Chapter 23
Inside an abandoned building.
A group of people dressed in black sat together, raising their glasses to celebrate their “victory.”
“This operation was a huge success. Everyone worked hard!” the leader said passionately.
The others quickly chimed in.
“It wasn’t hard at all. I’ve been fed up with that slut Xie forever. Being part of this mission was an honor!”
“A tramp with a history of being a mistress thought she could wash her image on a dating show and then cling to a big shot for hype? Hilarious. No way we’d let her succeed!”
“Pretending to be Shen Yanqing’s fans was pure genius. Not only did we curse out Xie Mi, but we also tore down that cult-like CP, ‘Xie-Shen Donkey Killer.’ Two birds with one stone!”
“I declare—Xiao x Rong CP is the only true celestial—”
Bang!
The old door was suddenly kicked open. A figure stood silhouetted against the light, their face unclear.
“Who are you!” the black fan leader snapped to alert.
The figure didn’t reply, only revealed a meaningful smile.
The next second, the assistant director burst out from behind a trash can, shouting, “Show your faces, little cuties!”
He held a phone in his hand, the camera aimed straight at the group.
“They’re from the dating show crew!” the leader panicked instantly, covering his face and yelling, “Run!”
But the mysterious figure at the doorway had already grabbed a mop and was swinging it.
“A mop dipped in shit and Lu Bu reborn, A mop dipped in piss is Zhang Fei roaring!”
“All—of—you—DIEEEE!!!”
The black fans screamed in terror.
“Holy f***! There’s shit! SHIT!!”
“So stinky! Ughhhh—”
“Run! She’s insane!!”
Hearing the word “insane,” Xie Mi snapped.
Damn it. No more playing around with this “abstract” act.
First, nobody got her humor. Second, someone actually thought she really was an idiot.
“Nobody move!”
A squad of police officers rushed in, surrounding the black fans, “You are disturbing public order, destroying property, and infringing on others’ rights. You’re coming to the station with us!”
Shen Yanqing entered behind them, his warm palm gently pressing down on Xie Mi’s head, “Don’t let it get to you. You’re not an idiot.”
The feel was nice, so he rubbed a little.
Xie Mi smacked his hand away in annoyance, “Try rubbing the dog’s head again and see what happens?”
Shen Yanqing chuckled, unable to hold back, “Guess I’ve been caught.”
…
The black fans were all taken to the station, scolded by the police, and not only ordered to pay compensation for the show’s destroyed equipment—worth over a hundred thousand—but also to handwrite apology letters and post them publicly on Weibo.
Locked up in the holding cell writing their apologies, the black fans were baffled. How had the production team discovered their carefully hidden operation?
Until the leader opened Xie Mi’s livestream.
The quality was still that of a phone camera, but the viewers had skyrocketed to 90 million, crushing all other live rooms on the show.
The comments of comments flooded the entire screen, so much that the actual footage was unreadable.
He turned off the comments—only to see…
Xie Mi was holding her phone screen up to the camera. On it, clearly displayed, was their own black fan group chat!
“As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you’ll win every battle.”
She gave an evil grin, “Surprise~ I’d already infiltrated all your black fan groups. I’ve got alt accounts in every single one~”
Thanks to her thorough knowledge of the “original text,” she had flawlessly completed the “100 Reasons to Hate Xie Mi” questionnaire. Getting into the groups was a breeze.
The black fan leader broke down, shrieking, “Admins! Who’s the group admin!?”
In the corner, a timid fan raised a hand, “M-me…”
The leader lunged, grabbing his collar and shaking him violently.
“As admin you were arrogant, In the group you flaunted nonstop,But when infiltrated you knew nothing, Now our clan is wiped out, and my death’s a joke!!!”
The “Xie Mi anti-fan purge incident” spread like wildfire.
That very night, all black fan groups were disbanded. In a single evening, their entire organization collapsed.
The event became famous, netizens dubbing it the “De-Blackening Incident.”
…
#XieMi raided the anti-fan base#
#Smash her cameras you’re arrogant, get raided by her and your death’s ridiculous#
#Black fans issue collective apologies#
#Black fans pretended to be Shen Yanqing’s fans#
With these trending hashtags, the bitter fighting between Xie and Shen’s fandoms flipped overnight. Not only did they reconcile instantly, they forged a deep “revolutionary friendship.”
The combined heat of Xie Mi and Shen Yanqing’s live rooms shattered all program records. Even with mere phone footage, their stream stood unrivaled—a god-tier presence.
The video of the anti-fan raid went viral, endlessly remixed and reposted across short video platforms.
Netizens divided into two camps over Xie Mi’s move: conservative vs. radical.
Conservatives thought she’d gone too far. Radicals thought she hadn’t gone far enough.
[Fist of Fury]: All I can say is—beautifully done.
[Bent My Grandpa’s Head Laughing]: These extreme sasaengs should’ve been dealt with ages ago. Following idols’ cars, stalking them, smashing cameras in the street—that’s mafia behavior!
[Destroy Together]: Sasaengs don’t deserve to be called fans!!!
[Beautiful & Self-Aware]: Damn that was hot. Sis Xie, I’d sell everything I own to cure your heterosexuality.
[CP Scholar]: Wait, does this mean my CP lives again? My CP lives again!!!
After this, “Xie-Shen Donkey Killer” completely exploded in popularity.
Their CP supertopic surpassed XiaoRong by 5,000 followers, becoming the #1 CP supertopic.
The assistant director was grinning ear to ear, glowing when they returned to the villa. He threw a line at Director Niu:
“Yesterday you ignored me. Today, I’m out of your league!”
Director Niu just looked at him like he was an idiot.
Idiot.
Xie-Shen wasn’t the most popular CP, but they were the most entertaining. Put them together, ratings were guaranteed. The whole point of assigning him to this group was to give him credit.
And this fool thought he was being sidelined.
Truly, an idiot.
“Teacher Xie! Good work, Good work! This wave is a win-win. Let me toast you!” The assistant director rushed up to Xie Mi as she was heading upstairs.
She shot him an “idiot” look and went upstairs.
He was left utterly confused.
“You still don’t get it, do you.” Shen Yanqing’s lazy voice came from the side.
The assistant director looked over blankly.
Shen Yanqing strolled out of the kitchen with a glass of water, unhurried, “Teacher Xie doesn’t care about ratings.”
“Huh?” The AD was still lost.
“Pfft—”
Shen Yanqing chuckled softly, clapping the naive AD’s shoulder before heading upstairs, “Don’t you see? If it weren’t to comfort you, Teacher Xie wouldn’t have let you use your phone to film.”
The AD froze.
Slowly, realization dawned.
Right. With Teacher Xie’s couldn’t-care-less personality, if she wanted to raid black fans, she’d just do it. Why bother livestreaming it?
She only did it because…
He had been crying after the black fans bullied him.
