As soon as she finished speaking, Bo Yan remained indifferent, but Song Fengzhi was a bit agitated.
Although the fans outside the airport today were a bit excessive, the cause was still because you accidentally liked a post, wasn’t it? Why on earth would you use your main account to like Bo Yan’s posts? Don’t you know that Weibo is not the same as it was before? Every move of your main account can cause a stir among tens of millions of fans. Add to that Bo Yan’s fans, who have already broken a hundred million.
If even just one-tenth of a hundred million fans were to act up, it would be difficult to control them. Over the years, Bo Yan has had smooth sailing and never needed fans to feud over resources, rankings, or endorsements. He didn’t even need fans to worry about him dating, as he has always refused to hype up CP (celebrity pairings).
But likewise, the fans have been pampered too much. Any little disturbance, and their mentality can easily become unbalanced. Xia Siyu kept switching between detesting Bo Yan and seeming to like him, and with her arrogant attitude, things could easily get out of control if her agency didn’t step in.
Even if these two were really dating, they would still need to consider their endorsements and popularity, and keep it low-key. Nowadays, countless people’s careers have tanked because they chose to publicly display their love as celebrities. If a celebrity doesn’t have strong abilities, it’s very difficult for them to make a comeback. And even if they do, reaching their former heights is unlikely.
People are not emotionless plants, idols are human, they eat grains just like everyone else, and of course, they date too. But since you’ve chosen the path of popularity, you really should leave some room for fans to fantasize. As everyone knows, although the fans call themselves “mom fans,” “sister fans,” or even “diehard” or “braindead” fans, in reality, there’s only one type: the “girlfriend fan.”
Fans view male celebrities as their own boyfriends. They can’t have them, but they can dream of having such a perfect man—tall, handsome, good at singing and dancing, a superb actor, born of high status, and without a girlfriend! A girlfriend is the public enemy; it doesn’t matter how outstanding she is, because the fans see her as a rival, naturally they would be critical no matter what.
Bo Yan, though highly capable and able to make a name for himself without fans, through his acting skills alone, has indeed attracted a lot of fans with his perfect public image over the years. From the perspective of the agency, they would of course hope that he avoids dating if possible, or at the very least keeps it discreet, definitely not public. Who doesn’t want free popularity and fans?
Everyone is clear about this; it’s just that it’s generally not something that’s brought up in public. But Xia Siyu’s attitude is a bit too arrogant, isn’t it? She’s a top celeb, but their Bo Yan is even higher!
Bo Yan didn’t speak, and Song Fengzhi couldn’t say much, but Bo Yan’s agent coughed and started to speak, “It’s about the like early this morning.”
Xia Siyu picked up a kiwi from the table, peeled it, and took a bite, then crinkled her brows, “So sour.”
Qin Baizhou, sitting next to her, said, “Why bother with all these odd things? If you want to eat kiwi, I’ll buy you gold kiwifruit; they’re much sweeter than these dubious ones.”
Bo Yan, sitting across from them, frowned slightly.
Then Xia Siyu finally said, “A slip of the hand.”
It was just a simple accidental like, nothing more significant. But now, every single action of a celebrity is scrutinized under a magnifying glass, and not the slightest mistake can be afforded.
“It’s not for publicity, not dating. Are you satisfied with this answer?”