Chapter 123: Trending Everywhere—Tonight Belongs to Bai Ling!

Becoming a Top Star After Online Backlash: Rising to Fame with a Hit Song Lu Xunxun 2550 words 2026-04-01 07:24:16

“Say what you will, but Bai Ling has never disappointed me when it comes to singing.”
“Of course, she’s a little musical prodigy.”
“Now you have to add acting prodigy to that, too.”
“Is it possible that Bai Ling wrote this song just recently—maybe she got her inspiration from that old movie?”
“If you insist, it’s a bit of a stretch, but the core is pretty much the same.”
“Yes, whether it’s the song or the stage performance, I was deeply moved.”
“That’s right. As long as the performance is brilliant, nothing else matters much!”
“Go, go, go! I need to savor ‘A Diao’ again!”
“Whoa, is the new song online already?”
“Huh?”
“I was planning to rewatch the stream, and now you’re telling me it’s online?”
“Excellent, fantastic—no more waiting for the official release!”
Seeing these comments flood the livestream chat, how could the show’s director not understand why the popularity had skyrocketed?
Originally, he hadn’t paid much attention to the other show airing at the same time.
In his mind, whether either would go viral was uncertain.
But now, things were heading to the utmost extremes.
This move caught everyone off guard.
At that moment, the director was so excited he kept rubbing his hands together.
Having produced variety shows for years, he’d never seen anything like this.
He’d envied Old Wang from “Come Celebrate the New Year at My House” for his sudden rise, but now, it was his turn!
What a thrill!
But just as he was basking in this joy, someone beside him hurried over and said, “Director, the heat’s dropping!”
“The number of viewers in the livestream is slipping away.”
The director was stunned. “What?”
“What’s going on?”
“Everything was going so well, what happened?”
The person reporting to him gave a wry smile. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“The chat comments make it clear—everyone’s gone to listen to the song!”
“Bai Ling’s new song is going online tonight!”
The director saw what was happening and nearly fainted from frustration.
“Oh, my happiness—just like that?”
Even Bai Ling herself didn’t know her new song was being released tonight.

She had entrusted the whole matter to Sister Ge.
For days, she hadn’t been involved at all.
And Sister Ge had orchestrated this release beautifully.
The traffic generated by both variety shows converged, and in this moment, Bai Ling’s new song became the focus of it all.
In the past, when Bai Ling released a new song, word of mouth took hours to build momentum.
But now, as soon as “A Diao” dropped, it shot straight to number three on the new song chart!
And this third place was only temporary.
Ten minutes later, it seized the top spot.
Not just for newcomers—even veteran singers rarely saw such results.
Even the biggest pop stars, despite massive promotion, could only barely reach this speed.
You could only say Sister Ge did a brilliant job, harnessing the winds at the perfect moment.
Of course, that’s because she had confidence in Bai Ling’s performance tonight.
Otherwise, things might have backfired.
“A Diao” was firmly holding the number one spot on the new song chart.
It wasn’t just a great song—it showcased Bai Ling’s vocal prowess, which explained the overwhelming response.
On the hot song chart, it was racing forward as well.
While topping the new song chart, it also entered the top ten of the hot songs.
With every refresh, the rankings changed.
Ten minutes later, it kicked out the previous number one, claiming the crown.
Meanwhile, Bai Ling’s other songs, “Undersea” and “Invisible Wings,” made way for “A Diao.”
Both were excellent works, but they couldn’t match the timely impact of “A Diao.”
Even so, the achievement was astonishing.
Bai Ling had released three songs in total, and two had topped the charts.
That kind of record would be explosive for the whole industry, not just among new singers.
Alongside her chart success, Bai Ling’s popularity and trending topics soared.
Her name was plastered all over the trending search lists.
“Bai Ling’s superb acting, a flawless recreation of a classic!”
“One song, ‘A Diao,’ shocks the soul—this singer’s future is limitless!”
“Bai Ling—she really is an acting genius?!”
“Bai Ling: Rehearsal? Not needed at all (hands on hips).”
“A heart-wrenching performance, a breathtaking song—the night belongs to Bai Ling!”
The trending topics were unstoppable, leaping higher and higher.

The trending platform was cracking under the strain.
Those spots were premium advertising spaces, yet Bai Ling hadn’t spent a cent and still dominated them—is that fair?
Meanwhile, her old rival, Starshine Entertainment, was growing restless.
Wang Tianhai, at that moment, looked bewildered, with a beautiful woman lying next to him—one of Bai Ling’s former groupmates, and one of the fiercest backstabbers.
Beep, beep, beep...
His phone kept ringing, and Wang Tianhai answered irritably.
“Who is it!”
“Who dares bother me now? Are you looking for trouble?”
“Ah... Dad...”
“What’s... wrong?”
A furious roar came through the phone.
“You useless fool! All you ever think about is chasing women—you’re worthless, you might as well die between a woman’s thighs!”
“You let Bai Ling, such a money-maker, slip away just like that!”
“Our website’s under attack again! You idiot, get back here and clean up the mess! Come home tomorrow and let’s see if I beat you to death!”
“You dog!”
Wang Tianhai wanted to retort, Dad, if I’m a dog, what are you?
But he didn’t dare—otherwise, tomorrow he’d really be dead.
His father was the founder of Starshine, which was the source of his arrogance.
Now, a late-night call, another tirade, and it was all because of Bai Ling.
“Wasn’t Bai Ling’s incident over for now?”
Wang Tianhai scrolled through trending searches, and seeing Bai Ling dominate the top dozens on Weibo, he nearly spat out his drink.
“What the hell...”
“What the hell...”
He checked Starshine’s website, and saw that all those applauding Bai Ling’s acting, or praising her vocals and new song,
had come over en masse to trample Starshine.
It was simple—if Starshine hadn’t sabotaged Bai Ling, would she have ever reached such sadness and depth in her art?
If people wanted to vent, why not target Starshine?
If Wang Tianhai had known what these netizens really thought, he probably wouldn’t have slept for several nights out of sheer anger.

(End of chapter)