Chapter 64

The situation is both encouraging and pressing!

Is this a sweet烦恼 (trouble)?

If he were to be honest and confess, perhaps nothing would happen with his wife, but there would definitely be problems with his father-in-law. Liu Hao weighed the options but still felt hesitant.

However, time waits for no one, and even if he didn't come forward, someone was pushing him from behind.

The sales of *Tiyu Zhoukan* (Sports Weekly) have risen again recently. Besides enjoying the sports news, everyone also wanted to read the serialized novel *The Crazy Career of a Middle-Aged Man*, which had reached Chapter 63...

Lai Yuxin's personal email had been receiving new messages lately, all complaints.

"Every time you update a chapter, are you trying to kill us? There are only three issues of *Tiyu Zhoukan* a week, three chapters a week, and you still expect us to live..."

"Where exactly is Wengfeng Road, which is as famous as Dongguan?"

"Where is Liu Xiaopang from?"

"..."

In the latest chapter, Lai Yuxin quietly wrote about Liu Hao getting a green card to participate in the任意球大师赛 (Free Kick Masters Tournament) and then posted an article titled "Nike Steals the Show" under the pseudonym "Lai."

Whether it was praise or criticism, it was all good.

It meant that everyone was paying attention!

"Xiaopang is going to shine in the Masters Tournament... If he wins a championship, will he be noticed by European teams?" A familiar commenter "I Love Football" left a message on the post, "If Xiaopang wins the championship, shouldn't other Chinese players retire? I strongly urge that Liu Xiaopang be recruited into the national team."

"This... Indeed, this guy will make many players feel ashamed, and they might retire... Adidas lost big this time, thinking that Zheng Zhi and the others were the stars of the CSL, but they didn't realize that Liu Xiaopang from the CSL is the real star. Nike's move is brilliant, and I heard they even made a commercial with him as the main character."

"Last time, it was said that Adidas paid Liu Hao a million dollars for the ad, how much did Nike pay this time? I saw the latest Adidas ad, and Liu Xiaopang is just an extra. I looked closely, and the extra isn't even him, but a fat guy who looks like him..."

This Liu Xiaopang is really a cash cow. The chief editor of QQ Sports, He Jianshu, adjusted his glasses and muttered, "You should write more news about Liu Xiaopang. Mauro, stop writing about Ronaldo and Messi all the time. Everyone is getting tired of it. Look at how much you get criticized."

Mauro, whose true identity had never been revealed, lowered his head and took notes, looking like he was learning a lesson.

"Robbie, you too, stop making up news for *World Sports* and *As* all the time. There's too much fabrication, even I can't stand it."

Robbie, who was also rarely seen, looked devout and nodded continuously, seemingly not very satisfied with himself either.

Hehe, I told you not to keep stirring up trouble, but you wouldn't listen. Now look... Jiu Xi, sitting between them, looked calm on the surface but was secretly smirking.

"Jiu Xi, you also shouldn't keep exposing things online, like 'world-class geniuses' and 'super strikers.' Now, when people click on the webpage, they don't even read the content. They just scroll to the bottom and see Mauro, Robbie, and Jiu Xi, and they don't bother reading, let alone leaving comments! Do you know how much traffic and money the website is losing?" He Jianshu was almost angry by the end.

When the traffic was high, you never said anything like this. Mauro felt wronged, "But Chief He, I'm the editor of the La Liga section. Suddenly switching to the domestic football section is really not something I'm used to."

In the La Liga section, he could stir up fights between Ronaldo and Messi fans every day, and it was a lot of fun. Suddenly switching to domestic football? Boss, is there even football in China? What am I supposed to write about? It's definitely not comfortable.

"Right, and who is this Liu Xiaopang?" Jiu Xi, who had always been in the Premier League section, was even more confused. Although he nodded and pretended to be learning, he really had no idea who Liu Xiaopang was.

Is Premier League news not more valuable than a fat guy? The editor must have had a brain freeze, or lost money playing mahjong last night! Or maybe his mistress stormed in...

"Boss, let me go. I like Liu Xiaopang..." Robbie, who had been silent, suddenly raised his hand, his face full of excitement.

... Mauro and Jiu Xi were both delighted, thinking that Robbie was just trying to flatter the boss. If he couldn't write profitable articles, would Chief He still pay him? This flattery is worthless!

"Very good, then you will also take charge of the domestic football section. No problem, right?" He Jianshu, who was already thin, looked even more gaunt when he smiled, "Robbie, when you write, pay attention to international trends. For example, although Liu Xiaopang is a Chinese player, he is doing international things, like you can put him in the Premier League section to interact with some stars. Your fabrication skills are at a master level, I believe you can do it well. I often tell you to look at things with a global perspective. Think about it, this guy is sponsored by Nike to play in the Masters Tournament, can he not be a big deal? We can praise him to the sky, and even if he falls, it won't be us who suffer. What do we lose?"

After drinking some water and clearing his throat, he continued, "Have you noticed that the reason Chinese football has no popularity is that China doesn't have a true star. Why do people still follow Chinese football? For two reasons: first, the Chinese national team, because they are like poison; second, Guangzhou Evergrande, because they are like candy. As for stars? If we follow your standards of talking nonsense online, do we have any stars?"

He Jianshu, a seasoned football fan, was very insightful and was now feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Why can't we create a star for the Chinese people? Robbie, you really need to write well about Liu Xiaopang. This guy has the potential to become a star. He is very mysterious. Trust me, I never misjudge people, just like when I said that the flashy Cristiano Ronaldo would become a top star after being transformed by Ferguson."

Is that so? But I remember you also said that Messi's height was too small to become a top star. Mauro secretly mocked him, but only in his heart, not daring to speak up.

"As for what to do next, I believe you will do an excellent job, Robbie. Use the sports section as you see fit..."

Damn! How much can this guy earn in a month, being able to post in any section... Mauro and Jiu Xi almost fainted, not expecting He Jianshu to give him so much power.

After making all the arrangements, He Jianshu happily took out his phone.

"Xiao Lai, when do you think it's appropriate to open Liu Xiaopang's account? Should he make a guest appearance?" The "Xiao Lai" he was talking to was Lai Yuxin.

Mauro and Jiu Xi exchanged glances, understanding each other's thoughts, and quietly followed Robbie out of the editor's office.

As soon as they were out the door, the two of them immediately grabbed Robbie from either side.

"Kid, you're really bad, keeping all the good stuff to yourself! If you don't share with us, we'll take turns with you tonight! If you think there are too few of us, I'll call in the guys from the military channel..." Mauro said menacingly, his right hand already reaching into Robbie's back.

If the QQ football readers, who always cursed them, knew that these three guys had such a perverted tendency, they would be shocked.

"Brother Mao... How could I? Let's all make Liu Xiaopang a sensation. This guy really has potential. Didn't you see Chief He just take a call? It must have been Lai Yuxin from *Tiyu Zhoukan*..." Robbie said smugly.

"Damn, how do you know so much?" Jiu Xi pinched Robbie's butt hard, very puzzled.

Ah! Robbie screamed.

This guy is really too perverted!

"He must have slept with Chief He, otherwise, how could he know so clearly." Mauro answered without hesitation.

Robbie... Damn! Robbie couldn't argue with Mauro and Jiu Xi, and his butt was pinched for nothing. He lost big!

"Let's stick to the old rules: creating people is your job, creating gods is your job, and spreading rumors is my job..." He had to bring the conversation back to work.

Creating people means creating human factors. Anything related to Liu Xiaopang will be written by Mauro, regardless of whether it's true or false. Mauro's articles focus on creating conflicts...

Creating gods means exaggerating. Jiu Xi will exaggerate Liu Xiaopang to the heavens.

Spreading rumors is easier to understand. Making something out of nothing is Robbie's specialty...

The division of labor was very clear, and Liu Hao couldn't help but become famous.

Three mediocre people can surpass Zhuge Liang, as the saying goes.

If Liu Hao knew that he was appreciated by three notorious editors of QQ, what would he think?

What would it feel like to see the entire QQ sports section filled with news about Liu Xiaopang?

Anyway, when Liu Hao logged into QQ that day and the news page popped up, he stood there like a wooden stake...

QQ sports section dominated!

QQ is not a porn site or a small forum. Dominating the sports section is a big deal.

"QQ is infected!" Yu Baojin burst out of Pan Zhi's old office and ran over to Liu Hao.

Yes, many people thought QQ was infected. Otherwise, why would the sports section be filled with one person's name?

The virus is named Liu Xiaopang...

Of course, the entire sports section background had only one logo: Nike... and a line of English: "Just Do It..."

"Ah! What the hell!" The neighboring office also screamed, it was Zhang Yuanyun's voice...

Not finding the lottery ticket, but finding Liu Hao?!

It seems that civil servants are really idle. The first thing they do at work is open QQ and read QQ news.

Not long after, Zhang Yuanyun ran over with an A4 paper, gesturing to Liu Hao.

"Looks like it! Really like it! Liu Hao, do you have a long-lost brother somewhere? Tsk tsk, it's really too similar!"

Liu Hao glanced at the paper in Zhang Yuanyun's hand and felt a bit breathless.

This guy printed out Liu Xiaopang's photo...

"You mean him? He plays football, I've seen him on TV. What's the big deal? Everyone in Yin Prefecture knows he looks like me, just not as handsome as me!"

"That guy has a mole on his thigh, hehe, Liu Hao, did you know?" Zhang Yuanyun said with a mischievous smile, the air feeling a bit perverted.

"You observed a mole on his thigh so carefully? Chief Yu, your subordinates are really capable. Do you know Liu Xiaopang well?" A mole on the thigh... When did she see his thigh? Liu Hao shouted, but his heart skipped a beat.

"Hehe..."

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