I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

"Alright."

Shen Kang saw that the post had been sent out, yawned, and said, "It's getting late. We've been up all night, everyone should go back to sleep."

Long Yuewen said, "The electronic reading room doesn't close until 10 o'clock, and it's not time yet. Why don't we stay a little longer?"

As she spoke, she refreshed the page and clicked into her own post to check its popularity.

Ma Xiaofeng chimed in, "Yeah, it's not closed yet anyway, so let's not rush to leave and see how the buzz goes."

She'd been involved for most of the day, and she even provided the clothes, so she felt very involved. Now that it's finished, she's curious to see how their collaborative effort will turn out.

"Okay." Shen Kang understood how they felt, so he said that and stayed with them to wait.

……

In a dormitory room at Yangko University of Science and Technology, Ma Liang sat at his desk, looking at his computer.

"It's Qianmin University again?... "

Ma Liang stared thoughtfully at the background information on his computer screen.

After finishing his business with Shen Kang, he stopped monitoring the Beiming Community and went to do his own things for a while. Now that he had finished his own business, he went online again to relax.

Then, I saw in the backend that another post had been published from Qianmin University. Most importantly, judging from the IP address, this poster had the same public IP address as Shen Kang when he posted before, but the subnet address was different. It should be that they were both posted from different computers in the same computer room of Qianmin University.

The Beiming Community has a relatively low penetration rate at Qianmin University, so these two posts seemed somewhat different to Ma Liang. Especially the latter, the account named "Happy Yueyue," which had just been registered, made it even more suspicious.

Out of curiosity, Ma Liang clicked on the post that claimed to explain Miao culture and saw some text and pictures.

After reading it, Ma Liang made a judgment in his mind—this happy Yueyue should be the friend that the boss met at Qianmin University.

He didn't know why he would think of his boss whenever he saw a beautiful woman.

Perhaps it's because the boss once left him with the impression of being a "beauty collector"?

"What is the boss doing now? Is he trying to get new users to become users of the Beiming Community? Is he trying to create a new KOL?... "

Ma Liang thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she sent Shen Kang a text message: "Boss, should we also boost the post that Kaixin Yueyue just posted?"

……

At the other end of the line, in the electronic reading room of the university, Shen Kang's cell phone rang twice.

When I took it out, I saw this text message from Ma Liang.

...That kid Ma Liang is too eager to improve.

Shen Kang sighed with emotion.

He remembered that when he first met Ma Liang, wasn't Ma Liang a cultured young man? How did he become like this? He looks like he could almost work in the government.

Shen Kang thought for a moment, then quickly typed a text message back to Ma Liang: "Very good, you're even answering first now. Just like before, assess the situation first. If things are good, don't do anything; if things are bad, lend a hand. Be flexible and adaptable."

After sending the text message, my phone rang again immediately. I received Ma Liang's reply with just two words: "Received".

Shen Kang stopped paying attention, put away his phone, and looked at the computer screen in front of Long Yuewen.

To convince Long Yuewen, he was incredibly persuasive, even packaging himself as an "internet marketing master." But in reality, the internet market is a very strange and sometimes unpredictable place.

Shen Kang had no idea how his design for Long Yuewen would be received.

……

Yang University of Science and Technology, Shen Kang's dormitory, downstairs

Wang Pan walked over with his head hanging low and looking dejected.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the apartment building, he should have gone inside, gone upstairs, and returned to his dormitory, but strangely he stopped, turned around, walked into the bushes, and came to the shadows behind a shrub, where he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

A tiny red glow from the cigarette butt suddenly shone brightly in the darkness.

Then, it dimmed.

A long plume of smoke slowly emerged from Wang Pan's mouth, stretching endlessly.

Wang Pan's eyes continued to scan and survey the darkness until he was sure no one was around before he made a sound.

"well!……"

After letting out a long sigh, Wang Pan recited a line of poetry: "What is love in this world...?"

Before he could finish the sentence, a boy's laughter came from above, "Hey, buddy downstairs, heartbroken?"

"..."

Wang Pan silently raised his head in the darkness and noticed that the bathroom light on the second floor was on directly above him.

A boy's head peeked out from inside, looking down with curious eyes, as if he wanted to see which guy was reciting poetry downstairs late at night.

"Damn it, I was so focused on looking around that I didn't notice the upstairs," Wang Pan cursed inwardly.

The guy peeking out from the bathroom upstairs seemed to have vaguely seen something, or perhaps he recognized something from the sounds.

"Wang Pan?"

"..."

Wang Pan's face twitched, and he immediately pinched his nose with one hand, his voice becoming shrill: "What did you say?"

"Why has the voice changed? It doesn't sound quite the same anymore," the boy in the second-floor bathroom muttered to himself.

Wang Pan threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped on it, spun it twice, and then stomped it out.

At the same time, he pinched his nose with one hand and spoke in a shrill voice, "Eavesdropping on others? You have no manners! Just you wait, I, Zhao Tiezhu, will go back to the biology department and get people to settle the score with you!"

After saying that, he left and hurriedly walked towards the dormitory management station.

The boy in the second-floor restroom paused for a moment, then yelled "Damn it!" at Wang Pan's retreating figure, "Are you crazy?! Go ahead and call him if you dare! I'm Feng Moquan from room 302. Bring your men over here if you have the guts!"

"..."

Wang Pan thought to himself, "I wonder when Old Feng offended this person."

After a flurry of footsteps, Wang Pan turned the corner of a building, but instead of continuing towards the dormitory management station, he hid at the corner, peeked out, and glanced in that direction.

He only returned quickly after confirming that the boy in the second-floor restroom was no longer there.

This time, he learned from his mistake and didn't hide downstairs sighing anymore. Instead, he went straight into the building entrance, went upstairs, and made his way to the living room of the large dormitory.

After entering the living room, Wang Pan did not immediately go into the small dormitory. Instead, he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands to calm himself down.

Just then, a guy from the next dorm came out to go to the bathroom and saw Wang Pan's strange behavior in the living room. He was taken aback and asked, "Class monitor, what are you doing?"

"..."

Wang Pan lowered his hand, cursing inwardly, "Why is today so unlucky?" But his expression remained calm as he said, "Oh, it's nothing, just doing some eye exercises."

"?"

The man felt something was off, but he was in a hurry to urinate, so he ignored it and rushed into the bathroom.

Wang Pan also adjusted his posture, his face beaming with a smile. He changed from his previous listless and hunched posture to standing tall and proud, pushing open the door of the small dormitory and walking in.

Jin Chao was sitting in a chair, looking down at a novel on his phone, his body slumped, his left arm resting on the back of the chair, facing the door.

Hearing the voice, Jin Chao looked up and glanced at him. "Hey, Brother Pan, you seem to be in a good mood. Did tonight go well?"

Wang Pan nodded reservedly, remaining silent.

Feng Moquan was sitting at Shen Kang's desk playing on his computer. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and glanced over, also exclaiming, "Oh, Brother Pan, did you win him over?"

Wang Pan nodded reservedly again, "We've basically got it."

When they said they "got it," they were referring to the show "If You Are the One."

Through Shen Kang's connections, Wang Pan also got to appear on "If You Are the One" this Thursday.

Unlike Feng Moquan's time, Wang Pan succeeded on his first try this time! — Although not many female guests kept their lights on, there was still one female guest who kept her light on for Wang Pan until the very end.

Wang Pan was also very rational. In the final selection round, he didn't gamble by choosing the girl he liked, but instead chose the girl who kept her light on for him until the end.

Now that they've "successfully paired up," according to the rules of "If You Are the One," the two are supposed to have a meal together offline, specifically a free "friendship set meal" at the Zhongtanghui restaurant.

Wang Pan is going to have dinner with this person tonight.

Before going, Wang Pan was full of confidence, thinking that he could finally find a partner.

When he arrived, the first thing the other person said made him realize something was wrong.

"Is this you?"

The girl was standing in front of Wang Pan, holding her phone with a photo on it. She was comparing it to Wang Pan's head, her eyes full of suspicion.

On the girl's phone was a picture of a handsome man, and you could roughly make out what Wang Pan looked like.

However, compared to the real Wang Pan, the Wang Pan in the photo has fairer skin, smoother skin, a higher nose, a thinner face, a narrower forehead, thinner lips, a shorter distance between the eyebrows, and larger eyes...

In short, this photo is remarkably similar to Wang Pan in person, except that they look completely different.

Wang Pan remained calm and composed in the face of danger.

"It's me."

"Why do I not think it looks like it?"

I was very thin back then.

"..."

The two ate their dinner quietly.

Wang Pan tried to find topics to talk about, but the girls didn't seem interested in any of them.

This friendly dinner ended in such a quiet and eerie atmosphere.

After dinner, Wang Pan wanted to be a gentleman and offer to take her back to school. However, she said she had made plans with friends and wouldn't be going back to school for the time being, and then she ran off in a flash.

In the end, only Wang Pan returned to school dejectedly.

He often likes to deceive himself, but he actually understands many things. Including tonight's events, he sees it very clearly—the girl didn't like him; in other words, it was a doomed relationship.

Wang Pan also learned a lesson from this incident—it seems he should tell Ma Liang not to overdo the Photoshop next time.

That's right, Wang Pan himself doesn't know how to edit photos, so he specifically asked Lao Shen if he knew any friends who could edit photos, and Lao Shen introduced Ma Liang to him.

The photos Wang Pan submitted to the program team were photoshopped by Ma Liang. They also passed the program team's review through Shen Kang's special channels.

Originally, Lao Shen was adamant about not agreeing to let Wang Pan use such heavily photoshopped pictures on the show, but in the end, Wang Pan knelt down and called him "father." Lao Shen had no choice but to sigh and agree.

In the end, it didn't work out.

……

"Wow, Pan Ge is awesome!"

Upon hearing Wang Pan say "basically won her over," Jin Chao was the first to shout out, and even asked, "When are you going to bring her out for a meal? I heard from other dorms that when their boyfriends find girlfriends, they always treat everyone to a meal."

Wang Pan instinctively refused: "Old Shen didn't invite me either."

Feng Moquan then interjected with a chuckle, "You know Old Shen, he keeps saying that's his sister, he just won't admit to having a girlfriend. How can you expect him to treat her?"

"Then I can't invite you."

Wang Pan thought for a moment and said, "Old Shen's is like a younger sister. As for me, although she's taken a liking to me and is quite enthusiastic, she's a bit too enthusiastic for me. After thinking about it carefully, I probably still don't plan to be with her."

Feng Mo asked casually, "What do you mean by being too enthusiastic?"

Wang Pan remained calm: "From what I understand, she plans to take me to a hotel room tonight."

Upon hearing about booking a hotel room, Feng Moquan and Jin Chao perked up and looked over simultaneously. "So soon? Really?"

Wang Pan avoided the topic, saying, "I also think it's outrageous. I wonder if there will be any problems? So after thinking about it carefully, I decided to just let it go."

Jin Chao stopped reading the novel and said thoughtfully, "That makes sense. I also feel there's something wrong with what you're saying... I'll have to talk to Lao Shen about it when he gets back. We need to be more careful with the review process and be stricter."

Wang Pan's heart skipped a beat. Feeling guilty, he sensed that Jin Chao's words were somewhat veiled and indirect.

So he chuckled dryly, didn't reply, and went back to his desk, took out his computer, and pretended to be eager to go online.

Sure enough, upon seeing his appearance, Jin Chao and Feng Mo stopped talking to him and went back to their own business.

Wang Pan then opened another webpage and went to the Beiming Community, but he was distracted, lamenting to himself: When will I finally find my soulmate and escape singlehood? Heavens, please help me…

As he was lamenting, Wang Pan's fingers suddenly paused.

He was just pretending to browse the internet, randomly clicking around in the square of the Beiming community.

By sheer chance, he clicked into a post and saw a photo.

The photo shows the entrance to an unfamiliar large library; the time is evening.

A Miao girl stands on the steps, facing the camera, smiling shyly.

"..."

Wang Pan's hand unconsciously pressed against his chest.

Is it really that effective?