I’m Really a Superstar

Translator: Legge Editor: Legge

On the same night.

China.

The news had spread back to China. A lot of people found out about the news from the Japanese media, and many of them were stunned by it. They were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the floor!

On the Internet.

Weibo.

Moments.

At this instant, the news blew up everywhere!

"What?"

"Zhang Ye launched a tirade at over 20 Japanese celebrities?"

"His location was exposed?"

"The Asakusa Hotel got besieged by the Japanese citizens?"

"Over 30 police officers were dispatched to the scene?"

"Holy shit! Our Zhang'er is so impressive!"

"This—this—"

"Hahahahaha, well played!"

"Lord Zhang is so awesome! My idol! How ruthless!"

"Motherfucking hell! I knew it! I knew that a nationalistic young man and professional face slapper like Zhang Ye wouldn't possibly have checked into that Asakusa Hotel that's on everyone's tongue for no good reason! I should have thought of it! That fellow clearly went there to make trouble! Hahahahaha!"

"This is gonna be really interesting to watch!"

"Everyone, forward this piece of news! There's something exciting to watch again!"

"Lord Zhang has made his move!"

"This really came without any warning at all. Face-smacking Zhang did not even say a word prior to this, so this is such a great turnaround! When I read that he had checked in to the Asakusa Hotel previously, I even criticized him for being unpatriotic!"

"This is who Zhang Ye is. If he can prove something with his actions, there isn't a need to pay lip service at all!"

"What's the situation like over there?"

"I don't know. Let's wait for the news!"

…

Back at home.

Zhang Ye's mother was floored.

His father was speechless.

When Wu Zeqing saw the news, she chuckled.

…

At Old Yao's house.

Yao Jiancai was dumbfounded.

Yao Mi was at a loss for words.

Yao Jiancai's wife facepalmed and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

…

At Zhang Ye's Studio.

Zhang Zuo was sweating profusely.

Wu Yi hurriedly called Ha Qiqi to find out about the situation.

The other staff who had stayed behind in the office were also panicking.

Some of them were used to this, while some of them were not used to it yet. Whenever Zhang Ye traveled for work, there would always be trouble. If he went on a short trip, there would be a minor incident. If it was a longer trip, there would be a major incident. The further he went, the more trouble there would be. This was the usual practice over here, and no exception had ever been made. There were truly no exceptions!

…

…

The next day.

Tokyo, Japan.

An uneventful night passed.

In the morning, Zhang Ye got up before 8 AM. He stretched lazily and had a look at his watch before getting out from bed to wash his face. Then he headed down to the hotel's cafeteria for his free breakfast.

Significantly fewer people were in the cafeteria now that many of them had checked out yesterday.

Zhang Ye found a table with no one around and ate by himself.

At this moment, the guests who were eating breakfast and the hotel staff also noticed him.

"Zhang Ye!"

"That's him!"

"The people who came and caused a commotion yesterday were all here for him!"

"This fellow is so awful!"

"Yeah, I've seen the things that he said on the social network as well! I've met people who are offensive, but I've never come across anyone as offensive as him!"

"He has made enemies out of those 20 celebrities!"

"This fellow is horrible!"

"Why is he still staying here? Why hasn't the hotel chased him away yet?"

At this moment, the president arrived with his people. When he saw Zhang Ye, his expression changed as he shot a dark look at him. He didn't say anything, conversing with the other guests instead.

"President, what's going on?"

"Why hasn't he left yet?"

"How many more days will he be staying here? Cancel his booking!"

"Right, he was the one who started that mess!"

Everyone was expressing their views.

The president could only think to himself how he would have liked to chase him away as well, but the issue was that he couldn't do so. This fellow had really strong backing. However, he could not say that aloud. "We always try our best to serve any guest who comes to stay at our hotel. That has always been the motto of our hotel."

Not long after.

The president led his people and left the cafeteria.

As the president walked past Zhang Ye who was lowering his head to eat, Zhang Ye spoke again. "About the two demands. Have you thought them over?"

The faces of the president and his followers sank.

Zhang Ye said as he ate, "If you haven't made a decision yet, think it over again."

The president sneered and said, "Do you think that we're afraid of you just because of this little stunt that you pulled? Aren't you underestimating us a little too much that way! Don't mention that small crowd of people from yesterday, even if a crowd that is five or ten times larger came, I could still bear it. At most, I'll lose a few more customers, no? That bit of loss won't count for much at all! Ha! If we even care about this bit of money, that would be the real joke here!"

The hotel staff stole a glance at the president.

Hey!

This wasn't what you said yesterday!

Your reaction was the biggest for yesterday's losses!

But they understood that the president was just saying this so that he could continue portraying an imposing manner.

Zhang Ye nodded and said, "Good." Then he continued eating breakfast.

The president snorted and led his people away with a swagger.

After breakfast, Zhang Ye sauntered over to the elevator and went upstairs. He went back to his room and filled the bathtub with hot water before getting in to take a hot bath.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Zhang Ye dried himself off and then brewed a cup of tea. After that, he sat himself down in front of the computer.

…

In the president's office.

"Has the tour group arrived yet?"

"They're almost here."

"OK, take extra care to serve them well."

"We understand."

"Don't worry about that Zhang Ye anymore. He did not really affect us too much even after causing that mess yesterday. He's probably going to behave himself over the next few days."

After having a look at the sky outside, the president broke into a smile. It was rare to have such good weather with the sun shining so brightly, so their business would surely be quite good today as well.

All of a sudden, someone pushed the door open!

"President! They're here!"

"What are you shouting for! Isn't it just a tour group? They're already here?"

"It's not the tour group! Come and see this!"

Everyone in the room was startled!

The president and several of the executives' hearts skipped a beat as they ran to the window and opened it to look down. When they saw it, they nearly slumped to the ground!

A 100 people!

A 1,000 people!

2,000 people!

The enraged crowd was converging in from all directions!

The president froze. "Didn't the police already handle things yesterday?"

An executive was shocked silly from the sight. "What the fuck! Why are they here again?"

Then someone pointed at the computer and shouted, "Oh my God! Look at this! It's on the Internet!"

The president and the others all leaned over to have a look and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood!

…

Yamada Akira's social network.

Zhang Ye's commented, "Are you crazy or what?"

—Sent from the Asakusa Hotel, Tokyo.

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Fujiwara's social network.

Zhang Ye's commented, "Are you crazy or what?"

—Sent from the Asakusa Hotel, Tokyo.

…

It was all Zhang Ye!

The Japanese social network was covered with Zhang Ye's fingerprints again!

This time, it wasn't just 10 or 20 celebrities!

This time, on this day, Zhang Ye had launched his tirade on a hundred Japanese celebrities!

Loud, cursing voices suddenly boomed from the president's office!

"Your grandpa!"

"Zhang! You motherfucker!"

"This is crazy! That Zhang fella is a madman!"

"Oh my God!"

"Quick, close the doors! Hurry!"

"Call the police! Call the police first!"

"Zhang Ye, fuck your sister!"

"You may fucking wish to die! But don't drag us into it!"

Outside, the crowd was growing larger and larger!

A lot of people were standing in front of the hotel and cursing at them!

In the end, it grew to a crowd of several thousand people, which was five to ten times the amount of yesterday's crowd!

The executives looked resentfully at the president. Why did you have to say those words to spite Zhang Ye! You wouldn't be afraid even if it was a crowd that was five times larger? It would be fine even if it was a crowd that was ten times larger?

Damn!

He actually managed to gather that many people today!