most radical attempt of the day.

"Just because I criticized you a few times, you're a maggot? Xiao Fang, we're all just trying to make a living in the cultural circle, so we should at least show some respect to our seniors!"

　Jiao Guobiao's speech about the American soldiers and the beasts whose embassy was bombed could not pass the review, which resulted in the original deep humiliation of him not being able to be written, so basically let's just leave it at that, and keep it vague.

　　I tried so hard to release the climax all at once that my biological clock got messed up again. I really tried my best, but it’s mainly because you guys are too awesome. How much have you supported me with this monthly ticket?
　　Awesome! (Breaking sound)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)