"emmmm, I bought that unscented version, and it’s super refreshing and effective. How the heck is it even more useful than the face masks my girl got me?"
"Ladies, are you really still discussing this? I just went to the drugstore, and there was only one bottle left, you know!"
"Huh? Impossible, there were several rows on the shelves when I went to buy it yesterday!"
"Exactly, you must be kidding. There’s a drugstore right beneath my apartment, and there were plenty when I checked this morning!"
The girl who called others ’ladies’ argued with reason, "It’s really all gone, you can check if you don’t believe me, it’s not just the physical stores, they’re gone online too."
Everyone wore a face of disbelief and quickly started searching on their phones, but then...
"What the? It really is gone?!"
"This is so bizarre!"
"What on earth is going on? Isn’t this stuff new on the shelves?"
What’s going on? Let’s start from last night.
Tang Shu, enjoying the idyllic life in Tang Village, saw the message in Cloudscape Pharma’s work group chat and without a second thought, logged onto Uncle She’s Weibo account to post a new status before going to bed.
And the content of the message continued in his usual blunt style, so straightforward it only comprised a few words:
[Uncle She VIP: The mass production you’ve been asking for @Cloudscape Pharma...]
The consequence of not posting on Weibo for a long time? The nearly thirty million followers exploded in an instant after that post.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Uncle She, he, he’s come back from the dead!"
"A sight for sore eyes, who would have thought, Uncle She, you’re still alive?"
Tang Shu scrutinized the comments carefully when she saw them and nodded in agreement after a moment of reflection.
It was true she had struggled on the edge of life and death several times. Despite her confidence in her abilities, that did not prevent others from getting scared out of their wits during filming.
"Must have run off to some remote mountains and forests again, right? Isn’t it always for herb gathering whenever he disappears!"
This comment even got a response from Uncle She himself, although it was just the words "correct answer", it was enough to clear up the confusion for the eagerly waiting fans.
Of course, some clever fans noticed the highlight, their long-awaited Anti-Reduction Ointment was finally available in bulk—a better piece of news was hard to come by.
"Gonna cry, the Anti-Reduction Ointment I’ve been longing for is finally produced en masse, time to celebrate."
"emmmm, as a fan who couldn’t be more dedicated, does someone finally understand how I feel never winning any giveaways? Much love for Uncle She!"
"Oh my god, I’ve waited for the stars and moon, and finally the day has come. I’m so excited I could cry, for real."
"The last one I got is long gone, talk about perfect timing, HAHAHA!"
"Go buy, go buy, not just buy but stock up. If it’s a recipe from Uncle She, I have to get it!"
"Can’t wait, guys, I’m placing an order online right now, the ointment will arrive within half an hour!"
"I knew it, Uncle She was definitely brewing something big, this long silence meant he was up to something."
"Considering the Anti-Reduction Ointment, we forgive you."
Later into that night and extending into the wee hours of the next morning, along with the endless ’forgive you’s, the orders were quietly surging.
The next day, waking up in Tang Village, Tang Shu saw the screen filled with forgiveness toward her, and couldn’t help but feel a little amused.
Should she respond with a "Thank you for your understanding"?