I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

Lu Tinglan had originally planned to study and review this morning.

After all, the pace of life has been so fast lately, and the pressure has been so immense. She can't move around much, so she can only try to escape that environment temporarily by studying diligently.

But I just can't get into it.

While in the study room, Lu Tinglan would often stop and daydream, wondering how Shen Kang would charge forward; whether they could succeed; what would happen to her if they failed, and what would happen if they succeeded…

She thought about it a lot, but she just didn't want to study.

Finally, Lu Tinglan simply accepted reality, stopped studying, went back to her dormitory, sat in front of her computer, and kept refreshing the Yangke University Plaza section of the Beiming Community from time to time.

But even after scrolling through the page until lunchtime, Lu Tinglan didn't see any signs that "President Wang is charging forward".

"Lanlan,"

A hesitant voice came from behind Lu Tinglan at this moment.

Lu Tinglan turned her head and saw her roommate, a girl named Wen Nian, who was also the one with whom Lu Tinglan had the best relationship in the entire dormitory.

"It's lunchtime, shall we go eat together?"

Wen Nian said this with a hint of worry in her eyes.

With over 20,000 students at Yangko University of Science and Technology, the probability of everyone knowing each other is still very small. Some people even finish four years of university without recognizing all their classmates.

Therefore, the vast majority of people do not know who "陌上微凉" is in reality.

However, as Lu Tinglan's roommate, Wen Nian naturally knew that Mo Shang Wei Liang was Lu Tinglan, and Lu Tinglan was Mo Shang Wei Liang.

Wen Nian also knew that Lu Tinglan had recently encountered some trouble.

"I'm not going, I'm not hungry yet."

Lu Tinglan shook her head, then turned back to the computer screen and continued refreshing it.

Wen Nian hesitated, but ultimately didn't call out again. She simply said, "Then I'll bring you food back?"

"Okay, thank you."

Wen Nian then left.

Outside the dormitory, another girl was already waiting. She was Lin Jin, another girl from Lu Tinglan's dormitory.

Lin Jin leaned against the wall outside the dormitory, twirling her phone in her hand. When she saw Wen Nian come out alone, she raised an eyebrow.

"What, you didn't manage to get them to come?"

Wen Nian shook her head, closed the dormitory door behind her, and lowered her voice: "She said she's not hungry yet, so I'll bring it back for her."

"Not hungry?" Lin Jin's lips curled slightly, her tone carrying an ambiguous meaning. "I think you can't eat. If I were in your condition, I wouldn't be able to eat either."

Wen Nian didn't reply, she just walked downstairs.

Lin Jin followed, and the two girls went downstairs side by side, their footsteps echoing in the corridor.

"You mean her too?"

Lin Jin spoke again, her voice low, just loud enough for the two of them to hear.

"When I posted those photos in the community—like reading on the balcony, having coffee with the sunset, or doing yoga on the weekend—so many people would comment, 'So pretty!' 'So elegant!' 'Look at me, senior!' I was so glamorous back then. And now? I've fallen from grace."

Wen Nian frowned. "Lin Jin, don't say that."

"I'm just feeling sorry for her," Lin Jin shrugged, her tone devoid of any regret. "In the end, it's all her fault for having to show off. She's just a student; she could have just graduated quietly. Why did she have to be so attention-seeking? Now look what happened; she's been exposed, and a bunch of people are chasing after her and cursing her."

Wen Nian stopped and turned to look at Lin Jin.

Lin Jin felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong."

After Wen Nian finished speaking, she continued walking, her tone calm, "What you said is all correct. When she posted those photos, there were indeed a lot of people praising her for being beautiful and having a good temperament. Now, it seems that she has indeed had a bit of a downfall. All of that is true."

Lin Jin was taken aback, unsure whether Wen Nian's words were an agreement or a disagreement.

The two walked and talked until they reached the entrance of the apartment building.

Wen Nian walked ahead, and sunlight streamed in, illuminating a small patch of her profile.

"But those photos she posted," Wen Nian turned to look at Lin Jin, "you saw them too, right? Every time she posted them, you would open them and look at them several times, for a long time. Sometimes you would even take screenshots and save them on your phone—don't deny it, I saw them."

Lin Jin's expression stiffened slightly.

"So Lin Jin," Wen Nian's voice remained gentle, as if stating something quite ordinary, "you said you hoped she would fail. But you also want to be like her. Isn't that contradictory?"

Lin Jin opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "I... I just don't like the look of her."

"Yes, I know." Wen Nian nodded, not arguing with her. "Let's go, or the braised pork will be sold out."

Lin Jin followed behind her, remaining quiet for a while.

The two walked silently.

As they approached the cafeteria entrance, Lin Jin suddenly spoke again. This time, the gloating tone had dissipated considerably, replaced by something awkward and reluctant to admit.

"Do you think... she can really turn things around this time?"

Wen Nian thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

"So, do you want her to turn things around?"

Wen Nian pushed open the cafeteria door, and the noisy chatter and steaming food hit her. She paused for a second at the door, then went inside.

"I want her to eat."

Lin Jin stood there, watching Wen Nian's retreating figure, pursed her lips, and finally stomped her foot and chased after her.

……

This side of the dormitory

Lu Tinglan was still sitting in front of the computer, refreshing the page in the square of Yang University of Science and Technology.

But I just can't seem to get the "charge" that Shen Kang mentioned.

Lu Tinglan couldn't help but take out her phone, open her contacts, find Shen Kang's name, and want to call him to ask, "Boss Shen, a whole morning has passed, and you still haven't made a move? What happened to the promised charge?"

But Lu Tinglan stopped just as her finger was about to press the button.

Finally, I removed my fingers from the buttons and placed the phone back on the table.

Forget it, I won't fight anymore, otherwise he'll think I'm too impatient and underestimate me for no reason. Lu Tinglan didn't have any feelings for Shen Kang, it's just that if everything goes according to Shen Kang's plan, then she and Shen Kang might have a relatively long period of cooperation in the future.

This involves interests.

If I behave too poorly in front of Shen Kang and show too many weaknesses, Shen Kang might take advantage of me and damage my interests.

Lu Tinglan thought it through clearly.

So, she didn't make the call.

But just sitting in front of the computer and refreshing the screen all the time without seeing anything is just torturing yourself and it's not a good idea.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Tinglan simply closed the webpage, logged out of her internet account, took off her shoes, grabbed the railing, and climbed onto the bed.

Take a nap.

Lying in bed, Lu Tinglan stared at the ceiling for a long time, unable to fall asleep, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

Indeed, how could anyone fall asleep in this situation?

Not long after, there was a commotion at the door—Wen Nian and Lin Jin had returned.

"Lan..."

Wen Nian paused, carrying the takeout food, and looked towards Lu Tinglan's bed. "Are you asleep?"

"I'm a little tired, I'll go to bed and lie down for a bit."

Lu Tinglan said, suddenly remembering that Wen Nian had said she would bring him food. So she quickly got out of bed, took out some money, gave it to Wen Nian, and took the food from Wen Nian's hand. She then sat down in her seat and began to eat.

The rice was white rice, and the dishes were her favorite braised pork and stir-fried eggs with green peppers.

Normally, Lu Tinglan would definitely enjoy her food, but now she really couldn't taste it. She ate half of it and then couldn't eat anymore. She casually put the plastic lid on and set it aside to eat later that night—it's winter now, and there's no heating indoors in the south, so it's quite cold. It'll be fine if it sits for half a day.

Then, Lu Tinglan climbed into bed again.

This time, perhaps because she had eaten something, she felt a little dizzy. Even though Lu Tinglan's mind was still in turmoil, she still fell asleep without realizing it.

When she woke up, the sky outside was already turning a yellowish hue, and it was approaching dusk.

Lu Tinglan, still a little groggy from just waking up, was suddenly jolted awake.

An entire afternoon has passed; Shen Kang's charge should have already begun!

With this thought in mind, Lu Tinglan was instantly wide awake. She quickly got out of bed, sat down at her desk, and turned on her computer.

At this moment, Wen Nian and Lin Jin were still in their dormitory, playing on their respective computers.

Seeing Lu Tinglan get up and come down, the two of them turned around and looked at her.

Wen Nian looked very worried, even more so than before, and hesitated to speak.

Strangely, even Lin Jin seemed quite worried.

Not only that, Lin Jin also felt anger and fear.

However, Lu Tinglan had her back to the two of them, so she didn't see it.

She simply turned on her computer, logged into the Yangke University Plaza section of the Beiming Community, and finally saw what she was waiting for.

That was a post.

In the square, the topmost post is extremely popular and is highlighted in red.

Lu Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief: Boss Shen was finally starting to make a comeback. Just as she had thought, Boss Shen himself had good writing skills, and as the boss of the Beiming Community, he could use backend permissions to increase the weight of his own posts and even modify the data, so once he started, he would definitely be incredibly powerful.

As long as Boss Shen takes the lead, everything will be alright.

Lu Tinglan thought this with such hope.

She then finally noticed the specific title of the trending post.

Lu Tinglan's vision went black.

"A Slight Chill on the Road, Come Out!"

"...?"

Lu Tinglan was completely dumbfounded.

This isn't another attack by Boss Shen, but yet another post attacking her?

But that doesn't make sense: logically, Shen Kang is now in cahoots with her. If there were really such attacks against her, Boss Shen wouldn't let these posts get too popular—weren't those previous attacks on her like that? They got attention, but not this exaggeratedly.

Even if this post attacking her is really explosive, shouldn't Boss Shen suppress it?

Lu Tinglan was completely bewildered.

With this confused mind, Lu Tinglan glanced at the poster's name to see if it was "General Manager Wang of aaa Building Materials Wholesale".

No. It's a screen name called "Happy Pluto".

"Happy Pluto..."

Lu Tinglan had a vague impression of the name. After thinking carefully, she remembered: it was when she was refreshing posts in the square this morning and reading some posts, including one posted by this Happy Pluto.

This person was a follower of the post titled "The biggest problem with the post titled 'The biggest problem with buying secondhand goods is not buying secondhand goods, but being scammed.' He posted a thread echoing that person, cheering them on, and criticizing himself."

This person even told himself not to play dead and to speak out, and set a ridiculous "countdown" for himself, saying that if he did not respond, he would suffer terrible consequences. He was just like a brainless righteous young man.

Lu Tinglan completely ignored him.

Now that I look at it...

Terrible consequences...

Seeing the post's immense popularity, Lu Tinglan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, a vague and inexplicable premonition: she didn't know what she was sensing, but it seemed like she had a premonition of something.

Lu Tinglan's hands trembled slightly as she held the mouse and clicked on the post.

"I waited for you all afternoon, four hours. From 11 a.m. to 3 p.m., I fucking refreshed your page at least a hundred times. What did you post? Nothing at all. You didn't even post a single punctuation mark."

"Fine. Good. You've got guts."

"You're not coming out, are you? Then I'll make you come out."

"Your name is Mo Shang Wei Liang, but your real name is not Mo Shang Wei Liang."

"Your name is Lu Tinglan."

Lu Tinglan's blood rushed to his head in an instant.

"Lu Tinglan, a third-year student in the School of Literature, student ID 2023071428. Dormitory Management Station No. 8, Building 6, Unit B, Room 5021, the right-hand bed by the window. There's a poster of 'The Shawshank Redemption' on your bedside table, and a white desk lamp with a slightly crooked lampshade..."

Lu Tinglan's gaze involuntarily drifted to a corner of the desk, where there was indeed a white desk lamp with a slightly crooked lampshade...

Lu Tinglan had no idea how she finished reading the post.

She just kept scrolling down and scrolled down until she finished reading.

Then, I saw the comments and replies below.

"No, you can insult people all you want, but you actually posted their real names and dorm room numbers???"

"That's going too far. That's really going too far."

"I was criticizing Mo Shang Wei Liang just a few days ago, but this Pluto is even more disgusting. What right do you have to expose someone's privacy?"

"Whether she's lying or not, what are you trying to do by posting which dorm room she lives in? Are you trying to make people go find her?"

"This is terrifying... If I were Lu Tinglan, I'd probably be crying right now."

"I sided with Pluto in that previous post, thinking he made sense. But I can't stand by him in this one. You've crossed the line."

"Mo Shang Wei Liang has her problems, but the way you're doing it, you have far more problems than her."

"Honestly, I'm starting to feel sorry for Mo Shang Wei Liang. She's been getting criticized for almost a week for buying a secondhand item, and now her real information has been exposed. What heinous thing did she do?"

"+1. I'm starting to feel sorry for her too."

"Same +1"

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