Netizens are a formidable group.
It didn’t take long for them to dig up the location of the temple fair, yet the identity of the male protagonist in the video remained a mystery.
[I thought I would know everything about the handsome guy in ten minutes, but it’s almost been a day and I haven’t got a shred of information.]
[This generation of netizens isn’t cutting it——]
[Come on, brothers and sisters, I really want to know what the handsome guy does for a living, how can he be so hot!]
[Speaking of which, what does the handsome guy do? Dressed in a suit, he must be a business elite, right?]
[I don’t recognize him!]
[Don’t recognize him +1]
Many people asked in the comments, but few people responded.
This left many people disappointed.
As the person in power of Cloudscape Group, Jing Yu had never accepted a media interview, and not even a single photo of him had leaked out, while most of those who had seen him were business elites.
Interestingly, these business elites hardly ever scrolled through short videos, and even though the video was viral, it was difficult for them to be aware of it.
Even if a few recognized Jing Yu, mentioning his name got drowned out in the sea of comments, stirring no waves at all.
Palm Pavilion Community.
As the two individuals involved in the video, they walked out of the Jing Family Villa as evening approached.
After escorting the person to the neighbor’s doorstep, Jing Yu’s gaze paused on the Pleasant Goat plush toy.
"Can I have this...?"
Tang Shu blinked in confusion, her eyes landing on the two plush toys.
"You don’t want this one?"
She pointed to the Gangster Rabbit in her arms.
Jing Yu stared at the rabbit’s eyes for a moment in silence, decisively choosing it.
"Then I want this one."
Tang Shu stuffed the Gangster Rabbit into his arms and curved her lips as she took Pleasant Goat.
That’s more like it, the goat looks so cute.
Just as cute as her Big Horse Monkey.
The video of the masked female protagonist was a hit for a while, but as no one officially acknowledged it, the matter gradually subsided.
By this time, Tang Shu, carrying two books, stepped into the classroom and sat down in the spot Cheng Ranran had saved for her.
"Xiao Shushu, you’re finally here."
The chubby girl hadn’t seen her in a long time and chattered enthusiastically for a while; Tang Shu pinched her round cheeks and replied with great patience to each question.
Just before class was about to start, she noticed that Ye Xiaohui beside her was unusually quiet.
"What’s wrong with her?"
"Hmph, preparing for the competition. She’s been nearly going crazy with busyness while you were away."
"Competition, what competition?"
"What’s it called... Oh, the National Calligraphy and Painting Competition hosted by the National Calligraphy and Painting Association, the submission deadline is the day after tomorrow."
A calligraphy and painting competition...
Tang Shu paused for a moment and nodded, "I see."
Ye Xiaohui and Cheng Ranran, both locals of the capital, appeared to come from wealthy backgrounds judging by their clothes and possessions—one liked to play, the other liked to read.
It was not surprising she would participate in a calligraphy and painting competition.
"But she’s not painting; she’s looking at her phone, seems like she’s browsing websites?"
Both turned to look at Ye Xiaohui, and Cheng Ranran, keen to get a clearer view, even stood up to move to the other side, sandwiching Xiaohui in the middle with a pincer move.
With no choice, Ye Xiaohui looked up, "What are you doing? Class is about to start."
"Aren’t you supposed to be preparing for the competition? How come you still have time to browse the web?"
"And I haven’t even noticed me coming; when did I become so insignificant in your eyes?"