The money Jiang Qin donated to charity hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Beneath the trending topic, more and more of the people she had helped began to share their stories.

[I’m a music student from a C-class planet. Three years ago, I fell ill and had to have my vocal cords surgically removed.

To earn enough Star Coins for an artificial vocal cord surgery, I worked three jobs a day, drank expired nutrient liquid, and lived in a junkyard. Even after saving for three years, I still didn’t have enough.

Many people probably can’t understand how someone could be so poor in this day and age.

My mother was a reporter, and my father was a warrior. Both of them died defending our planet when I was young.

Our planet is poor, and so is our government. They could only afford to support us orphans until we reached adulthood; they didn’t have the resources for anything more.

That means we get no assistance when we get sick, and once we’re adults, we have to earn money for our own tuition and living expenses.

In a life like this, a single serious illness can throw all your plans into disarray.

I originally thought I’d have to keep at it for at least another ten years before I could save up enough for the surgery.

By then, I would be too old to go back to school...

It felt like I could see how the rest of my life would play out.

But then, I was fortunate enough to be accepted into the music talent sponsorship program run by Miss Jiang Qin’s foundation.

Now, my artificial vocal cord surgery is complete. I have my voice back, and I’ve returned to school.]

Below this long post, the student also attached a photo of the first-place trophy he won in a campus singing competition after returning to school.

In addition to that, there was a list showing he had been selected as an exchange student.

And in the replies, many entertainment companies had already started trying to recruit him.

After all, here was a prospective singer with both a compelling story and real talent. If they could sign him, even if he didn’t become a massive star, a little bit of fame would be no problem.

’Then we can package his tragic backstory, build up an inspirational, grateful persona, and even ride Jiang Qin’s coattails a bit, tsk tsk...’

But while they were clever, he wasn’t a fool.

The original poster replied directly: [Sorry, everyone. I want to get into Tianwen Entertainment on my own merits.]

He wanted to thank Jiang Qin in person, though it would be fine even if he never got to meet her.

’I heard Miss Jiang Qin has a controlling stake in Tianwen Entertainment. If I work hard and make money for the company, isn’t that the same as making money for Miss Jiang Qin!’

Comments like this weren’t an isolated case.

There were sponsored sick children, sponsored pure humans, and even talented people who’d been sponsored because poverty had prevented them from chasing their dreams.

One grateful comment after another lined up, making it look like a live broadcast of a donation acceptance speech.

But it was the appearance of all these people that made the people of the Federation realize with a shock just how many good deeds Jiang Qin had done.

Those who had secretly slandered her out of jealousy when her movies became blockbusters, envious of the money she earned, were instantly struck with a feeling of No Place to Hide.

It had always been rumored that the profits from most of Jiang Qin’s work went to charity, but many people had never taken it seriously.

That included the people in the upper echelons of society.

After all, the "philanthropist" persona was a tired old trick they had seen and played themselves.

They’d claim to be doing charity, but in reality, the money just made a circuit, picking up a little extra on the way, before ending up right back in their own pockets.

They didn’t lose a thing; in fact, they gained both fame and fortune.

But as it turned out, there was actually a sucker who genuinely wanted to pour her money into charity.

’Doesn’t she like money?’

They just didn’t get it.

But it had to be said, with so many people coming forward to speak out, Jiang Qin’s public appeal soared once again.

At this point, she had practically won over everyone in the Federation, from the lower to the middle and upper classes.

And on top of that, she was now appearing at military bases.

An endless torrent of praise washed over her.

The public’s adoration for her was as envy-inducing as it was jealousy-provoking.

Mana was one of the jealous ones.

She was also an S-level female, 62 years old.

They were both S-level soothing masters, and Mana felt she had soothed more males than Jiang Qin had drunk bottles of nutrient liquid.

She had performed group soothing at military bases too, and had even brought back several partners from them.

But she had never been praised like this!

"Why did Jiang Qin get praised by everyone after going just once, while I’ve gone three times over the years and nobody even remembers!"

Furious, she reached out and slapped the partner beside her.

She snarled at him, "You useless trash from the Second District!"

The male, who was used to this, let his gaze darken for a moment before he began to patiently soothe her.

"Female master, please don’t be angry. If people knew that you are also a patriotic soothing master, they would praise you just the same."

"So is everyone in your Second Military District a piece of trash? When I went to soothe you all before, why didn’t you have reporters there to film me?

A pack of ungrateful mongrels! When you begged me to come, you were practically ready to kneel and lick my feet. But as soon as I agreed, you treated me like I was nothing!

I don’t care! Contact the Commander of the Second Military District for me right now and have him publicize it!

If my trending topic isn’t bigger than that little bitch’s by this time tomorrow, I’ll throw you in the public house!"

The public house was a place of entertainment for females.

He agreed to Mana’s unreasonable demands without batting an eye.

He then placed a call to his former superior.

A few minutes later, he knelt before Mana and coaxed her, "I’ve spoken with the Commander. He said the previous soothing session was too long ago; even if we publicize it now, it probably won’t get much attention.

How about this: you go to the Second Military District again tomorrow, and he’ll arrange for reporters to ’secretly’ photograph you.

We’ll pretend we don’t know a thing, get some paid commenters to help promote it, and then use that to bring up the other times you helped out a few years ago.

That way, it won’t seem so deliberate. What do you think of that plan?"

Mana was reluctant. She didn’t want to perform a group soothing; it was exhausting.

Besides, how were those sour, stinking warriors worthy of being soothed by her?

The males she usually soothed, you see, were the rich and powerful of the Federation. People with no connections couldn’t even get an audience with her!

However, after her male’s cloying and sweet coaxing, she finally agreed.

But the more she thought about it, the more displeased she became, and she ended up taking out all her frustration on her partner from the Second District.

...

In the days that followed, all the warriors in the Federation were inexplicably blessed with good fortune.

Many females suddenly began contacting military bases on their own initiative, offering to come and soothe the warriors.

And after these females finished their soothing sessions, they would invariably be "secretly" photographed by reporters, with the pictures then posted on the Star Network.

Then, a flock of netizens would appear to praise them for being as beautiful as they were kind, calling them the most beloved females in the Federation.

As they watched this play out, the Commanders of the various military districts suddenly had a realization.

They started contacting females themselves.

When an invitation was declined, they would casually mention how So-and-so had voluntarily come to soothe the warriors, and how everyone was praising her as the kindest female in the Federation!

You can be a kind female.

But you can’t be *the* kindest female!

And so, quite a few females who couldn’t stand being provoked showed up immediately.