Breaking Out as an Idol

"This guy really has succeeded in winning fans. So many people here are actually rooting for him."

"But he knows how to manage his image and build a persona. Someone like that can turn a win into an even bigger win, and even turn a loss into a win."

"But it doesn't have much to do with me." Yang Bo had no intention of taking the fan-building route, so he would not accept endorsements or anything like that.

On Earth, some celebrities had fallen into traps after accepting endorsements. The outfits they wore to certain events could be downright baffling. It was hard to say that the sponsoring companies had not been sent by their enemies.

A businessman's money was not so easy to take. If he gave you one dollar, he expected you to make him ten.

The atmosphere at the venue was extremely lively, but what Yang Bo found a little hard to accept was how quite a few men were shouting things like, "Mike, I love you! I want to marry you!"

Of course, every now and then, someone also shouted that they wanted to marry him—and damn it, they were men too.

"I don't want to stay at this venue for another minute. Let's end this quickly!" Although Yang Bo deliberately ignored the flamboyantly dressed man shouting that he wanted to marry him, his sharp hearing and Dynamic Vision meant he could clearly see everyone's movements.

"Begin!" the host finally announced.

Mike had wanted to strike an elegant pose for his fans.

Unexpectedly, Yang Bo changed his usual rhythm. The instant the host's word fell, he charged forward with the speed of a leopard.

Mike had only completed half his pose before he had no choice but to move in to defend against Yang Bo.

"Ah,