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The light shone through the glass window onto the computer desk in front, faintly highlighting the dust swirling in the air.
Mou Keyan sat in her chair, tugged at the linen cardigan draped on her shoulders, closed her laptop, and sighed deeply.
For Mou Keyan, the past couple of days had been filled with a peculiar favor from fate.
Since entering Nanhu University, she had danced at countless events but her influence had always been confined to the campus, never making a significant impact.
But a junior casually posted a tweet, and by the next morning, it skyrocketed from the local section to the top of the trending topics under "#SisterEyeMaskDance."
And that account was a brand-new, blank one!
At first, Mou Keyan thought the video’s sudden popularity was just a fluke—a new account stumbling into the traffic pool.
But when she returned to her dorm, she pulled out the flyer Lu Jincheng had given her during the big recruiting event and read it over again.
Were these services for real?
The more she read, the more surprised she became, carefully recalling Lu Jincheng’s actions, and the more she thought about it, the more impressive it seemed.
The eye mask he spontaneously handed over, professional-level filming and fan-cam positions, complemented by uniquely crafted viral copy...
But how did Lu Jincheng manage it?
Did he specifically prepare props in advance for me?
But how did he know I would wear it and that it would be explosively effective? Official source is novel-fire.ɴet
Why is his filming technique so good?
This series of intricate designs, as if calculated in advance, collectively hatched a rare high-quality amateur dance video on Weibo.
In just two days, her Weibo followers had increased by nearly a hundred thousand.
It was the sum of all her efforts over the years.
These two days, from teachers and classmates to friends and family, many people came across her video, and her inbox was filled with unceasing private messages.
"Miao Miao, haven’t you checked your phone? Deng Yuan is waiting for you downstairs~"
"He seems a bit anxious."
The door to the dorm was pushed open, and Jiang Yu, returning from a date, squinted at Mou Keyan.
It wasn’t that Mou Keyan hadn’t checked her phone; she was just zoning out at the chat window of Lu Jincheng, who had just accepted her friend request.
She had many questions for this junior who had brought her so many surprises, but she wasn’t sure how to start.
Perhaps she should deal with suitor number one first.
After changing out of her cardigan, Mou Keyan slipped on some sandals, tied up her wavy hair, and walked downstairs.
At the entrance of dormitory building 16, Deng Yuan was holding a beautifully wrapped small bag, eagerly watching the staircase. Upon seeing Mou Keyan descend, he hurriedly walked up to meet her.
"Miao Miao, why didn’t you reply to my WeChat?"
"I’ve had too many private messages these past two days, I just didn’t check my phone."
Mou Keyan rubbed her eyes, her delicate oval face showing a hint of fatigue.
"Oh good, you should look at private messages less, they’re all insincere admirers."
Saying this, Deng Yuan handed her the small bag.
"I saw you liked it on Weibo and thought you’d definitely like it, so I bought it."
Deng Yuan’s eyes brimmed with fervor.
As Mou Keyan’s loyal admirer, he didn’t only follow every status update of his goddess but also analyzed the deeper meanings implied in each.
She liked it which means she was very interested, and me buying what she wants in advance, what does that say?
"It shows that I’m the man closest to her heart, the one who understands her needs the best!"
"...No need, why do you keep spending money? Didn’t you just give me earrings?"
Mou Keyan gently pushed the bag back, only for Deng Yuan to forcefully stuff it back into her arms.
"Listen to me, spending this money makes sense, Miao Miao."
Deng Yuan said earnestly, "I’ve read all the hot search comments. You’re somewhat of a public figure now. When you go out to perform, if I can’t accompany you, wearing the little trinket I gave you will be like having me by your side, okay?"
"Oh no, no, the Swan neck style is too expensive!"
Mou Keyan’s face turned red, and she pushed towards Deng Yuan again.
The product she liked was a Swarovski Swan Neck black swan necklace, worth 5000 RMB.
"It’s not expensive! You, an internet celebrity with over two hundred thousand followers, wearing this, I still think it’s a bargain!"
With that said, Deng Yuan became even more enthusiastic.
"Alright then, I indeed have gotten a lot more private messages inviting me for commercial performances."
This time, Mou Keyan did not play coy.
"Alright, Miao Miao, I’ll head back now. I just came to give you a gift. Rest well. Your eyes must be sore from reading all those private messages, right?"
Deng Yuan did not linger, because he knew Mou Keyan’s habits. If he didn’t arrange it with her beforehand through WeChat, she wouldn’t agree to go out suddenly.
Running down to the dormitory to deliver the gift was already a sign of a good relationship.
After all, when inviting a beautiful girl out, you have to give her time to put on makeup.
"Yo, Miao Miao, what gift has Mr. Deng brought you this time?"
As soon as Mou Keyan entered the room, Jiang Yu, who had just removed her makeup, greeted her with a smile.
"It’s probably... a necklace?"
She took a small knife, skillfully opened the bag, and indeed, it was a necklace.
"I told you so, giving gifts at this time, Deng Yuan must be a bit anxious!"
Jiang Yu crossed her arms, took the necklace, and analyzed, "Such a flashy design, he wouldn’t want you to wear it while dancing, would he?"
"It seems that’s what he means."
"Hahaha, helping you gain a hundred thousand followers in two days, that junior’s Weibo post was really flattering, really has a bit of a ’Golden Stone’ touch."
"Deng Yuan wants to declare his territory quickly. If you become a bigger internet celebrity, he won’t be able to sit still!"
"Dream on, I don’t have that skill."
Mou Keyan chuckled and turned around to open her computer screen.
"I just saw the flyer on your desk, his studio... is it specifically for incubating internet celebrities?"
Jiang Yu’s eyes lit up.
"Then why don’t you give it a try? Even if it sacrifices a bit of yourself, since he has the capability, what if it takes off?"
"Does it really mean sacrificing myself?"
Mou Keyan couldn’t help but tap her roommate’s forehead, trying to bring her back to her senses.
Whenever the girls in the dorm talked about their dreams at night, Jiang Yu would proudly tell everyone, "My dream is to be a housewife!"
"What’s a housewife?"
"It means spending my husband’s money, not having to work, having afternoon tea every day, doing household chores, sleeping in, occasionally working as a freelancer to earn some pocket money, or opening a flower shop, a coffee shop, and having my own social circle."
Thinking of this, Mou Keyan couldn’t help but get lost in her thoughts.
"He actually does own a coffee shop..."
"Right, what are you thinking about? You’re not considering Deng Yuan’s feelings, are you?"
Jiang Yu clicked her tongue and looked at Mou Keyan seriously.
"He can’t stop you from pursuing a better person, can he?"