They don't actually think I like them, do they?

This discussion has long since moved beyond JC Staff's forums, reaching online communities like Baidu Tieba and Weibo, where it remains quite popular.

"Wow, this coffee sauce really knows exactly what we want to see!"

"How can I not believe he's a new writer? His writing style and skill are just too clumsy! He has me completely under his thumb!"

"But I've never seen a book like this before. Damn, how does Coffee Sauce know so much?! Does he also have three beautiful girls of different styles chasing after him in real life? Otherwise, how could he write so well!"

Here we go again, it's a familiar part for Lin Han!

I don't know why, but I feel like I'm caught in a vicious cycle. Every time I become popular with a pseudonym, a large group of people come and make wild guesses about my real identity.

He's just like those trolls who argue with him online; when they can't win an argument, they start saying things like, "Are you unhappy in real life?" or "You must be a loser in real life." It's classic delusion, basically a form of self-deception and a "spiritual victory" mentality.

However, Lin Han wondered if he had offended anyone.

That comment was immediately rejected by other netizens.

　"Don't be ridiculous! An author who can write otaku novels with such authentic flavor might actually have beautiful girls chasing after him in real life?"

"I bet he's just some delusional, middle-aged man who picks his toes! He probably even wrote it while chuckling to himself!"

"Damn, if Coffee Sauce is really that kind of person, then aren't we, the readers who love reading this, also perverts?"

"What? Are there any normal people among Coffee's readers??"

According to a survey conducted by JC Staff some time ago.

The male-to-female ratio of customers who purchased "Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend" was 8:2.

Although the vast majority of readers are male, considering the hundreds of thousands of copies sold, the fact that 20% are female readers is quite significant.

The female editors in the editorial department were quite surprised when they saw this data.

This pornographic material actually has so many female readers?!

In fact, the female editors also found it very difficult to understand the sudden popularity of "Passerby"!

In their view, given the destructive power of this book, releasing it into the ocean could turn the entire ocean into nuclear wastewater.

In fact, that's precisely the charm of "Passerby".

It is definitely not a book that will immediately captivate you with its unique charm.

When the first volume was released, readers had never seen a work like this before!

The vulgar descriptions and pandering to otaku tastes have left many readers unable to bear it and unable to even look at the work in the eye.

But once you accept these settings and get used to them, then you can move on to the second book.

Gradually, everyone became completely captivated by the adorable characters!

Even girls would really like it! Not to mention that many anime girls are already somewhat lesbian.

Just like durian, before you've tried it, you'll think it smells terrible and what's the difference between eating it and eating shit?

But once you actually taste it, you'll find that, ah, it really is like eating shit.

Although there is a lot of discussion online about the appearance of coffee sauce, the good thing is that even Lin Han's editor, Zhu Yeqing, does not know Lin Han's true identity.

At most, they've only seen Lin Han's appearance. The risk of it leaking out is extremely small.

As long as his disguise doesn't fall off, Lin Han isn't too worried.

That day, Lin Han called Bilibili in advance to tell them that he would be recording a new song over the weekend.

Speeding up the release of the new album has become Lin Han's top priority.

However, in the afternoon, Lin Han received an unexpected WeChat message.

Her name is Fang Yumeng.

Lin Han was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this was the girl who had pulled him into the anime study club.

"Master, I have a lead regarding the search for the orange jam," Fang Yumeng said.

About two weeks ago, the club president, Cao Dan, gave him and Fang Yumeng an incredible task: "finding Orange Jam." The reason was that the club was in an uproar over Orange Jam's romantic pairing, and everyone wanted to ask Orange Jam directly.

Lin Han had no idea how these guys, who were so idle, had ever gotten into Beijing University in the first place.

Lin Han completely ignored the task and went about his business. He didn't want to reveal his identity in the first place; why would he have to expose himself? Wasn't that ridiculous?

Although the task was quite tedious, Lin Han still had a good impression of Fang Yumeng.

For at least the past two weeks, this girl hasn't bothered him at all, but Cao Dan keeps urging him, forcing Lin Han to come up with excuses to avoid her.

If Lin Han hadn't drunk his wine, he wouldn't have even replied to the message.

"What clue?" Lin Han replied to Fang Yumeng.

He was quite confident in his disguise, so he was fearless.

“There’s a lot of information. Would you mind meeting me to discuss it?” Fang Yumeng asked.

Lin Han glanced at the class schedule.

"Okay, then let's have dinner together. You can choose the place."

......

Fang Yumeng arranged to meet Lin Han at a place he never expected—the school's fourth canteen.

At 7:30 p.m., Lin Han arrived on time. The peak dining time had passed, and the canteen was nearly empty.

Lin Han found a corner seat and sat down. A short while later, Fang Yumeng arrived as well.

"Great God!"

Lin Han raised his head.

The little girl stood in front of him, as always without makeup, wearing a blue sports jacket, carrying a crossbody bag, and her long pink hair was casually loose.

In fact, among all the girls Lin Han had ever met, Fang Yumeng was definitely one of the most youthful and adorable. When they first met, Lin Han thought she was a high school sophomore, but she turned out to be a college sophomore!

Fang Yumeng, who has an excellent foundation, has no sense of style. She always wears either a sports jacket or a white T-shirt, making her completely out of touch with the average female college student who is a makeup expert.

Even so, Fang Yumeng still managed to attract the attention of many passersby in the cafeteria.

However, the little girl didn't seem to realize that she was pretty. Whenever someone looked at her, she would quickly look away and lower her head.

Fang Yumeng sat down in front of Lin Han and placed her handbag aside.

"Let's eat first."

As Lin Han spoke, he stood up. Fang Yumeng was also about to get up, but he pressed her down.

"You stay here and watch the food. If you want anything to eat, I'll get it for you."

"Okay... just get me a curry rice." Fang Yumeng said weakly.

Soon, Lin Han brought over the curry rice, while he bought a dry pot chicken.

After leaving Sichuan, Lin Han found it difficult to get used to the food. He didn't avoid the cafeteria food, not because it was bad—in fact, the cafeteria at Baida University was quite good. However, because this was Baijing, most of the dishes weren't spicy and were rather bland, which was frustrating for Lin Han, who preferred strong flavors.

Despite the presence of Sichuan restaurants, Lin Han genuinely felt that the chefs there didn't cook as well as he did.

Lin Han placed the plate in front of Fang Yumeng, then put the chopsticks on it. The girl immediately clenched her small hands tightly.

"Thank you."

"How much is it? I'll transfer it to you in a bit."

"Twenty dollars."

Hearing this, Lin Han was somewhat moved.

He was still thinking that he was too embarrassed to ask Fang Yumeng for such a small amount of money, but he didn't expect her to be so considerate!

Afterwards, the two remained silent during the meal.

Lin Han wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but the little girl kept her head down and carefully ate her rice the whole time.

It seems that in her eyes, when eating, one should eat seriously.

Watching Fang Yumeng lift her pink sideburns with one hand and use the other hand to mix curry into the rice with a spoon, then pick up the yellowish-brown plate and eat the rice bit by bit like a chick pecking at rice, she licked the entire plate clean so as not to waste a single bit of curry.

This action made Lin Han feel embarrassed about having leftovers. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, he also ate the instant noodles and potatoes that were used to make up the portion under the dry pot chicken.

After finishing her meal, Fang Yumeng picked up her plate and left. Lin Han assumed she was going to put away the cutlery, but to his surprise, she returned a while later with a new coffee and rice dish.

Can you eat that much?!

Under Lin Han's shocked gaze, Fang Yumeng finished her second plate and, just like before, licked the plate clean.

Lin Han has half a bowl of potatoes left.

Just as he quickened his pace of eating, Fang Yumeng returned with a brand new plate of curry rice.

Even though Lin Han was already full, he was starting to feel nauseous at the thought of this stuff.

The golden curry covering the rice was just like going to a public restroom and finding yourself in a pile of unwashed excrement, which you then inhale in a blast of vomit. Unfortunately, there was no water, so you couldn't flush properly, and there were no other stalls available at the moment.

You can only poop on top of the original pile of poop, but this time it's diarrhea, with golden juice spilled on top... Yes, that's the feeling.

Seeing Lin Han's shocked gaze, Fang Yumeng seemed to realize something, her face flushed slightly, and she said,

"I usually eat at 6:30, but I was hungry for a while today, so I ate a little more."

It's only 7:30 now?!

What a glutton!

Lin Han never expected that this tiny creature could fit such a large thing in its mouth.

Seeing that Lin Han had finished eating, Fang Yumeng felt a little embarrassed this time. After finishing her meal, she didn't lick the curry off her plate before quickly clearing it away.

After returning, Fang Yumeng opened her handbag and took out a thick stack of documents.

Fang Yumeng wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth and said,

"Master, please take a look!"

045. Tore myself away.

"This is?"

Lin Han was stunned when he saw the stack of documents that looked like a small mountain.

Wait a minute, what was Fang Yumeng supposed to report to me again?

"This is a list of all the male students in our college in 2022. I made a table and listed all the most likely candidates."

Lin Han gasped.

What an absolute idiot this guy is!

Don't take this kind of thing so seriously!

It turned out that Fang Yumeng hadn't contacted him at all during the past two weeks; she had been quietly doing these things.

Lin Han picked up the list, which Fang Yumeng had marked extensively with black markers—stars, circles, crosses, and the like. It was clear that Fang Yumeng had taken great care; half of the hundreds of names on the page were marked.

However, Lin Han couldn't understand these markings either.

Just then, Fang Yumeng took out her computer, placed it on the table, opened it, and entered a PowerPoint presentation.

Then, Fang Yumeng began her explanation earnestly.

"I got these materials through my roommate who works in the student union."

"Actually, finding the marmalade isn't difficult, it's just that the list is all in the teacher's hands, and no one has ever seriously looked for it on the list before!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Han immediately tensed up.

"real or fake?"

Could it be that Fang Yumeng has really found a crucial clue?

If it were really that easy, how could I have kept my identity hidden for half a month since school started?

"Of course." A hint of pride appeared on Fang Yumeng's youthful face.

As she spoke, Fang Yumeng turned the page of the PPT.

"Although our college has a large number of students, after I finished organizing the data, including those who delayed their enrollment, there are only 198 male students in the 2022 class, and only 19 of them are from Sichuan. If we exclude Lin Dashen, there are only 18 left."