Living in a county town, starting as a stock market maker...

Gu Ming returned to the small office he had just rented.

It's less of an office and more of an empty, unfinished storefront.

Apart from a secondhand desk and a chair that he had just bought, there was nothing else in the room.

He opened his old laptop that he had brought from home, and the boot-up speed was pitifully slow.

Gu Ming wasn't in a hurry to make a big splash; he just wanted to "do a good deed to the end" and also had a bit of a professional habit left over from his previous life, so he wanted to organize the footage he had shot yesterday.

Three young women, dressed in a sleek, energetic style, wiggled their hips in front of the camera in the cramped space of a train sleeper berth.

It's raw and unpolished, yet brimming with a wild, untamed energy.

Gu Ming glanced at it and shook his head.

Too ordinary.

There are tons of videos of people dancing on short video platforms these days, so there's no chance they'll ever stand out.

If the data exceeds one thousand, it means that the system recommendation has gone wrong.

He lit a cigarette, his mind flashing back to various images from the train journey.

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

He broke down the video of the three girls dancing into several segments.

Then, he also included clips of everyday moments on the train.

These clips are more authentic, with a silly and raw energy, which he precisely intersperses in the dancing scenes.

Scene 1: Wang Min and her two companions were wolfing down Panpan's small bread, their mouths stuffed full, like three starving little hamsters.

Scene 2: Liu Liu pounded his chest with his fist and said with great bravado, "I'll go through fire and water."

Scene 3: Zhang Hong boasts with a hopeful expression, "I know Hegang very well."

Finally, and most importantly.

Gu Ming removed the audio track from the video and amplified only the part where Wang Min recounted her experiences in the electronics factory.

"Especially that fat pig team leader, who used the guise of giving me guidance to get handsy with me. I just wouldn't let him get away with it, so I slapped that fat pig across the face with a big slap!"

This sentence, coupled with Wang Min's expression of both anger and disdain at the time, became a close-up shot.

Gu Ming added a currently trending social dance DJ track to the entire video, and the rhythm was just right.

After doing all this, he looked at his transformed work and couldn't help but laugh.

earth.

That's so outdated.

But it's also rustic yet full of vitality.

He logged in using Wang Min's account and wrote a title for the video.

"Electronics Factory Closes Down, Young Woman Left Homeless: A True Account" (Click to publish).

After doing all this, he stretched and didn't look at it again.

In his view, this was just a small experiment he did on a whim, a result of his professional habit.

Whether you become famous or not depends entirely on fate.

He closed the video software, opened a recruitment website, and began browsing job postings for his "Starry Media".

……

It was four o'clock in the afternoon in a rented room in an urban village.

Wang Min was awakened by a series of vibrations from her phone.

She sleepily pulled her phone out from under her pillow, muttering to herself:

"Who is it? How annoying..."

She squinted and unlocked the screen.

The next second, she was fully awake.

At the top of the phone screen, notification icons for WeChat, TikTok, and SMS are crammed together.

On the Douyin app, the bright red "99+" notification made her eyes widen in shock.

"Is the system malfunctioning again?"

She muttered to herself that she had encountered this situation before, only to find nothing when she clicked on it.

She casually tapped the notification bar of Douyin.

There was no lag.

In an instant, countless new messages flooded in like a waterfall.

[The "Working Person's Mouth Dummy" praised your work.]

"The Little Prince of the Electronics Factory" has followed you.

[A user named "Sister Xiaosai" commented on your work: Sister, well said! That was satisfying!]

[A commenter named "Striving A-Qiang" wrote: I also just ran away from the factory, hugs!]

……

New followers [99+] New comments [99+] New likes [99+] Wang Min's fingers froze in mid-air, her eyes widening.

She suddenly jumped out of bed, and almost fell to the ground because of the sudden movement.

Holy crap!

A scream shattered the silence of the room.

She rushed to the bedside and frantically shook Liu Liu and Zhang Hong, who were still fast asleep.

"Wake up! Wake up! Something terrible has happened!"

"Sis... what are you doing... let me sleep a little longer..." Liu Liu turned over and buried her head in the blanket.

"We're famous! We're famous! We're really famous!"

Wang Min's voice was choked with sobs, and she spoke incoherently.

"It's trending?"

"Where is the fire?"

Liu Liu and Zhang Hong were finally shaken awake and sat up groggily.

Wang Min shoved her phone screen right in front of them.

See for yourself!

The two girls went over, and when they saw the screen full of "99+" and the rapidly scrolling comments, their brains went blank for three seconds.

Three seconds later.

"ah--!"

"Am I dreaming?"

A scream that seemed to pierce the roof erupted from the rented room.

The three girls hugged each other excitedly, jumping and hopping, making the small room seem to shake.

They were crying and laughing, like three madmen.

Several minutes later, the three of them gradually calmed down, slumped on the bed, panting as they held their phones, refreshing the data again and again.

The number of followers has skyrocketed from a few dozen to 18,000!

And it's still growing at a rate of hundreds per minute!

The number of likes has exceeded 100,000!

The comments section has over 3,000 replies!

Liu Liu clicked on the viral video, which was the one she had filmed on the train yesterday.

However, the content is completely different from the original.

She blushed when she saw the footage of herself wolfing down her bread being edited in.

When they heard Wang Min's boastful words, "A big slap in the face of that fat pig," the three of them burst into laughter again.

"Sis, that's a brilliant thing to say!"

Zhang Hong laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Look at the comments! So many people started following us because of that comment!"

Wang Min looked at the comments section filled with "Sister is awesome," "It's so satisfying," and "She spoke my mind." Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she slapped her thigh, puffing out her chest.

"I told you! We sisters are born for this! We don't need any company packaging!"

She was completely immersed in immense joy and a sense of accomplishment.

Liu Liu nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with admiration:

"Yes! Sis, look at the comments, everyone says they like our authenticity, they like the way you scolded that fat pig group leader! This is all from our own experiences, and that guy surnamed Gu just happened to film it for us."

In their simple understanding, the reason why the videos go viral is 99% because their own stories are "real" and "amazing" enough.

As for Gu Ming's editing?

What is that?

Isn't it just piecing together several video clips?

What's so difficult about that?

The key is still that the material itself is good.

His credit, at most, was just one percent of "good luck" that happened to capture their shining moments.

Zhang Hong has already begun to envision the future:

"Sis, are we going to be rich? Will we be able to eat deluxe business meals every day from now on? And we won't have to live in the dorms anymore!"

"Absolutely!"

Wang Min waved her hand dismissively, "Once we become million-follower internet celebrities, we'll buy this entire building!"

"Sis, we need to thank our fans!"

Liu Liu suggested, "How about we start a live stream?"

"Yes! Let's go live!"

Just do it.

Wang Min immediately started a live stream.

As soon as the broadcast started, thousands of people flooded into the live stream room.

Watching the rapidly scrolling comments on the screen such as "Sister is so cool" and "Love it!", the three girls felt as if they were standing on top of the world.

Wang Min cleared her throat, faced the camera, and, with the air of a boss, declared confidently:

Hello, family! Thank you for your support!

"The three of us sisters don't care about anything else, our main selling point is authenticity! Unlike those who are signed with companies, they all speak and act the same way, it's so fake! They just read whatever the backstage staff says, like robots."

"We play this game by doing whatever we want, saying whatever we want!"

Her words were not meant to maliciously attack Gu Ming, but rather to distinguish herself from those "hypocritical, packaged internet celebrities" in her mind, thereby elevating her own image.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments even faster.

"I love this kind of spirit in my sister!"

"Authenticity is the ultimate weapon!"

"I've unfollowed those flashy, cheap bastards. Now it's your turn!"

Seeing the adoration from their fans, the three sisters' confidence swelled to unprecedented heights, and they became even more convinced that their success stemmed entirely from their own unique charm.

They excitedly interacted with fans in the live stream, dreaming of a bright future, completely unaware that the comment section of that viral video was quietly changing.

A malicious comment was pushed to the top of the list by countless netizens who love to watch the drama unfold.

ID: Guangming Electronics Factory - Production Team Leader.

The comment contained only one sentence.

"Heh, found you. So you were hiding here. You hit someone and thought you could run away?"