The phone was picked up almost immediately.
"Shushu?! Where are you, are you okay?!"
"Mom, I’m already in the community, I’m completely fine."
"Thank goodness, I saw the news first thing in the morning. Was the incident on the train real? Are you really okay?"
Seeing one’s daughter standing in front of a criminal on the news first thing in the morning would send anyone into a panic. At that moment, Mrs. Lin was so frightened that she was beside herself with worry and even contacted Father Tang to ask about the situation.
Through the phone, Tang Shu could hear her mother’s anxiety and tried her best to soothe her.
"I’m fine, really. If you don’t believe me, should I come over to the Xu Family to see you later?"
"Don’t you dare! Just stay in the community, I’ll have the driver take me there. I’ll arrive in a bit!"
As soon as Mrs. Lin finished speaking, she hung up the phone and hurriedly called for the driver to get the car ready.
In the East Lake Community, Tang Shu sighed helplessly. After seeing that many people had replied to her on WeChat, she also made a call to Father Tang to reassure him before receiving a call from Sister Luo.
"You little ancestor, you finally turned on your phone! You’re really okay?!"
"I’m fine, I couldn’t be better now."
Tang Shu had no choice but to repeat what she had just said, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up slightly.
It had been a long time since she felt the concern of others. Since becoming the Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect at the age of fifteen, what she heard more of were the strict demands and earnest teachings of her elders.
And those who would truly be concerned about her the first moment something happened—truthfully, there were none.
Five minutes later, Sister Luo managed to calm down her excitement. After ensuring that their artist was safe, she started teasing.
"You’re quite something. Just taking a high-speed train turned into a huge commotion. The incident only happened a few hours ago and you’re already topping the trending searches."
Tang Shu was surprised. She had indeed been on trending lists a few times before, but she was never particularly at the top; it was just a way to maintain her presence in front of netizens.
Compared to those trending spots, first place felt rather insignificant.
"How did I end up first? Haven’t there been any major news in the past two days?"
Sister Luo on the other end was speechless, "Doesn’t this count as major news? News broadcasts everywhere played the video of you saving people, and it was in high definition."
Listening to the indifferent tone of her artist, it truly seemed as if she didn’t take this "small matter" to heart.
"Ancestor, when I saw the trending list, I was scared to death, okay? And you really think this is nothing?"
Tang Shu tactfully remained silent.
This was a good time to keep quiet.
"Don’t stay quiet, okay? Next time you encounter something , think carefully. You really scared me."
"I understand. I’ll be careful."
Besides, it’s not like these kinds of things would happen to her all the time.
"You’ve really made a name for yourself this time. There are already a lot of curious netizens digging up your information. I’ll keep an eye on it, any negative news and I’ll handle the PR."
Great attention follows a big fire, and many people take an excessive interest.
This interest comes with both advantages and disadvantages—if handled well, it’s an opportunity to build a good reputation for the artist; if not, it can lead to disaster.
"Thank you for your trouble, Sister Luo."
"It’s my job after all. As long as you’re fine, that’s what matters. I’ll keep an eye on your fan data. Rest up at home, and I think it’s best to lie low for a while."
It had only been a few hours since the event, yet Sister Luo had already received interview requests from five or six media outlets.
Everyone wanted to get their hands on exclusive information.