Perfect Superstar.

Where there's a fan, there's bound to be a hater.

Since Lu Chen started Live Streaming on ''Whale TV'', his popularity has been rising rapidly, with his fanbase, the Fish Fans, expanding fast. This upward momentum inevitably attracted some haters.

Haters are everywhere. Whether it's in games, forums, WeChat groups, or Live Streaming rooms, a few active figures are always present. They tirelessly spit venom, spread rumors without a shred of truth, and incite heated battles— whoever gets popular, they'll try to bring them down!

The haters come from diverse backgrounds. Some are simply bored, some are naturally envious, and some are competitors.

Lu Chen's Live Streaming room had encountered haters several times before. However, thanks to three moderators, including Li Bai, their timely management kept things under control.

But this time was completely different. Just as he finished singing 'Golden Time of Youth', filling the room with a nostalgic, warm atmosphere, an unusual flood of hater comments suddenly appeared.

"Trash streamer, get off Whale TV!"

"This song is so awful, it's an insult to my ears!"

"Hehe, compared to our Baby Qing'er, he's just trash!"

"PureBoy is way better than this streamer, go support him!"

"When it comes to guitar and singing, SUNBoss is the one to watch— this guy doesn't even deserve to hold SUNBoss's mic."

"Boring, I'm out. This Live Streaming room is a snooze!"

"I'm going to watch Princess Yu."

When the hater comments first appeared, Lu Chen's Fish Fans didn't immediately react. With hundreds of thousands of viewers online, a bit of noise is normal, and nobody paid much attention at first.

And the room had moderators who could remove the haters with a click.

But when dozens, then hundreds, then thousands of hater comments flooded the chat, it was clear something was wrong.

Is Lu Fei really being attacked by haters?

Many fans were outraged, and it was as if they were savoring a warm cup of tea only to find a few green flies floating in it, instantly nauseating them!

Outraged, they launched a counterattack right away.

"Where did these haters come from? Get the hell out!"

"Haters, rot in hell!"

"Who's this Baby Qing'er? Just some flirt— she's got nothing on our Lu Fei!"

"Get lost! Get lost! Haters, get out!"

"What are the mods doing? Hurry up and kick these haters out, ban their IPs!"

"The more popular someone gets, the more haters appear— someone's jealous of Lu Fei!"

"These people are disgusting!"

The three moderators were already taking action, banning and kicking haters out of the room, but the sheer number of them made it nearly impossible to keep up. Their efforts weren't having much impact.

Li Bai quickly messaged Lu Chen: "Careful, someone's targeting us on purpose. Don't take the bait!"

In the Live Streaming world, haters often use divisive tactics, pretending to be fans of one streamer to attack others, sparking fan wars between rooms.

Though a low-level tactic, many fans are young and impulsive, and it only takes a few words to rile them up. The result is often mutual destruction.

Li Bai had been around the Live Streaming scene for a long time and knew these tricks well. He had a hunch about who was behind it.

But he couldn't explain too much to Lu Chen right then. It might disturb Lu Chen's focus, impacting his performance. And if Lu Chen lost his cool, he'd be falling right into the trap.

Li Bai's caution was justified, but he also underestimated Lu Chen.

Lu Chen hadn't dealt with this before, but he was observant. He realized what was happening even without Li Bai's warning.

He immediately spoke into the microphone, "Everyone, please stay calm. Don't let the haters dictate the flow here, and please don't go to other streamers' rooms to argue— that's exactly what they want!"

Setting down his guitar, Lu Chen smiled with ease and confidence: "There's no need to argue with them. Haters thrive on dragging others down to their level of shamelessness, where they can use their 'expert' skills in shamelessness to defeat you."

"We are on a different level than them."

"We should look down on them with a smile. A smile, just like mine— a smile of disdain!"

His smile, though filled with disdain, had a humorous touch rather than causing offense.

"Hahaha, Lu Fei's got it right!"

"Look down on the haters!"

"Check out my disdainful smile!"

"Advanced skill: Lu Fei's Disdain, +1000 damage, +9 mental impact, +500% hater damage!"

"Thriving on shamelessness… hahaha, Lu Fei nailed it!"

"These words are golden! I'm saving this— nobody try to take it from me!"

"Trying to set the tone? Insulting our IQ!"

"Support the streamer!"

In an instant, Lu Chen turned the tide in the chat. Waves of mocking comments from his fans overwhelmed the haters' remarks, reducing them to nothing. Some of his wealthy fans even started gifting Aircraft Carriers, boosting the morale of Lu Chen's side! 

With 600,000 online viewers and tens of thousands of Lu Family Army members, the few hundred or thousand haters could only make noise for a few seconds. Whether trying to set the tone or stir trouble, they were destined to fail.

But Lu Chen's counterattack didn't end there.

What's his greatest strength? Singing! So, he decided to respond to these ill-intentioned individuals with his music.

"Tonight, I'm thrilled and overjoyed. With your support, I achieved the unimaginable and reached 11th on the front page popularity ranking!"

"But I want to say, that's still not enough."

"Because we have boundless courage, boundless passion, and unity and love!"

"So let's rise together and fly even higher!"

With these words, Lu Chen adjusted his camera and microphone and stood up with his guitar in hand.

In this song, he had to sing standing up!

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"…Life is like

a great river.

Sometimes peaceful, 

sometimes wild.

Reality is like

a shackle, 

binding me,

impossible to escape.

..."

The song began in a low, restrained voice, reflecting the setbacks and pressures he faced.

But the restraint was short-lived, for the greater the pressure, the stronger the rebound. The melody quickly became spirited and intense!

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"...This enigmatic life, sharp as a knife,

hurting me time and again.

I know the happiness I long for

lies in that higher sky!

I want to fly higher,

fly higher!

Dance like the wild wind, 

break free from this hold!

I want to fly higher,

fly higher, 

my wings stirring up a storm, 

my heart howling, 

fly higher!"

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At 8:57 PM, in Lu Fei's Live Streaming room on ''Whale TV'', the online viewership: 647,310.

Countless viewers, especially those fans who had been with Lu Chen since the beginning, were utterly stunned!

The Lu Chen they saw now was not the same Lu Chen who sang heartfelt songs like 'Dust in the Wind', 'My Old Classmate', and 'Cinderella'.

The Lu Chen standing before them was youthful, passionate, and fierce— full of powerful fighting spirit!

His voice was no longer gentle and clear, but strong, weathered, and filled with an unyielding, uplifting energy.

This new song, which none of them had heard before, was entirely different from the previous folk songs.

It was in the style of rock!

Despite their surprise and shock, everyone loved it!

Especially those who had been angered by the haters earlier. Hearing this fiery, passionate rock piece now, they felt nothing but pure satisfaction, a deep, exhilarating satisfaction!

No need to argue, no need to explain, just proudly face the taunts, staying true to oneself!

As the lyrics said: 

"I want to fly higher, fly higher! Dance like the wild wind, break free from this hold!"

"I want to fly higher, fly higher! My wings stirring up a storm, my heart howling, fly higher!"

"Fly higher, fly higher..."

Countless viewers across countless screens were moved by Lu Chen's voice, their blood boiling, their passion fully ignited. With countless comments, countless Fish Balls, they rose alongside Lu Chen…

Flying even higher!

(End Of The Chapter)

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