"What are we betting on?"
"The number of votes this time. If you win, I'll record a short video to congratulate you. But if you lose..."
"What then?"
"You'll have to be more polite when you see my wife."
Fei Qing squinted his eyes, looking thoughtfully at the man in front of him. He used to be curious whether this man, who seemed detached from worldly affairs, would always stand high above and never be touched by dust.
He thought he was truly a god!
But at this moment, standing in the corridor of Listen to Me Sing with the busy staff bustling behind him, what he saw was an ordinary man, so real that it couldn't be any more real.
He wanted to stand up for his own woman, even though he had no chance of winning this bet.
"Qi Yu, do you know what kind of impact it will have on your fanbase once the video of you admitting defeat comes out?"
Why did Qi Yu have so many fans?
Because he had created numerous box office and viewership miracles.