After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 257: Jiang Chaoyuan: Desperately Seeking a Way to Slack Off Without Being Noticed

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Jiang Chaoyuan: Desperately Seeking a Way to Slack Off Without Being Noticed

Sang Qingran paused for a moment, clearly not expecting someone at home to still care about him.

His fingertips subconsciously retreated into his sleeve, "Yeah."

"Is your sister still unwilling to give you guys a chance?"

Senior Brother asked delicately, never having imagined that Sang Qiao was still alive and thus had not shown Qingran the medical records.

At the time, he just thought that since it was all going to be in the past, he shouldn’t bring it up and add to Qingran’s sorrow.

He hadn’t anticipated that later on, it would indirectly cause the siblings to never be able to go back. If he had paid more attention at the time and sent them to Qingran, perhaps the situation would be different now.

"Nothing else matters now. As long as she’s doing well, that’s enough. There’s almost nothing I can do for her anyway."

Sang Qingran lowered his head and laughed at himself in self-derision. They had both grown up; Qiaoqiao was very capable, doing better than all of them, and he couldn’t help her with anything.

But it was okay as long as she was doing well. He was only a brief presence in her life.

She had treated him sincerely, been good to him.

He hadn’t cherished it.

"Qingran, don’t be too sad, you still have me." Senior Brother was also distressed, but he always had a way with comforting others.

Sang Qingran: "..."

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Sang Qiao said she would start taking special care of Jiang Chaoyuan, and she really did, down to arranging a healthy regimen for him, including early to bed and early to rise.

When he saw the schedule that had him sleeping before ten at night and waking up at seven in the morning, was he dumbfounded?

He must be kidding, right? How could he adopt the schedule of an elderly person when he was still young?

"Oh, by the way, I’ve arranged for you to participate in a boy band talent show. Do your best to debut. I’ve spoken to the production team, and I’ll stop by from time to time to see you and cheer you on."

Sang Qiao then took another sheet of paper from the table and handed it to him to see.

Jiang Chaoyuan mechanically snatched the sheet, displaying a smile that looked worse than crying, "I’ll do my best."

"I’ll personally drop you off later. I’ll start off as a mentor in the show, but I won’t give you any special treatment."

Sang Qiao continued calmly. The artists in their company were all mediocre; they were all passable, but none exploded in popularity.

So, after reviewing Jiang Chaoyuan’s profile, she had the urge to take the matter into her own hands.

Apart from his lack of ambition, Jiang Chaoyuan was indeed very strong in all other aspects. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he was blessed by the heavens.

"Okay." Jiang Chaoyuan began to plot in his mind how to slack off under his boss’s watch and go unnoticed. As long as he got voted off, Sister Qiao would give up on him.

The perennially inactive Sang Qiao rarely posted on Weibo, Sang Qiao V: "[Cheering for you in ’Dancing Youth’ @Jiang Chaoyuan!]"

"[If Sister Qiao hadn’t posted today, I’d have suspected her account was hacked, boo hoo hoo, she never posts!]"

"[Sister Qiao really let me down. I thought it was a fan service post, not just your photo or Brother Li’s, but I didn’t expect it to be about your artist.]"

"[This little brother looks unfamiliar. Why does he feel like he has no presence?]"

"[...She’s really biased, only posting about one newcomer. There’s so many artists under Rose Entertainment, especially my Brother Weichen, who is so dedicated, yet I haven’t seen you post to cheer him on.]"

"[I firmly boycott Jiang Chaoyuan, won’t cheer for him. I’ll cast my vote for someone else!]"

"Everyone, I really don’t see the need for such bias, Jiang Chaoyuan is seriously handsome! Especially that photo of him getting out of the race car, he’s a hidden gem!"

Jiang Chaoyuan had been sitting on the couch waiting for the afternoon to join the crew when, out of nowhere, his usually quiet phone started ringing non-stop, "Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong~"

In a fluster, he turned on silent mode, and when he checked again, his normally modestly popular account had suddenly spiked by a whopping hundred thousand followers!

The last photo he had posted of the race car had gone straight from just a few comments to over ninety-nine plus.

"It’s from Sister Qiao’s side~"

"Go for it, brother! It’s Sister Qiao’s first time promoting an artist, we must support!"

"Chaoyuan bro, charge on, your sister will always follow!"

"Not that great though, doesn’t even look as good as Li Qingyan, really don’t know what Sang Qiao sees in recommending you!"

...Endless comments that just can’t be scrolled through.

Jiang Chaoyuan looked at the tens of thousands of new followers in his account and felt a slight headache. He still missed the times when he had just a few ten thousand followers, even if he had bought those followers, the feeling of sudden fame was truly overwhelming for him.

He racked his brain trying to think up his own controversial issues and how to discreetly ruin his popularity to lose followers.

"Knock knock."

"Sister Qiao, I’ve packed Chaoyuan’s suitcase," said his agent from outside the door.

"Come in." Sang Qiao also shut down her computer and picked up the phone from the desk, stepping towards the door.

After walking a short distance, she suddenly remembered something and looked back at Jiang Chaoyuan who was still sitting on the couch, "It’s time to go."

"...Alright!" Jiang Chaoyuan snapped out of his thoughts.

He followed out the door, heartbroken, especially when he saw the agent standing by the door, his luggage all packed and ready, which made him even more despondent.

"Chaoyuan bro, I will vote for you every day!" The agent was completely oblivious to Jiang Chaoyuan’s sadness, even thinking that he was resolved to work hard and improve.

Her heart was full of reassurance, the least promising artist was finally rising!

Jiang Chaoyuan: "..." There really was no need.

At the "Dancing Youth" production crew, the male artists participating in the talent show all stayed in dorms arranged by the show, so Sang Qiao could only drop him off at the entrance.

"Sister Qiao, I’m heading in." Jiang Chaoyuan, dragging his suitcase, took very small steps towards the entrance, hoping that Sister Qiao would kindly notice that he was a lost cause.

And then call him back, so that he wouldn’t have to participate in the boy group selection anymore.

But it didn’t happen. Not only did Sang Qiao fail to realize he was a lost cause, but she also bid him "affectionately," "See you tomorrow."

"Go for it, Chaoyuan bro, fight for C and stay in the top eight!" his agent cheered him on as well.

Her loud voice drew the attention of other men also there for the boy group selection.

Jiang Chaoyuan felt over-cared for by so many people, he really "thanked" his agent!

The dorms arranged by the production team housed four people each, and Jiang Chaoyuan had the top bunk. He haphazardly made his bed, tossed aside his luggage, and just laid on the bed to waste away.

The other three roommates started introducing themselves, "Hello, I’m Ji Ba from Starlight Entertainment."

"My name is Geng Buju, I haven’t signed with an agency yet."

"I’m Wang Danteng, my agency is a new one, not very famous—you may not have heard of it, but I’m pleased to meet you, and hope we can live harmoniously together."

After the three of them finished introducing themselves, their gazes unanimously turned towards Jiang Chaoyuan, who was lying on his bed without even bothering to take his shoes off, looking like a complete mess.

All six eyes were fixed on Jiang Chaoyuan, waiting for him to introduce himself.