South Tower dormitory 701.
At two o’clock in the middle of the night, Wu Jin ran out from beneath his warm quilt for the fourth time to drink water, stroke the rabbit, and run around the room.
Falling asleep was impossible!
The wind outside the window was cold and damp, and there was nothing but silence behind the hills of the base. The sound insulation of the dorms was a little worrying, and Wu Jin couldn’t go back out again after the curfew came into effect. After stroking and rubbing his hands along the wooden guitar, he finally plucked a few strings before quietly letting go.
Wu Jin could only go back to bed, roll around, lie flat, and open up his terminal.
The weak light reflected on his face. Wu Jin wandered around everywhere on the Crosson Show forums, and he suddenly fell into a daze.
Just one glance...
It probably wouldn’t matter if he just took a glance at it...
Wu Jin poked his head out from the quilt and confirmed that Brother Rabbit was bouncing around on the desk in the corner furthest from the bed, then quickly switched to his alt account––
The profile image changed from the verified contestant photo to a chubby cheeked snow leopard.
After switching accounts, the terminal immediately flashed with thousands of messages, including @’s, notifications, and private messages. After the big boss’s popularity soared up, the final rankings for the tarot divination votes were pulled up by the fans once again. The little snow leopard who was the only person who’d spent money on Contestant Wei and stood hand in hand with him on the voting page now received unprecedented attention.
Wu Jin clicked and ignored it all before going back to the Crosson forums.
His heart was beating very quickly at this time. He slowly, slowly extended the cursor over––and finally couldn’t resist the temptation and clicked in.
The layout changed.
There were pink soap bubbles in the pale background, and the main topics refreshed automatically as new entries came in every few minutes. There were many users in the main hall of the chatroom slamming their bowls on the table, waiting to be fed.
“Did the official team release photos today!? They haven’t! No, they haven’t!––How come I feel like I asked this two hours ago?”
“Pure and simple little cutie waiting online to be fed. Is the great lord online? Hello, great one, are you updating the comic today? When are you updating? If you can’t make it in time you can broadcast as you draw, right? Great one, are you there? Maybe just put up the sketch? Great one, are you interested in mermen or sentinel/guide...”
Wu Jin only understood half of it. He opened up the elite section, and his eyes suddenly grew bright&#k2013;&#k2013;
There were countless long threads with #Scarf #Assorted #Imperial Wei, and other such tags. The entire page was rich with content and full of color.
Wu Jin’s ears were a little red as he timidly clicked open the most popular thread.
A large comic appeared on his terminal. Wei Shi wore cool sniper goggles as he knelt in front of Wu Jin, kissing the diamond ring on the youth’s right hand.
Wu Jin’s eyes swished away, and he was afraid to see more. This great one’s art was very vivid, emphasizing the tenderness and intimacy of the scene. However, in Wu Jin’s opinion, the positions between himself and the big boss seemed to have been accidentally reversed.
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