My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

He had already drunk three cases of beer in the dormitory. He, Qian Duoduo, and Bi Yuntao drank one and a half cases, while Lin Mo drank one and a half cases by himself.

But the result?

As a result, Qian Duoduo and Bi Yuntao were already a little dizzy, and he was also slightly tipsy.

In contrast, Lin Mo acted as if nothing had happened.

At this point, Chengfei had begun to doubt himself.

Can the three of them really outdrink Lin Mo?

But doubts aside, things have already come to this point, and if I back down now, even he will look down on me.

A man should fight for pride, not just steamed buns!

Noticing Lin Mo's gaze, Cheng Fei didn't say a word and skillfully opened the bottles of wine, saying as he did so, "Fourth brother, since you're so arrogant, the three of us will definitely drink you under the table tonight!"

"I am looking forward."

Lin Mo smiled nonchalantly, "I wish you success."

after an hour.

Only three cases of beer remained out of the ten cases. Qian Duoduo and Bi Yuntao lay sprawled on the ground, unable to make a sound except for breathing.

Cheng Fei was the only one left to persevere. After losing his teammates Qian Duoduo and Bi Yuntao, his pressure increased dramatically. In the past minute, Lin Mo forced him to drink three bottles of liquor.

By now, he was so dizzy that he could see double as he looked at Lin Mo across from him. He stammered, "Fourth brother, you...you can really drink!"

Lin Mo calmly downed another bottle of beer, then chuckled and placed it in front of Cheng Fei. "Boss, talking nonsense is useless, drink up!"

Chengfei: "..."

He's almost done!

But Lin Mo still didn't react at all. What was the point of drinking it?

"Um...can I just give up?"

After some hesitation, Chengfei finally chose to back down.

Shame?

No, compared to Qian Duoduo and Bi Yuntao who were drunk and passed out, it's not shameful for him to admit defeat at this moment.

He was, after all, the one who fought the longest.

He felt a pang of shame now, remembering how confident he was before he started drinking.

One against three?

It's completely Lin Mo stomping on the weak!

"Admit defeat?"

Lin Mo's eyes held a teasing glint in them. "Boss, you're backing down already? Weren't you quite confident before?"

"I……"

Cheng Fei took a deep breath, waved his hand with a wry smile, and said, "I knew you could drink, but I never imagined you could drink this much."

"I can't drink anymore, I can't drink any more. Please have mercy on me, or I'll really throw up."

"alright."

Upon hearing that Cheng Fei was about to vomit, Lin Mo didn't force him any further. He stood up, smoothed his clothes, and said, "That's all for tonight. We'll extend the private room until noon tomorrow. You can sleep here."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been granted a pardon, and immediately lay down on the upholstered sofa behind him. "Thank you."

Lin Mo chuckled. After leaving the private room, he went to the front desk to pay for the drinks and the room fee. He then gave the waiter a few instructions and a tip of several hundred yuan, asking him to take care of the three of them.

Then, they returned to Xiabei.

The absence of the three men provided him with an opportunity to practice his skills.

Back in his dorm room, he sat cross-legged on his bed, held his breath, and carefully began to circulate his spiritual energy.

After three consecutive cycles, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

The sky outside the window was just beginning to lighten. After glancing at the time, Lin Mo stopped practicing. He had circulated his spiritual energy for three major cycles, and now he felt refreshed. Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he got up and took a shower.

After taking a shower and changing my clothes, it was exactly 6:30 in the morning.

By now, it was already broad daylight.

Lin Mo sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his phone and opened Jiaoke (a social networking platform), the first thing he did was check the number of followers on the Jiaoke account.

Thanks to Shuangmu Entertainment's operations, his fan base will inevitably surge.

Yesterday he had 33 million followers on social media. Overnight, it should have grown to about 35 million.

When Lin Mo saw the number of followers on his social media account, his jaw almost dropped to the floor in shock.

Good guy!

Number of followers: [*]

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Lin Mo rubbed his eyes hard, looking at the screen several times before he was sure he wasn't hallucinating. "Forty-five million?"

"So, I gained twelve million followers overnight?"

"Holy crap, that's fucking amazing!"

Chapter 747 Fan Base Surges!

After a short while in shock, Lin Mo came to his senses and, remembering his bet with Lin Xue, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

With this astonishing rate of follower growth, Lin Xue set a goal of 50 million followers yesterday...

It can definitely be done!

How to enable the "disallow following" function?

The moment the thought crossed Lin Mo's mind, he immediately rejected it.

Such a great opportunity to gain followers is not something you can have whenever you want. It's no exaggeration to say that in the entire entertainment industry, there are definitely no more than five people who have ever gained followers this quickly.

Although he doesn't care about the number of followers on his social media account, he has at least signed with Shuangmu Entertainment, even if Shuangmu Entertainment is his own company, it still counts as a contract.

I learned from Lin Xue that the publicity team had stayed up for several nights in order to capitalize on this wave of academic success.

Moreover, Shuangmu Entertainment secretly invested a lot of resources to fuel the fire.

Otherwise, the rate of gaining followers will drop by at least half!

This is someone else's hard work, after all. It would be too reckless to give up this opportunity to quickly gain followers just because of a bet.

As an adult, one must prioritize the overall situation.

As for the bet...

It's ok!

There's also the Anyou fish.

She has 70 million followers, while Lin Xue's target is 100 million. Moreover, he is the main focus of this public opinion. Even if An Youyu's perfect score as the top scorer is revealed, her follower growth rate will definitely not be as fast as his.

She's still 30 million followers short of her goal. This surge in traffic might only get her social media account 10 million followers at most, but she's still 20 million short of her 100 million follower target.

With this in mind, Lin Mo revealed a confident smile.

By the way, let's see how many followers this little thing has gained.

With this thought in mind, Lin Mo opened An Youyu's dating profile. As soon as he entered, his pupils contracted violently and uncontrollably.

Number of followers: [*]

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We're less than 700,000 followers away from our goal of 100 million!

He gained 12 million followers overnight!

She gained 29 million followers overnight?

This……

really?

Bug!

There must be a bug in the customer service interface!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo hurriedly refreshed the page. One second the number of fans was 99.32 million, and the next second it became 99.35 million.

In less than twenty seconds, An Youyu gained nearly 20,000 more followers.

"hiss--"

Sensing something was wrong, Lin Mo didn't hesitate and quickly called An Youyu.

Meanwhile, room 412 in the girls' dormitory was very quiet.

All four girls were still asleep. On the inner bed against the wall, An Youyu had her hands on either side of her head, looking exactly like a cat sleeping.

The phone screen next to the pillow lit up, but because it was on silent, there was no sound at all.

The screen remained lit for almost half a minute before the call ended.

A few seconds later, the phone screen lit up again...

Lin Mo called An Youyu seven or eight times in a row, but no one answered. "Could this girl have put her phone on silent?"

Hit the nail on the head!

Unable to get through to An Youyu by phone, Lin Mo gave up and refreshed the page again.

When he saw An Youyu's latest number of followers, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably a few times.

Ninety-nine million eight hundred and sixty thousand!

Only 140,000 remain to reach 100 million.

This situation was truly unacceptable to Lin Mo.