I’m Really a Superstar

Translator: Legge Editor: Legge

On this day.

In the morning.

From the day Zhang Ye announced that all seven of his comic series were canceled, the crusade against this "great eunuch" continued for a whole week. The people of China, Japan, Korea, and many other countries all volunteered to join the campaign, launching a devastating personal attack on him.

According to incomplete statistics:

Zhang Ye was scolded 20 million times on China's Weibo.

Zhang Ye was scolded 32 million times by those in Japan.

Zhang Ye's Studio was surrounded 11 times.

Zhang Ye's car was soaked with the urine of dogs peeing on it a total of 53 times.

Right now, his BMW was emitting such a pungent smell that it could be smelled from ten meters away!

Castrating!

Dead cat bounce!

Castrating again!

Everything this fellow did caused the people to grind their teeth in hatred!

There had never been a celebrity who got scolded by so many people. Furthermore, it was a denunciation that lasted an entire week like a bombing run. This was truly unprecedented and unheard of!

Online.

"Hai, stop scolding already."

"I'm getting tired too."

"Save your energy, everyone. This fellow will never update the comics again!"

"This fellow's skin is too thick, and he's totally unaffected by our scolding!"

"I really want to cry. My One Piece, my Naruto, my Detective Conan!"

"Wash up and get some sleep. I know this Zhang Ye fellow too well. Who knows, he might find his conscience someday and get back to drawing the comics. It's impossible right now because he's challenging the Japanese and Korean authorities on the restriction order. Since they've banned him over there, he's even more unwilling to publish any new chapters. This fellow has always had such a temper."

"Oh yes, how's his Asian popularity doing?"

"Let me see—"

"Eh, why isn't he there?"

"His name isn't there? Haha, could his popularity have dropped?"

"He deserves it! Let him die!"

"What's going on? Is his name really no longer on the rankings?"

"Did you guys just notice? This has been the case for several days."

"Could he have gotten banned on the rankings index?"

"Could it be that he is no longer on the rankings because of the wrath of the people?"

There were all sorts of differing opinions.

Everyone was coming up with all kinds of wild guesses.

…

Elsewhere.

At Zhang Ye's Studio.

Everyone had been really busy with this matter for the past few days.

"Where's the contract? Where's the contract for One Piece?"

"It's here!"

"Aiya, who left it in the drawer?"

"Is Detective Conan's contract there too?"

"It's with me. The original manuscript is here as well!"

"Alright, send it over to them then."

A few days ago, they received a call from the staff overseeing the Asian Celebrity Rankings, requesting that they present evidence proving that Zhang Ye was Aoi, Ozawa, and all of the other cartoonists. They also informed them that Zhang Ye's Asian popularity ranking would temporarily be suspended. Only after the verification process could they recalculate and reinstate his popularity score on the rankings index. The studio's staff naturally understood this.

Were the comics done by you as long as you claimed so?

That wouldn't do. It had to be backed up with evidence.

Only after the verification process finished could the accumulated popularity of those seven cartoonists be redirected to Zhang Ye's popularity score.

Zhang Ye asked, "Will it be settled by today?"

Ha Qiqi said, "It should be. It's more or less done."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Alright then, let's keep a lookout for tonight's rankings."

Little Wang was a little nervous. "Will this really work?"

Little Sun was also unsure about this. "I'm just afraid that our reputation is not too good, and it might affect the popularity score."

"How is it only not too good?" Little Zhou corrected, "We have no reputation left at all!"

Zhang Ye was amused to hear this. In reality, he had estimated his popularity score. But there were still too many uncertain factors, so he couldn't be sure of it either. He had caused the wave he wanted to, so they would have to see today's results to know how successful it was.

A little more!

Let's increase our popularity a little more this time!

At the very least, let us get closer to the top ten of the Asian A-list rankings. If we can't even make it into the top ten, then all these months of hard work would have gone to waste!

…

Not only Zhang Ye.

China.

Japan.

Korea.

The industry.

The media.

Everyone was extremely concerned about the changes in his Asian popularity!

"Has Zhang Ye's Asian popularity gone up or down?"

"According to a report, Zhang Ye's popularity score is currently being evaluated!"

"Zhang Ye's popularity ranking to be revealed tonight?"

"Would he ascend to the altar or he fall from grace?"

"According to industry insiders: Zhang Ye's popularity score is impossible to predict!"

"An unprecedented example in history!"

There were those who were bullish.

There were those who were bearish.

Everyone was debating this to no end.

…

Japan.

"Let him fucking drop from the rankings."

"Yeah, let him drop out of the A-list rankings!"

"What are you saying? He should fall off the B-list too!"

"That's right! This fellow is too hateful. Hopefully, he won't even earn a place on the Asian C-list!"

"Hahaha, let's wait to see Zhang Ye's impending doom tonight!"

"Drop! Drop! Drop!"

"Let him understand what will become of him when he incurs our wrath!"

…

China.

"I've already bought the firecrackers."

"Hehe, we're waiting to celebrate tonight!"

"Here's wishing Lord Zhang a great failure!"

"He will definitely fail! Otherwise, the Heavens will be outraged!"

"Since Teacher Zhang is trying so hard to fail, it wouldn't be justified if he doesn't at least drop down to the C-list rankings!"

"We're in for a show!"

…

Korea.

"Go on, cancel the comics!"

"Let's see if he can still smile after tonight!"

"Keep being arrogant! You'll be crying soon!"

"Ahem, what if this fellow's popularity goes up instead?"

"Fuck, surely not, right?"

"There are so many people scolding him. How can it rise?"

"But hasn't it always been this way?"

"Eh!"

…

Lee Anson's team.

"What will happen tonight?"

"I don't know."

"Let's wait and see then."

"It will definitely drop, that's for sure!"

…

At Yao Jiancai's house.

"Dad, is Uncle Zhang's Asian popularity score going to be updated soon?"

"I think so."

"Will it drop?"

"Who can predict that? Common sense can never be applied when it comes to that kid!"

…

In China.

At a gathering of several celebrities.

"Anyone wants to make a guess about the changes to Zhang Ye's popularity ranking?"

"This is really hard to put a finger on."

"Yeah, we can make a guess for anyone but Zhang Ye. His popularity ranking is fucking impossible to guess."

…

An hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

It was finally midnight.

Countless Asian media outlets, industry insiders, celebrities, and citizens started checking the Asian Celebrity Rankings Index. Everyone was refreshing the rankings index. It wasn't that they had nothing better to do, but that everyone was very curious about Zhang Ye's current popularity ranking!

They refreshed it once!

Nothing!

They refreshed it again!

Still nothing!

When most of the people refreshed it for the third time, the rankings index was finally updated!

Several days prior, Zhang Ye was last seen at around the middle of the Asian A-list rankings. It wasn't considered the front, but it was slightly ahead of those ranked in the middle. But upon seeing this latest Asian Celebrity Rankings Index today, many people were stunned! A lot of them were so shocked that they nearly vomited blood. They were all tongue-tied!

"Holy fuck!"

"How could this be!"

"This can't be, dammit!"

"How does this make any sense!"

"How could it be like this!"

"This great eunuch is too heaven-defying!"

"It doesn't make any sense at all! It doesn't make any fucking sense at all!"

Zhang Ye's name had impressively appeared on the rankings index. It did not drop down to the B- or C-list rankings. Zhang Ye's popularity ranking was still in the A-list. Not only that, he had actually advanced from his middle ranking!

It advanced by a lot!

It was really a lot!

The Asian people couldn't believe their eyes. They saw Zhang Ye's name appear at fourth place on the Asian A-list!

Fourth place!

This couldn't even be considered the front anymore!

This was the fucking top of the Asian A-list!

Compared to his previous place in the middle of the rankings, he had advanced by 16 or 17 spots!

This was skyrocketing!

Japan was dumbfounded!

Korea was dumbfounded!

Zhang Ye's Studio's staff were dumbfounded!

The Asian media outlets were dumbfounded!

The Asian entertainment industry was dumbfounded!

All the Asian people were dumbfounded!

At the moment the popularity rankings index was revealed, all of Asia blew up!

"Does it have to be so ridiculous!"

"Does it have to be so unexpected!"

"Fuck your sister!"

"It can even be fucking achieved this way?"

"Not only did his ranking not drop, it even rose? And it even rose by so much?"

"My titanium dog eyes are blinded!"