Chapter 202: Wang Chu: I Took the Offensive
At the end of September, on the last day of the short National Day holiday, the school was still lively; the normally desolate morning had already begun to show many silhouettes.
On the playground Lin Mo practiced alone in the morning. Little Old Lady had probably already started her holiday life yesterday — after all, at her age there was no way she would join the sports et.
Many freshn and sophomores had already begun preparing on the field; after all, it was the second day of the sports et, and those energetic underclassn still wanted to get a good ranking, even if it didn’t matter much.
Of course, there were also juniors and seniors who got up early, dragging suitcases and hurrying off campus to catch high-speed trains ho.
Although the school forbade students from going ho early, when many people were involved there were always so who disobeyed: going ho a day early had many advantages — one could stay at ho an extra day and avoid the October 1 commuting peak.
So students simply hadn’t gotten tickets for the next day and could only leave a day early. Lin Mo had never done that himself, but he was used to it; it wasn’t that he didn’t want to go ho early, it was that every year he waited to go with his cousin, taking her car ho — it had been like that for years.
So he never had the trouble of failing to get tickets for the October 1 holiday.
Last night the shopping page’s items were neither good nor bad: a box of Red Date and Yam Eight-Treasure Cake. Although it was a pastry, it had a product description:
【红枣山药八珍糕；去湿气，老人养胃滋补品；￥9.9】
He didn’t know whether he had “dampness,” but “an elderly stomach-nourishing tonic” was clear enough; although it wasn’t an especially strong effect, it was a decent choice. Since the holiday was coming, he would just take it ho — after all, there were two hungry elders at ho waiting for him, their son, to rescue.
As for the other options, they were all rather ordinary, cheap, and without product descriptions — things one could buy with money in real life.
Given Lin Mo’s current worth, ordinary-priced items like gold necklaces and gold bracelets no longer impressed him; he preferred items with product descriptions and special functions.
Unless everything else was ordinary, he would pick the standout item from diocrity, just like that pack of cigarettes yesterday — he definitely wouldn’t let himself end up buying a ten-for-a-yuan pack of n’s underwear.
After morning exercise, Lin Mo returned to his lodging. Although the sports et continued that day, it had nothing to do with him; he tidied up because he still had to go into the city today.
Not long after he arrived, Sichuan Girl ran over, wearing slippers, hair in a ss, and red veins in her eyes.
“I'm famous, Old Mo — I’m famous, and you’re hot too,” she shouted as soon as she entered.
“What do you an ‘famous’? Are you crazy? That hair is quite a look — you left the house with a bird’s nest on your head. Wait, you didn’t sleep all night, did you? Aren’t you going ho today?” Lin Mo asked in astonishnt at her appearance.
Only Wang Chu stayed at school because of the Miss Mazu matter; he and Sichuan Girl were going ho — they had not gone back during sumr vacation, and although their families said nothing, they had been thinking about them.
“The video went viral, you went viral, look,” Sichuan Girl said excitedly, taking out her phone; the backend showed 1.87 million followers.
Yesterday before the live stream Sichuan Girl had been just under a million followers, and after the stream she had been only a little over a hundred thousand. Overnight she had gained so many?
At that rate of heat, gaining a million followers in one day was not a dream!
“Why did this happen?” Lin Mo asked.
He had expected a noticeable increase in followers these days from Sichuan Girl’s live stream, but he hadn’t expected such a huge jump.
“After yesterday’s live stream, clips from the room were made and heavily shared online, especially the spectacle of all those rich ladies in the stream, which drew massive traffic — naturally my account exploded.
Of course, mostly it was you: your hands and your sketches hit the trending list, and they ranked high.
Also, when you left yesterday, your profile flashed across the cara and soone screenshot it — that’s trending too.
My god, those weren’t human hands — they were hands that grabbed gold and silver! Old Mo, I should insure those hands, I don’t trust leaving them uninsured!”
As she spoke, Sichuan Girl grabbed his hand, her eyes full of money signs.
Just from Lin Mo’s hands yesterday he had received generous tips; with fans increasing so much, that was money — for content creators, traffic equaled money.
“Get away from , don’t force to slap you with my gold-and-silver-grabbing hands!” Lin Mo pulled his hand back, grabbed Sichuan Girl’s phone, and looked disgusted.
A man could slung an arm around a shoulder, but if soone hugged his waist or touched his hand, that was absolutely not allowed.
In plain terms: ugh — gross!
Then, following Sichuan Girl’s hint, he found the trending posts about him.
【Shocking supermodel hand speed, female viewers went crazy #explosive】
【Shock! Why did so many won impulsively buy for a pair of hands #explosive】
【The owner of Kato Taka’s hands: profile spotted #explosive】
【A man did this in two minutes on stream #explosive】
【Live-stream drawing of fans hours later — hype or reality】
Five of the trending items were about last night’s stream; the heat was considerable, and the top post even squeezed into the top ten at number eight.
Lin Mo opened the profile screenshot post and indeed found an image that showed a partial side view of his face; although it didn’t clearly reveal his features, it attracted a crowd of netizens.
【That side profile — I’m sure he’s handso!】
【Is there anyone skillful? Restore it quickly!】
【A global search would be more reliable】
Skimming the comnts at random and finding no exposure risk, Lin Mo tossed the phone back.
“Alright, stop making a fuss. If you didn’t sleep last night then don’t sleep now — hurry and wash your face. Didn’t you forget your 10:00 ticket?” Lin Mo said.
Seeing his calm, Sichuan Girl didn’t understand: “No, bro, you blew up like this and you’re so calm? Aren’t you excited? Start an account, make a fortune, achieve financial freedom!”
“You teaching how to do things? Keep that up and next ti I’ll charge for drawing or streaming,” Lin Mo warned with a glare.
At that, Sichuan Girl raised her hands in surrender: “Alright, I’ll go now, don’t be mad!”
After Sichuan Girl left, Lin Mo shook his head. He knew what she ant: without the shopping page earlier, he would have seized the opportunity to make money, but now he preferred to quietly make money — becoming famous was too conspicuous for soone with secrets on him.
Besides, he knew how yesterday’s stream had beco popular: others skirted boundaries with their bodies; he had done it with his fingers.
He had intended to draw attention to his sketches, but the sketches trailed far behind the hype around the “Kato Taka hands.”
Indeed, every skill found a strange way to be used and to be discovered by people.
At 8:30 a.m., Lin Mo, Sichuan Girl, Wang Chu, class monitor Wang Jing, and roommate He Xiaoyue — five in total — appeared at the community gate; Sichuan Girl and Wang Chu carried suitcases.
“You two are going ho today too?” Lin Mo asked the two won.
Class monitor Wang Jing smiled: “I’m here to see Xiaoyue off. I’ll stay behind — saves money to stay at school.”
“And him?” Sichuan Girl pointed at Wang Chu.
“Wang Chu was called over by the class monitor to help with the luggage. Thanks to handso Wang — when you get back I’ll treat you to a al!” He Xiaoyue explained with a laugh.
Wang Chu scratched his head in embarrassnt and avoided looking at Sichuan Girl; he had not planned to escort his roommate.
Everyone but Wang Chu knew the monitor’s decision, but they didn’t call it out; it could only be said that the kid was lucky.
Because Miss Yuan had taken the car away, they had to take the subway.
At the high-speed rail station at 9:30 a.m., the five chatted outside the station.
“You blew up like this — rember to treat us when you get back!”
“That’s because Lin Mo’s hands are famous. Co on, take a photo for ; if Lin Mo becos big, maybe I can sell the photo for a good price.”
Their conversation revolved around yesterday’s stream; they had all participated, and the sudden online fa couldn’t be kept secret.
At that mont Lin Mo received a phone call and said, “Okay, wait for the train. Wang Chu, you and the monitor go back together — I still have sothing to do, I’ll go first!”
He waved to them and walked away; they exchanged glances, smiled, and quietly followed.
Sure enough, just around the corner a rcedes sedan was parked by the curb, and a woman in a black, cinched-waist long dress stepped out with enigmatic steps — it was Rushuang Empress.
Sichuan Girl: “What do we say, fellas? Old Mo preferred looks over friendship — he abandoned us to go on a date. If we don’t punish this traitor, I’ll be resentful. I wanted to fight!”
Class monitor Wang Jing: “Having a partner is normal. I vote peace!”
He Xiaoyue: “No, my train is almost leaving — I vote surrender! I give up!”
Wang Chu: “Afraid of what? I vote attack!”
Sichuan Girl: “Attack? How do you propose we attack?”
Wang Chu sneered: “We can’t just stand by — while He Xiaoyue still had a few minutes before her train, the four of us would strike straight at Old Mo. The two girls, you and the monitor, deal with Rushuang Empress; Sichuan Girl and I will publicly beat Old Mo in front of her to vent, then run — imdiate retreat!”
His plan was riddled with holes; apart from He Xiaoyue, who could imdiately flee, where would the others run?
Besides, beating him brought no benefit.
The other three burst out laughing, and Sichuan Girl pointed at Wang Chu and laughed:
“Idiot”
Wang Chu: ???
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