Chapter 120: Are you sure you didn't do it?

What about the Prime Minister’s matter? Is that finally settled?

Go watch the second episode’s video—do you mindless fans still dare to claim no one’s been targeted?

Full of crude language, and yet it still becomes popular?

What would Teacher Guo Qiang think if he saw this?

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Under the pressure of their fans, the internet trolls shifted the discussion onto the Prime Minister, attempting a desperate counterattack. Since the actor playing Wang Lang had passed away, the protagonist of the Three Kingdoms series was now only the Prime Minister.

Once they dragged the topic into the Three Kingdoms series, the fans’ rebuttals lost much of their earlier fierceness. If the people involved saw this video, their reaction would be hard to predict, but no matter what, they wouldn’t let these trolls gloat.

After all, it’s just a parody video—pure entertainment.

Every master of parody has taken jabs at others.

Trolls are just trolls; Teacher Guo Qiang hasn’t even said anything, and you’re already attacking?

This is parody! Not defamation...

It’s better said as love!

Exactly, it’s because the love runs deep!

Well said—love indeed!

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Facing the onslaught of trolls, Luo Chen’s fans insisted this was an expression of deep affection for Teacher Guo Qiang. Why would it be so brilliantly satirical? Because the love runs that deep! If you don’t believe it, just watch another video from the Three Kingdoms series, “Loyalty or Treachery.” The master Angel doesn’t need to drag others down for popularity.

Though this reasoning was tenuous—probably the poster didn’t even believe it themselves—many still supported it, which effectively silenced the previously aggressive trolls. Soon, those trolls’ presence in the comment section nearly vanished.

Though the confrontation ended with the trolls overwhelmed and in retreat, they didn’t care much. Since they’d been paid, the client must have been satisfied with the results. That meant they could withdraw for the time being.

Without these troublemaking trolls, the fans cooled down, recognizing the obvious manipulation by paid internet brigades. It wasn’t that these brigades lacked subtlety—rather, acting alone, they couldn’t impact Luo Chen significantly.

Though the brigades disappeared, their influence did not fade. The number of people discussing the matter actually grew. It wasn’t just idle onlookers chatting about everything; even the faithful fanbases of other stars didn’t want to see their idols ridiculed and soon clashed with Luo Chen’s fans.

Though the sharp antagonism had softened, the impact widened, even affecting the entire Stardust platform.

Luo Chen had made quite a splash with earlier videos, yet many star owners harbored grudges. Two times in a row, the barrage of flying comments and heated remarks targeted him. Even if those were largely the fans’ independent actions, the star owners were far from forgiving.

They had no way to confront these viewers directly, so they pinned the blame on Luo Chen. If they didn’t seize this chance to cause trouble, they never would.

With the star owners stirring the pot, the ripple effect expanded, eventually reaching Stardust platform executives. Such a big commotion involving the “Purehearted Little Angel” couldn’t go unnoticed by the staff.

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In a mansion northwest of Qingshui City, Huang Ying watched the computer screen with keen interest. The comment section on his personal page was flooded with debates about the pros and cons of the parody All-Star series. If this had been before, Huang Ying would have been furious seeing his comment area invaded by other streamers’ fans. But now, reading those comments left him indifferent.

What could be more satisfying than seeing one’s rivals mired in trouble? Huang Ying was in good spirits, even the frustration from losing to Luo Chen recently had eased.

But should he seize this moment to strike harder? Adding fuel to the fire would surely be entertaining.

Twirling his sleek smartphone in his hand, Huang Ying pondered the feasibility of this plan.

Just then, the phone vibrated and rang. Huang Ying picked it up and frowned slightly.

It was Wu Qing calling again. What could he want at a time like this?

After a moment’s hesitation, Huang Ying answered the incessant ringing. A familiar female voice came through.

“Huang Ying, you’re not behind this mess again, are you? Manager Yuan specifically asked me to warn you: even if you want to pick a fight, it’s best not to do it now.”

After some discussion, the higher-ups had turned their suspicion toward Huang Ying, the only one with both the capability and motive. If it were any other time, Manager Yuan wouldn’t bother with such petty affairs—masters just dislike each other and handle it themselves. But now, at this critical moment, minor skirmishes were tolerable but still needed warning.

“You’re overthinking. This has nothing to do with me. Even if I faced off against someone, it would be in gameplay skill, not petty tricks. What use would those have?” Huang Ying responded, surprised that Stardust suspected him.

It wasn’t that he disdained such tactics, but even if successful, they wouldn’t change the big picture. Luo Chen had tens of millions of fans supporting him; even disgruntled stars who were parodied couldn’t stop the flood of support. Stardust would shoulder some of that pressure as well.

Knowing this, Huang Ying naturally wouldn’t waste time on useless schemes.

“Not you? Then who else?” Wu Qing doubted. Besides Huang Ying, who else had the leisure and strength to offend the hottest master right now? Could Huang Ying be making excuses to secretly stir more trouble?

“There are plenty of star owners on Stardust. Don’t tell me there’s no conflict and no reason for this. Just look at what that newcomer has done recently—who could stay calm?” Huang Ying sneered mockingly before hanging up.

The executives on Stardust were foolish, fixating only on him whenever trouble arose. Was he the only platinum-level master on the platform?

“Purehearted Little Angel” was a master of the parody section. Even if popular, he wouldn’t be the one most anxious now.

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