HEIFEIGU -Chapter 10

Xie Jixing, whose “lack-of-morals value” had no upper limit, wasn’t done yet.

He jumped into #SummerStar—The Most “Flavorful” Boy Group!

The top comment read:

【It’s over. I’ll never see Summer Star the same way again. Now everyone looks like they stink.】

Why drag everyone into this?

Xie Jixing replied:

【Don’t include me! I quit the group ages ago! Didn’t people keep asking why? Now you know.】

He even attached a small tag about environmental science:

#CleanAirIsTheMostBasicConditionForHumanSurvival

At first glance, it looked unrelated to entertainment.

But once you thought about it—

Hahahahaha.

So vicious.

In just a few hours, the livestream felt like a roller coaster—tight pacing, constant reversals, more exciting than a short drama. The emotional payoff was maxed out.

Xie Jixing prepared to end the stream. Before leaving, he opened the livestream shop and wrinkled his nose.

“See? Told you it was trash. Can’t sell a single piece.”

Anti-fans: ???

Why are you calling back to this?!

“You people, seriously—what can you even do?” Xie Jixing started lecturing like a random internet dad.

“As fans, you stan… emmmm…”

He trailed off, but his mouse pointed clearly. On the trending page, people were debating whether Ji Jin farting in public was worse, or Xia Letian “eating the fart” was worse.

Within boy groups, they were… truly unique.

“As haters, your attack power isn’t even one-tenth of others’.”

“Listen to me.” He leaned close to the camera. “If you’re bad, practice more.”

Then, before anyone could react, he ended the stream.

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Even after he logged off, fans kept hunting for fun.

Group chats were made. Super-topics were created.

After being scattered for so long, Xie Jixing’s fans finally decided to organize.

After heated debate, the name ‘Woodfish Sisters’ narrowly beat ‘Bamboo Sisters’ and won.

Since their idol lacked morals too much, they needed to knock a wooden fish daily to preserve karma.

Excited, the Woodfish Sisters went to boost #XieJixingIsCrazy!

The hottest post was from a marketing account:

“Living Fossil of C-Entertainment Xie Jixing: A Record of Disciplining Haters!”

Clicking in revealed a flashy AI-voiced video compiling all his savage lines, paired with a cheeky background song.

The comments were full of amused bystanders.

【This tag shouldn’t be #XieJixingIsCrazy, it should be #XieJixingWentOnASpree!】

【When he quit literature back then, I disagreed.】

【You kept saying there were no ‘living people’ in C-ent. Now you summoned a living dad.】

The topic stayed hot for a long time. So did Summer Xing’s two tags. Even after the company spent money suppressing them, jokers kept pushing them back up.

Afterward, the fragrance brand immediately distanced itself and promised compensation coupons.

Summer Xing’s manager later posted:

Due to team changes, the members were under huge pressure, practicing day and night, which caused physical problems.

In the photo, Ji Jin lay pale in a hospital bed, on oxygen and IV, looking fragile.

The vague wording cleverly blamed Xie Jixing while farming sympathy for Ji Jin—a solid PR move.

The company also bought #JiJinStillInAComa.

Paid accounts posted:

【Heartbroken for Ji Jin. He looks like he’s about to shatter.】

But netizens weren’t buying it.

【When he shattered, was it with a ‘pfffttt’ sound?】

Then came endless laughter.

So sincere.

Usually, Xia Letian always interacted first.

But this time, he only posted four words: “Get well soon.”

Official. Cold.

His fans didn’t engage.

Some longtime fans felt disillusioned.

【They pretended to be so close. Now trouble comes and they cut ties. I even cursed Xie Jixing for leaving before. Now I see—good riddance. Unfollowing.】

After repeated scandals, Summer Star had to disappear for a while.

Even haters behaved.

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After receiving his streaming income, Xie Jixing happily opened a rental app—then got humbled by prices.

C City was insanely expensive.

A one-bedroom cost 6,000 yuan per month.

Studios were 4,000+ and required six months upfront plus deposit.

Even emptying his account wasn’t enough.

Other places were just “underground urn vs. aboveground urn.”

He gave up for now.

Depressed, he chose dinner.

Fried chicken? Too greasy.

BBQ? Too salty.

Snail noodles? Too smelly.

Finally, he ordered a seafood platter, listened to mukbang sounds, and opened instant noodles.

Livestreams weren’t hot every day. Begging for gifts wasn’t his style.

Only now did he realize how hard life was for an unsupported nobody.

Some people contacted him—but with ridiculous offers.

Some wanted him to argue online daily.

Some wanted him to fake scandals.

Some wanted him to entertain clients and drink.

Fast money.

He refused.

He’d rather quit than lose his bottom line.

He tried other jobs, but his resume was weak.

He couldn’t write: “Former ghost tamer of ten thousand spirits.”

If this continued, he’d downgrade from cup noodles to loose noodles.

No driver’s license. Maybe buy an e-bike and deliver food?

Just as he was about to search for one, a job posting popped up.

【Large-scale real-life escape room variety show recruiting NPC extras. Daily pay: 500 yuan. Three meals included.】

This looks promising!

Xie Jixing searched online. NPCs in these escape rooms usually played ghosts and scared people. Wasn’t that exactly his specialty?

In this world, no one understood ghosts better than him!

He sent a cat-peeking emoji and messaged them:

“Hello, are you still hiring NPC extras?”

“Yep, yep!” came the quick reply. “Are you a guy or a girl?”

Xie Jixing: “Male.”

“Okay, then could you send a photo?”

Huh? Even ghost actors had to send photos now? This world really was one giant looks-based competition.

Xie Jixing turned on his camera and took a low-angle selfie. His nostrils were clearly in the center.

After receiving the photo, the other side paused.

“Is this from the internet?”

With that angle and that face, was he trying to fool ghosts?

Doubting his looks?

Xie Jixing immediately started a video call.

The recruiter was a young woman. When his face suddenly appeared on screen, she was stunned. Clutching her chest, she said sincerely:

“With this face, playing a ghost isn’t really suitable…”

Xie Jixing: “…”

He might as well have admitted it was a stock photo. Why did he get rejected instead?

“Even with scary makeup, you wouldn’t be that frightening. And putting you in a mask would be a waste…” The girl suddenly snapped her fingers. “Got it! Handsome, I’ll raise your pay to 700. Would you be willing to cross-dress?”

With that face, playing the final boss female ghost would be perfect!

“Cross-dress?” Xie Jixing frowned.

“If you agree, I’ll apply for 50 yuan transport allowance and 50 yuan meal allowance too,” she added quickly. “That’s 800 yuan a day. How about it?”

For other celebrities, 800 yuan a day wasn’t even worth getting out of bed.

But for Xie Jixing, 800 yuan with free meals?

Amazing.

Finally, no more instant noodles.

“Where’s the haunted house? When do we start? Do we need to sign a contract?”

“Yes. I’ll send your photo to the casting assistant director first. Don’t worry, the conditions I promised are fine.”

She was already messaging the casting director.

“There will be a group interview. If you pass, you’ll sign on the spot.”

“I’ll send you the location later.”

With the job basically settled, Xie Jixing decided to reward himself with a feast.

He took out a sausage, a braised egg, and opened a can of cola. Sitting by his instant noodle cup, he started a “food exploration livestream.”

Seriously, watching people eat instant noodles was dangerous. You’d die of craving.