Windshow, the Slacker

Chapter 140

It proved that ridiculous works attracted ridiculous netizens. No one knew where such a massive wave of doctors had come from, but they instantly took over the entire discussion thread, delighting both those drawn in by the buzz and clueless onlookers.

What mattered more than happiness?

Just then, someone posted Jiang Hansheng's current stills.

So Boss Jiang had disappeared these past few days to film something—a literary movie, apparently, called Thirty-Six Years, Then Wasteland. There had even been an accident last time, but thankfully he was fine. Now he had returned to the production crew. Wonder how he was doing.

They hurriedly crawled along the internet connection to see their darling. The moment they arrived, these netizens expressionlessly exited the page.

"Who is this? Why is he so dark?"

"Netizen who posted this, could you please stop messing with us?"

"Call me again when you have real information. Thanks."

"I'm off—off to The Crown Prince Goes on Strike to mourn Jiang Hansheng. Goodbye."

"LS, don't go! Don't!"

#JiangHanshengFansRefuseToClaimTheirIdol# also made the trending list. Everyone who clicked on it came out laughing. Because his looks had suddenly taken such a dive, Best Actor Jiang had been rejected by his own fans. It was absolutely hilarious.

No one had ever seen such willful fans.

Over in that other fandom, fans would be heartbroken if their idol merely got a haircut. Then there was that other one—if he spent a little time in the sun filming on location, his fans would howl in distress. But when it came to Jiang Hansheng, not only did he get no sympathy, he was outright rejected.

One fan directly posted a comparison: "The Jiang Hansheng you imagined—[Luo Xiaoxiao's still]. The real Jiang Hansheng—[a monk fruit]."

"Pfft, hahahahaha!"

"I'm going to look for other handsome guys.