"Top-tier idols" was a term neither of them dared to dream about. After all, their popularity had completely tanked.
Chen Jincheng observed their expressions and teased, "What's with those looks? You don't believe me?"
Linghua smiled awkwardly. "Mr. Chen, we know exactly where we stand. Forget about being top-tier. Look at us—we don't even dare to accept commercial gigs anymore. We only dare to sing on television broadcasts, hoping people won't realize we actually have no fans."
Hearing this, Jincheng thought to himself that his suspicions were right. He looked at them with a beaming smile. "Do you have some sort of misunderstanding about yourselves? You actually have a massive fanbase. Take me, for example. You could consider me a fan."
Linghua and Zeng Yi exchanged bewildered glances, completely speechless. Jincheng had just delivered the most perfunctory cliché imaginable. No matter how they looked at it, he seemed to be pulling their legs.
