YM778.TV Chapter Ch162.2 - Support Station
Chapter Ch162.2 - Support Station
translator: xiin
editors: apricot & juurensha
Floating City laboratory.
Arjun staggered and barely managed to keep from falling over in his chair, “Bro-Brother Wei, this seems to be slang in fan support stations. The support station’s eldest sister is the boss of the station, and they’re responsible for planning the itinerary and organizing support. The front-line fans take photos at the front of the crowd. Generally, artists, big entertainment companies, and big station sisters all communicate with each other. If you really see him, you can say you’re a station sister, and it might smooth out the way...”
Wei Shi quickly bought a Lycra camera. The salesperson was surprised by this big boss’s attitude of ‘not being short on money’. What’s more, he didn’t even want the camera delivered. He picked up the camera directly, paid, and then left...
By the time Wei Shi returned to the talent show base once again, more than half the trainees had already left. Wu Jin was also missing, and he could only hear some phrases from a few small fans, “Little Witch is so cute!”, “He kept bowing and bowing like a polite marshmallow on a spring!”
Outside the security cordon for the base, the stage manager was holding up a loudspeaker and politely inviting the fans to go home, “Thank you for your support. Pay attention to your safety when you leave. For the next program, we will be going to the XX film and television base tomorrow to shoot. Please try not to affect the daily operations and order of the base. Only one support station from each player will be allowed to enter... Thank you for your support, thank you for your support!”
Wei Shi linked up to the communication channel instantly.
Floating City laboratory.
Arjun was still explaining common knowledge on the other side of the communication channel.
The psychologist Zhou Nan had woken up and made himself a cup of tea, before coming over to check in on the situation. Zhou Nan found it increasingly amusing the more he heard and he murmured, “It’s a good idea. Even if Brother Wei goes to the program group and applies to be a security guard, it’ll be too late. As for investing, the waters in the entertainment circle are so deep, and it really won’t be easy. It’s too easy to scare Little Witch away like a little white rabbit if he visits his dorm at night. If he uses this kind of identity to get close to Little Witch––”
From beside him, Arjun listened respectfully until Wei Shi finished speaking, and then his eyes opened wide in shock, “Brother Wei, you want-want to be a station support sister? And-and, you want to go be a front-line fan? Not behind the scenes??”
Zhou Nan coughed continuously and smacked the back of Arjun’s head, “Do you know how to talk? It’s a station brother! Station brother!”
S City.
At night, the moon was bright, and stars were rarely visible. Wei Shi wore sleepwear as he sat at the desk of the presidential suite of XX hotel.
The hotel-provided laptop that could access the internet was open, and the search results for ‘XX film and television base’ was displayed on the ancient 21st century screen.
There were 16 tickets left for the high-speed rail train.
After confirming that the fake identity purchased with several hundred dollars couldn’t be used to register for the train ‘12307’, Wei Shi decisively spent 100,000 dollars for a fake Brazilian passport with a fake visa for Z country.
Then, he booked a first-class seat on the high-speed train as soon as he could.
Everything was ready.
Except for the fan support station.
Wei Shi opened up Azipay and clicked on the professional fan who’d sold him the support card earlier that day, “6000 to build a support station?”
The little fan had cheated 10,000 dollars out of Wei Shi, and was very respectful towards this rich big boss, “Yes, big guy. We’re professionals at this, big boss.”
Wei Shi sent over 12,000. “Have it done in half an hour.”
This work studio quickly accepted the order. They organized six programmers who went online to modify the template, alter the framework, replace the name of the idol, and put up a support map. 25 minutes later, the ‘Wu Jin Global Support Association’ was launched successfully.
While waiting for the support station to go online, they quickly arranged publicity on Weibo and handed in a manuscript.
Wei Shi accepted the finished goods. There was a line of text that the stationmaster could see in the background.
Clicks: 3.
Wei Shi: “......”
The sales manager for the professional fan group immediately called out to him, “Dear, this isn’t our problem, hey, dear. Another support station already went online during the afternoon, and it’s also known as the Wu Jin Global Support Association. The fans have already been used up, and it’s already pretty good for us to just become a sister station, dear.”
Wei Shi’s words were concise, “100,000. Squeeze them out.”
The manager: “......”
The manager cried bitterly, “Dear, we can’t do it, dear! In the morning, they produced a lot of well photoshopped photos that look practically immortal.” The manager tried hard to please this rich big boss, “It’s also because your little brother is really good looking, and he looks good no matter how the photos are taken! So, the fans are all flocking over there!”
“The group who built a support station ahead of us are ‘short-term professional support station sisters’. They do nothing but watch this kind of high traffic talent show. When they see a little brother who has a chance of becoming popular, they’ll quickly circle around, build up a station and start expanding it, collecting fans and raising funds that help them move onto the next battlefield. Yeah, the images we put out aren’t as good as theirs, so we really can’t win!”
Wei Shi: “You need images?”
In the POPO phone, several pictures that had been taken during the day were sent over to the manager.
The manager almost fainted when he saw a series of photos that were clearly taken in straight man style with the wrong angle, wrong filters, and wrong lighting, “... Big boss, you-your photos, could they have been taken with a mobile phone... these photos can’t be fixed up...”
Wei Shi frowned, “You need photos that have been fixed up?”
The manager responded in the affirmative and was finally able to let out a sigh of relief. This big boss was really one who was stupid, yet rich. Who didn’t know that nobody could beat the station support sisters when it came to fixing up photos? If the big boss was able to fix up these photos until they shone, he’d really no longer be able to keep his job as a manager...
In the hotel suite.
Wei Shi connected to the communication link with Floating City directly.
Arjun quickly obeyed his order and logged into Star Blog, sending the ugly and badly taken photos to the ‘White Moonlight Wu Jin Darling Interstellar Support Association’ public blog.
Arjun worked hard to flatter and please the support station sisters from the 31st century: Little sisters, here are a few photos of Little Witch, can you help fix them up a little?
The support association: ......
The support association: !!! Ahhhhhhhhhh holy shit a living Little Witch! Ahhhhhhh! Hurry, tell us who you are, what program is this from! The Crosson Show isn’t broadcasting, and we haven’t seen our son, mama is about to wither and die! There’s finally new photos that we can lick!! I’m so happy I’m bursting out into tears ahhhhh!!
The support association: Huh? That’s not right, why is it so coarse? It looks like it’s only 20 million pixels, right? And the format is in JPG? Is this a format from the 11th century or the 21st century?! To tell you the truth, it might be better to just draw a sketch of Little Witch directly...
A few minutes later.
The support association thanked Arjun for his contribution by paying him 200 credits, and the fan support station announced that they had new images.
Wu Jin stood there in the brilliant lights. The static JPG had been upgraded to a dynamic live photo. The youth wore classical kpop clothing from ten centuries ago, and his eyes glowed with scattered rays of light.
“Sparkling and clear, as bright as jade.”
Arjun clicked on ‘like’ for the little sister.
Then, he quickly copied the image, revised the layout, and sent it back to Wei Shi along with the copy.
21st century, S City.
‘Trustworthy support station brother’ Wei Shi quickly updated the content for the support station and sent out a wave of publicity.
Weibo remained silent for a few minutes, and then countless fans poured in: Little brother Wu Jin is too good looking! Also, what kind of immortal photo-shoppingis this?! Is this really a level of photoshopping ability that exists in the world right now?
From a few hundred kilometers away, the professional sales manager for the professional fan group who’d been keeping an eye on the situation suddenly spat out all his tea.
“With just those few photos, he really-really managed to fix them up until they shone!”
The next morning.
Before the trainees started shooting, all the support stations submitted their applications to the XX talent show group.
‘Wu Jin Global Support Association (2)’ defeated ‘Wu Jin Global Support Association (1)’ by an overwhelming traffic flow and popularity advantage, temporarily becoming the official support group. They were given permission and designated as a front-line support station.
The permit certificate was sent over to Wei Shi’s inbox.
Wei Shi picked up the ticket he’d obtained with his fake passport and called for a car.
High-speed rail station.
After the program premiered last night, a small, low level hot search had been triggered.
There were countless front-line fans and station sisters at the entrance. Inside the waiting room, the program team staff counted the number of trainees over and over again, “Everyone, prepare to pick up your tickets for departure. The first round of the competition is a MV shooting contest.”
The stage manager was still counting, “Hey, everyone’s already lining up to board the train. How come you’ve only just arrived?”
The handsome brother in front of him was tall, with long legs. His face was blocked by sunglasses, but his cool and eye-catching temperament still came across clearly.
Wei Shi removed his sunglasses, “I’m not a trainee.”
The stage manager was stunned. This really wasn’t one of the trainees from the program group! He apologized repeatedly to Wei Shi, and watched as this handsome brother turned towards someone nearby.
At the end of the line, Wu Jin was stunned as he looked at Wei Shi.
Wei Shi arrived in front of Wu Jin with quick strides, and stretched out his right hand that was covered in gun calluses. His voice was calm and magnetic.
“What a coincidence, we meet again.”
Juurensha: Hahahaha, somewhat like a stalker Wei Shi, but so fun!
xiin: dear, you’re not pulling off this fan thing very well, dear~